the stallion decided that he was done laying about or exploring aimlessly. today he wanted to do something else with his life. so, the stallion left his home with the sunrise. hooves guiding him away from camp. until he finally reached a decent spot. there, he stopped to wait. and wait he would.

the sun was high in the sky when it finally happened. a deer passing by him without any fear. it was clearly passing through this land. not that it was going to make it far. the stallion twisted and sent out a powerful kick with his hooves. the deer lifting from his own feet before falling lifeless to the ground.

the stallion would turn to look at his work. eyes calm as he lowered his head to slide his victim up onto his back. draped deer in tow, he would return to camp with ease. sure, he was a herbivore. did that mean he couldn't help hunt for those that needed it?

not in his mind.

"speech"

the stallion was greeted by inferno and he let his dark eyes lock onto her a moment. she was chaotic. that was something he enjoyed, in truth. the male would lower his head to drop the deer at his hooved front feet. then, his head would raise back up and he would offer a simple nod in greeting.

"a deer. feel free to take what you want from it." he answered before looking to one he did not know. at her words he would offer a toss of his mane and a cocky smirk. "thanks doll and it is a pleasure to meet you as well." he offered softly.

"speech"

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Ninazu emerged from the woods, blood speckled on her glossy feathers. Her plumage shimmered in cosmic greens, as if she’d eaten a nebula and consumed its lights for her own. And while she’d clearly hunted successfully herself, she brought no carcass back—indeed, her stomach gurgled still, for the prey in the boreal forest were lean pickings compared what she craved.

“A decapitation? Easy, I can do it in seconds.” The Utahraptor’s neon blue tongue slid over her teeth.

Ninazu looked at Inferno, head tilting to the right. [color=#b1fe4e]“Though my method might crack the skull. But it'll be much faster.”

A sickle claw rapped impatiently. She’d claim the rest of the deer’s corpse, so she didn’t care about the skull itself. But waiting had never been one of her strengths.

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BURN
BRIGHT

In two steps, the Utahraptor had the deer’s hindlegs pinned beneath a foot. Her teeth gleamed from her bioluminescent feathers, as the cosmic greens and yellows exploded into neon. Her head lowered until her large eyes were inches away from the corpse’s cloudy visage.

Snap! Her jaws closed around the deer’s head in its entirety.

Ninazu’s weight shifted upon the deer’s body to pin it in place. Crack! The hips broke under her power. A miscalculation.

Thrashing her neck, it took half a second for the deer’s neck to sever cleanly between her blade-like teeth. She tossed the deer’s head; it landed in front of Inferno, blood and eye goop staining the melting snow.

Growling still, Ninazu raked her sickle claw across the corpse’s chest cavity. The ribs parted like petals. She bit at the opening until her maw would fit between its lungs, and she feasted.

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