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 Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 11:38 pm
He was stalking his target now, slowly moving himself through out the bush, the moon-lit sky played off of his red pelt rather wonderfully, he almost glowed with intensity- he looked like a true killer—a true hunter of the night. Kadaj had grown a lot, and his new body was lean, covered in dry bone and grass and upon his face rested a antelope skull, with horns as long as could be; the scent of the animal still lingered upon the bone, thus attracting some unwanted attention—but it didn’t bother Kadaj, right now-- he was on a mission.
He was locked on his new target. He would have her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 11:45 pm
The young adolescent was really none the wiser, unaware entirely of the predator that slunk through the grasses near her. Her own form was a dusty blue-gray, blending well into the shadows of the night, though her eyes shown like two blood rubies when she turned her face up to the great moon hanging in the dark sky above her. Nightly adventures were something she did often, if only because they were that much more majestic. She let out a dramatic sigh as she flopped down calmly onto her haunches, staring up at the stars as they danced above her like taunting faeries in the distance.
Choosing one of them at random, she shut her eyes against the world, squeezing them tightly. She made a wish, the same wish she always made, a wish for her grand adventure, for her fairy tale. Was a little excitement too much to ask?
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 11:52 pm
Now was his chance, she has shut her eyes and had let herself open for him to attack. Stupid girl- the thought ran through his head as he lifted his dark frame from the ground- no longer in his stalking position. Now the outlander stood tall in all of his pride, his fangs flashing once as he pushed his paws forward in a dash, the skull upon his face wiggling back and forth against his face and eyes; his pale eyes were haunting, unlike anyone else’s in his families… they had a strange dullness to them-always.
HE wasn’t here to harm her, but- instead to take her back with him, as his trophy- his prize. He had spent many nights out here following her, many nights plotting his take over, his attack.
She would never know what hit her, not until he came crashing in on her, jumping at her full force. All that could be seen at that time was a blur-skulled-creature, red in hue.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 12:14 am
Finishing her little wish-upon-a-star routine, the lioness opened her eyes with a pleasant smile. She turned her head, for whatever reason (perhaps simple instinct) and that smile fell off her face instantly, replaced with widened eyes and a gaping mouth. The only thing she could think before the figure before her came crashing down upon her was that that devilish goddess had sent one of her terrible creatures after her again. Except this time, her friend was no where around to save her! Falling onto her back, in a rather dramatic and perfected damsel-in-distress motion, she brought a paw up to her face and simply readied herself as he fell upon her. It still didn't stop the cry as he landed, or the wiggling as she tried to shove him off in vain. This was the end, she was sure!
He wasn’t thinking about how she would react when he had attacked, so when she fell back in such a way he stopped himself for a momment and frowned. What the hell was wrong with her? Was she… slow or something? She was acting like it was a joke (It seemed to him)—this pissed him off. Here he was attacking her and all she could do was act faint and sob? Gods, she was already becoming a pain.
Snarling at her Kadaj snapped and held her down tightly, his claws running along her shoulders as he pinned her tightly back.
“Keep still!”
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 12:28 am
The ears of the female lowered as she heard the snarl, her body going instantly tense at his warning. What was he planning to do to her? Was he going to kill her? Inside, she began to panic, her eyes starting to brim with tears as she thought over all the possible terrible scenarios she could. She felts his claws on her shoulders and she grimaced, but kept her mouth shut out of fear he'd snap at her again.
"What are you doing?" she finally managed, trying to keep her voice from crying out as she did so. She was frightened, as she had a right to be, and she didn't even know what was happening.
His pale eyes gazed at her through his skull-mask, the darkness around them only made them pop out more as he closed the gap between them and spoke out to her in a raspy whisper, all of his weight shifting from on top of her. He wasn’t trying to kill her, just stun her- it would make dragging her home more easy.
“You need to keep your pretty little voice box closed or I will have to remove it will my claws- do you understand?”
He chuckled and ran a paw over her neck, his claws softly playing along her fur just enough to leave a tingly feeling behind. He adored her in a sick way, her fur, her… lack of… lack of… ‘reality’. Something about her, something inside of her… he felt he could relate to.
She would be his, she had to be. He picked her to take back home. Only her.
When mother told him to find a mate… she never told him it had to be out of love. No one ever explained how to do this kind of thing, anyway. He thought this was perfectly normal, what he was doing.
Kind of.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 12:42 am
Her eyes widened more at his words, if that were even possible, as she looked up at him. She wasn't even sure what he was, was he really even a lion under that terrible, haunting mask? He certainly looked like something that terrible goddess would cook up, only this time, it had flesh and bone, it wasn't just an illusion.
Swallowing down the lump in her throat, she nodded her head slowly. Although, as soon as she felt the claws in the fur of her neck, the tears that had begun to brim in her eyes poured down her cheeks and left wet tracks in the dusty blue-gray fur.
Maybe she should have listened to her father and not gone wandering out at night, and then this never would have happened.
“I swear to you this will only hurt for a moment.”
He was able to speak before he moved himself lower, his chest against her own as he held himself still for a moment, speaking out as softly as he possibly could.
“I swear it.”
With that he pushed himself up and knocked her in the stomach so hard it knocked her out, leaving no blood behind. Again, he was not here to harm her. If anything he wanted to freak her out to the point of fainting,--but that didn’t seem like it was going to happen… so… he had to take matters into his own hands.
He had knocked the wind out of her just long enough for him to grab her by the ruff of her neck, pulling her up and onto his back. Luckily for her he was able to carry her by back--he assumed being dragged by the neck would be very painful. She would thank him for this someday.
Now, with his prize gathered he set off again, making his way back home to the outlands.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 12:48 am
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