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| Stallion :: Other :: 77cm :: 1 |
| Pheonix |
12-31-2012, 12:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-01-2013, 06:52 AM by Lupus.)
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The white figure of Lupus prowled though the forest,keeping a low profile,waiting for his next meal to scuttle along in front of him,or fly above him. He couldn't think without filling his stomach with fresh meat. Fresh. He frowned as he pasted a clump of grayish feathers. Some fox must had dragged the helpless bird down. A few scattered bones lay around the feather and what looked like part a wing. Again he was looking for fresh meat,not old mean some idiot fox had got his teeth round. Lupus turned his head away from the mess and continued down the half hidden path. No breeze traveled down the path and it was silent,well almost.
Lupus was suddenly crouching low to the ground,a lone black bird stood on its twig like legs,digging at the ground,trying to grapple a wiggling worm. Creeping on his belly Lupus edged closer, unleashing he claws. He could feel tension around him building as the bird hadn't noticed him at all. Unlocking his jaw he leapt forward,his claws fighting against the struggling bird that was now in his grasp. The worm the bird had been trying to get wiggled away,unharmed.
Clasping the lifeless bird in his jaw he headed of to a small opening.A log lay to the side. He dropped the bird by the side of the log and settled himself by it,tearing its wings out,crunching its bones and drinking its blood in gulps. His once white snout was blood red,some the ends of his fur stuck together by the blood that was seeping of it. Now he could think. The bird had seemingly disappeared of the face of the earth. The Lupin licked his lips,tasting the last of the moist blood before it dried and he would be left to clean to almost tasteless dry blood of him. Thoughts of Kri and Elizabeth filled his mind with anger. Oh,and the idiot Aryel. Well he would show them one day. The day he would soak in Kri's blood,the bitch of a leader who unlawfully taken Elizabeth prisoner.
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Sulfurous orbs peer at the wolf through the trees, analyzing and evaluating, deducing and concluding, though the odd little creature’s thoughts are impossible to figure out. Whatever he has decided, it would seem that the canine beast has passed inspection, for the candy-striped unicorn steps from his green lair, stealthily padding forward the way a cat might. Tail swishes in a predatory manner as he draws near. “Eaten any children, lately? Best beware of the huntsman if you have.” A chuckle slithers from his tiny maw, though just what he finds amusing in unclear. “Hunting the little pigs will be much more…profitable, I’d think. Or perhaps not. Would you like to decide?”
Without any hint of fear, the lunatic carefully settled himself on his haunches, sitting in a way that few horses ever do. Why shouldn't he? He is, after all, a cat. At least, he used to be. Or maybe he wasn't. After spending time(annoying thing, time) in Helovia, he sometimes wonders if Wonderland was a dream. Or maybe it is Helovia that is the dream, though why he would dream such a sane place he doesn't know. It is an odd world, with daytime and nighttime, and completely overrun with horses.
The wolf is an oddity, roaming a land where wolves do not. Does he miss his pack? Did he ever have one? Maybe he wandered away from his fairytale, just as Chester did. Though, he reflects, he did not wander, but fall. But if one falls up, could it be called falling? What could it be called? Floating? No, he knew what floating was, and falling up was not it. Did it matter? Perhaps it did, perhaps it did not, but he sought the answer regardless. Again, his attention snaps to the white wolf. “Maybe you know,” he muses, not quite addressing the beast but not quite not, “what falling up would be called?”
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A candy colored..pony perhaps? Caught Lupus's and before Lupus could sit up it spoke. Eaten any children, lately? Best beware of the huntsman if you have. What the hell was it on about? He didn't bother to jump up snarling and growling. In stead he simply sat up,turning his head slightly so that his bloody snout could be seen. The pony obviously had no sense. Hunting the little pigs will be much more…profitable, I’d think. Or perhaps not. Would you like to decide? Pigs? Huntsmen? A chuckle rolled of his tongue as he brought himself to to turn to face pink pony...sitting..like a cat. Seriously? What was the world coming to? Maybe you know. The stallions thoughts seemed to be slightly adrift though he still looked at the Lupin. what falling up would be called? Falling...what? What was the idiot on about? More to the point;what was he on?!?!
Maybe he was bluffing and did actually have sense. Lupus casted a suspicious eye over the stallion and quickly dismissed the thought. There was something about him that looked truly lost. Maybe his mind. He chuckled slightly,shaking his head. "Before I...even try to answer your question;Where the hell are you from?" Ok so he knew they were in Helovia but surely such a strange creature was not from round here. I mean,look at him. He has about as much sense as a worm. "And why are you sitting like me?" He had never seen a horse,or pony,looking sitting like that.
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