Bloody Mari

[FlyingPanther]

The chink of chain and metal sounded in a quiet alleyway, rather late at night. The sourse proved to be a young female feline euclide, up after bedtime one can only assume. But despite the fact that she seemed to be as vulnerable as they come, looks were deciving.

The fact was that Maritudoribkae had been on her own for quite some time. She had chosen this life, as she desired to live up to her father's reputation and kill a murdon. She couldn't imagine that her desires could be fulfilled coming from a coddled exsistence. No, she wanted to be out, exposed to the elements, fighting for her life. This was the only way to toughen herself up for her task ahead. It was her dream, her number one goal in life. Everything else, including family (with the exception of her father MAYBE), was second.

She had a murderous streak to her already. She thrilled in the hunt and chase, and to squelsh the life out of things was one of her favorite past times. Tonight was no acception, she was looking for suitible prey. As a novice she had not been very successful lately in making a kill, which made her near furious that she could be so 'weak'. She had not eaten in several days...and her stomach acids were beginning to eat the lining of her stomach painfully, only putting her in a fouler mood then she had been in before. Despite this however, she seemed not to be phased by her pain. That or she was trying her hardest to be strong.

The glimmer of something alive came into view in the gloom of night, and she silently stalked.

Maritudoribkae: 1 / 15

[silvertip]

(wow they are really alike. o.O)


A dark figure stalked the alleyways. Only her blood like markings and small white places made her visible. Her glare pierced the night like stars. She was independant and thought nothing of her family.

Her mother would probably be worried right now, cannibals stalked around for easy targets. Her mother was weak. She'd fallen for so called 'love' aswell. Kezi could never let that happen to her.

She had little respect for her father too. He was a dingy fool, crossed many times in his past. But he did have a Murdon organ. Oh how she wanted one. It would be a symbol for the world. Non would dare defy her.

Caught up in her day dreaming she didn't notice Mari. Untill the chain made a small chink. Her ears flicked. She turned around and her tail trashed around, another was near she couldn
't reconize her own sister in the shadows. A small mischevious smirk covered her face. She waited for the 'stranger' to make its move.

(horrible I know I'm so rusty. Kezi:4)

[iprince]

Mmm. Fresh body. His favorite.

Kaemmanuelj hunkered over the expansive corpse of a freshly caught meal spread out before him like a banquet. Hahah. Ripped open too, if he was going to get technical. From gullet to groin the poor thing was run through, steaming organs glittering in the faint moonlight. And oh, how the air stank of rich, metallic blood.

Kaem rubbed his hands together (furless, human hands) and leaned further over the Euclides’ corpse, his pale, scarred lips peeled back in a pleasant grin. Without so much as quiver of his lip he sank said hands into the open body and ripped out a chunk of flesh, bringing it raw and dripping to his mouth.

Chewing with humanoid teeth was never an easy thing, but ah, the joys of having thumbs. And it was so much easier to blend in with the night upon wearing the ragged clothes of a beggar (ever so common in the old Victorian streets), then by strutting along as an over-sized mutt.

Clink.

Kaem’s attention jerked away from his meal, cheeks swollen with bits of Euclides. He squinted pale hazel eyes through the darkness (useless in this form), to make out the dark shapes of…

…bebes, apparently. He grinned around his mouthful and swallowed (yellow, rotting teeth glaring through the shadows). Perhaps they’d like to join him in his feast.

“Ahoy there, kittens!” Kaem shouted, dragging himself to his feet and tinkering with the ratty scarf about his neck. He stepped into the faint light,” Might bit late to be away from Mum and Da, innit it?”

[FlyingPanther]

Mari was also oblivious to her sister. In fact, she slinked right by her with not so much as a glance. The glimmer of life she had seen was from Kaem. Somehow, however, he had managed to spot her. She snorted, standing up, now discovered there was no reason to waste the energy of stalking. She silently cursed, knowing it was probably her chain that gave her away, she had been so quite and feline like otherwise. She looked at the dishoveled old canine, her face with a tint of discust. He had mentioned kittens though? She searched around...and in the gloom...finally saw her sister. Again with the silent cursing...she had walked right by her without noticing! She would have to be better about that.

She looked back to the canine. "I'm always away from 'Mum and Da'." she said mocking his accent. She was annoyed with the whole situation. Not seeing her sister. Having been cought in the act of stalking. And she was not big on getting chummy with other people. Overall the situation was just...annoying. Her stomach however growled upon seeing the torn up euclide splayed out on the cobblestone streets. She looked at the canine, discusted by his prize, but not all together unimpressed. She didn't approve of eatting other euclide, but at the same time...if you were hungry...and that was all you could find to eat, she supposed that it might be....ok...maybe. No she was still not very pleased with the male. Though all she could really do about it was verbalize her discust, but he was a big canine, and she a small feline. She didn't know if this euclides was crazy or not. Best not to antagonize him. Mari was malicious, but she wasn't stupid. She knew she was not old enough to take on a full grown adult yet.

Maritudoribkae: 2 / 15

[silvertip]

Intent on the lurking figure in the shadows, Kezi didn't notice the canine approaching. Her tail ficked every once in awhile. The only thing that distracted her was the strangers words.

Suddenly the bebe turned to face the keeper of the vioce. "Kittens!" Kezibikae thought in disgust. How dare he! Her tail violently trashed around angrily. As soon as Mari spoke Kezi reconized the vioce. She took a soft step towards her sister. "Well if it isn't my sister?" She gave her a cocky smirk.

oh right, the canine. She turned to face him once again. "I'm sorry, mother told me not to talk to strangers." she said in an innocent tone. He probably wouldn't buy it. Besides the discarded trash of humans, something else was in the air. A thick lovely stench. Blood. The first time she tried blood, she became her violent blood thristy self, it was like a drug. An intoxicating drug.

She pushed the thought of blood back deep within her mind. The canine wouldn't like a little bebe thinkin of his trophy. Instead, she examined him. He was big, and bulky. With a dirty brown coat, and a few red markings bordered by black. Judging by his prey, he was a Cannibal.

She moved closer to her sister. She could feel her disapproval. Her eyes trailed to the siblines chain, down to her box. She was probably as desprite for a murdon organ as she was. Her attention then flickered to the strange Canine. She didn't trust him at all.....

(Kezi:5)

[iprince]

Kaemmanuel’s grin widened, stretching the pale, disfiguring scars about his lips to a gruesome length. Oh, it had been a while since he’d had such interesting company as bebes! Children always made the best companions, eager to learn, eager to play, normally much more willing to accept his idocentricies.

At their words, though, his smile faltered. Oooh, these cubbies weren’t friendly one’s at all, were they? Hah! Well look at them, Emmers, of course they aren’t! They had some nasty types mixed up in their blood. Huff! Petty excuses! Kaemmanuel wasn’t a pleasant type either, and he was decent company when he wished to be. Certainly didn’t go about snapping to strangers.

But such was the honesty of children.

“Aye, kittens, there’s no need for that!” he stooped back down to a sit in attempt to be more ‘their height’. He rested his hands against the side of the corpse and shoved it forward a little,” I, I may be nasty looking, but I don’t eat bebes. Just thought I’d offer t’ share my meal an’ all. Without Mum and Da it’s mighty hard for yunguns to find a properly filling piece o’ prey,” his hand danced over the gore sodden fur,” Course, I do understand if it’s not yet cup ‘o tea.”

No harm in asking, though. Never any in that.