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Decided this was the closest in-between place between the packs....Hope it's okay. They're just trying to return from a hunt. I suck, forgive the weirdo and my suckish post D:

Word Count → 316, 3 points


Perhaps her infatuation had gone just a little too far.

Small hands gripped the small ermine's skull, for hours she had worked--cleaning the tissue from the now bleached ivory, and this one was not the first. It had started upon finding a small mouse, half rotting in the depths of her home. Who knew what had bewitched her, to entice her to boiling the flesh away, to display the tiny bone structure in her quarters. And this one, had become so beautiful. None was left of the tendons and muscles, not a hair remained. Forever it was baring a sadistic grin. It was the teeth the youth admired the most, as everyone knew--White like ivory and sharp like daggers, it seemed much in her control that she had dominated something.

Of course, Ellie's ways were not overly messy or remotely wasteful. Nor did she viciously kill anything in her view. This was no wrongful and unmeaningful rampage. She imagined herself making a beautiful fur cloak, and meandering into the pack, with the cloak tickling her ankles, looking quite like royalty with something the slightest bit dangerous. Whatever meat was to be taken and of value was salvaged, as well as the soft furs for curing later. On her fourth kill, the Lykoi began to consider herself a trapper of sorts. Of what she cherished most, the girl had found herself something less stressful. From just feet away where the Zepar kneeled, was her companion Zayden. He said nothing about this, but eyed her curiously as he kindled the small fire. They had ventured away from the pack for hours, and by now he was a bit tired. Near stood the horse, packed with fresh furs and laden with small skulls strewn with rope through the eyesockets to keep them up. Should we continue, Zay? Smiling, Elody stretched her legs, standing still, holding the ermine skull preciously.


table by Haley

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Word Count :: 336 OOC: Sorry for the display, Jiva is in optime with a smaller pack, and a pouch around his neck.

Jiva’s thoughts were here and there and he was on yet another long walk outside his new pack. This one took him a little further than usual, but that was fine with him. It seemed like Drin was not sad that he was gone anyway. He moved slowly his mind set on the thoughts of his mate ignoring him, he had to practically beg her to mate with him and he felt horrible about that now. It was almost like he forced her in a way. His mind was a jumble. He didn’t know what to do he never knew what he was going to do, not these days.

Jiva stopped suddenly seeing a shape not too far from him, he could see more after, a horse, with packs, and it seemed he couldn’t make the other out. Well it seemed like a traveling pair. Tilting his head he grinned, He did have some things he could trade, plenty of herbs, and he could probably trade for fur or something of hey had it. Feeling confident enough he walked forward. It wasn’t until he was a few feet from the woman that he saw that skull. It reminded him of Emma, the woman he was so taken to for a short time before Drin, then he almost thought it was the skull of a wolf puppy and his fur went on end for a second until he saw it was shaped differently. But there was no mistaking it. This woman was a coyote, what was their deal with skulls of other animals? He fidgeted, knowing he was being absolutely rude as he saw the He didn’t want to look foolish either; “Err, hi, I am Jiva, I come from Vinatta, i saw you had a few items and was wondering if you were interested in a um trade.” He was not so certain now that he wanted to trade with this woman, who held the skull of an animal in her hands.

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