M-Better run, better run, faster than my bullet
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Her paw pressed against the rabbit’s throat as she tried to burke the animal. The small creature struggled to get away, but it wasn’t going anywhere. She hated spilling blood before actually eating. It took the freshness away from the kill. When the small, white creature ceased trying to escape and moving all together, Axelle took her paw from its throat. The rabbit’s body lay limp in the grass, and she dug in. She ripped into the animal’s small body, taking her favorite parts first. The white fur on her muzzle was instantly stained red from the fresh, warm blood from her kill.

She ate in wolf form today, missing the fresh feeling of being totally wolf. She had been trying things out in Optime for a while now, and wanted to have a nice hunt in her original form. The rabbit didn’t last too long before it was bloody bones with some meat still attached. Axelle picked at the morsels before just leaving the bones in the grass. She didn’t feel like gnawing on them today. She walked away from the kill, and slowly shifted back into her Optime. Shifting didn’t make her tired as much as it did for others. Maybe it was because she just had a nice meal, though.

Axelle walked toward a hollow tree some ways away, and reached into a hole in the bark. She pulled out her purple satchel and slung it across her shoulder. She tried to wipe some of the blood away from her face with her hands, but there was still an evident mark on her muzzle. The blood stain wasn’t going anywhere unless she could find some water, and there was none of that nearby either.

Today would be a good day to get high since she just had a nice meal and getting high on a full stomach was always beneficial. If only she had a friend to get high with. She remembered a dream where she got high with J’adore, but he was bad ass in the dream and it was so unreal. She stopped her thoughts to wonder where her friend had disappeared to. She missed him.

Axelle was in Anathema territory today, as she was a lot nowadays. She reached a hill that she visited often; it was one above her actual living quarters somewhere off to the side. She sat down, in the middle of the meadow, and plopped her bag beside her. The jars inside jingled, but nothing had broken….yet. She began taking jars out of her bag containing her famous home-made hallucinogen. She had no idea what it was really called so she just named it ‘goop’.





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