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 Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 6:19 pm
 None of this seemed even remotely familiar to the western alpha. He stayed low, creeping through the foreign foilage with a certain waryness. Gethin, though not used to keeping such a submissive disposition, did not want to start a feud. All he wanted--all he needed--was food.
Despite where he had looked, he had not found any source of 'food'. So he had continued to move eastern, following the healthy scents as he got closer to the new territory. It had been nearly five days since he had last fed, and the lord of darkness was verging on hunger desperation.
Gethin's amber eyes gleamed gold in the shadows of the trees, glancing about as he stopped. He smelled the air, trying to locate nearby prey. Surely, surely there was something...
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 2:25 pm
Julio's ribs heaved up and down as panted, desperate for air. He'd just been out run by his pray once again! Coughing a sickening sound, Julio gagged. He was getting sick and weak from hunger and exhaustion. It'd been two weeks sense he'd eaten anything decent sized. His head thudded as it hit the ground. This would probably be his last night in this territory. He'd leave and go back to the neutral lands, where prey is more common. He hacked again, his body shuddering with pain.
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 5:22 pm
Gethin's ears flickered up, listening carefully. He raised his mussle, carefully smelling the air. The sickly scent reached his senses, and a small grin grew on his face. Perhaps, he could get his meal, and get back to his territory before nightfall...
The western helix stayed low in the green grass, creeping towards the source of the ill animal, amber eyes nearly glowing in animalistic excitement.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 11:44 am
Julio was nearly about to slip under unconsciousness when he got the faint sense he wasn't alone. Maybe the creatures around him had come to see and laugh at his pitifully poor state. He didn't care anymore. If he could just last one more night, he would be just fine. His trembling form was just moments from sleep...finally...
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 2:29 pm
Gethin approached quietly, his golden eyes gleaming in the shadows. It had yet to register that this was another Helix, and all he seemed to see was his next meal. He eyed the nearly asleep life infront of him, from his place behind a bush. Perhaps, this would be easier then he had thought. Creeping closer still, his muscles tensed in apprehension; before leaping, fangs bared.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 11:37 am
Julio heard the sound of a pounce and his eyes shot open, just in time to see a flash of black, white, silver, and gleaming fangs. He didn't, however, have time to work up a scream just before the creature was on him and sinking their fangs into his weak and sick body.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 2:55 pm
Gethin's senses seemed to be the only thing that was properly functioning. The bitter sweet life nectar brought the angry roaring of the primal hunger in him to come to an ease, and none too soon. The dark alpha stepped away from his kill, cleaning himself as the glow of his eyes slowly faded, and Gethin came back to a presence of mind, unaware of the events that had just occured, and what had been his 'dinner'.
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