A low growl rumbled between towering canyon walls; it did not threaten or intimidate, but instead nagged a lone traveler. It reminded him of his hunger, scraped at his mind and nearly made him believe his very being was withering away. The lanky canine hadn't eaten in days - a common reality for predators in Solterra - and it was bringing him close to desperation. He prowled the maze-like canyon with a dangerous glint in his amber eyes, searching now for anything with a heartbeat to potentially sate his stomach. Little did the Borzoi know, he was walking straight into a buffet. It began with a trail of blood, a small trickle that turned into a steady line of bright red. The smell was entrancing and he did not hesitate to follow it, having picked up a fluid trot that brought him directly to the source. A horse's body lay lifeless on the dry, dusty ground, its flesh still warm from its last moments alive; however, the dog's gaze jumped to the mare that stood a few feet away. He could feel the chill in her cold stare, but he did not move from his position. Whatever happened between her and the dead one over there didn't matter to him, all he saw was a pile of meat waiting to be devoured... and he'd be damned if he lost out on a meal here. @avdotya |
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