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04-28-2014, 09:48 PM
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| Deceased |
| Mare :: Equine :: 15.1 :: 5 Buff: NOVICE |
| Merikh :: Cougar :: Paralyze ali |
 | Histe | Mare | 5 | 15.1hh | Equine They were feasting when the girl's call alerted them to her presence and Histe shot a quick glance at the cougar who, in turn, looked at her. She lifted her head, blood dripping from her muzzle as she chewed at a piece of meat that had been ripped from the carcass of the elk the pair had mercilessly slain. Its body was battered beyond recognition, the only testimony to what it had been were the large antlers that were barely attached to the crushed skull. "Investigate?" Merikh asked, causing Histe to grin and look down at him. "But of course." She whispered. "It would be rude not to." The cougar cocked his ears back. "Rude? Why do you care?" Histe simply laughed quietly and strode forward, leaving the elk behind. The pair was not far from the Rotunda so their trip was very short, which did not disappoint Histe. The mare sometimes preferred to find potential prey quickly rather than spend time looking. So when she saw the young girl standing in the rotunda a pleased grin found her blood-caked muzzle. Her steps echoed as her hooves struck against the stone, leaving bloody outlines. "Well, well, well." She purred, tail flicking against her bloody legs. "What have we here?" Nostrils flared as she sucked in a breath and, over the scent of blood that always clung to her, she could smell the Falls. But what did that matter? Her eyes found the horn stuck atop her head and she snorted. She wanted to break it. Histe came to a standstill, staring hard at the younger mare. There was the softer sound of Merikh's paws against the stone floor. He left the same bloody prints that his bonded did as he came to stand next to her, tongue swiping over his bloodstained mouth. "What do you think, Merikh?" She asked casually. "Ready for another hunt?" "." @[Abishia]  |
| Hidden Account |
| Mare :: Equine :: 16 HH :: 5 years ~ Birdsong Buff: NOVICE |
| Wild. |
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| Deceased |
| Mare :: Equine :: 15.1 :: 5 Buff: NOVICE |
| Merikh :: Cougar :: Paralyze ali |
| Histe | Mare | 5 | 15.1hh | Equine | "I prefer pegasi blood." Histe's ears laid back against her head and she looked down at Merikh, who met her gaze. 'Seriously' The cougar asked and they both looked at the mare again. "I didn't ask you what you prefer." Histe sneered as her tail slapped against her flanks. The other mare stepped forward and Histe snorted. What was she doing? Trying to intimidate her? There was absolutely nothing that Histe feared about the younger mare, but then again Histe had never walked hand in hand with fear. "Have you checked the sky?" She snapped when the stupid, stupid girl asked where she could find one. Histe's gaze grew cold and she strode forward, leaving more bloody hoof prints in her wake. "You're craving blood? How about I spill yours and give you a taste?" She hissed. 'Wait.' Merikh said, knowing that Histe was preparing herself to attack the foolish young mare. 'Want to hear what else she says. More stupid.' Histe's eye twitched, but she remained standing and surely enough Abishia spoke again. "You seem like... You've hunted before... Mind, well, sharing the kill?" "Are you really that stupid?" Histe asked, dumbfounded that she would even ask to share a kill. "Why would I share my kill with unicorn trash like you?" She eyed the glass horn and, again, felt the urge to crush the offending thing beneath her hooves. And the stupid girl's head. Smashed beyond recognition. Obliterated. "Fine woman?" Merikh laughed at the very idea of Histe being called a fine woman. "Who said I'm a woman?" Her weight shifted and she began to circle around Abishia. "I'm a monster. I'm your worst nightmare, girl." She laughed quietly as she continued to circle slowly, just out of her reach should she decide to try and kick at her. "Why don't you start running, my dear prey? I'm ready for a hunt and I have no patience." "." @[Abishia] |
| Hidden Account |
| Mare :: Equine :: 16 HH :: 5 years ~ Birdsong Buff: NOVICE |
| Wild. |
05-20-2014, 05:31 PM
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| Deceased |
| Mare :: Equine :: 15.1 :: 5 Buff: NOVICE |
| Merikh :: Cougar :: Paralyze ali |
05-21-2014, 06:12 PM
| Histe | Mare | 5 | 15.1hh | Equine Her voice grated on Histe's nerves and the brindled mare found herself getting closer and closer to launching an assault on the foolish young girl. It didn't matter to her whether or not she smelled of the Falls. And she couldn't care any less of what the herd would think of her if she decided to tear the horned mare apart. Her ears disappeared into the mess of tangled hair that was her mane. "Do you ever stop talking?" She snapped, having finally lost what little bit of patience she'd managed to scrape up. But she didn't stop. Instead she claimed that her request to share the kill was a joke and claimed that she wasn't stupid. "Hah!" Histe barked out the dry laugh. "Maybe you're right. You're not stupid. You're a fucking moron." A low growl sounded from the cougar as he voiced his agreement with Histe. As if to prove her point the girl informed her that the glass horn wasn't real. Histe raised a brow and glanced at Merikh. 'Why?' the cougar asked as he looked at his bonded, but of course the girl continued to talk and explained her choice. "Really, now?" Histe said as she, again, looked at the horn. Slowly, a smile curved the corners of her mouth making her look more sinister than usual. "It would be a shame for you to part with it." She circled back around, her eyes staying on the glass horn. "But I'm afraid that you may have to. Because I want it." She didn't want it to wear it, but to deny the younger mare of something that she seemed so proud of. "I'm going to fight you for it." "." ooc:// Histe is challenging Abishia for her glass horn. I'll get a thread up in the battleground soon! :D @[Abishia] |
