sacrifice the pure & rape the righteous

we only want to corrupt; we only want to destroy

The beast's hunger was ravenous and it could not be quelled.

He had attempted to laze about the day, conserving his energy so he would not grow to become starved as the day wore on, but it did not matter. The ireful sounds that his body now made were indications that he could not procrastinate any longer - he must hunt. And so the alabaster and auburn devil rose upon heavily worked muscles to his paws to begin his trek from the treeline and into the vast fields upon the horizon.

His nose twitched lightly upon finding the strong scent of a herd nearby and he was soon increasing his pace into an easy lope so that he may catch up in time to begin stalking them. It was not long after that he was able to get a glimpse of the mass of creatures and yet the figure of another breaking from one side of the group sent them all into one chaotic stampeded away from where Hollow was now standing.

Irritated that some fool had spooked his potential meal, he skirted the area at a reasonable distance, far enough away that he could not determine the details of the male's fur as he watched him closely. He continued to trail slowly after the prey, all the while keeping his eye upon the male and now the many that began to gather with him. If he were organizing some kind of hunt, it would be a marvelous prize to have more than one downed elk to feast upon at the end of the day. The prospect of such drew the solitary beast further inward to the growing crowd, though he kept himself at a comfortable distance as he watched onward, not allowing himself to become static in his position.

TEN YEARS || NO FURY || NO SIREN || FREE OF CHAINS || SATANICAN BEAST