sweet little nothings (tagged)

[Vile Chaos]

Slyck;

She was hidden in the brittle shrubbery, luminescent eyes looking over the valley with little interest. This place had served to be her home for the time being, but she never expected home to be so lonely. No soul had dared climb the cliff except the woman, leaving her with her own company. It was odd, having to entertain her messed up fantasies herself while waiting for a mouse to go for the cheese in the mousetrap. It was an isolated life for the shrew of a woman that needed companionship to function. Everyone has their social needs, Slyck just more deadly than the last.

The strangest part of being alone near a rocky hilltop was the things you found when not talking and manipulating another. She had found many interesting things, none she had experienced in her childhood. there were things with two horns climbing the landscape like it was the thing the animal was born to do. Perhaps it was, she mused while crouching in the grass. It was better than trying to actively hunt for game. Wait for your moment and strike like a snake, no matter the prey.

Boomer

[Boomer]

Dusk

A quiet hum escaped the male's throat as he'd walk cautiously against the snow. It was one of those times where he wasn't seen with his brother, in fact he hadn't seen his brother in awhile, though Dusk wouldn't pay too much mind on it.

The red marked male tugged his lips, holding a smirk to his maw as he would lift his snout ever-so-slightly upwards and was able to sniff out prey in the distance. He couldn't lie to himself, he wasn't the most hungry wolf out there, he wasn't much hungry anyway but the hunt just brought excitement in his life.

He could already taste the blood in his mouth, he was obviously one for excitement, it was what he lived for.

Dusk trotted softly towards the scent of prey, soon lifting his paws gently up as he climbed the rocky, snow covered hill-top. Dusk sniffed the air once more, trying to see if the scent grew closer; in which it did. However, Dusk had caught another scent in which seemed familiar to him, the male cocks a brow but shakes his head as he was worried he'd lose his prey.

Dusk spots the two-horned prey, licking his maw a bit with a deadly grin to him before he'd swiftly dart off to his prey, being careful not to trip on anything in his path. His scarlet gaze never leaving his hunt as he'd charge faster and faster as his catch would run for its dear feeble life.

[Vile Chaos]

Slyck;

She watch the animal with mild disinterest from her spot in the grass when a scent wafted up to her nose. It seemed familiar, but you would catch her dead than approaching and recognizing past wolves. Plus, it mixed with the horned animal. Perhaps the two critters will give the small, dark girl a good show. Turning her luminescent eyes and grey face towards the action, Slyck watched and waited for something to happen.

Though she couldn't get it out of her head that she knew the wolf's scent. It was easier for her to ponder since she isn't the one on a hunt, but she couldn't deny it bothered her. Normally, she doesn't leave wolves that go against her alive long, so perhaps this is an old friend? Then again, friend making isn't one of Slyck's strong suits. Flicking her iron-tipped tail out of thought, she stuck her head out of the bush she resided in to get a better look at who it might be.

[Boomer]

Dusk

Gaining speed the wolf would now run beside the horned animal, launching himself at the deer as he would bite at its side belly.

The animal would bawl in pain before attempting to give the red and black wolf a kick to his face, though Dusk knew better, therefore he would side-step quickly. The wolf grinned as he would see blood starting to drip from the creature, his own jaw with the animal's blood. The wolf lunges at it again this time aiming for its thigh so that he could slow it down.

Dusk would ultimately slip a bit, only nipping at the deer's thigh. He growls aggressively before balancing himself up and swiftly running to his prey. Another aggravated attempt to bite at its thighs as he would also include not only his fangs but his claws as well.

With his weight included he manages to slow the deer down and tumble it over, he, aiming for different parts of the body now, starts biting any and every part of the deer to weaken it as fast as possible, all while growling aggressively.

Hearing the deer bawl was music to Dusk's ears, and seeing the blood drip away from its body was a sight to behold, okay it wasn't Dusk had seen better so he was contempt of the creature. Though he couldn't lie, he liked making animals bleed and suffer.

He gracefully hops off the dying deer and sits inches away from it, watching it as it slowly dies off because of him. He licked his bloody muzzle on his already bloody looking maw, smirking before chuckling to himself "And once again Dusk had to end a life of a poor creature in which gave me no challenge." He scoffed a bit before wrapping his tail around himself "Tell me there's more of ya, I need entertainment ya'know?" He says looking at the deer in which was still slowly dying.

He glares and huffs, as if having a conversation with the dying creature "C'mon, gimme something." He says, staring down at the deer before it gave its last breath. Dusk raised a brow before shaking his head softly "Shame, fun didn't last long." He scoffs once more before turning away as he would get up.

He didn't remember he had smelled a familiar scent early, nor could he smell it much now now that blood basically covered his nose. He hums quietly as he would very slowly walk away from the carcass "Guess I'll find fun somewhere else."

[Vile Chaos]

Slyck;

She watched the brawl with diluted regard some more, watching the darker colored wolf take on the mountainous creature in its own environment. She cracked a sickeningly sweet smile before creeping closer to the show.

The man lunged at the deer without much of a warning or a plan it seemed. He slipped and bit aggressively at the poor thing, hesitation something that the dark man clearly did not possess in the thrill of the hunt. She blinked her luminous eyes as thing was finally taken down, taking a lot longer than it probably should've. He started to talk to the beast like it would respond living or dead, and that's when Slyck decided to announce her presence.

"Fun?" She drawled out, flicking her steel-tipped tail ever so slightly. "Poor boy needs to kill something to have fun?" She was, in case it wasn't blindingly obvious, making fun of the man. He seemed adamant on murder and downright insane, though it seems like he's very open about it. Either way, he was in good company with the smaller girl with distant eyes.

She drew closer to the man and the corpse, tilting her grey and metallic purple head in question. "Why not enjoy the spoils of your hunt?" Slyck inquired with a slow blink. She was weeding out his inner opinions, seeing if she truly recognized him like she thought she did. She... wasn't good with faces, or smells. Who needs to remember things that die in this shriveled flower's presence?

[Boomer]

Dusk

His attention quickly was caught by the female who had seemed to appear out of nowhere. The male blinks a few times as he looks to the smaller female before him. He cocks a slight brow with a slight aggravated expression to his face, sensing the mockery in her voice.

He huffs quietly before standing straight and barely tilting his head to either side "This poor boy has a name, that name being the one and only, Dusk." he tugs the slightest of smirks before he continued to listen to what the metalic colored looking she-wolf had to say.

Enjoy the spoils of his hunt? He was all for that, however he liked enjoying the spoils of his hunt when it was challenging to him. His prey gave him not much excitement, and he found it worthless to enjoy anything if he basically didn't work hard for it. Though he couldn't lie he loved things that came easy for him, he just liked hunting differently.

"This little thing was too easy, why should I enjoy it? It's not rewarding if I hunt a weakling you know, too easy, me being raised to be a killer I need to feel challenged." he says with a hint of proudness in his voice.

His eyes lazily closes half heartedly as his scarlet colored eyes were still partially opened. He barely scanned the female with her distinctive features, and with partially seeing that his eyed open fully once again. Surely this wolf could be recognized easily, he had never seen anyone like her before, maybe she was the familiar scent he had smelled earlier but didn't bother to investigate. He slowly made a half circle around the female, being on the opposite side before sitting down on his haunches and speaking "What about you? I'm guessing you like to have fun with your hunt right?"