[PRP] Friendly Challenges (Demon and Santeria)

[Syaoran-Puu]

Demon had been pacing the spot he had agreed with Santeria that he would meet her.... but typically she was late. His eyes drifted to the sun, it had already moved a little from the 'overhead' possition they had agreed. He snorted, what did he expect? Yet even with his frustration growing he couldn't blame her, and in fact he probably needed her.... needed this. It was a great opportunity to keep his skills sharp, especially since San didn't have anything against taking a bite out of his rump should he annoy her..... so different than when he was with Cherish.

He grunted, mumbling to himself; "Where is she?" At he did yet another figure of eight around two trees. Demon's eyes lowered to the ground to find he had worn a faint path into the earth.....  

[Pollack]

Santeria had not been late in vain, with the spot that they had agreed upon left the kalona mare quite the flight from her cave home. One she would have liked to started making hours ago if her damned raven who she now used as a alarm clock had not 'Changed the time for her own good.' Own good her a**! Ugh, hopefully the stupid little thing would enjoy it's broken wing. However Santeria had not been that late by the time she arrived, the opportunity to watch her rival Demon squirm as he paced was something at least she could not turn down. Now the amusement had passed, it was getting boring watching him do the same figure eight around the two trees. She was hoping for at least a hoof stomp! Oh what blackmail it would be to see the great Demon acting like a spoiled foal.

Finally with one swift flick of her bouncing curls her glowing light pink eyes came into view from behind their dark veil. Her head tilted back to break off a twig carefully from the tree she had been resting in. If he wanted to know where she was so badly why not give him the answer? Her feral grin widened as she tossed the twig at him, aiming for the target that in her mind was placed on the back of his head. One of her bat wings folded over to rest under her chin as she watched the show below her. "Looking for sssomeone, Fangsss?"

 

[Syaoran-Puu]

Demon had been about to complete yet another figure of eight when something struck him to the back of the head, he grunted and growled as he looked to the ground in time to see a twig bounce. Instantly he turned his head in the direction it had come. Eyes scanning for the source that was moments later revealed by the appearance of glowing pink eyes and the addition of a voice he had come to know all too well. Santeria.

Eventhough he always expected such 'pranks' from her it did not stop him from huffing and flashing his teeth. "Being bored to death more like it." He stared steadily at her. "You're late...." San was probably the only creature alive that he wouldn't kill for the use of her pet name for him -Fangs, though he had to admit he wasn't entirely sure why that was.... even his sister wouldn't have dared to do so, but perhaps that was it? San had balls and a bark that was as sharp as her bite.

He growled again, turning his head from her as he snarled at the ground. It took all of Demon's control to remind himself it was far more fun to play these games with San than it was to kill her..... most of the time at least. Calmer he returned his gaze. "Shall we sexy?" Even if he wasn't about to take a chunk out of San he at least had the prospect of taking a chunk out of something else. He licked his lips, before closing more of the gap between himself and his rival.  

[Pollack]

A teasing cackle rang from her as the twig bounced from his head. Pranks had never been a big thing with her till she was older, her voodoo practices and dreams drove her to be a queen in the subject, even if her tainted blood didn't allow her to use the black magic kalonas were said to have. Compared to her long going tricks and pranks she pulled on innocent fools coming to her for help a stick to the head seemed light on San's part. Sadly she knew that there was a limit with Demon, these little pranks kept her amusement up yet just hit the peak of his bullshit level before he would start attacking her in backlash.

Popping her lips into a pout she folded her wing so that it set it's tip over where her heart would be in her chest. "Oh, you poor thing. My heart goesss out to you, truly it doesss." With a shrug of her shoulders she let her body slip from the tree branch it had been lounging across. Flaring her wings as she dropped down ended with her not only righting herself so her hooves landed first but allowed for a softer landing than would have been giving if she merely fell from the tree like some retarded animal. "Whoopsss? Clearly, Fangsss, you need to learn the meaning of fassshionably late." San knew she was late, she knew it would piss Demon off, but that was the just plain fun of it. If you weren't going to test the ropes then why even bother jumping? "I'm honessstly right on time."

Her spiked tail swished behind her much like a cat's would when it was pleased as she stepped forward towards him. Tsk tsk, honestly he knew better by now then to give her such ammo to use against him! Must she always use her bark and drive into his thick head the idea that she could turn anything, even a complement to her, into taunting jibe? Clearly she had to, it's a good thing she was in a playful mood today. "Yesss, I'm ready to go. Though I'm not sssure about the sssexy part, you may have to work on yourssself to be at that level." Flashing her fanged grin at him as her body brushed past his, heading into the forest to begin this game they had agreed upon.

 

[Syaoran-Puu]

Demon snapped his teeth at her but made no move to attack.... he would get his revenge, but in something that would make her sulk. He would win their little game. He licked his lips in anticipation... hunting had always been a pleasure, and a challenge about their kills was certainly something that interested him. Points for difficulty and for number.... he would be having his fill of raw meat this day.

"Whoops...." he repeated and rolled his eyes, waiting for her to pass before slapping her rump with his tail and turning to join her. He usually did such things simply to annoy her mate... he had no interest in claiming Santeria, for she was not his and nor did he wish to make it so, but that mate of hers... well, it was fun annoying him, especially since he usually punished her. Though part of Demon hoped that one day the other kalona stallion might actually address him directly, that would be a good fight. He snarled. Demon enjoyed a good fight, it made him feel alive.... even if it had been Lana'thel that had first taught him to fight he liked to think that since then he had made his moves his own.

"Just get a move on with those pretty little legs of yours will you? Or are you hoping that you can delay it enough that I will grow old and you can finally beat me?" In truth they were usually evenly matched, with an equal number of wins and losses... but that didn't mean that Demon had to admit to it. No, it far more fun to taunt her.

He flashed his own fanged grin, though did hiss slightly as she brushed past him... it was a move he hated, since it always had the same effect on his body. The hairs on his neck stood on edge and the muscles in his legs tightened ready for a fight, he hated that just a simple move had such power over him. The move also delayed his own start for their games, and it took a moment for him to shake the feeling and focus on the task at hand. He growled, the noise low and deep, as he lowered himself to the ground, counted to three and sped off.

Running was so freeing.  

[Pollack]

Santeria's right eye twitched twice when he slapped her rump quite hard with his tail. Ah ha! There was the playful side of Demon she knew was in there. Now if only she could keep that side of him out for the rest of their little game, it would make it so much more rewarding to beat him when he was like that. Though her bad boy would no doubt be angry about the smell of another man on her body, as well as the mark that would be set on her rump. Thankfully she had already told him where she would be for the day, by now the man knew Demon's scent and why he wouldn't be happy about it he wouldn't go so ape s**t over finding Demon's mark on San. Sucked for Demon since he did most of his more outgoing actions just to tick off San's mate.

Her spiked tail flicked up as she made her last steps away from Demon, with the curl in her tail normally hiding just how long it was it came as a shock to most when she reached out fully with it that even if the rest of her body wasn't touching Demon her tail could still come up to make a small cut right under his chest. It was payback for the new red mark that was going to shine on her rump.

With a short cackle San paused behind him to lift a leg up. She may have not been as big and powerful with brute strength but for her small size she had a lot of muscle, muscle that had been polished carefully so that San could easily take down larger prey and enemies once she wore them out and could hit their kill spots. Why it wasn't the most powerful or respected way to take down a kill, it worked for her. "I'm not the one ssstanding around like a bump in the log. I think you've finally gone sssenile with your old age. I better haul you off to the sssskinwalker tree to be torn to piecesss sssince I know the real Fangsss would jussst hate to have to lossse with every game he played!" She gave a pregnant pause as her lips pursed before forming a sinister grin. If one was close enough they could hear a low, rumbling purr coming from her throat. "Of cooooursssse...you could ssshow me that you are worth keeping alive."

With that final taunt being said Demon lowered himself to the ground before taking off. With a lazy gaze she watched from over her shoulder with amusement as he shot passed her into the trees at his top speed to start the game off. My, my. He was going to run out of gas soon if he did not slow down his pace. Flipping her hair back into it's normal place to hide her glowing eyes San lifted her wings before taking off as well to follow Demon. She knew he could go a while, but just like their normal games if he did not have a good catching time in the very start once he started to tire, San would start banging the kills out, letting her catch up and (Hopefully) win!

 

[Syaoran-Puu]

Demon had let out a hiss when she attacked him under his chest with his tail, it wasn't so much from the pain but the thought of his own blood trickling onto his sashes or his flesh... he hated the scent of his own blood, had done ever since his time with Lana'thel, of course it wasn't something he shared lightly, even with his rival Santeria. No, for the most part Demon would rather she believed that he hissed because it stung.

When her words reached his ears he simply grinned, there was no point speaking... they both knew that actions spoke louder than words.

A safe distance away from San, Demon slowed his pace, keen to keep up enough of his energy for the actual hunt. His ears twitched, something was lurking near by. Glowing white eyes twirled around the forest with great skill as the located the sources silently, his breathing shallow and quite, his heart softly thumping within his chest.... to the west was two rabbits and close to them was a fox stalking them... a triple shot. His grin widened as he made his plan of attack, though even as he did was almost sure that San would interfer.... she had way of always interfering with his carefully laid plans, not that he often made them. Out of the pair he was more of the act first, growl and speak later while San was sly intelligence, cunning and thinking. The ying to his yang.  

[Pollack]

San's purr only grew when the sent of his blood hit her nose once she made her way past where he had been standing. Inhaling deeply a soft shudder ran through her at the spicy scent of his strong kalona and mutant blood made her mouth drool. It was a weakness San made very clear to those she enjoyed feeding from; she adored lapping up the spicy and tainted blood of the darker breeds. It was her own version of candy. She had long since taken many of her past friends, pets, and sometimes family members had become temporary food for her. Still nothing to her could live up to the blood of a male like her bad boy or Demon. By the end of this night hopefully if she was lucky she could snatch some away from him, even if he seemed to hold a distance for his blood being split. Strange as it was San couldn't figure out why yet. It couldn't have been from fear of blood or the pain since she knew better than that. He could try and hide it with that from other people by San knew him too well.

Her body moved from the way Demon went, heading off to the source of a lovely rapid musky scent that she had smelled why flying over head. A scent in fact that she knew could only come from a rabid wolf. Sliding her dark body into the hole that the scent was coming from she bent down to move into a crawl. Oh good! The foaming beast was sleeping, all the better for her to kidnap it. She carefully wrapped her tail over the sleeping wolf as she set her mouth and head at the back of it's neck, she didn't want to get bitten by some ill wolf! With a final snap she scooped up the wolf and bit into the back of it's neck to keep it's head from moving too much. Hauling both herself and the wolf out of the hole she adjusted the snapping wolf in her tail. Now to go ruin Demon's plans. Where was that spiked boy?

It didn't take her long to find him, stalking two rabbits and a fox? Come now, Demon. He could have started better. Oh welllll~! Time to ruin his plans. Lifting her wings she got ready. 3...2...1! Dropping the wolf at the same time she flared her large gray wings, her small body lifted in the air before shooting towards Demon like a bullet faster than the wolf could keep up. Her body plowed into his side, knocking him back into the safety and darkness of the trees as her wolf went after anything it could; which happened to be Demon's own little meal of the two rabbits and the fox. Grinning like a mad woman she lifted her head from his fur to watch the show, her normal low purr coming through her throat. "I think I jussst got a head ssstart~"

 

[Syaoran-Puu]

Demon found himself distracted, his attention turning as suddenly as his head did towards San and her own prey... what the hell was the woman playing at? He growled, giving away his position at the same time San's little wolf charged towards the rabbits sending them and the Fox hiding once more in the forest. Great. Now he was not only behind in their game BUT his prey had got away too.

"Seems so," he grumbled, glaring at her a moment longer before stalking off into the shadows again.

He felt menacing in the darkness, the perfect accessory for his mood. If she was going to play dirty small prey was simply not going to cut it! He needed wolves, wildcats, bears.... anything with teeth and claws and the inclination to fight back! He growled. San being a head did not put him in a good mood..... not at all.

Trees passed, shadows, darkness, branches creaked and swoshed.

He stilled, ears twitching as a new sound broke into his the clouded arena of his mind. Something was near... something large. He smiled, and silently looked around.... this was about to get interesting.  

[Pollack]

A loud, taunting cackle was her only reply she gave to the very grumpy kalona she was laying on before rolling her body off of him, resting on her belly as he got up. "Run, ruun, ruuun~ Oh little prey, Fangsss can't catch ssshit when there isss a villianesss in hisss way~!" Did that little tune make any sense at all? Well no, not in the least bit. But that wasn't the point of it, the point was one to piss of Demon even more, since he was just so uber fun all huffy, and two she was damn happy and she felt like singing! That's reason enough for her!

Flipping her hair back to cover her glowing, bright pink eyes she got up herself has Demon stalked off into the night without another word. Tsk, tsk. Kill joys always stomp right over bonus points! Lifting her wings she hopped off, heading into the deep forest where game and other hunters were making the rounds.

However, has time passed on her quest San's lips grew more and more into a displeased pout. Ugh! Where WAS the good prey? Honestly! Yes, she had manged to catch and stomp a few rabbits, a bird, and one turtle but s**t like that was small fry. She needed something big, something that could fight back and would give her a run for her money. Something...that would give slow poke Fangs a slap in his face. It would also be nice if that statement could be literal if he pushed her buttons enough.

Wrinkling her scarred nose up in distaste she paused in her silent steps. Ugh! What was that smell? San wasn't one to normally be turned off by a stench seeing how her whole house smelled like rotting flesh, however, this smell...it was one of the one's she hated and it only came from one thing; a catwalker. Where ever one roamed around they scented with the nastiest smelling stuff! However a catwalker surely was a big score, the only problem was taking down one. It would be easy enough to track with the scent lingering where ever it roamed, and not many other wildcats smelled as bad as a real catwalker. But if it changed into it's full sized Soquili form? Eesh, even San could be in trouble with that. For once Demon would have the upper hand in a battle like that with his large form and brute strength. He could easily just over power and pin the beast down to kill it via it's air way in it's neck. San couldn't with her smaller than normal size. She was built for long runs and stalks, wearing out the prey till it just couldn't go on anymore and she could go for the kill. In an all out battle of who can push who around more San lost most battles, her muscles just being no match for most who dared to challenge her. She would have to be careful on this and hope that this pay off would be worth the trouble for sure!

San had to try though, this game just wasn't any fun without risks! She just hoped that Demon wouldn't find the catwalker before she did.

 

[Syaoran-Puu]

Demon had managed to snag bag and tag a few 'minor' kills. A few rabbits, a mouse of some description, two vole or mole like creatures that he only killed to be a service to the world -ugly little buggars- and a bear cub. Which of course led him to his current situation... one pissed off Mama bear!

He lunched back onto his hind legs, a mocking pose of the creature that was threating to drool all over him... he supposed he should have been afraid... oh wait, he was bigger and badder and about to kick her arse! He grinned, his extended teeth looking all the more menacing... "I would be happy to send you to the same place as your cub, I know you are dying of embarassment.... did you hear him whine? How pathetic." He spat out the taunt, waiting for the challenge, wanting the pain that would surely ring through his body as the beast attacked him.

The beast slashed at him. A thrill rumbled through his blood stream, he felt alive... if only he could find some way to bottle up this feeling... ah well, he would simply have to keep killing to keep feeling this alive! He waited, letting the beast wear itself out a bit before he made his own move.

It happened so fast. A movement of legs, teeth, wings and blood. And when the deed was done Demon roared in triumph. He licked his lips, enjoying the bit of flesh he had ripped from the bears throat. Delicious. And still warm... just how he liked it.

Demon's heart was racing in his chest, and he licked the blood from around his mouth he tried to figure which direction to go in next... Mama bear and cub often meant a papa bear... and when he revealed what he had just done? Well... game on! That was of course before his nose picked up the familar scent of Santeria even over the blood... she always smelt.... well, he didn't know a word to describe it but knew it instantly. "What took you so long San?" He licked his li[s to enthasis his last kill. The bear crumpled and bloody at his feet. "I know how much you love bear." Oh, he did enjoy taunting her!