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 Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2008 3:10 pm
A short time later, Deanna, Fell, Nellwyn, and Aelle left the forest, deciding it was better for them to go to the hot springs and relax then to go to the den, where it was liable to be noisy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2008 4:49 pm
(( Now. ))
(( I'm going to try this again. ))
(( e___e ))
The mid-afternoon light poured through the opening in Hellahi's cave-chamber, and eventually roused him from his sleep. His eyes fluttered momentarily, then opened to meet the half-light of the cave. He paused, teetering between the world of dreams and reality, and yawned.
The dreary demon tensed as there was movement beside him. A female figure turning on her side, causing the thick fur blankets to brush against his skin. He blinked. His thoughts were still foggy with the langour of sleep, but it didn't take him long to recall the events of the previous night, and he visibly relaxed when he finally did so.
Ah. Yes... he thought, as he studied the bare back of the sleeping femme. Perhaps I pleased her so much, she thought to stay for more.
He traced the nail of his index finger softly, teasingly, along her spine, and grinned softly as she squirmed and mumbled in her sleep.
A raven's gleeful cry echoed throughout the halls of the cave, diverting Hellahi's attention. His eyes narrowed in thought. Had the filthy scavengers actually found something worth snatching?
Careful not to disturb the nameless femme next to him, Hellahi shrugged away the fur blankets and rolled out of their pallet. It took him a moment to find his skirt laying discarded on the rocky floor. He picked it up and quickly put it on. Surprisingly enough, the excessive chiming of the coin belt on its waistline hadn't woken the femme, though he hardly would've cared if it did.
The demon stepped outside, the dismal light outside oddly complementing his pale skin. Even when having just woken up, he appeared as regal and elegant as always.
The raven cried again, and Hellahi was lucky enough to see it leave its perch and fly eastward. He didn't hesitate to follow it though, unlike the raven, he was in no hurry to reach their destination. He drifted through the forest paths like a lonely apparition, his black hair and tail flowing beautifully behind him.
"Beautifully"... Ah, but to describe his beauty is, as the poets say, to paint a nightengale's song; it is a thing which cannot be done. He was three-and-twenty years of age at that time, though time never seemed to touch him, either way it flowed. If it is said his skin was like alabaster, his hair a black so true it gleamed pure obsidian where the light touched it, and his eyes a ruby that gemstones might envy, it is but the truth that is spoken; but this only hints at the beginning of beauty, a beauty so intense it inspired awe in the hearts of nature itself. It seemed the birds, even, had ceased their chirping, and loomed in the leaf-ridden trees to admire him. The chiming of his jewelry and skirt sent a haunting sort of music through the deathly silent air. The raven, too, ceased its calls, seemingly unwilling to disturb the pretty metallic harmony and thus spoil the presence of the demon below.
The air that morning was crisp and cold, and smelled delightfully of the struggle between the passing of winter and the rushed arrival of spring. His breath danced in wispy white clouds every so often, and Hellahi found himself delighting in it. He enjoyed the bitter sting of the cold against his bare chest and arms, and savored the company of the looming white-and-gray sky.
As he walked, however, he soon caught the scent of blood on the wind. He faltered not in his step, but a small excitement welled up inside of him. It seemed every bit of him had been satisfied that morning, save for the empty pit of his stomach. The scent grew stronger, and his mouth watered in anticipation.
The raven flew past his vision, and he was quick to shift his eyes to follow it. It had just perched on a nearby tree. Beady black eyes glimmering with hunger, it looked to a figure near a low-looming tree, then back to Hellahi, and cried.
The demon grinned, very pleased indeed with his ebon-feathered friend. Laying amid the tall grass, slowly greening with the change of seasons, was a fairly sized doe. He kneeled beside the carcass which was, to his delight, still somewhat warm. At first Hellahi was somewhat puzzled toward the manner of her death, having found no wounds on her neck or rump. But, upon inspection (and it was a marvel he didn't see it before), he came to find that one of her forelegs had grown infected with fracture. The bone, split and frayed, poked out considerably from the skin on her leg. It had festered beyond redemption, and the infection must have finally taken her.
The raven, impatient as he was, dared not cry out to urge the demon to eat, for the hungered look in his eyes chilled him to silence.
And it chilled him even more when he realized the demon was naught to change into his animalistic form.
It was a hellish sight to behold.
Without a moment to lose, or an ounce of respect for the dead, the demon dug his clawed nails into the doe's torso. When at last her skin gave way, he thrust his entire hand inside her, and then the other, marveling again at the warmth of her blood. Blood squelched and spurted, spraying a few droplets upon his pale face (a lovely contrast, the pale of his skin and the scarlet of the fluid), that of which he took no note of. He had a mind only for his hands swimming inside the gifted corpse before him. With a chilling precision and purpose, he located both sides of her rib cage and took hold of them, brutally bending and breaking it open. The harsh sound of the splitting bones giving way to his entry pleased him greatly, for Hellahi was ever a sadistic being.
The doe's organs and breastbone hailed to the sun, a sight which made the looming raven shudder; whether it was out of fear or anticipation, even he knew not.
Hellahi tossed his head, flipping his silken hair over one shoulder, and bent over the bloody mess before him. What he pulled from the doe's body, the raven could not tell, and he continued to watch curiously. The demon brought up his fist, and the mess of blood and flesh therein, from the depths of the carcass to his luscious lips. He parted his jaws, an inhuman hiss escaping his throat, and closed them about the heap of gore in his hand, tugging primitively at the flesh with his teeth.
As Hellahi proceeded to eat, so the raven continued to watch. It was strange, indeed, seeing the humanlike demon tearing and gnashing at the doe's carcass. It was also a bit terrifying, how this beautiful, elegant, ethereal man could so quickly become this brutal, primitive, sadistic creature. The raven, in all, was mesmerized.
All he could do was watch, wait, and continue to repress his recurring shudders.
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2008 1:39 pm
Major_Expendable "You really should have your fill before I get to it." Light and teasing, Ainu's voice acompanied the sound of her tail swishing happily across the ground. She leaned toward Meena conspiratorially. "I've been told I drool horribly when eating." Carefully, she nipped a chunk of flesh from the deer's shoulder, encouraging Meena to eat as well. Meena smiled and licked Ainu's cheek and torn a piece of flesh from the deer and inhailed the sweet smell of blood as Ka started snareling as Ainu got to close to wat he was chomping on. Meena looked at Ainu. "She never seems to growl back at ka. Hmmm..for sucha big mouth she's kinda quiet" Meena thought hoping Ainu would show some authoritie towards her pup even though she didn't like other wolves bossing her pup around.
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 12:53 am
Ainu's hackles rose imperceptibly as Ka snarled at her, but aquiesced as she was low man on the totem pole and knew it. Moving just a bit away from the pup, she continued filling her belly. However, she was not far enough for the little one's liking and he snarled again. This time she responded with a warning bark and a snap in his direction. Immediately after, she froze, unsure if she'd overstepped her bounds.
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 3:36 pm
~Pakak~
"Well since you scared of MY Bison guess i will join in." Pakak suddenly transformed into Yakone.
~Yakone~
His bright red fur waved as the wind carried the scent of raw meat. "Now then time where is the prey?" Yakone looked around at the white tailed deer. He chuckles, "Bye." he said as he disappears. suddenly about 4 white tailed deer fell to the ground with viscious claw marks all around their flanks. Yakone reappears, "Whatevers is leftover I will bring back to the den." He looks at all the wolves and tears a piece of flesh off one of the deer. "Eat there is plently."
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 9:31 pm
Staring at her claws in utter distaste, a frown marred the usually schooled features of a certain demoness. The last kill had been messy, far too messy for her liking. In the end, she’d had to gut the body and string the entrails across a small area, making it look as though the killing had been the act of a well known murderer, instead of the quiet throat cut she usually preferred. Unfortunate, for though the form of a mangled body did nothing to bother her morals, the blood had seeped under her claws, and picking at them did little to alleviate the ugly taint to her usually immaculate grooming habits. Changing forms, perhaps, would do it, but she’d no clue if she was being followed as yet, and though she was just as deadly in her beast form, she was also more prone to her animalistic desires.
A quick glance around assure her that is he was being followed, they pursuers weren’t within visionary range. Hunching slightly, her body seemed to elongate and shorten at the same time, basic features shifting in a ripple effect. It happened so fast that most wouldn’t be able to see it at all, though some, on rare occasions, could see the basic blur of her body. Inspecting herself once more, the assassin found all in working order, legs, muzzle, tail, ears.
A small tug on her lips indicated a smile, as the rush of instincts drove over her normally well behaved self. Though she was still the same being this form, that of the beast, was a more familiar and welcome one. For it was technically the form of her race, and the form she had been born into. Flexing her claws into the earth cause a ripple of pleasure to pass through her, her tail standing slightly in an upwards direction. The feeling was akin to that of arousal, but not quite. Sniffing the air delicately, her nostrils flared, her body sliding through the shadows of the trees easily, its color seeming to fade into the darkness. Though she was more of a deep red than an actual black, her coat in this form appeared black, especially at night, to those not paying attention.
Following the scent of others, she bypassed a few unknown wolves, sticking to the shadows, refusing to announce her presence. They were beasts, as she was at the moment, but of a wilder nature. Currently, her mind was still set in another world, another form, another place, and thus, they did not quite interest her. In a day or so, perhaps they might. No, the scent of a demon clung to the air, and that was what she followed. A demon, and gore.
Stumbling across the scene made her stop in her tracks, reverting to her humoind form almost immediately out of sheer habit. There he sat, a man covered in the blood of a kill, the blood and body parts. Watching him with her head tilted, her hand flexed out of habit, her body angling closer, then further. When she watched him take what appeared to be an organ to his lips and eat of it, she closed her lips firmly.
Shaking her head, she looked away, darting a glance to the sky.
What on earth had she walked into…?
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 9:54 am
Major_Expendable Ainu's hackles rose imperceptibly as Ka snarled at her, but aquiesced as she was low man on the totem pole and knew it. Moving just a bit away from the pup, she continued filling her belly. However, she was not far enough for the little one's liking and he snarled again. This time she responded with a warning bark and a snap in his direction. Immediately after, she froze, unsure if she'd overstepped her bounds. Ka cowered a little but kept on growling. Meena got tired of the growling and jumped at ka her teeth bared "knock it off!" she snarled and bit ka's ear. she stood up and alowed ka to eat again. Meena looked at Ainu and smiled wishing she hadn't had to see that. Meena doesn't like inforcing her leader role on her pup and anywolf for that matter. "You need to be more asertive towards ka or he will walk his happy rump all over but nice try. If I was ka I would have backed down but my son was dropped on his head so his common sence is gone" she grinned. and jumped back to her place by Ainu.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 12:40 pm
~Pakak~
Yakone seperates from Pakak. He stares at the meat and starts to eat. "Delicious, thank you Yakone." Pakak said devouring the left hind leg of the deer
~Yakone~
Yakone looks at Pakak and smiles. "No problem, now eat up. Okay?" After having his fill Yakone disappears .
~Pakak~
'Thank You Yakone' He thought to himself
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 4:28 pm
(( OMG, NEKE. ))
(( Finally, I get to have some fun. ;D ))
(( <3 ))
It took Hellahi a long moment to discern the scent of the femme amidst the overwhemling scent of blood. The instant he did, he whipped his head around to face her with crazed ruby eyes. His body went completely rigid, and his claws dug deeper into the helping in his fist, causing a steady trickle of blood seeping between his fingers and traveling down the length of his forearm.
If Hellahi was ever phased enough to show visible discomfort, it was in this primitive animalistic state. He reacted just as any wolf would, and hunched deeper over his meal. He bared his teeth threateningly, showing hellishly sharp canines, and growled lowly in the back of his throat. If he was rigid before, he was so tense with ravenous hunger now that he trembled like a fly-pestered horse.
Again, seeing such savagery in such a beautiful being was enough to chill the strongest of bones.
The raven called, perhaps out of the extremity of his trepidation, and the noise tugged the brute's senses a fraction back toward humanity. He had sense enough now to react further, and reached out to her with his mind. Mercilessly, he sent his shadows violently probing the depths of her mind, licking and caressing intimately at her sanity, hungrily raping her senses...
...Had he not been so focused on protecting his meal and unnerving the femme beyond comprehension, he might have noticed the familiar demonic pull of her blood. Even now it sang softly to him, but he was far too immersed in himself to notice.
He held her gaze, and his pupils shrunk further until they were but tiny flecks within seas of blood.
He knew his mind-voice was different than his own; he knew it would echo painfully and maddeningly in her skull, as a pandemonic amplification of her own thoughts by tenfold. He knew what the insecurities of having another presence within one's mind must be like. He knew, and roiled in his sadism.
Then again, he knew not of whom he truly threatened.
Still, he sent out his voice.
You dare disturb me? Is your hunger so great, femme?
Had he been speaking, he'd have spit the last word. Hellahi had ever a contempt for females.
(( ... Okay, well, that was crappy ... DX ))
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 4:55 pm
[Here I was worried you might not want to Rp with Andy. xD]
[omfgyayaexcited.]
[And it was not crappy.]
The sound of a growl reached her pointed ears, her gaze snapping back to the demon before her at the purely animalistic sound. It was slightly unexpected, for she was used to those with humanoid forms conversing in the spoken tongue, but then perhaps he was too far into his feeding mind frame to speak aloud. Having been into similar rages in the past, she found this explanation suitable, and more likely as this sound increased and the one she watched drew protectively closer to his meal.
Feeling something in her thoughts, an echo of something not her own was the only warning she got before a voice, perhaps his voice, screeched over her senses. Though her eyes did not shut and her body did not flinch, internally she was both screaming and hissing her anger. She has never felt so strangely used in her life, and the male hadn’t even touched her. It was akin to feeling an unwanted touch, but so far different that comparing them did little to keep her mind from roiling, screaming back at him. Though, she knew, she had no such projection abilities, and unless he could read her innermost thoughts, she doubted that he would hear her unladylike language regardless. As a precaution she voided her mind of trivial matters, and focused solely on this demon, and his presence that she could still feel within. After all, she’d been around those with unusual abilities before, how would this beast be any different?
Her own voice was soft, smooth, cold. The type of voice that had a regular being chilled, and feeling the inexplicable urge to leave, leave now, leave before something happened to change the tone to anger. But for the moment she was calm, polite, and anything but angry. Or so her voice seemed.
“It is your fault for being so immersed in your kill that you did not notice my approach. If you had, I would not have been able to disturb you in the slightest.”
She did not move away, instead, lighting her eyes upon the corpse of an innocent victim. He had, after all, asked after her hunger. Finding her stomach mysteriously quiet, when usually it would have growled at the sight of any meat or possible food, she spoke a second time, her eyes cold, icy blue to his startling red.
“I entered out of curiosity as to the scent of a demon amongst regular wolves, not out of hunger.”
Her eyes narrowed, watching him. Paranoid, perhaps, but she had the distinct feeling he’d rather see her broken on the ground than see her at all.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 8:55 pm
Ka cowered a little but kept on growling. Meena got tired of the growling and jumped at ka her teeth bared "knock it off!" she snarled and bit ka's ear. she stood up and alowed ka to eat again. Meena looked at Ainu and smiled wishing she hadn't had to see that. Meena doesn't like inforcing her leader role on her pup and anywolf for that matter. "You need to be more asertive towards ka or he will walk his happy rump all over but nice try. If I was ka I would have backed down but my son was dropped on his head so his common sence is gone" she grinned. and jumped back to her place by Ainu, and turned to face the deer again. when she turned her tail rubbed under Ainu's chin and along the side of her body. Meena smiled at Ainu again and started to eat again.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 1:18 am
Ainu watched stunned as Meena easily disciplined Ka. She wished for a moment that she could be that assertive, that natural of a leader. Maybe she was just destined to be a follower. As the other wolf's tail brushed her, she froze feeling suddenly like an akward pup again. A smile bloomed on her face as she leaned down to finish filling her belly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 8:58 am
He enters the forest again. Walking aorund he smiles and sniffs about. He smells some other wolves and a some deer. He hurries over to them. Stopping short he sits and waits.
"More wolves....none of them from my pack though..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 1:27 pm
Meena smiled and gently nudged ainu. Ka mumbled to himself about. "Stupid ainu if she wasn't here I wouldn't get into trouble," Meena growled slightly and looked at her son with a warning. He coward and went back to eating.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 7:34 pm
He starts out for the wolves eating the deer. He happily runs around them and starts asking them questions about them.
"Hello! Where are you from? Have you seen any other wolves from around here? Are you in a pack? Did you kill this deer? Are you related? Have you ever eaten flowers? Have you seen any humans? Humans have good food, too. My pack used to have humans feed us all the time. How old are you? Oh! I'm Zinc. I'm four. What is your name? Is there an alpha in your pack? If I can't find my pack can I join yours? How many wolves are in your pack? Do you eat deer alot? I like pumpkins. Humans grow pumpkins. They grow really big ones every fall."
He sits and starts talking and asking more.
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