Post by Infernal on Sept 1, 2006 21:07:37 GMT
Her blood stained daggers punched the earth as she strode on, her stride long and careless as she stomped on everything underfoot. Her eyes were malice and cold, she was itching to make a kill, she hadn't tasted blood for at least three days now, and that was a long time for this wench not to taste blood. She stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes seemed to flash crimson as she fixed a cold stare on an innocent young rabbit who was doing his best to find good grazing amongst the thickets and foliage. The skewbald wench, Infernal lowered her cranium and let her tongue roll over her lips, salavia rolled off her chin, she shook it away, flash of amusement glinting in her opticals as the rabbit lifted it's ears high nervously and froze to the spot. Infernal's hind legs slipped under her slightly and she pounced forward, daggers crashing down onto the small carcass and breaking nearly every bone in the helpless rabbit's body. She lowered her dial to her kill, she didn't eat meat, like any horse she grazed on grass, she wanted the blood of course. Lifting a dagger she slammed it down and began to rip away the flesh until a fountain of blood rolled from it's body and onto her daggers, she glanced around, her eyes flashing hungrily as she lapped at the blood. Blood rolled off her chin as she gave a soft moan, smirking faintly in contentment, she stretched her limbs and curled her lip slightly at the dead creature, she kicked it away into the bushes, looking around curiously, blood covered her muzzle, but what did she care? It gave off a warning it anything, a warning to others not to mess with her. She shook her pelt from crown to whipcord and stomped the earth with a sickening cry, a malice, insane cry.
She longed to find a herd, she longed to meet other horses like her but she knew she was one of a kind. She was different, she liked to keep to herself most of the time, but she'd changed, from being a quiet, confused filly to a stubborn, annoying yearling to a furious, outraged young mare finally to a full grown mare, slightly insane, malice, cunning, sly. You name it. She'd had plenty of insults thrown at her but never took any of them to heart, her black, cold heart. She pondered with amusement if she'd ever find the perfect brujo for her. She doubted it. She seemed rather relaxed which was unusual for such an insane wench like 'erself. Maybe she really did long for company, she was standing quietly in the moonlight, a soft hiss ripping up from her throat. She heard a soft growl, she was un-aware of a large feline, a cougar watching over her. It was only when she felt a sharp pain in her rump that she knew the cougar was on her back, after all it weighed a lot too. With an outraged shriek she whipped around, flanks beginning to heave with her quick movements, and holding such a heavy beast upon her back wasn't easy. She bucked the air furiously, eyes sizzling they seemed to explode like volcanoes when the cougar sank it's teeth into her flank. So he wanted her blood?! Not in a million years. Infernal's head lowered quickly as she wheeled a full circle, bucking twice before she threw herself down, crushing the beast under her. The large feline screeched, she rolled onto it, her whole body on the feline's now, she felt's its claws eject from her flesh.
She smirked faintly to herself hearing a faint crack, probably a few bones broken, she scrambled to her feet, her flanks dark with sweat, not to mention one of her flanks was stained with blood, but she didn't fancy lapping up her own blood, she'd have to tend to it in a stream or something. She fixed the feline a malice glare and reared up high, the moon beating down unpon her, lighting up her eyes like flames, her daggers came flying down and hit her target, the cat's skull, with a sickening thud the beast slumped down into the dirt, it's body bashed and bruised, one hind leg was sticking out of place, aha, it was broken. And in a matter of minutes the cat's heart froze. Infernal lapped up the blood from it's face and pulled her head away, dry blood on her maw, she chuckled coldly.
"Poor kitty..." she sneered, "NOT. Don't mess with this wench," she cackled, she truely was insane. She even dubbed herself insane, she didn't mind. She could create a whole list of names to suit her, her auds swivelled and pricked, snorting loudly, wanting some fun, some attention, a brujo to play with.... Her daggers began to punch and stab the earth as she broke into a canter, she cantered to a different part of the land, she glanced about. She heard dripping... Aha. Blood. She could smell it, she padded forward and saw a cougar, a small cougar lapping up the blood of a small deer, she scowled and grunted, she raced forward, head lead, nares flaring as she snorted loudly in the feline's face. "My blood! MINE!" she snapped, kicking out toward the feline who backed away, sharpish, eyes wide and cold. The feline flashed it's teeth and quickly bolted away as Infernal rose into a rear, batting the air. She landed with a thump and curled her lip with amusement as she lowered her head to lap at the deer's blood, she scurried back with surprised when the deer struggled to it's feet. She should've known it wasn't dead. It was weak, true, but not dead - YET. Infernal reared and sent her daggers down onto it's spine, the deer fell down before it could even gather where it was or what was happening. Now the deer was dead. Infernal grew bored and she no longer wished to taste that coppery taste again, she wheeled around and trotted away, glancing over her shoulder as the cougar quickly scurried out to drag the deer into the bushes. She halted again under a twisted oak tree, her nares quivering, inhaling the scent of blood from her own pelt, oh was a jolly life she had.
OoC|| Yes, shes very disturbed, insane. Whatever. xD I dunno where I found all the muse though. xD
She longed to find a herd, she longed to meet other horses like her but she knew she was one of a kind. She was different, she liked to keep to herself most of the time, but she'd changed, from being a quiet, confused filly to a stubborn, annoying yearling to a furious, outraged young mare finally to a full grown mare, slightly insane, malice, cunning, sly. You name it. She'd had plenty of insults thrown at her but never took any of them to heart, her black, cold heart. She pondered with amusement if she'd ever find the perfect brujo for her. She doubted it. She seemed rather relaxed which was unusual for such an insane wench like 'erself. Maybe she really did long for company, she was standing quietly in the moonlight, a soft hiss ripping up from her throat. She heard a soft growl, she was un-aware of a large feline, a cougar watching over her. It was only when she felt a sharp pain in her rump that she knew the cougar was on her back, after all it weighed a lot too. With an outraged shriek she whipped around, flanks beginning to heave with her quick movements, and holding such a heavy beast upon her back wasn't easy. She bucked the air furiously, eyes sizzling they seemed to explode like volcanoes when the cougar sank it's teeth into her flank. So he wanted her blood?! Not in a million years. Infernal's head lowered quickly as she wheeled a full circle, bucking twice before she threw herself down, crushing the beast under her. The large feline screeched, she rolled onto it, her whole body on the feline's now, she felt's its claws eject from her flesh.
She smirked faintly to herself hearing a faint crack, probably a few bones broken, she scrambled to her feet, her flanks dark with sweat, not to mention one of her flanks was stained with blood, but she didn't fancy lapping up her own blood, she'd have to tend to it in a stream or something. She fixed the feline a malice glare and reared up high, the moon beating down unpon her, lighting up her eyes like flames, her daggers came flying down and hit her target, the cat's skull, with a sickening thud the beast slumped down into the dirt, it's body bashed and bruised, one hind leg was sticking out of place, aha, it was broken. And in a matter of minutes the cat's heart froze. Infernal lapped up the blood from it's face and pulled her head away, dry blood on her maw, she chuckled coldly.
"Poor kitty..." she sneered, "NOT. Don't mess with this wench," she cackled, she truely was insane. She even dubbed herself insane, she didn't mind. She could create a whole list of names to suit her, her auds swivelled and pricked, snorting loudly, wanting some fun, some attention, a brujo to play with.... Her daggers began to punch and stab the earth as she broke into a canter, she cantered to a different part of the land, she glanced about. She heard dripping... Aha. Blood. She could smell it, she padded forward and saw a cougar, a small cougar lapping up the blood of a small deer, she scowled and grunted, she raced forward, head lead, nares flaring as she snorted loudly in the feline's face. "My blood! MINE!" she snapped, kicking out toward the feline who backed away, sharpish, eyes wide and cold. The feline flashed it's teeth and quickly bolted away as Infernal rose into a rear, batting the air. She landed with a thump and curled her lip with amusement as she lowered her head to lap at the deer's blood, she scurried back with surprised when the deer struggled to it's feet. She should've known it wasn't dead. It was weak, true, but not dead - YET. Infernal reared and sent her daggers down onto it's spine, the deer fell down before it could even gather where it was or what was happening. Now the deer was dead. Infernal grew bored and she no longer wished to taste that coppery taste again, she wheeled around and trotted away, glancing over her shoulder as the cougar quickly scurried out to drag the deer into the bushes. She halted again under a twisted oak tree, her nares quivering, inhaling the scent of blood from her own pelt, oh was a jolly life she had.
OoC|| Yes, shes very disturbed, insane. Whatever. xD I dunno where I found all the muse though. xD
