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Spyridon Russo · 08-16-2010, 07:20 PM

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For Izaak

Riparian Moors

WoD: Incunabulum

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The darkness of night concealed what light was shed from the moon with a unprepossessing cloud. Amethyst eye’s flickered brightly in the indistinct air; shining orbs in a sea of shadows. Coal black nose picked up the incunabulum scents of a hare and the fresh scent of the fox who traveled by the side of the black pelted wolf. Her ears twitched furiously as if shaking off a fly while milky brown eyes adjusted to the gathering midnight. The hunter’s crouch slipped easily into the male’s form as he slid in between a cluster of thorn bushes, their chagrin points digging avidity into sable fur. He cringed; a silent movement in his expression instantaneously suppressed by eagerness when the breeze brought the fragrance of blood through his mouth. Primrose stood on her back paws, tail curled eagerly. The male bellowed a low growl from his throat, signaling the ambitious female to remain.

Midnight was nearly upon the two creatures as they continued through the forest with practiced silence. The moon remained shielded by the veil dark storm clouds that never ceased to rest and allow a shred of light from sun or moon to take their place. A chill set in from the ocean nearby, but Spyridon remained comfortable in his thick ebony shaded coat. He stopped to scent the air again while Primrose shifted in between his legs.

“Таким образом,”

The Russian muttered, pointing his muzzle in the direction he had decided. With the scent steadily growing stronger the male’s eyes darted around the area, catching the sparse grass in his gaze. Together, the companions hid. Spyridon’s blue shaded necklace hung limply on the ground from the leather it was connected to his neck with. His piercings were absent from his ear this moment in lupus form. If the moonlight decided to show it’s shining face, the golden glint would surely be noticed by prey. This was one of the few hunts he had had in his short time being in Inferni. Finding it easier to glide through the undergrowth on four legs, the Russian had thought ahead about a midnight meal.

Izaak · 08-18-2010, 11:51 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; 546 words

Izaak couldn't sleep. It was just that simple he couldn't sleep and so he had crept out of the mansion. No wait, that wasn't exactly the truth. There was a part of the boy's mind that was dormant. The innocent portion that he usually acted in. But that portion could be said to be sleeping. Or whatever it actually did when the child suffered from a black out. Wherever it was and whatever it was doing it never remembered what happened during these times. It was how that mind remained so pure and innocent. Or well, maybe not entirely pure. After all that mind knew things that a child shouldn't know. But in that state of mind he wouldn't actively seek to harm anyone. Actually he would shy away from confrontation. Would cower and run when a hand was raised against him, something he had learned to do when his mother got into her moods. But in these moment of his he could turn vicious, like a boy possessed.

What had caused it this time? Well something that he wanted and desired of course. It was the most common reason that he had such blackouts. It was how he acquired any possessions that he desperately wanted. The exact reason that he had a second tail tied to his own. He had wanted it. He had admired it. He had taken it. He had turned against his own family. Not once but twice. He had permanently injured his brother and had killed his mother.

The boy crept along in the dark. He still remained in his optime form. He found himself at the place where prey often gathered. But that was exactly where he needed to be in order to get what he wanted. He had noticed the burrow earlier in the day and now he was back for it. The child knelt down and stuck his hand into the hole to pull out the sleeping rabbit. One hand squeezed around the head while the other hand ripped the ears from the skull. At that moment the child hardly even seemed like a child. More like the spawn of some sort of demon as he was able to tear the small mammal apart with his bare hands and not even flinching or showing a hint of remorse.

After having taken the ears from the rabbit he released the little critter to allow it to hop away. He had gotten what he wanted and was no longer concerned with it. He hadn't liked the rabbit but its ears instead. So with those in his possession there was now an earless rabbit left to roam Inferni's lands. The still bleeding ears were lifted up and place on top of his own head. He didn't really have a way to look at himself but he was still trying them on anyways. They were just some other extra body part to add to his collection. Now he had two tails and four ears. With the ears he would have to figure out some way to get them to stay on his head and get them to stand up. It wasn't a certainty that tying would work as it had done with the tail that he had gotten from his brother/cousin Sascha.

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