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[PRIVATE] a mixture of descent and decay

Histe Posts: 99
Deceased
Mare :: Equine :: 15.1 :: 5 Buff: NOVICE
Merikh :: Cougar :: Paralyze ali
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your breathing sounds like the sickest
music playing backwards in my head
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He came like a great big bat out of hell and it was only fitting that he would arrive for the birth of the child that she hadn't wanted. She'd only screwed him to anger the voices inside of her head and it had worked, but she hadn't thought her plan out in its entirety. Now she had a mess to clean up, starting with the stallion. She'd have to kill him first then finish off the kid and be done with the whole thing. For all of her last minute planning she could not anticipate just how fierce the sky rat's drive to protect his offspring would be. The concept was so very foreign, her own mother hadn't cared what happened to her or Huinne and her father was too absent minded to be concerned with his children. Perhaps if she had known what it was like to be loved by a parent she'd be able to love the little whelp she'd brought into the world.

Either he was faster than she remembered him being or Merikh was slower than he usually was, but as the brute swept in his aim struck true. Pain bloomed across Histe's head as she felt Merikh's pain, but mere seconds later it was gone. In its place there was a different sort of pain, one that she could not describe or begin to understand. She felt as though she were being ripped apart from the inside out, like there was a gaping hole in her chest but she was not physically wounded. "Merikh!" She barked the cougar's name and got no response from him. Her pale eyes travelled down to where her cougar stood and found his limp body and blood pooling around his head.

"You not hurt it!"

"You stupid fuck." She hissed angrily. Overhead clouds began to swirl and darken, a sign of the storm that she was going to unleash on the stallion that knocked her up and then killed her cat. There was another voice she heard besides Einarr's, though, and she glanced in the direction that she had thrown the filly and found a colt trying to guide her away, but she wouldn't let them. The striped mare shrieked as she lunged for the colt and her daughter, teeth bared. She'd kill them both in front of Einarr and then she'd kill him.

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@[Einarr]
@[Rhoa]
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Messages In This Thread
a mixture of descent and decay - by Histe - 02-23-2015, 01:02 AM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Mordecai - 02-23-2015, 01:16 AM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Einarr - 02-23-2015, 06:37 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Rhoa - 02-23-2015, 06:54 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Histe - 02-23-2015, 09:32 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Einarr - 02-23-2015, 09:47 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Megaera - 02-23-2015, 10:28 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Mordecai - 02-23-2015, 11:15 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Rhoa - 02-24-2015, 11:41 AM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Histe - 02-24-2015, 09:50 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Einarr - 02-24-2015, 10:04 PM
RE: a mixture of descent and decay - by Megaera - 02-24-2015, 11:20 PM

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