Ruieze Fields

Open fields and soft grass...
Ruieze stretches far in the midlands of Moladion, laced with streams that feed into Diveen and out of Asteraia at times. The fields are vast, filled with wildflowers and tall, soft grass; trees are sparse, as are rocks, but one can find small shrubs to hide amongst, and the grass itself. To the south of the fields, a Ruieze River widens, and the ground becomes sandy. There is a small, grassy island that can be reached from the banks, with water-birds often congregating on the island rather than the riverbanks.

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Posted on June 11, 2014 at 01:14:13 AM by Seir



Hunger.

The thought predominated him, so many times he failed to hunt to kill what it is he wanted. He was on his own now, no white protector or shadow to help him kill. The shadow did not like him anyway, his own monsterous belly wishing to consume the smaller version of himself. He liked the witch and he liked the protector but he did not like that that looked like him. He was good at hunting though and he was not. Seir he decided to call himself. He grasped language slowly by listening to others they have names things to call himself, he was learning to follow their ways lower their guards get closer. The time was right when he was close, his stamina was improving but still he could not try to take his prey and not expect himself to lose his breath.

Today though perhaps was his lucky day. A morsel was out, small helpless week to his strength and ability. There was another, bigger, but skinny old, weak. Both were good to eat both would satisfy the hunger in his belly he could take either, the larger would be harder, yet more filling the small easier and would be temporary. It all depended on who dared come close to him first. He had been watching them for a while his stomach clawing with hunger his mind set on them simply waiting and watching. They chased a small skittering thing about that was much to small to even be considered a snack, not even the right flesh to fully appease the little monster than stood and waited. He wasn’t quite so little anymore though. Nearly full grown he was nearly as tall as the elder male and nearly towered over the yearling and his weight was much greater than both of them. His youth was on his side as well and he would be quick to use it. Quick being the key word.

He waited for them to get closer get distracted before he started making his way from the brush from which he had been spying on them. The true demon crept closer waiting watching looking somewhat nervous as he approached his tail wagging looking happy though really it was just the excitement that filled him from the prospect that soon he would eat and be full.

If they saw him as he neared them he may have looked somewhat innocent or curious to what they were doing. He didn’t make the mistake again of waiting for them to notice. He had learned that from the last one and the one before no. He would launch now.

It was like a spring loaded trap that suddenly he went for the boy of black. He would be first he is small weak and he could likely injure him easier. If the large one got in the way well he would then be his meal. Neither would be much of a treat for the handsome boy of black, white and red. He would aim for the smaller boys scruff and if the large one got in the way he would attempt to grab at his neck too. Speed was necessary lest the witch take his breath from him once more.

seir
Devours No Heart Steals No Soul Loner TobiasxFlare
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