LOOK UP FROM THE PAVEMENT
08-20-2013, 12:29 PM
Being pregnant fucking sucked.
It felt like she was a host to several tiny parasites, demanding her to feed them and accommodate their needs. In truth, Medusa supposed it wasn?t much different than motherhood. In fact, she supposed it must have been much the same. Except, this was probably better. She didn?t have to hear whining or crying, and could still go wherever she wanted to. God, she was already shaping up to be a terrible mother. She didn?t exactly care. Deteste knew what she had promised, and that was what she would keep up with. Medusa doubted she would ever love her children, but at the very least they would never find themselves neglected.
Today the Madame had left Amenti, finding herself soaking up the sun. She had not a care in the world, laying upon her back and exposing her belly to the rays of the sun. It wove its tendrils into her dark fur, warming her up slowly but surely, relaxing her. It felt nice, to finally not have to give a shit, to be alone for a few minutes. She would relax and enjoy, not caring for anything that might be lurking nearby.
08-20-2013, 01:02 PM
Hazardous claws gripped bark as the lord watched his prey from a branch. He was high in his true element,the treetops, and was on the hunt for something tasty. There was a large diversity of animals here, but at this moment he had his eyes set on a particular piece of meat. From what he could see it looked like a darker animal basking in the sun, perhaps a doe or cow of some sort. Boulders covered the majority of it's body, but Kusugra could still see the faint outlines of a tail and head peeking out from the sides. Salmon colored tongue caressed inky lips as he rolled his shoulders back. If he were to succeed in this hunt he would have to stalk from the ground, then pounce from behind the rocks and on top of the animal while it was distracted.
Paws kissed the earth silently as the man jumped down from his position. He body lowered toward the earth as he slithered forward, his paw steps deathly silent. He was coming closer, and closer, and closer. His pupils widened to the size of saucers, his shoulders rolled back, and his hips raised up and down as she prepared himself for the pounce. He could almost hear it's heart beating and taste it's blood. He was ready. With a forceful push on his back legs he leaped upward, claws grasping the boulders edge as he pulled himself over it. Lips were curled to reveal his sharpened fangs, and his claws were extended to grasp the animal and hold it down. He was attempting to grab it and sink his teeth into it's skull, giving the killing blow to finish it off.
Paws kissed the earth silently as the man jumped down from his position. He body lowered toward the earth as he slithered forward, his paw steps deathly silent. He was coming closer, and closer, and closer. His pupils widened to the size of saucers, his shoulders rolled back, and his hips raised up and down as she prepared himself for the pounce. He could almost hear it's heart beating and taste it's blood. He was ready. With a forceful push on his back legs he leaped upward, claws grasping the boulders edge as he pulled himself over it. Lips were curled to reveal his sharpened fangs, and his claws were extended to grasp the animal and hold it down. He was attempting to grab it and sink his teeth into it's skull, giving the killing blow to finish it off.
08-20-2013, 01:09 PM
She should?ve been more careful, for in an instant she found herself covered by a dark frame, one hulking with power. Immediately she would act, seeking to slam her right front paw into the creature?s left eye, hoping to at least give it pause enough to realize that she was not easy prey. Her bodice would seek to flip over and rush forwards, his teeth biting into the scruff of her neck instead of her skull. By this point she hoped the beast would realize she was not easy prey; she knew cats were opportunists, hunting only the sick or the injured, the small animals that would not provide them much fight.
Nonetheless, she was prepared to call for him if she should need it. She had a small pack, but they would back her up if they situation called for it. ?I don?t think I?m quite as delicious as you might think, pussy cat,? she growled, not fighting just yet but hoping that the black beast would receive her message. I am not going to give up easily.
08-20-2013, 01:27 PM
The animal would instantly react by swiping a paw at his left eye, but with his forward advancement toward its skull, it was placed below its target. Her paw managed to smack him right below his eye and on his cheek, but the fight wouldn't stop his attack- at least not yet. Fangs sunk into her scruff despite his effort to snag her skull, which was fine, because now he could simply sever her spinal cord. He inhaled deeply, tasting her flesh, pelt, and estrogen as he took it all in. This was when he realized that she wasn't prey, but instead, a woman worth releasing. He released her and took a step back, almost missing her words in his confusion. He managed to get a good look at her, his pale blue eyes wide. She was beautiful, she was glowing. His eyes glanced toward her belly, but he saw no lump, so she probably wasn't pregnant. Maybe he could change that. "Lo que una hermosa mujer que es." (what a beautiful woman you are.) His voice was smooth and gentle despite his blood lust a few moments ago. "Excuse me senorita, I thought you were someone else." Not necessarily someone else, but something else. He thought she was prey, but now that he got a good look at her, she was a gorgeous woman.