------I bleach the sky and melt like grass. [blitz charrie]

Mastodon

Chryosynthe:
Ironic. The hour of hunt is by far the most silent, and in such a populous area of the world, It was almost haunting. No wolves here. The trees echoed with the sounds of my lonely trekking. Even birds didn�t whistle a tune. It was strange, it almost made me feel like something was going to happen. Something horrible. What a good change of course that would be! I could hardly wait. Sometimes I�d even dream I was born in a world casted in fire, just so I had something more interesting to wake up to every day. Hell, maybe Mastodon would be more interested in a world of that caliber. Maybe I could see a shred of personality in him. I could only hope.
There were small invisible trails created by the scent of creatures in a rush to scurry back to their dens. Like me, they have traveled far and wide to search for something small but useful. I�d thank the slowest bastard out here when I get my hands on him, because it will be his mistake that shall bring my reward. If it weren�t for the dumb and slow, a lone wolf like me would be out of the business long past.
Sometimes the bullshitters were to be thanked. And Eaten.
I�ve seen my pleas have been heard. A fat, slow ground hog had no idea that my nose had brought me right to him. He didn�t know, yet, the power of desperation. Hunger was madness. I froze in place for a second, but before my belly could turn over and cry out, I dashed towards it. I came so close, but someone else was coming too.

Mastodon:
I was walking alone. I felt the cold creeping in, today was forgotten and tomorrow was already thought about. Everyone had somewhere to be, but I could be wherever I want. I finally gave in to my stomachs demands, but my brothers words ring in my head -youll never grow if you don�t eat Mastodon. I just wanted to grow so Chryosynthe would shut the fuck up. I don�t mind much what I look like, I never too long to see the face looking back at me in the lake. He didn�t look anything like I pictured him.
For once I felt like chasing something. Nobody was watching, so I felt like interacting with the world around me. My nose fell quickly towards my toes and lead itself, my body merely following. I hardly paid attention to anything around me, once my stomach got word that there was a succulent meal not far off. I didn�t look before I bolted.
Chryosynthe came up on my prey like a shadow. In this dim light of winter dusk, he was nearly invisible. Our head collided but I felt his jaws connected to the same prey. I screamed in pain, Chryosynthe had a hard head, a fucking thick one at that. I didn�t let go of the ground hog that was squirming in my jaws, but as I fell my jaws became heavy and crushed right through its body. Once Chryosynthe realized I drew the first blood, I could see the veins in his eyes saturated with blood. His body was getting warmer, I could feel it from this short distance. He crushed his jaws too and began violently tearing back and forth. I pulled backwards, savoring what was truly mine!
We ripped it in half. Hot blood spewed onto the thin sheet of snow below. We were both too hungry to care. I dragged a long piece of intestine with my half, quickly eating it before Chryosynthe would be able to come pick at my portion. We both finished rather quickly, but I was started by his growl.
Someone approached us.
I wore an apron of blood. But god it felt so good to be a mad butcher.

Chryosynthe

2 years || Twins of League || No Home || Photo credit: Kevhyel.deviantart.com/manip by Waiki

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