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Kianzo
Bright eyes, still narrowed in annoyance, begin to grow hateful. The same hate that colored his hyena cub’s snarling yips. He watched the older filly’s body flicker, becoming ethereal in its entirety—did she do that on purpose? What did it mean? His ears tilt back for a moment; was she showing off her triumph over him and his cub? Though his ears did not stay pinned back for long. He needed to be alert and attentive to this winged hotshot and her peacocking companions. Their ravenous appetite was made known by snapping of delicate, hollow bones. The hyena cub snarled softly, bright eyes watching with chagrined jealous and hateful spite as they fell upon her meal.
Black rimmed ears twitch with each, casual syllable she answered him with. Whether or not her words were meant to be insulting, the dark princeling could not help the ire that continued to billow and burn in his chest—a homage to his yet-unmet father. Her words boasted of her escapades with a twin
Lines of contempt marked his back-inked face, glare darting from the white-hot eyes to her gorging hounds; one of hallucinations and one of molten flames. His stare watched the rip of the carcass he had felled, gaze narrowing on the slender and swallowing throats. Throats that were filled while his cub’s was empty. “Who are you?” His question was muttered beneath the concentration and the impetus that was building in him from the frustration of losing.
And then, with a flare of vindictiveness that youth excel in, again the ashen hyenas launched from his chest. The cloud was flung haphazardly—nearly without control with the ire that had grown in his slender and ashen chest— towards the gluttonous wolf and hound, the hyena’s ashen jaws aiming to snap at their swallowing throats. They could freeze their gulps; strangle them on their greed. And, though this cruel idea had been merely a thought in the colt’s dark mind, he was now attacking the filly’s companions.
Yet no remorse or second thoughts flashed through his cobalt gaze, that swung back to the filly’s white-hot eyes.
You must know darkness before you can know light.
Zo tries to choke one/both of her companions by throwing his ash hyenas at them mid-swallow cause he's a BONAFIDE D-BAG.
PS-If I pp'ed Mal & Hel eating, then lmk and I can edit this whole thang.
@Tae
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