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 Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:37 am
 A mongoose peeks out of his burrow. He sniffs the air once, twice. Inches his lithe body out of his dwelling and sniffs the air again. Snorts quietly and starts off for the nearest bush. He does not sense a predator nearby.
How very wrong he is.
Snap!
A clean break of the neck. The mongoose didn't have time to even realize his own demise. Love licked her lips happily, tasting the drops of blood left on her teeth, and tore into the small body. She had sniffed out this burrow quite a while ago, and had patiently waited downwind for the right time to strike. Her sharp ears alerted her of the exact moment her prey decided that the coast was clear and dropped his guard.
Nevertheless, Love felt a pang of dissatisfaction. This was the fifth time this week she had to resort to sniffing out the lair of her prey instead of chasing after it in a full-fledged hunt. Her blindness prevented her from long and drawn-out chases, as she was powerless if the scent trail went cold or got mixed up with stronger odors.
Love paused in her meal, lifting her head from the ground and chewing slowly as she started to think. The only option that came to mind was to pair up with somebody else, who could aid her with directions if need be. If she wanted the thrill of an out-right chase before she honed her senses even further, which would take quite some time, she would need to find a partner.
But where could she find a good hunting partner?
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 4:30 am
Madder had been watching.
Madder had been watching for some time now. When first she had appeared upon these grounds, he had taken the stillness and strike to be her way. He did not investigate, the varying methods of fellow hunters were of no concern to him. The light had fallen differently one evening, painting gleam and shadow upon the blue eyescale, then he had known the narrow line could not open. He did not investigate, it was of no more concern to him. But her reappearance persisted, and over time, he began watching, where she could not.The_Great_Book_Wyrm Aah here I finally am! QAQ Up to you if she senses him there, or if she ruminates for a bit more before he gives himself away. <3
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2014 5:40 am
Suddenly, Love snapped out of her musings. She straightened her ears and drew in a deep breath through her nose. Her natural instincts as well as her sense of smell told her one thing - she was being watched.
She has noticed the other kin observing her a time ago, always at the very periphery of her consciousness. The other did not seem to have any malicious intent towards her, and so she minded her own business, willing to move on if the other showed any sign of anger or discomfort at her being here.
Love respected a hunter's territory.
But her recent musings brought her to another option. Love decided to contact with the other. Perhaps form a mutually beneficial arrangement. Wordlessly, she ripped a limb off of the mongoose's carcass and gently shoved it in the direction of the silent observer. She decided that the other was not one for useless words and frivolous greetings. If the other wished it, the other would approach; if not, then not. It was no skin off of her nose.
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