[M] buried in misery

Itachi Lykoi · 06-17-2011, 04:46 PM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic violence starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.

Set a little bit east of Salsola borders.

There was no smile to determine the brief wave of satisfaction that had settled together with his silence, but it was there, beyond the strict mask of emotionlessness. He had been played well. Sirius was a king worth following, though everything in this world was temporary and fleeting. Everything was so fragile, but most of all the silvery songbird that nestled in salt and ashes. Did she exist where she was now?

This was not his first summer, but the building warmth that rose to greet him with the rich smell of fauna every morning was not something he could remember. The velvet coat with the crest of the family that had cast him out proved too hot for him, and had been abandoned for the season. It was foolish vanity that had led him to the preference to use clothing to some degree, but no creature was without fault. Ignorance had killed the young rabbit beneath his crouching form. It was unfortunate that it would not have the chance to learn from its mistake. The youth pulled the hunting knife from its sheath attached to the tan belt embracing his slender waist.

Twisting the knife slowly, the coywolf removed one eye from its socket. Balancing the blindly staring eyeball near the tip of the knife’s sharp edge, he brought it to his mouth, chewed. An explosion of sensation clasped his tongue, and for a brief moment the family member closed his eyes as he revelled in the taste of death.

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