[aw] entrails of the animals

Ataxia D'Angelo · 09-14-2012, 04:27 PM

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Word Count → 522 :: trying to kick my muse into working again. Don't worry; the snake won't bite the character that decides to join and Ataxia isn't going to handle it until later in the day when it gets darker and the snake is less active. Also, a small adorable mammal is getting eaten in this post. I don't think it's graphic enough for a mature warning, but correct me if you think I'm wrong.

"This one is weak," Ataxia said, holding a brown ball of fur in her cupped paws. It shuddered. She could feel its heart beat; such a tiny, delicate thing. If she were so inclined, she might perhaps crush its windpipe, take the breath from from it with the manner of a snake constricting prey.

The thistle surrounding her tower was broken by a group of large stones leaning against one another - facing the south side so it might catch the sun. The longested of them was dominated by a coiled serpent, basking in the heat of the sun. It gazed at her with slit pupils' Ataxia could not tell whether it understood, or if it was capable of comprehending what she said. It hardly mattered; she simply wanted company. Someone that would not die or leave her like so many others did. The snake opened its mouth, forked tongue flicking in and out.

"It cannot live." She placed it in front of the stacked stone, at the edge of Nagual's reach. The brown, mammalian creature twitched. Two ears flew up - oversized compared to its body - and flicked backwards at her. It was obvious quite young. It was not a newborn, but small enough to fit in the palm of her hand. "Food."

"Fsss..." the snake hissed. The rabbit's ears immediately turned towards its scaled adversary. It stared fearfully in that direction, nose twitching. Then - it became very still.

"Food." Ataxia repeated. Not a twitch came from the brown kit.

"Foossss..." Nagual said, and slid from his perch. His movement was silent. No warning came from the rattle on his tail. There was a certain elegence to the legless creature. Ataxia watched him cascade down the stones towards his prey, with rapt attention.

The young rabbit twitched its nose rapidly, as if realizing the folly of its plan. It propelled itself away with one good hindfoot, the other injured and dragging against the ground.

Nagual shot forward in response to the movement, scales and pattern blurring into one solid color. All too soon, it was over. The young rabbit found itself caught in the serpent's jaws. It twitched. It struggled. Each movement causing the snake's fangs to sink deeper into its skin. With no sound at all, its efforts halted. It became still. It was not a feint, this time.

Ataxia smiled. There was no concern in for the rabbit - she could not identify with such a weak thing, even in the passing moments when she was painfully aware of her own weaknesses. She was raised to never show or admit such thing. Her eyes held only fascination, not sympathy.

When the snake unhinged its jaw and began to swallow its dinner, she spoke to it with quiet murmurs of approval. Ataxia had come to bond more with her scaled friend than other members of Salsola. So many people she had known were gone - perhaps dead - and others, like her mother, were to distance to her now. Although some of that was perhaps her own fault, she preferred to blame others for her failure.

Odessa D'Angelo · 09-16-2012, 10:16 AM

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Gentle hands ran down her form as she inspected herself in the pail of water she had fetched. After Ankh her form had gained an appearance more akin to her mother, more curved and womanly. Of course, Odessa still shunned the idea that she was as much like her mother as she liked. Her features were softer and gentler, and her stature was shorter and less graceful. But it was more appealing to the medic than her previous shape had been, thin and childish. Her hips had hindered Ankh's birth, and more s made her suffer. But had it all been worth it in the end? Of course it had! She had a son now, who was a credit to Salsola and the D'Angelo line. He'd be a productive member of the pack as he aged of course, but for now his skills were in construction.

She left the pail with a sigh, Imhotep was caring for Ankh and therefore she was free to explore. Really she should have been doing work. Collecting herbs, tidying the clinic. But no, Odessa craved freedom and therefore she would wander through Salsola today. Or until she got bored. Soon enough she came upon her cousin and with a simple 'Hello' she approached casually.

Ataxia D'Angelo · 09-19-2012, 06:01 PM

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Ataxia was so intent on watching her snake that she did not notice her cousin's approach. Her back stiffened and her ears shot up when a greeting was given, though she soon relaxed when she realized who the voice belonged to. The young hybrid turned to face the D'Angelo woman, acting as if her previous surprise was nothing at all. "Hello," she gave a glance to her snake, but it was already returning to its top most perch upon the rock and would need sometime to digest its meal before moving again. Ataxia could safely say that Nagual wasn't going anywhere; her only concern when taking him outside is that he might get lost.

"So," she began, not quite meeting the woman's eyes to show respect to her cousin's higher rank, "How are... is your pup?" Although Ataxia preferred talking to dead silence, she was found it difficult to come up with topics after spending more than a month with just her snake for company. She went for the easiest one, the first that came to mind: her cousin's child. She held no interest in children in general, but she wondered whether the sacrifice had done its work and whether the boy was in good health.

Odessa D'Angelo · 09-26-2012, 03:00 PM

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short sworry ;-;div>

Orange eyes narrowed softly when Ataxia switched her speech mid sentence. 'I'm fine' she answered quietly, staring at the reptile blankly. She wasn't fearful of the snake, not any more than what was needed of course. She was cautious of it of course, it was a snake capable of killing. Whether it was able to eat a mouse or a small pup she didn't know, but it looked like it had just eaten. And although she lacked knowledge of snakes, she knew that they didn't eat very often.

Grey fingers petted the pup's head softly, 'Yes. This is my son' she replied softly, her lips twitching into a smile. 'His name is Ankh' a hint of excitement flashed through her teeth, suddenly she seemed much younger again, more alike the childish creature she still was.

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