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cannibalistic conundrum / roxanne - Orion - 02-20-2020 [table][tr][td][/td][td][/td][td][/td][td][/td][/tr][/table] As dusk came quick, the pirates of The Typhoon began to wander back into the quarters. Raymond followed them aimlessly, trying to guide himself towards the seaside homes. Someone told him there was a beach home nearby that he was welcome to take while he vacationed away from Tanglewood. After all, being an ambassador had its perks. Despite being offered a place, their information was lackluster. He had no idea what the house looked like, nor it’s position. There was nothing the large panther could do besides lurk around. The stars creeped into the night sky. Lights flickered on within the houses, but one home remained in the shadows. Gigantic paws sauntered over to it’s tan deck, observing the place closer. Windows were covered by thick curtains, making the inside unknown to him, and the place reeked of death. For a moment, he dearly considered his options. The tropical climate did not bring a freezing winter, but it was still rather cold. Ultimately, Raymond felt himself floating towards the door. There was no going back now. As the door creaked open, hazel eyes peered in. The unknown stench leeched out from the doorway, causing him to momentarily jerk back and retch. With no other option than to risk being pulled in by the waves, the jet black feline wandered in further with a narrowed gaze and low expectations. In no time, he spotted it. In the corner, horned figure was hanging over a limp feline. Guts sprawled out on the floor aimlessly as the stranger mauled through the unnamed feline’s chest. Blood coddled their paws and dripped from their maw casually. Widened eyes watched in dismay. A shaky paw stepped backwards, but the floor underneath yowled out to alert Roxanne of his position. Frozen in shock, there were only three words he could say. ”What the fuck...” [member=901]ROXANNE R.[/member] Re: cannibalistic conundrum / roxanne - ROXANNE R. - 02-21-2020 [glow=white,1,400]I LOVE YOU, CANNIBAL QUEEN ! — 。+゚.[/glow]
Plip. Plip. Plip. She had gotten a taste, a few bites out of the dire wolf that had attacked her, and it sickened her but she couldn't deny that she had missed it. Roxanne didn't even know what made the taste of it so tempting, so good, and the way it made the roof of her mouth salivate. She was so sure the flesh of the dire wolf had satisfied her cannibalistic cravings but they only grew worse, it had been two years since she had eaten anyone and she was afraid of probably losing sight of everything and eating the wrong person or gaining unwanted attention. The thought made her shiver in bed that night as her mismatched gaze rested onto her creamy paws, she wasn't able to find sleep that night. Her mind crammed with several thoughts, a soft breath would leave her maw as she rose to her paws carefully not wanting to put any weight on her broken limb. Her ears buzzed slightly as she stood there for a few moments remembering how she had torn into the lupine alive, how the adrenaline had gone through her body and the excitement of the moment encouraging her to keep going. It wasn't long before her heart began to race in her chest with panic, she didn't want to hurt anyone here so without anyone noticing she had crept out into the night did her paws lead her to the place where she had gotten attacked. Predatory instinct taking control of her mind, grappling it like several small claws, as she could feel all of her thoughts being pushed to the farthest part of her mind with only a single thought present; hungry. It didn't take long for her to find a unsuspecting creature, they fought for a bit before Roxanne had placed her large paw on their head making sure to press their face into the soil underneath them, she could feel them writhing though her excitement got the better of her and her jaws lunged for their throat. A gruesome crunch interrupting the silence of the night, she would have spread her wings to fly home though with her recent injury that was impossible. Taking the felines corpse into her jaws, the draconic jaguar would limp back home with her pupils narrowed into dangerous slits. Blood dripping onto the ground beneath them, sometimes she couldn't help but pause for a moment to take a good bite out of her kill. Now, she was home. Safe. Alone. She knew Roan had fallen asleep within the safety of his treehouse or else, she wouldn't have returned home that night. A low growl escaped her as she began to eat away at the feline, feeling the warm blood against her muzzle, she hadn't eaten this one alive like she would have originally liked to but it was still satisfying to hear the sound of their bones snapping underneath her powerful jaws. Everything had been quiet, perfect for feeding without disturbing anyone. Though the sound of the floor creaking caused her to glance up from her midnight meal, her forked tongue sticking out before it would swipe across her lips. Her head lowered as it bobbed slightly as if trying to make out who it was staring at her, her gaze foggy and muzzle covered with blood. The metallic smell of blood overpowering, she realized that it was a dark jaguar and it wasn't long before the gears in her mind began to shift. She blinked her mismatched gaze a few times as if trying to gain back consciousness, her curved ears twitching as it took her a moment to realize what she did. Roxanne immediately winced at the gruesome sight, she did her best to clean up after herself only to remember that there was someone standing at her door. It was Greed, she knew it had to be and well, she felt bad that he had to see her doing this again. Roxanne felt shame flooding her as she ducked her head a bit submissively looking in the direction of the dark jaguar, a faint frown on her maw as she approached him slowly "I'm sorry you had to see that..." She began not having heard what Raymond had said, she continued to believe that it was her boyfriend, she pressed her body to his only to press her muzzle to the side of his neck "I p-promised myself I'd stop... And I did though, recently, I got attacked... Nearly mauled really and I had panicked which resulted in me... Tearing into em... A large dire wolf," In that moment, she was afraid that he would leave her for doing something so horrid as this. Her body tensed suddenly just as she was about to tell 'Greed' the better news, did she realize that the scent of Tanglewood clung onto the jaguars coat. She immediately took some steps back with her ears pinned against her cranium "You're not Greed..." The fear once embedded in her blossomed, she had just admitted to her crimes and there was no way of slipping out of it, this stranger had seen what she was capable of regardless of her current state. Roxanne would take a few steps back using her tail to curl protectively over her stomach "Who are you? Why are you here?" She finally asked biting the inside of her right cheek, it was times like these that she wished she wasn't all by herself in her house but she was. It was just her, this stranger, and the corpse. It made her wish that her actual boyfriend would appear beside her and ask what the problem was but, she hadn't seen him in days and now it was starting to worry her. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:・゚[/glow] Re: cannibalistic conundrum / roxanne - Orion - 02-21-2020 [table][tr][td][/td][td][/td][td][/td][td][/td][/tr][/table] An apology? What would that do for him? There was no where for him to go and an explanation would be almost lackluster. Now his eyes were stained. Raymond was seeing red for the first time in a long time, causing his gut to twist. He tried to move, but almost felt stuck to the floor. Rounded ears pinned to the back of his head. For a moment, unbeknownst to him, his eyes flashed crimson and soon returned to their natural hazel. It wasn't long before the female was approaching him, unnerving him greatly. Her hot breath grazed his neck, followed quickly by her muzzle breaching his fur. The panther's fur raised. Her whispers raced through his mind. The probable idea of being her next meal was an uncomfortable realization, but she continued on to explain herself further. It was almost as if she was asking for pity. As if being attacked was a reason to devour one of God's beings. Then her movement was sudden. The still air around them flustered and Raymond took another step back, looking Roxanne in the face. All he could see was a sinner. While he had seen his fair share of rebels, something of this level was unknown to him. Her accusations were quick. Raymond could see her scrambling for a way out, noting that his own inevitable fate may be coming soon. They already knew one another. Even if he decided to leave, she would know where he resided. With that reasoning, the intelligent beast decided to be on her level, no matter how much it bothered him currently. One day he might be able to even join her. For now though, he was not used to seeing... this. "No shit," the panther prominently retorted. "We've met already. Raymond, Tanglewood ambassador." No need to go into depth again. A quick refresh would do. "I'm was just looking for a place to stay. Some cunt said a house over here was available and yours was the only one with the lights off." 'Understandably so.' His muscles tried to relax, but they kept tensing. The future between them was an enigma and Raymond was not willing to make his end just yet. "I won't tell anyone," came his reassurance. He's done his fair share of deeds in the past, but nothing as cruel as this. Plus, a target on his back wouldn't be ideal. "Just keep me out of your sights too then." Whatever that meant... A nervous snicker followed his words. In his mind, this is where he would make a prompt exit, but he still remained in his place. Something told him to stay. She would excuse him first, right? |