[ooc] and as you're falling down
[bic] could i hear you scream?
His was lissome.
His was large and daunting.
His, of course, was the stalk of a killer.
But he had never killed. Nobody would have been any the wiser if Andrezej Lykoi never killed a creature that wasn't meant to be killed for prey, for he upheld the air of one who had murdered many times in his seven and a half short months of life.
Short months. They'd been dedicated to planning.
And leaving, one must remember.
He laughed bitterly when his large, shaggy Secui body went right in line with the small, hunched black girl. Couldn't be more than five or six months old, judging by size alone, but that was a rough estimate. Andrezej himself was big enough to be nine or ten months old, but it was in part because of his father and in part due to his being a hybrid. He couldn't see her face, of course.
But even at seven and a half months of age, nobody could deny that Andre was dangerous.
Didn't your mummy ever tell you not to wander out alone? he cackled, his gait about double hers as he drew up behind her. Perhaps just to freak her out, or maybe because he was a sick bastard, he ran his thick Secui muzzle across her hindquarter, wheezing laughter as it traced up her side. And such a pretty thing, too. There are monsters out here, dearie. Monsters you never want to see.
Like him.
He laughed again, listening with euphoria as it turned to sweet, sweet music, the gnashing sound of snarling. Peekaboo.
