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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2018 6:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2018 7:26 pm
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It had only been moments before, a massive shadow had darkened the earth, passing over the herd below. The god smirked to himself, the malicious grin of a hunter spreading across his maw as he tracked his target.
The herd scattered, desperate to flee the darkness of the unseen predator. Such efforts would prove futile for one of them, there was no escape. The god might have laughed, taking pure pleasure in the fear and terror he inspired. Yes, that's right, run, your blood will taste that much sweeter when you fall...
DEATH FROM ABOVE!!
He pounced on his prey, talons extending to latch onto the beast's hide, fangs sinking into the soft throat. He delighted as it struggled in his grasp, even as it's heart failed and it took its breath. Delicious.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2018 2:30 pm
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"Anywhere there is life, there is conflict."
Not to mention the conflict he'd just spread by scaring the s**t out of that herd of prey beasts and claiming one of their number. He did so enjoy the hunt. For him, it was not just about food, it was about the pure pleasure of spreading fear and terror in the creatures he hunting, in savoring the last breath as life drained from the beast in his claws, the taste of blood in his jaws.
"If you must know, I saw a herd, I was hungry, so I hunted."
He snorted, not that it was of any concern of hers. He was a god, he had wings, he went where he wanted whenever he wanted. And when he was done with his hunt, he would fly off somewhere else and find something else to occupy his time.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2018 6:21 pm
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"Hopefully not anytime soon!"
Tanaka's gaze narrowed, an irritated snort as he watched the goddess leave. Finally, he thought she'd never shut up and go away. Annoying, he hoped he'd never have to hear her bad puns again. He supposed he could have tolerated her company, not that he'd ever admit that out loud, except...no, nope, he'd have thrown more than a bone at her head if he'd had to listen to more of her so called jokes.
The god grumbled, taking a final bite of his prey before rising to his own paws and leaving what was left for the vultures. Wings spread, he took to the sky, making certain to fly AWAY from the goddess.
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