Sweet brother o mine
Cold cyan eyes watched the world, or were they really even watching? Blood dripped from his maw as the beast lumbered through the forest, remnants of flesh clinging to his chest and jowls whilst blood dripped fresh and pure. It wasn't his blood, but the blood of a rogue who happened to show arrogance and rudeness. Why? Because the boy had seemingly interrupted the others slumber. Well, now that creature would sleep forever. He had done it without warning, without a second thought. One second he was standing mere feet away, his hackles had bristled, and the next...his jaws had cut clean through the rogue's jugular. Blood spurting everywhere and leaving a messy pool in its wake. But it didn't stop there, no. Levi had continued to rent asunder the unfortunate soul, tearing flesh from bone and ripping out its insides. He made sure it was dead, and now the body would be left as carrion for the crows. The body left soulless...just like this forest.
Through the thick blood that encased his face, he scented something beneath the underlying tang of iron. He stopped mid-stride, the scent familiar but nearly forgotten as well. He felt that it should be familiar, but couldn't quite pinpoint exactly why. Like a demon from hell, he slunk forward to see who, or what it might be. The figure soon to show itself in his eyes, her back to him. Through his vicious stage, he could not discern friend from foe...and this would be one of those cases. Leaping from the shadows, he leaped upon the back of the other, potentially pinning her to the ground with her back facing him, his teeth centimeters away from her ear. "Who...are...you?" He hissed. Her scent teasing his mind. He felt he should know who it was already, but he could not. Not in this state of mind at least. |