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 Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 9:59 am
 Under the blanket of twilight, Dominica carefully picked her way through the woods. Fear had her heart racing within her chest, her green eyes darting from one shadow to another. She never liked the dark. Never knew what might be lurking in those shadows...
A bird's high pitched squawk had the dainty mare leaping into the air, her wings fluttering. When she realized that it was indeed just a bird, she settled back on the ground. Chastising herself over jumping over such a small thing as her cheeks heat up.
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips as she continued her track through the woods. Things would be better once she got out of this shadow filled place. Hopefully.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 1:43 pm
Rishy cursed as a bird above her gave off an alarm. she jumped up and snatched it out of the lower branches of the tree before it could make any farther noise. she killed it and shoved it under a bush so that she could find it later. her real prey was a flutter mare who had conveniently pranced into the woods. Rishy laughed silently to herself, stupid thing should know better than to walk around after dark.
she was close to the mare now, claws of hunger raked the inside of her stomach. it had been a week after she left her friend Nightling, and almost a month since she had had a proper meal. the flutter gave off a sweet scent that made her mouth water. she followed the mare till they were deeper into the forest, were the shadows were thicker. Rishy quickly made her way till she was ahead of the mare, using the shadows and bushes for cover. she stepped out infront of the mare blocking her path and smiled. "hello there, are you lost?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 1:57 pm
She could do this. Yeah, no problem...
Dominica tensed as some shadows seemed to come to life. But they weren't shadows, they were something much worse. The gleaming fangs, and that black pelt covering this other mare's form. She could only be one thing, a Skinwalker. A creature her father had repeatedly warned her and her sister about when they were fillies.
Unbidden, her legs moved, one step at a time, backwards.
"I-I...uh...uhm.. sorry?" squeaked out Dominica, her mind unable to piece together coherent thoughts in the cloud of fear that blanketed it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 11:18 pm
Rishy laughed, not a cold or dark laugh, but just a laugh. the mares reaction was only to be expected. her claws impatiently kneaded the earth ready to tear at the mares flesh, but there was no reason to be hasty. she took a step towards the mare. she could smell its fear, a smell that made her grin wickedly. "if you are lost i can help you, i know these woods very well." and she did, there was no chance that anyone would escape through a short cut or by hiding.
the only thing that slightly worried Rishy was that the girl had wings. she had seen her float on them, but could she actually fly? Rishy enjoyed seeing the mares fear and desperately wanted to see more, but if the mare could fly...this situation had to be handled with great care. she took another step towards the mare.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:25 pm
Dominica matched each of Rishy's steps with one of her own, continuing to backtrack. She wanted to bolt, her body screamed at her to let it bolt, but she didn't. Not yet. A rational part of her mind still remained and said that if she just ran, the beast would leap that much sooner.
"I uh, gn." Words had failed her, so all Dominica could do was wildly shake her head. Maybe this huntress had already eaten? Maybe.. it would let her go?
The rational part of her mind said that it was nonsense, but the frightened part of her mind clung to the nonsensical hope.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 2:45 pm
Rishy enjoyed watching the mare stumble for words. it filled her with an odd sense of belonging and purpose. she grinned, all of her razor sharp teeth glittering under her smile. this mare was going to be an easy meal. "well if you are not lost, then you are were you are supposed to be. and that is right hear, trembling in front of me, soon to be in my stomach!" without warning Rishy leaped at the mare, her mouth wide open, the snarl of a hunter ripping through the air. her claws out stretched as she aimed right for the mares throat. she was hungry, no sense in fooling around.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 4:23 pm
Screeching in terror, the little flutter mare flapped her wings with all her might as she leaped backwards to escape the fangs, but failing to fully escape the claws. Her face twisted in a wince as she felt the others claws rake over her chest.It hurt, but she couldn't take the time to gauge how bad the wound might be. Now was the time to run, so she did just that.
Desperate cries for help poured out of the mare's mouth as she turned to run, weaving around trees to try and dissuade the hunter. Glancing to the tree tops to look through an area with thinned foliage where she might be able to fly to safety, but it all looked to thick.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 5:05 pm
Rishy laughed at the mare cries of terror. she ran with all the grace of a cat as she chased after the mare. the mare was nimble and light on her feet, but Rishy was fast. she could smell the mares blood from the cuts she had made, so it was easy to follow were her prey was headed. Rishy did not think to much about the situation, and let the hunger and blootlust drive her to run faster. she quickly caught up and ran along side the mare, dodging trees and shrubs as she got close enough to try and bite at the mares ankles. she hoped to get a hold of a leg, for a prey with a broken leg makes for easy hunting. Rishy could not stop herself from laughing. she had forgotten how much fun this could be.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:10 pm
It was difficult for Dominica to concentrate on avoiding those snapping teeth and various obstacles. Every now then she would leap, her wings fluttering as a squeal of terror ripped from her lips. But, this time, she leaped too late.
Her squeal was cut off as she desperately sucked in air, the pain of teeth digging into a hind leg chasing her breath away. Reacting on instinct, she kicked out at the hunter with her free hind leg out of hopes of knocker her off the captured one.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:35 pm
Rishy felt the mares hoof connect with her face. the pain and impact caused her to let go of the leg. she stopped for a second and shook the stars from her vision, but the fresh smell of blood quickly blocked out all pain she was feeling. she grinned a huge grin and took off after her prey. "little one oh little one ill put you to sleep. little one oh little one nestled in my teeth." she sang the verse in a haunted tone as she caught up to the source of the smell of blood. Rishy was right behind her and leapt for the mares hind quarters. if she aimed right then she would land right on the mare. her claws were extended, ready to dig into the mares hide.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 12:04 pm
Upon having her leg freed, Dominica tried to continue with her running, but it was useless. With each step she could feel the damaged leg trembling, preparing to give out. She tried to balance most of her weight on her three good legs, but they couldn't take it. Tears pricked at the mare's green eyes as streams of warm blood ran down her damaged leg and chest. Adrenalin being the only thing blocking the pain from her pain at the moment.
Will I die here?
The thought echoed within her mind, along with the eerie singing of the the skinwalker that pursued her. A sob fell from her mouth as her front leg became ensnared in a root, sending her tumbling to the ground even as Rishy leaped.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 1:11 pm
the mare seemed to fall to the ground at just the right time for Rishy to miss her. Rishy landed elegantly, her feet hardly making a noise. she turned around slowly as she stood up straight. the mare had tripped over a root, lucky. with a damaged leg and excessive bleeding, her prey wasent going anywere, Rishy had won. she chuckled and walked right up to the mare. this had been fun, but she was starving, it was time to end this. "dont worry, your life will help me live...ill make it quick." Rishy once again lunged at the throat of her prey, mouth wide open ready to feel the hot blood that would come out of a soon to be torn jugular.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:28 pm
Dominica cringed, pressing to the ground as Rishy flew by over head. She paid no mind to the hunter, instead her gaze was locked onto her trapped leg. Even if she could get it free, it would be useless. She would be lucky if it hadn't broken during the fall.
Her gaze flew back to the lunging hunter, and without thought, her body reacted with the only way of escape she had left. Green eyes squeezed shut as the mare shrunk until she was barely larger than a butterfly. Taking refuge under the very root which just moments before could have been a tool in her demise.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 2:19 pm
her mouth snapped shut on what should have been the mares throat, but she got nothing but air. Rishy landed on the root that had held the mare captive not moments ago, and looked around frantically. her eyes searching for her prey that seemed to dissappear into thin air. "were are you!" she growled in anger and frustration. the mare was no were to be found. Rishy heard a rustle in the trees above her and looked up to see a leaf fall. she laughed and jumped up to the first branch and started to swiftly climb the tree using her claws to help pull up her weight. "think you can just fly away with your little wings" she began to search through the tree tops for the mare that had supposedly flew up there.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 2:52 pm
Pain coursed through Dominica as she dragged her battered body deeper into the interwoven roots. Shudders racked through her body, caused by the strain of staying small since it was not something she often did, as she took shelter beneath the very tree. She held her breath and used a particularly fat root for support while watching. Waiting.
Would she be found?
She prayed not. She knew that she couldn't take much more. Her body was ready to give out and she was certain that she had lost too much blood. Darkness began to encroach on her vision and her focus began to wane. It felt as if wads of cotton were wrapped around her mind.
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