MALiKYE
To say that he had never killed one so young would be an utter lie. He had killed younger, brutalized younger and eaten much younger. Yet still, the murderer hesitates within the shadows; a thing that he rarely ever did. Cobalts remain locked upon the slender frame of the girl as she moves, saliva pooling in his mouth at the thought of her thin frame within his jaws. She is so lithe, it would be such an easy kill for him to make. Yet still, the wraith pauses. He is crouched, stomach against Mother Earth’s bosom as muscles twitch with adrenaline. Paws flex as talons dig within the soil as tail begins to twitch with impatience. He was going to kill her, there was no doubt about that for the cannibal hungers this day. The question was; when? He was taking too long, the winds would shift against him and blow his cover. It must be his lucky day though for just as he feels himself beginning to feel a breeze tug at his thick pelt, the girl begins to make her self comfortable upon the rock, curling into a ball and falling into an easy slumber.
The beast almost laughs.
Until another breaks into his view.
A silent snarl rips away his handsome features and turns them into a wickedly gruesome mask. His scar isn’t helping the effect at all. Saliva drips from elongated fangs as thick, massive hackles raise in irritation. All hesitations were over as arrogant words spill from the others mouth. A low growl emanates from the darkness where the vampire dwells, vibrating through the area and rising in sound until it becomes a seemingly deafening roar. He rises, like a demon rising from the underworld, and moves away from his hiding place. Ears flatten against his massive cranium as he pauses just behind the young male, fur bristling and teeth bare. "Are you often so careless when around others?" His response is a growled out, husky tone filled with utter impatience and a lack of amusement. Unlike the others, he wasn’t joking around. Malikye raises his head, fixing what he would call a pup with a steely, ice old stare as he looked down upon him.
Now Malikye was no hero.
This boy was simply ruining his hunt.
Lips curl back and daggers are revealed until he finally smirks, as if disgusted with the likes of this creature. For a moment, icy shards dart to the girl upon the rock who would obviously be woken up by now. In that brief second of glance, it appears as if Malikye has made a choice. He would spare this dame for right before him looked like a perfect meal. Tongue slides out of his jaws, as eyes slowly make their way back to the boy, dragging along his kissers as his head lowers.
The beast takes a step, eyes flashing as if now, in this moment, he finds his amusement. "I wonder if anyone will miss you."
ooc: man, that’s a horrible posty, sorry it took so long too. I sorry. No worries, Mal won’t attack or anything. <3
"hear the demon creep"
IROMAR male . casanova . demon . |
