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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 1:42 pm
The cool night air felt good against Ghostpaw's bright blue, somewhat transparent hide as he and his mate stalked the forest for prey. So far they had not had much luck, but the night was young and there were many creatures out in the forest. His hunger called for Soquili, but any animal would do, so long as he got the larger share as was his right.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 5:11 pm
Rishy walked on silent paws alert for any sound or smell that might bring her her next meal. she had not eaten for quite a while and was ready to take down just about anything for food. she was positioned on the left of ghostpaw ans slightly behind him. the sound of their movements, foot fall and careful breathing, was dominant in her ears, but something else caught her attention. something was breathing, slow and controlled, as if it was trying to stay quiet. Rishy stopped and looked to her left. she could barely make out a shape that was far off. the trees broke up its outline so she could not tell what kind of creature it was.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:41 pm
Ghostpaw rumbled low in his throat, almost covering up the sound of his stomach's own growling. He'd sensed movement around him, but hadn't pinpointed it yet. The fact that his mate had found the prey first made him grin and reminded him why he kept her around besides spawning young.
Moving past her, he darted into the brush to discover a rather terrified deer there. Not giving the doe a chance to run, Ghostpaw pounced on the poor creature and ripped into her, growling as Rishy came near.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:52 pm
Rishy had taken off after him but let him make the kill. she sneered as he tore into her meal. greedy beast, she would be lucky if he even thought to save any for her. Rishy approached with her head down and ears flat to her head. her hackles raised as a low growl cam from deep in her throat. it was not threatening, just more of a reminder that she wanted to eat also. something stirred in her stomach. it wasent hunger, just an odd turning. she stopped and pondered the feeling, but it had left as soon as it came.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:41 am
Ghostpaw lifted his head and snarled at the mare, blood dripping from his muzzle. He moved back from the carcass, though, allowing the mare to come forward and eat. There was something different about her that he just couldn't place and his base instincts told him to back off and let her have more than usual. For now, he'd wait his turn.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 11:58 am
Rishy stepped forward and began to eat. she ripped at the fresh meat. the smell and taste reminded her of just how hungry she was so she began to eat faster. it felt like she had not eaten for weeks! the warm flesh felt good in her slowly filling stomach. all of the sudden she stopped and looked at ghostpaw. she felt something churning inside her. Rishy doubled over and threw-up at ghostpaws feet. the bile in her mouth made her feel even worse and she threw-up again. it was so unexpected, she did not know what to say, so she just stared dumbly at her mate.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:10 pm
Ghostpaw stepped back in disgust, ears flattening back. "That was a waste." He nudged the mare out of the way to finish his meal lest she try to vomit all of the meat back up. She could eat what she'd thrown back up for all he cared, but she wasn't ruining more of his meat.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:21 pm
Rishy let herself be pushed aside and watched her mate as he ate. something felt weird. she could not shake that odd feeling that seemed to be growing inside of her. Rishy hardly ever threw-up, and never because of meat. in fact the last time she lost her lunch in such a crude fashion was when she was just a kitten, and she had been terribly sick at the time. the meat before her looked realy good. but she doubt her stupid selfish mate would let her have any more. she sneered at him in disgust. but then a thought crossed her mind. "Ghostpaw?" she stopped it couldnt be that...but just incase..."when was the last time we..." she let the sentence hang and looked at him with narrowed eyes, not angry, more inquisitive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:48 pm
The stallion shrugged, giving a soft grunt and not looking up as he continued to eat. Breeding was breeding; he didn't exactly keep track of when. The only things that usually ever crossed his mind was eating and where the next meal was coming from, or trying to fill that bottomless void inside him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 2:43 pm
Rishy snarled and jumped at Ghostpaw with her claws fully extended. she wasent really aiming at anything in particular, more of just trying to get him to stop eating for a second and pay attention to her. his shrug-it-off attitude was realy pissing her off.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 2:54 pm
Ghostpaw looked up and snapped at her, stepping back with a growl. "What is it this time?" He frowned, wondering what bug crawled up his mate's a** now.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 3:14 pm
"im pregnant you fool!" as she said it she knew it was true. the odd feelings were the beginnings of new life growing inside of her. she did not know wether to be pleased or horrified so, instead of choosing it was easier to be angry. she growled and looked back at her own belly. how much longer till she would not be able to hunt. the real horrifying thought was that she would have to rely on ghostpaw for food.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 3:36 pm
Great. More mouths to feed instead of his own. On the plus side, progeny would help hunt when they were old enough. He shrugged again at his own internal dialogue and moved aside, gesturing for Rishy to help herself to the kill. "Eat. You'll need it."
Ignoring his own hunger for now, he went to lie down a few feet away, watching his mate and keeping alert for anything that might wander up while their guard was down. "How long till the cubs?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 4:01 pm
goodness its about time he showed her some respect. she went to the deer and ate, not even caring if there would be any left for ghost. he had eaten enough. Rishy answered his question in-between bites. "give it...a month or two...cant be certain though....maybe more." jeesh what did he think she was psychic.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 4:41 pm
Ghostpaw just rumbled a bit. They'd need a proper den to raise the foals in until they were old enough to be on their own. He wasn't keen on that. Foals were weak little things, but they were his spawn and they would hunt for him when they were older. "When you finish eating, we should find a suitable cavern."
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