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 Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 2:05 pm
 Donavin relaxed against the tree his stomach covered in wraps from the last fight. That strange shape shifting freak had done quite a number on him, stabbed multiple times in the chest didn't go over well even for a vampire. Scratching at his wraps he let out a grumble of complaints. Pushing off the tree he made his way through the woods towards the outskirts of a town, he was hungry and needed a bite to eat.
"Gona get me somethin' warm' en' juicy..." he grumbled stumbling along a little bit clearly still weak from his last little 'scuff' and by scuff it was really an a** whoopin.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 5:52 pm
Tiernan sat on the very edge of the forest snacking away at a large rabbit. He was hiding in the shadows of the bushes, aware of any and all that pass by. Although he mostly avoided taking blood from other Faes so far, he was beginning to see that would soon change. The blood of rodents and small animals was not nearly enough, and his body ached for more.
When the last bit of life had drained from the rabbit, he tossed it's body aside and sulked. The animal in him would soon take over and he would be unable to resist the need much longer. He was surprised he could withstand the ache this long; he was still adjusting to this 'change', more mentally than physically.
Suddenly his ears perked up as he heard another being nearby. Taking a good whiff of the air, he attempted to smell out this figure. Oh, yes, the animal ways were sinking in and it was certainly unavoidable. Carefully he peeked over the top of the bushes then growled at the male he saw. He sensed something familiar about him, and yet, he knew he had never met him before...
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 8:07 am
With the town just ahead Donavin was growing more and more excited with each step, he didn't do much at all to conceal his movements, and why? If someone came to him it just made the job of getting something to eat all the more easy. As such it made it all the easier for Tiernan to catch wind of him, both in scent and in rather noisy footsteps.
However Tiernan made his arivall just as clear as Donavin spun about to seek out the source of the growl. "Aw now who be growlin' at 'meh. Comon' show ya self..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 9:56 am
Tiernan offered just enough respect to the other male by stepping out from the bushes. His gaze stayed glue to the figure before him, somewhat glaring, but otherwise indifferent.
"You're a noisy one, aren't you?" he asked, then eyed the other male up and down. "I guess I can see why." He still didn't quite see why the other male was familiar, but the markings and accessories that adorned him gave Tiernan a glimpse at his personality. A scoff then escaped his lips as he glanced towards the town. "I wouldn't go there if I were you," he mumbled. "Evil lurks in the shadows, especially in the alleys."
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:20 am
Eying Tiernan up and down Donavin turned to face him fully, crossing his arms over his chest cocking his head with an eyebrow raised. "Noisy eh? Only if I wana be ya' scrub." He frowned as he continued to speak, "Only thing ya gona be seein' is out'a black eye keep talkin' down." Following his gaze he glanced towards the town before laughing, "Stone an' wood jungle. Ain' no one ta fear." He glanced back smirking at Tiernan, "Well, I seein' why you might be 'fraid of a town..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:39 am
With his tail lashing about behind him, Tiernan scowled at Donavin's response. "A bit arrogant, are you?" he asked while making 'tsk' noises at the other male. "Whatever." He suddenly twitched, then put a paw on his chest. The ache was growing harder to resist. Obviously his last snack was hardly enough to suppress it. He growled a long, deep growl, then turned away from Donavin.
"Afraid? Me?" he grumbled while still turned away. "Not a chance. I have no reason to be." Oh, how he wished he had a bit more to drink. He had a feeling that he couldn't hold off much longer... And to have another stumble upon him now had to be some bit of shitty irony.
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