04-01-2019, 02:09 AM
KYDOBI
✯ — WHAT IS HE IF NOT ROYALTY?
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[OOC:i'm a little rusty so sorry for crappy quality, i'll hone my skills as i hop back into rping]
This was a fucking mistake, he thought as he neared the jungle. The sun was beating down, its hellish rays even more attracted to his obsidian pelt. A pink tongue lolled and bounced about near pointed ivories. What was the point of all this?
His paw pads were sore from the heat, and each step hurt but he still continued. Don't be such a weak shit.. Really who escapes death only to complain about a little sunbathing? He scoffed and swallowed the dry lump in his throat. Heat waves danced about ahead making the deep dark jungle trees seem like they were dancing too.
Kydobi snorted, dirt crusted his pelt. Dusting his nostrils and crusting the insides. Oh how could anyone ever bother with the desert? And it was too late to turn around so he continued forward. Planning once more how he would proceed with this group. He knew nothing of them or their ways. But the jungle was home. The jungle was familiar territory. For how different could jungles be from the next?
There was trees and there was sweet sweet shade. And if his memory served correct the canopy above would feel like a roof. Secure. As he edged a twinkle caught his eye, the blinding reflection of the sun meant one thing and one thing only, water. A savage look entered his piercing eyes and he began to run. Already imagining the sweetness of it coating his mouth and throat. He didn't bother to think about the dangers possibly lurking beneath, he handled crocs with ease in his homelands. The closer his bounds carried him to the water, the darker the earth became. He leaped gently off the edge onto the bank. He inhaled and stopped. Something told him, and he couldn't tell you what... Perhaps instincts told him to stop. His forepaws were touching the water, it wasn't cool. And its color look rancid.
He inhaled, a sour almost rotting smell. But there was something lurking in there. He paused, carefully removing his paws from the wetness. His eyes sharply searching for any discoloration of a shadow. There. He saw it... It was coming upwards toward the surface and he stepped back. Haunches tensing for a leap in case jaws can snapping out. He would slash for the eyes.
But no.
A feline paw bobbed up and down. The idea that this poor cat was one of the groups casualties never occurred to him. For he saw a pair of eyes drift up and menacingly watch him. Only one was visible.
Kydobi fixed his posture, and hardened his gaze, "So water beast, did you take this life?. No answer. Instead the massive thing slinked closer and closer until Kydobi growled, a thunder in his chest told the crocodile that was all he would permit.
He didn't like this beast, its eyes were evil. So different from the crocodiles from his place.
"Did you kill that animal.", his deep voice boomed and bounced off the water.
"No...." it hissed with a humorous glint.
It was probably lying.... It wants a meal. A fresh one.
"Will you let me cross safely? Or must I find another way?
"Find out the hard way burnt one."
This was a fucking mistake, he thought as he neared the jungle. The sun was beating down, its hellish rays even more attracted to his obsidian pelt. A pink tongue lolled and bounced about near pointed ivories. What was the point of all this?
His paw pads were sore from the heat, and each step hurt but he still continued. Don't be such a weak shit.. Really who escapes death only to complain about a little sunbathing? He scoffed and swallowed the dry lump in his throat. Heat waves danced about ahead making the deep dark jungle trees seem like they were dancing too.
Kydobi snorted, dirt crusted his pelt. Dusting his nostrils and crusting the insides. Oh how could anyone ever bother with the desert? And it was too late to turn around so he continued forward. Planning once more how he would proceed with this group. He knew nothing of them or their ways. But the jungle was home. The jungle was familiar territory. For how different could jungles be from the next?
There was trees and there was sweet sweet shade. And if his memory served correct the canopy above would feel like a roof. Secure. As he edged a twinkle caught his eye, the blinding reflection of the sun meant one thing and one thing only, water. A savage look entered his piercing eyes and he began to run. Already imagining the sweetness of it coating his mouth and throat. He didn't bother to think about the dangers possibly lurking beneath, he handled crocs with ease in his homelands. The closer his bounds carried him to the water, the darker the earth became. He leaped gently off the edge onto the bank. He inhaled and stopped. Something told him, and he couldn't tell you what... Perhaps instincts told him to stop. His forepaws were touching the water, it wasn't cool. And its color look rancid.
He inhaled, a sour almost rotting smell. But there was something lurking in there. He paused, carefully removing his paws from the wetness. His eyes sharply searching for any discoloration of a shadow. There. He saw it... It was coming upwards toward the surface and he stepped back. Haunches tensing for a leap in case jaws can snapping out. He would slash for the eyes.
But no.
A feline paw bobbed up and down. The idea that this poor cat was one of the groups casualties never occurred to him. For he saw a pair of eyes drift up and menacingly watch him. Only one was visible.
Kydobi fixed his posture, and hardened his gaze, "So water beast, did you take this life?. No answer. Instead the massive thing slinked closer and closer until Kydobi growled, a thunder in his chest told the crocodile that was all he would permit.
He didn't like this beast, its eyes were evil. So different from the crocodiles from his place.
"Did you kill that animal.", his deep voice boomed and bounced off the water.
"No...." it hissed with a humorous glint.
It was probably lying.... It wants a meal. A fresh one.
"Will you let me cross safely? Or must I find another way?
"Find out the hard way burnt one."
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