04-25-2008, 01:29 AM
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The rain had slowed to a drizzle, clouding the world in a misty veil that left everything white and smokey. As wasn't unusual for him, the prince was hunting. Not for sustenance as one might expect of an animal, but rather for the thrill and practice, keeping his skills honed to deadly precision. Samael didn't hunt to eat—he hunted to kill. Kaena had trained him to kill. Kaena had trained him to be a murder machine, ready every second to slaughter anyone and anything at anytime. And his targets weren't prey, unless you counted wolves as such. Wolves were inferior, and they deserved to die. Not even that, for they were worthless creatures—merely tools for amusement. Something to allow his claws to carve through flesh and feel blood on his skin.
Something moved in his vision and muscles coiled, body tensing as crimson gaze sough out the source. A rabbit moved across his sight and fur bristled, claws sinking into the damp earth as he went into motion. Fast, small, but an easy target once in range. No claws or spikes or teeth to speak of in defense. They merely screamed and cried in agony once their speed and agility failed them, falling to deadly fangs without a worthwhile fight. Paws beat against the soil, hare dancing and twisting through the long grass and rocks like a serpent, attempting to lose the predator gaining on it. Throwing a last few bursts of speed into his pace, Samael's fangs flashed, grabbing the rabbit between his teeth as hind legs slammed into the ground.
Tasting blood on his tongue, he crushed down harder, throwing the creature into the air and watching as it spiraled insanely through the sky. Soft-furred body slammed back down to the ground, creature crying out in pain as delicate bones smashed with the impact. Blood oozing from it's nose and mouth, he buried his fangs in it's belly, relishing the warmth and life he'd just extinguished before rising and turning away, already bored with this hunt.
Something moved in his vision and muscles coiled, body tensing as crimson gaze sough out the source. A rabbit moved across his sight and fur bristled, claws sinking into the damp earth as he went into motion. Fast, small, but an easy target once in range. No claws or spikes or teeth to speak of in defense. They merely screamed and cried in agony once their speed and agility failed them, falling to deadly fangs without a worthwhile fight. Paws beat against the soil, hare dancing and twisting through the long grass and rocks like a serpent, attempting to lose the predator gaining on it. Throwing a last few bursts of speed into his pace, Samael's fangs flashed, grabbing the rabbit between his teeth as hind legs slammed into the ground.
Tasting blood on his tongue, he crushed down harder, throwing the creature into the air and watching as it spiraled insanely through the sky. Soft-furred body slammed back down to the ground, creature crying out in pain as delicate bones smashed with the impact. Blood oozing from it's nose and mouth, he buried his fangs in it's belly, relishing the warmth and life he'd just extinguished before rising and turning away, already bored with this hunt.