Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2013 16:09:06 GMT -5
This park was a place that she knew well. It always seemed to be a passing point when she passed through other territories. Delica park was a place that still held a little peace in this damned dome. She had been here for a very long while and had met a very select few of individuals. With her skittish nature it was hard for her to go near other shifters, but one thing was clear. They knew about her. There had been word of a shifter going around stealing babies or children out of the arms of their mothers to eat them screaming. Of course, that was not true. She would never eat a child nor a baby. Generally, they held hardly any meat on them to sustain her anyways and she saw it as cruel to crush out a light that hardly had a chance to survive in such an already harsh environment.
Now, normal shifters that were teenagers or adults were more of her speed. The word of a large, scarred lioness dragging off larger game was also heard. From small dog shifters to the vicious polar bear she had taken down for a meal. She had prospered on her own and kept herself away from others for her own safety. She was quite the large gal now and had actually grown and weight since she had been here unlike others who seemed to have an emaciated look to them. She did not understand why they did not eat the weaker, but she obviously had a different mindset than the other beasts that inhabited this cage of madness.
Her eyes were half closed as she sunned her large form on top of some vertical bars that were warmed from the evening sun. Her tail twitched every once and a while as her eyes closed fully. Finally, she rested her head against one of the many bars that were underneath her and a tongue flicked out to lick her bloody muzzle. Only then yards away laid the body of some poor creature that had crossed her path earlier that day. Her stomach gently bulged out as she laid on her side from the meal, but surprisingly enough she was not fat, just very muscular.
She kneaded the air a bit before a sigh escaped her. She may seem relaxed, but she was paying close attention to her surroundings. Percylla could sense someone nearby.
Now, normal shifters that were teenagers or adults were more of her speed. The word of a large, scarred lioness dragging off larger game was also heard. From small dog shifters to the vicious polar bear she had taken down for a meal. She had prospered on her own and kept herself away from others for her own safety. She was quite the large gal now and had actually grown and weight since she had been here unlike others who seemed to have an emaciated look to them. She did not understand why they did not eat the weaker, but she obviously had a different mindset than the other beasts that inhabited this cage of madness.
Her eyes were half closed as she sunned her large form on top of some vertical bars that were warmed from the evening sun. Her tail twitched every once and a while as her eyes closed fully. Finally, she rested her head against one of the many bars that were underneath her and a tongue flicked out to lick her bloody muzzle. Only then yards away laid the body of some poor creature that had crossed her path earlier that day. Her stomach gently bulged out as she laid on her side from the meal, but surprisingly enough she was not fat, just very muscular.
She kneaded the air a bit before a sigh escaped her. She may seem relaxed, but she was paying close attention to her surroundings. Percylla could sense someone nearby.