09-26-2018, 11:39 PM
NUI HARIME
FEMALE
SNOWBOUND
POLARHEART!
狡猾 / THE SLY
TITLES: SNOWFLAKE, EVERGREEN, BLIZZARD, TEMPEST
FEMALE
SNOWBOUND
POLARHEART!
狡猾 / THE SLY
TITLES: SNOWFLAKE, EVERGREEN, BLIZZARD, TEMPEST
such a waste of food.
her attention was roused by the gentle crackling of flames, leaping and twisting into the gelid air with a sweeping dance. she could hear the voices, see the orange heat and the rotting carcasses before dmitri muffled the voice of fire.
this wouldn't do. her lips were pressed into a firm line of disappointment, shallow displeasure etched into every line of her face. a hardened expression dancing across that singular, glistening eye. such a reaction was not faked. every inch of it was real, visceral.
she could have eaten that prey!
or maybe not. nui still wasn't sure if her rabbit body would be able to digest flesh. it was a funny thought, however. to imagine she, a creature of prey, devouring flesh and blood. but despite her new body, nui could not inherently change what she was.
a parasite. a blood leecher.
the icestriker was quick to mourn over the loss of blood and flesh, though quickly stifled her superficial bitterness.
"if they could get into camp undetected, we'll need to amp up our defense. maybe step up the patrols in terms of organization?" chiming in gracefully, nui's mind briefly delved into what treason such cretins would have for executing a strange, if not entirely fruitless act.
there were a few possibilities. such a display not only served to make the snowbounders aware of their lingering presence, but to establish fear by exposing them to the concept of the pittians's capability to infiltrate their savehaven at any given moment. it was deliciously diabolical, yet she couldn't help but think that if the pittians wanted to be more than a mere nuisance, they'd have to try a little bit harder.
after all, nui was in no mood for snowbound to be subjugated once more by poor villains. the pittians had been chased far too easily from their territory-- sent packing with curled tails between their legs, yet if the other group struck once more, nui did not know if the group would possess the numbers to support their rebuttal against the antagonistic clan as they had last time.
it would be a disappointing and joyless outcome.
her attention was roused by the gentle crackling of flames, leaping and twisting into the gelid air with a sweeping dance. she could hear the voices, see the orange heat and the rotting carcasses before dmitri muffled the voice of fire.
this wouldn't do. her lips were pressed into a firm line of disappointment, shallow displeasure etched into every line of her face. a hardened expression dancing across that singular, glistening eye. such a reaction was not faked. every inch of it was real, visceral.
she could have eaten that prey!
or maybe not. nui still wasn't sure if her rabbit body would be able to digest flesh. it was a funny thought, however. to imagine she, a creature of prey, devouring flesh and blood. but despite her new body, nui could not inherently change what she was.
a parasite. a blood leecher.
the icestriker was quick to mourn over the loss of blood and flesh, though quickly stifled her superficial bitterness.
"if they could get into camp undetected, we'll need to amp up our defense. maybe step up the patrols in terms of organization?" chiming in gracefully, nui's mind briefly delved into what treason such cretins would have for executing a strange, if not entirely fruitless act.
there were a few possibilities. such a display not only served to make the snowbounders aware of their lingering presence, but to establish fear by exposing them to the concept of the pittians's capability to infiltrate their savehaven at any given moment. it was deliciously diabolical, yet she couldn't help but think that if the pittians wanted to be more than a mere nuisance, they'd have to try a little bit harder.
after all, nui was in no mood for snowbound to be subjugated once more by poor villains. the pittians had been chased far too easily from their territory-- sent packing with curled tails between their legs, yet if the other group struck once more, nui did not know if the group would possess the numbers to support their rebuttal against the antagonistic clan as they had last time.
it would be a disappointing and joyless outcome.