06-08-2021, 10:53 AM
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THE SIREN OF THE AZURE
[W]iskerTHE SIREN OF THE AZURE
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Moving through waters heavy with brackish garbage and waste, whatever nature had left behind itself. What a consequence, that she had to navigate this mire of ilk. Algae blooms and all that shit. Not that it mattered much in the grand scheme of things. She wasn't hunting pond skimmers and water deer. No, her prey was much bigger, a dear 'cousin' so to speak. The local gators already feared her, which amused her. So what if they feared the 'invading' croc, she wasn't going to stop doing what she wanted. Let them amass an army against her if they so dared, not that she thought they would, and if they did, oh-fuckin-well.
She was after an older one this time, one of her proven rivals from since she'd arrived. This one was responsible for a few scratches on her hide, specifically the left side of her tail and left hind leg where the 'thigh' met 'calf'. She wasn't appreciative of the scars it had left, she had to get it back for that. Annoyance ripped through her, finally picking up on movement ahead of her. Looks like it wouldn't be a long wait to get into the thick of her hunt.
Hiss leaving her, she slid forward through the waters, eyes narrowed on the tail cutting through water ahead of her. It was him, the one who had given her these scars. The scars didn't bother her so much as she liked this body, she just didn't want to have to possess or shift into another. Holding back her growl of anger, watching as she followed him, waiting until the gator crawled out onto the bank of the swamp, lunging forward and snapping her jaws shut around the thick of his tail, dragging him back into the water, her own tail lashing as he responded quickly to her attack.
Disappearing under the water in a great fray of water and sediment, creating even grounds for their vicious fight. Time passed uninterrupted before she emerged the victor, with blood on her maw, the body of her prey in her jaws. He was heavy, she would admit to that. But she lugged him to shore, leaving leaving body there to catch her breath, brow smarting with pain. Damn, every body she had, they liked to get after that left eye. Looking at the body, she would grunt, setting to prying up scales from certain areas. She wanted them, a trophy of her fight with him, with any of the factors she'd killed. Maybe she'd make a necklace with time of her girsly trophies, including this bastard's teeth. Sitting back, the crocodile would huff a breath, blinking away blood that slipped into her eye, taking a break from the difficult task. -
Moving through waters heavy with brackish garbage and waste, whatever nature had left behind itself. What a consequence, that she had to navigate this mire of ilk. Algae blooms and all that shit. Not that it mattered much in the grand scheme of things. She wasn't hunting pond skimmers and water deer. No, her prey was much bigger, a dear 'cousin' so to speak. The local gators already feared her, which amused her. So what if they feared the 'invading' croc, she wasn't going to stop doing what she wanted. Let them amass an army against her if they so dared, not that she thought they would, and if they did, oh-fuckin-well.
She was after an older one this time, one of her proven rivals from since she'd arrived. This one was responsible for a few scratches on her hide, specifically the left side of her tail and left hind leg where the 'thigh' met 'calf'. She wasn't appreciative of the scars it had left, she had to get it back for that. Annoyance ripped through her, finally picking up on movement ahead of her. Looks like it wouldn't be a long wait to get into the thick of her hunt.
Hiss leaving her, she slid forward through the waters, eyes narrowed on the tail cutting through water ahead of her. It was him, the one who had given her these scars. The scars didn't bother her so much as she liked this body, she just didn't want to have to possess or shift into another. Holding back her growl of anger, watching as she followed him, waiting until the gator crawled out onto the bank of the swamp, lunging forward and snapping her jaws shut around the thick of his tail, dragging him back into the water, her own tail lashing as he responded quickly to her attack.
Disappearing under the water in a great fray of water and sediment, creating even grounds for their vicious fight. Time passed uninterrupted before she emerged the victor, with blood on her maw, the body of her prey in her jaws. He was heavy, she would admit to that. But she lugged him to shore, leaving leaving body there to catch her breath, brow smarting with pain. Damn, every body she had, they liked to get after that left eye. Looking at the body, she would grunt, setting to prying up scales from certain areas. She wanted them, a trophy of her fight with him, with any of the factors she'd killed. Maybe she'd make a necklace with time of her girsly trophies, including this bastard's teeth. Sitting back, the crocodile would huff a breath, blinking away blood that slipped into her eye, taking a break from the difficult task. -
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