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11-06-2013, 10:24 PM
 "Guns, HEEL!" She heard the bark first and the voice second. Slowly, Histe's head turns in the direction it came from and she watches, ears tilted forward showing her interest. Another victim? Or would this happen to be someone she already knew? Maybe someone from the past or someone who was newly recruited to the Asylum. Would she attack them when they showed themselves or would she be content with the two kills she already had for the morning? As she pondered the questions she watched the dog dart out of the woods and grab hold of a unicorn horn and take off back into the woods. Histe frowned and with a tilt of her head, however slight it was, Merikh took to the trees and was in pursuit. No one stole from her. The cougar was gone for only moments when the stallion arrived and recognition dawned on Histe almost immediately, though the expression on her face remained one of unhappiness. How dare he come strolling out there and talk to her like his fucking mutt hadn't stolen from her. She ground her teeth together as he told her to tell him that she had killed the unicorns herself. Who the fuck else would do it? she wanted to ask, but instead her eyes narrowed and her weight shifted so that she had all four hooves planted firmly on the ground. "Your dog took something that belongs to me." Histe said, her voice low. "I suggest you return it before he joins them." It wouldn't take a genius to figure out that she was referring to the two dead unicorns, but then again she didn't know Ricochet to be the brightest horse that ever crossed Helovia's Threshold. And if he should react negatively to her ultimatum? Well, they'd had one fight before and she was certainly up for another. @[Ricochet]  |
