a midnight stroll ... [ open ]

[SEIJA]

The overhead sky held in it's grasp a perfect full moon, the second night of it's three day course and the night was alive with energy. A calculating smile spread pale, cracked lips up and white teeth glinting in the soft moonlight. A giggle escaped her as she skipped a few times along the made-up path she was following before stopping and turning her head to the sound of rustling. Her lips parted as her tongue darted out to moisten her lips while the soft, footsteps made their way through the newly fallen leaves as she noted their location from her. She hardly made a move as she calculated in her head that the animal was either small to medium size, or very light on it's feet ... slightly out of breath as well since she could hear the faint breathing that came out in small gasps.

Shifting her weight as she lowered herself into a crouch she made no noise, her breathing slowing as she closed her mouth to silence any un-necessary noise which would come of mouth breathing. She let her fingertips fall to the forest floor as she steadied herself on the balls of her feet.

The animal moved towards her as she breathed in, a pause from both came as she held her breath before she heard it dart, feeling the dirt hit her she swore under her breath since it must've been closer than she had thought before and shifted instantly, following the sounds ...

Left. Right. Left. Jump.

She felt her tail brush the log before she switched to the prey and focused in, pushing herself faster before she launched herself, all four hands gripped the fur and she felt an ear; rabbit. Her middle claws, her grooming claws usually, were pressed into the neck forcefully as the rabbit squealed and thrashed about. This being quite a task in itself in her animal form since she hadn't decided on a weapon of any sort, though was confident she would've been able to kill it with her hands if needed. She pressed harder, grunting slightly as the back legs kicked her stomach and snarling afterward while the small creature died below her. She shifted back and lifted her hands up that had the poor thing's blood on it.

She giggled at the smell and brought a finger to her lips to suckle on the end and smile around the digit as she let her taste buds explode with the metallic liquid that slid down her throat. She hummed a little before she took her other hand and grabbed the rabbits neck and stood ... yes, she could've just snapped it's neck .. but she liked to give them a chance to fight back sometimes. She listened then as a knowing smile crept across her face.

The den was close. She could smell them ... hear them. Traps would be a good idea. She frowned and felt around the ground for a clear area and began to dig a decent sized hole and then looked around for decent sized sticks which she peeled the bark off and snapped them to create make-shift spikes to place at the bottom before she found some more fragile twigs and the like to cover the top. Ugh, she didn't feel like making more of these but ... maybe she would some across something bigger next time.

[ericc]

I don't want to change the world

I just want to leave it colder

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Why was he here? It wasn't like he was a hunter or anything of the sort. He was neither a scout, just an Omega. Why do you ask did he take such a lowly rank? Simple actually, he is lazy and does not feel like taking orders from another. Sure, he would make a fine hunter. Quick on his feet and hard to take down. After all he stood at 6'5. This was not an easy height for others to reach,none the less topple. He was sturdy and strong, but he did not want to be pushed around. He'd rather be on his own and mainly look after himself, but he was not above helping his ring. He would fight just like the rest. One thing so many made the mistake of was doubting his shift. A caribou? They would like at him like he was nothing more than some weak insect. How very wrong. The caribou was an enormous creature in size with so much power behind it. Then there were his horns. Sharp and plenty of them. The caribou was not an animal to be taken lightly. It reflected everything he was; strong, dominating, and big.

But back to the matter at hand; his being in the hunting grounds. Eric does nothing without a purpose behind it, but you will have to do a bit of searching for the one behind this. Eric was nothing of not truthful. He never his the truth or lied, but this does not mean he will be the one to talk first. He will only answer if you ask, but you can be sure that the words from his mouth are the truth. So, he will only let on that he believes some interesting is here. How interesting he could not yet tell, for not even he is for sure yet.

He sighed rather loudly. He might have been wrong. Nothing here, but the quite and he grew bored of that. He could have stayed in the ring if he wished for quite. No, perhaps he was just one some goose chase his mind was making for him. You know, giving him something interesting to do. He chuckled at his thoughts. His brother ,Sven, would surely have something to say about Eric sub-conscious. He wondered many times whatever happened to his brood of brothers. Especially Gabriele. Young and so much to learn. Eric almost felt guilty about leaving him. But if he didn't he would never learn. That was the way of life.

As Eric's brain went over his past and the way of life, he was not paying attention to the traps around. He might not have noticed them if he was paying attention ,but now we would never know. He took on wrong step and his massive form toppled. He mainly landed with a thud, but his right leg landed on a spike. It pierced through the skin and that all to familiar sting was back in his body. He leaned forward and tightened his body."Helig moder av Gud!! Damm den!"


OCC: Translation="Holy mother of God!! Dam it!"

[SEIJA]

She had been contemplating trying to lure them out of their hiding spot, or perhaps maybe just diving right into the small cove, when a cry of pain snapped her attention due south of her position. She paused, hands immersed in dirt that she was currently digging into to make another trap, while head turned to let her ears listen. The cry was obviously not animal, but human, and male as well. She sighed deeply and slowly as she hauled herself upwards into a standing position. She bent over to feel for the end of the rope she had, three rabbits now tied by their necks, to it; having second thoughts about just leaving her catch laying around for other .. animals to stake claim.

She walked silently, the bodies of the small creatures making much more noise as they were dragged through the leaves behind her, a small eerie song coming from her mouth as she made her way towards that first trap she had made. There were two more bunnies left in the family as she was planning on getting them all. She stepped onto cleared earth as she knew she was a few steps away from the trap, also the sound of breathing and the smell of the males scent reached her nose as she tilting her head slightly.

"You should watch your step..," she said, her high voice dropping and rising with a creepy lilt to it, her little reprimand followed by a soft giggle as she tugged the rope from behind her to bring the corpses she drug from out of the leaves. "And here I thought I was only one more away from being finished for the night," she mused as she dropped the rope, her bony fingers rising to run through her bangs and pull them down to brush against the top of her cheeks. Her eyes were never seen except in her animal form and on a rare few occasions, which were usually accidental if anything and usually caused a blood bath in response. She was ... touchy about her weakness and the evidence was her eyes; or so she thought. She had heard that your eyes would fade from their original color and loose any luster of life ... she did not want to be lifeless. She would hide from the world the evidence.