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#Post#: 389306--------------------------------------------------
The Silent Hunter
By: Maximus Canis Date: October 1, 2015, 7:42 pm
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Razor walked calmly through the forest as he felt his new,
heightened, senses. The sound of birds chirping and animals
roaring seemed to be inches from him. In reality they were miles
away from him. The intoxicating aroma of blood filling his
nostrils and etching a grin across his lips. His vampire-like
fangs poking glimmering in the sunlight the slipped between the
leaves. His blue, feline-like eyes seeming to focus in and out
towards the motion of animals in the distance. "Mmn..." He
hummed with a sense of peace and tranquility. Though, he had
smelled a scent that did not belong. A young woman. Elven blood
flowing through her veins. "An elf.... Interesting. Lets test
this one." He chuckle before his eyes grew wide. His body
collapsing onto all fours as he let out a loud roar: resembling
a lion's.
The crack of bones echoing through the immediate area as his
body morphed in appearance. Short, black, hairs forming over his
slender body in a short coat. Hands and feet shifting into paws
as his face extended into a black snout. His body finally
shifting into that of a jet black panther. Letting out a
satisfied growl as the beast lept into the trees: slipping from
his clothes. Launching from branch to branch as he followed the
elven blood. Though, as he reached the source he had stopped:
keeping his distance from within the trees. Only hearing the
girl's movements, though, not able to see her behind the trees.
A soft purr slipping from his snout as he patiently awaited for
the girl to come into view. Entering his domain.
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: The Nightingale Date: October 1, 2015, 8:35 pm
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The woods seemed peaceful to Skye, she carefully weaved through
trees, her cloak covering her face and body. She was trying to
remain unseen. She kept her bow in hand, after all who knows
when a prey or predator will make themselves visible. Suddenly
Skye caught a glimpse of broken branches and she crept down to
check it out. She began to gently run her fingers over the
branch and leaves. "hm." She pondered, this branch was broken in
a queer way. She stood back up and walked around the bush;
completely visible since there was a small clearing in the woods
here. "Huh..? What is that...panting?" She whispered under her
breath and her her hand began to very slowly move onto her side
pouch where she hid a dagger. She grasped the short hilt, and
began to turn around slowly preparing for what ever might be
lurking...
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: Maximus Canis Date: October 1, 2015, 8:59 pm
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Once the young woman had made her presence visible Razor's body
lept from the branches; pouncing upon the ground. His claws
slipping from his paws as his body moved slowly into the
clearing. The crunch of leaves and twigs making his presence
obvious in return. His short, shiny, fur shining in the
sunlight. Cautiously growing closer to the young woman. Though,
he did not growl towards the woman. His body only stopping
several feet from her as he sat back. His hide slowly shedding
down into the grass of the clearing. Slowly standing on his back
paws as his form began to change into his original, humanoid,
appearance. His fingertips slipping up his bare body as a black
energy formed around him. Slowly solidifying into a thin layer
of clothes. His torso covered in an unbuttoned top: exposing his
perfectly toned stomach and chest. A pair of thin, semi baggy,
black pants. Held tightly to his hips with a white belt. His
feet still bare as his hand slid over his face. Covering his eye
as his fingertips slipped into his short, spikey, black hair.
"Mmn... Don't you smell.... Enticing."
He grinned as his blue eyes scanned over the young girls figure:
quite impressed as to what he saw. Though he couldn't help but
notice the dagger she reached for. A slight chuckle escaping
from him as his hand dropped to his side. Slowly walking to her
as he spoke. His voice cocky, yet, filled with a dark charm.
"That blade won't do you any good girl..." Stopping as he had
been less than two feet in front of her. His eyes drifting up
from her bussom to her eyes. "If anything it may just do you
more harm." He slipped his hands into his pockets to show he was
not a threat at the moment. Moving once more as he circled her;
eying everything about the woman. "You are an elf are you not? I
don't find such creatures very often...." His grin never faded
as he finally found himself in front of her once more. "Don't
you think you are a little young to be out here all alone? Never
know what you might find in these woods." This woman had clearly
had his interest in a sense that seemed not so noble. an
animalistic attraction obvious in his eyes.
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: The Nightingale Date: October 1, 2015, 9:34 pm
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Skye was intrigued by his shape shifting ability, but carefully
watched his every move. She noticed his eyes practically groping
her. She couldn't help but smirk, "Hm, maybe you have not seen
many of us because you are not looking in the right places. We,
after all are very good at not being seen." She looked him in
the eyes and began to giggle to show she could be just as cocky;
"I'll have you know I am quite able to take care of myself thank
you my father is a chief. A daughter of a chef is certainly not
weak. Not all girls are damsel in distress.
She pushed the dagger back down in the pouch and slowly removed
her hood so that her face was more revealed. Her pale face was
like porcine and her eyes were as blue as the sky. She gathered
her long white hair in her one hand and pushed it so that it
draped over her shoulder on her right side. Thus revealing her
ebony bow and her leather arrow quiver. She quickly drew her
attention back to the man, she could not deny that he sure
sparked her interest.I have never seen a being with
your...attributes. The shape shifting I mean. That must mean you
really are not from around here are you? What is it that you
want. Clearly panthers are not common in these parts."
She rested her hands on her hips, which shifted the clock off
her entire left side. Thus exposing her short leather corset
that just ended above her belly button, the white blouse that
concealed her large bust, her short skirt made her legs look
slightly longer, her laced up knee high slightly heeled boot,
black tights that rose to the middle of her thighs, and her
floral vine trail hip tattoos (which was partly covered by
hand). She slightly cocked her head to the side and waited to
see what was going to evolve.
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: Maximus Canis Date: October 1, 2015, 10:04 pm
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Razor couldn't help but to laugh to the girl's words and
actions. Exposing herself as she had spoken: his eyes drifting
over her once more. All the more interested as he saw more and
more. His hands slipping out of his pockets to cross his arms
over his chest. His amused voice escaping his lips. "Well, I
suppose that is true enough." Though he had agreed; this girl
radiated with a deep ignorance. Speaking so boldly to a creature
whom she had no information on. Playing a very dangerous game.
He only turned his eyes to her own as she spoke of his unique
abilities. His smirk only growing more and more amused. This
girls ignorance servimg as a perfect source of entertainment.
Taking a step closer as his eyes seemed to shift. His pupils
narrowing into feline slits. Only radiating more with that
animalistic glance. "Oh, I assure you. You'll never find someone
like me." His ego clear through his words: having no shame in
the fact.
"I am a creature by the name of Chimaera. My race a small one
and varying greatly from one another. None of us the same as the
other." Frankly, he did not expect the girl to know of his race
and he had no patience to explain. Though, despite this
impatience, he couldn't help but to expose his race's existence.
"My name is Razor Bloodrose and the pleasure is all mine..."
Giving the woman a bow before continuing. "I come from a land
far from here... Though, I find myself restless if I stay in my
own domain...." Trying to give the girl an explanation that
would make sense to her. His only reason for being here a sense
of boredom and curiosity. "I was just wandering about, but, I
caught the scent of an elf... Even more importantly... A woman.
Though it seemed I only found a girl." Her age automatically
translating to innocence. Razor's most distinct weakness. Always
finding himself seeking out the innocent to corrode them.
Pulling them into his own world of corruption. "But it seems you
have me at a bit of a disadvantage... You know my name.... But I
don't know yours." Standing from his bow as his eyes met her
once more. the feline like pupils twinging with anticipation.
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: The Nightingale Date: October 1, 2015, 10:27 pm
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Skye focused on his words, she knew nothing of a Chimaera so he
had to be from very far away. He kept proving to be an
interesting being, with a quite large opinion of himself. She
took a step forward closer to him and leaned forward so that her
face was inches from his chest, her eyes peering up at him. "You
are no more man then I am women." She whispered as her eyes
gazed downward at his cut abs and hip bones. She could feel his
body heat, it was slightly alluring but she pulled her self back
and began to walk back over to the bush from which she entered
the clearing. My name is Skye by the way, Sky Razorwind. She
turned back to look at his face, "and I'll have you know I am
quite matured for my age." She ran her hand across the top of
the bush, and quickly pulled out her bow and arrow, drawing it
fast and an arrow was sent rapidly soaring through the right
right above Razor's head and nailed a pheasant straight through
the head. It dropped from a branch it was trying to hide in,
landing flat on the ground. Skye smirked and giggled. "Would you
be a dear and fetch me my lunch?"
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: Maximus Canis Date: October 1, 2015, 10:52 pm
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Razor chuckled at her words. Maybe she was not as ignorant as he
had first thought. To call Razor a man was a contradiction in
the purest form. His eyes looking down to her as she was leaned
forward. His mind flashing images of grabbing the poor girl.
Breaking her will until only body remained. His deeper ambitions
coming out the closer she got to him and the lower she got near
his body. The game she played growing all the more dangerous.
Though he took in a deep breath: holding his animalistic
instincts at bay... For now. "Well, you are right about that. I
am what a choose to be. Man. Woman. Child. Monster. I am nothing
but a lie." His smirk never fading even as she walked away from
him. If anything it grew more ravenous. His eyes drifting down
as she walked; eyeing her hips sway with each step. Hearing her
speak of her maturity: a chuckle escaping. "Oh, I don't doubt
that..." He spoke with temptation thick in his eerily calm
voice. "Question is how mature..."
Though, once his words were through he watched her shoot the bow
with ease. Not even so much as phased by the arrow flying by
him. Only causing a gust of wind through his sloppily spiked
hair. Having lost any fear of weapons many years ago.hearing the
slam of the arrow head into the tree. Turning his head to look
to the target: not bothering to turn the rest of his body.
Though as she spoke of grabbing her lunch he looked back through
the corner of his eye. "Well... Since you asked nicely.." he
spoke before walking toward the bird. gripping the arrow and
pulling it from the bird and tree. one hand olding the bird as
the other held the arrow. his attention seeming focused on the
arrow. speaking to himself quietly. "Hm... Blessed weaponry..
Interesting..." this moment of silencenot lasting long as he
walked back to her. holding the bird by the neck at his side as
he held out the arrow for her to grab. "I would be careful with
toys like these... Advanced weaponry may protect you, but, it
makes you a target for creatures such as myself. you best know
how to use it." with his words now over he tossed the "lunch"
her way with a quick huff of a laugh.
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: The Nightingale Date: October 1, 2015, 11:15 pm
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She caught the dead bird, and began to examine her kill. "I have
been hunting for a very long time dear Razor, I know these woods
pretty well, I learned many lessons when I failed. I have a few
scars from wolf bites and such from careless behavior. I have
learned to observe my surrounding rather then rushing into
things. It is never wise to ignorantly charge into battle when
you are practically a small mortal girl as me. Many things can
kill you. You have to be the predator not the prey." She looked
Razor in the eyes, her face softened and she gave him a small
smile her hair falling in her face so she pushed it away.
Forgetting she had some blood on her other hand from examining
the bird, which now was semi wiped across her face and hair. She
quickly pulled her hand away to look at it. "Oh darn.. good
thing there's a lake not to far from here, I am not a fan of
smelling of fresh blood..too many animals in this forest." She
knelled down to the ground and pulled out her dagger to de-head
the pheasant since she already had blood on her. "I grew up to
master the hunt since I only had my father..only magic he could
teach me was enchanting and blessing weapons. Allows me to kill
the animals I need to and not causing them all the pain. As for
people I would use a regular arrow with a ridged tip. They don't
deserve the same curiosity. Every scream of pain is satisfying.
But I do suppose you understand that all to well, Razor. You
look like the time who likes screamers. She gave him a giggle
and a wink.
Her lunch was ready to be hung over a fire, and she had some
light blood splatter on her chest, arms, stomach, and clothes.
She pulled up a leather bag from her quiver that was neatly
folded up and placed the bird in there. The dagger she wiped off
on her skirt since it was already dirty and re-sheathed it.
Slowly she gathered her bird and returned to her feet.
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: Maximus Canis Date: October 1, 2015, 11:44 pm
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The blood that lay splattered upon the clothes and her skin
caused Razor to take in a deep breath through his nose:
embracing the scent. As a chimaera he had many forms of creature
inside of him. Both animal and monster. Many, if not all,
cannibalistic in nature. The blood enticing his mind and giving
him a sense of several emotions. Lust. Wrath. Impatience. And
beyond all else... Hunger. A hunger not for meet, but, much
deeper than that. An engraved hunger for the girl that almost
seemed to take over his mind, body, and soul. His expression not
changing. Only his eyes narrowing even further: the pupil almost
unable to see at this point. His fingertips growing short claws
as he clenched his fists: stabbing the nails into his right
palm. Blood dripping into the dirt as it sizzled away at the
blades of grass. Not desolving the grass, but, the grass
absorbed it. Tainting it with a blackened tone. Letting out a
huff as he slowly regained his composure; looking down to the
girl. Thinking back to her words.
"Mortality is no weakness, Skye... It is strength. Fear will
keep you alive and keep you fighting..." He spoke as if his mind
was elsewhere. Trying to keep his mind from the girl, though,
unable to escape the scent. Only able to bare with it. Trying to
ignore her words of the lake. The very thought of the girl
bathing only antagonizing the deep animalistic temptations.
Though, once she spoke of the screams his resistance had snapped
in half. His hand immediately shooting up to press against her
collar bone. Pushing her up against a tree as his body leaned
forward. His nose slipping inches from her jaw as he took in the
mix of her own scent and the blood. Speaking in a faint growl.
"What do you know of me, girl...? I will break you with no
remorse and bathe in your blood..." His words blatant and
threatening, though, his hand shook with anticipation. A war
raging on deep within his mind.
Though after his words he snapped back into control. his hand
slowly releasing her collar bone; raking down her chest on the
way. his face not as easy to pull away as he kept her pinned for
just a moment before finally pulling back. letting out a
seemingly pleasured groan as he took a few steps back. "Mmmn.."
Unable to form any words as he turned away from her. slowly
walking towards the lake she had spoken of. dragging his claws
along a tree to etch the marks deep into the bark as he passed.
letting out a low growl. needing the air for a moment. knowing
this girl needed distance from him. knowing she needed the
cleaning she spoke of.
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Re: The Silent Hunter
By: The Nightingale Date: October 2, 2015, 12:10 am
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Skye although startled internally showed no emotions, like she
was taught. She took a deep breath trying to gather herself
again. In her mind she couldn't help but think to herself "He
has a weakness with blood, he loses himself.." At fist she was
following him from a distance but as the lake neared the smell
of wet grass and dirt filled the air. Skye started to get closer
to Razor, and then began to get ahead of him. Her attitude
changed as she felt excited to get to the lake. You could hear
the sound of falling water get louder, a detail she may have
forgotten to mention. "I forgot to tell you this lake has a
waterfall above it. It is my favorite place to go there are very
rare animals here sometimes!" She shouted as she kept running. A
clearing appeared and the waterfall was completely visible as
was Skye pulling off her cloak, quiver, bow, and dagger pouch.
She paused for a few seconds to unlace her boots and kick them
off before jumping into the water...semi fully clothed. Skye
figured the water would rinse the blood from her outfit, well
most of her outfit her boots and cloak would have to wait. She
disappeared for a bit then resurfaced but only to throw off her
wet thigh high leggings and skirt on to the grass. Then she
began to fight with her corset until it un-clipped and that
ended up on the grass as well. Leaving her in a soaked bandeau,
and panties. Her wet hair draped over her chest her top barely
concealing what rest inside of it. She used the grass edge to
keep herself above the water her legs slowly moving about to
keep her up.
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