September 18, 2018, 10:32 PM
A beast continued it's way forward. Crimson soaked their light snout, as a corpse hung from their teeth. Their paws kept forward, as the sound of bones snapping resounded around. The rodent hung downward in death, a mouse that was no more. A trial of red hung behind here, leaving patches of blood, as it was not the only victim. Though nothing was left behind, as the monster devoured it whole, the bones and the guts, all would fall into the abyss. Crunchy as it was, and dull in taste, they continued to chew the marrow. For the thought to fill the gut, was only met with a bleak reality check. Nothing could fill what they desired.
Red paws, red maw, green eyes, a sandy pelt- and an endless journey ahead.
They did not look like a fearsome beast, but they're soul has already been devoured by sins.
They did not look like a fearsome beast, but they're soul has already been devoured by sins.
September 19, 2018, 09:52 AM
(This post was last modified: September 19, 2018, 09:53 AM by Imtiaz.)
There is blood on this wolf's mouth, which pleases him. Blood of a. . .
Rodent, by scent.
Imtiaz draws closer, lips parted in a toothy grin.
This wolf's eyes are green like emeralds, like verdant spring.
"Why are you here?" the serpent asks gently, cocking his head.
To feast?
Or to be feasted upon?
Rodent, by scent.
Imtiaz draws closer, lips parted in a toothy grin.
This wolf's eyes are green like emeralds, like verdant spring.
"Why are you here?" the serpent asks gently, cocking his head.
To feast?
Or to be feasted upon?
September 19, 2018, 10:50 AM
(This post was last modified: September 19, 2018, 10:53 AM by Monty.)
A snake appeared, but not one with a plump waist or a good looking dinner. They were like ice, thin and tasteless, the only thing that held up the possible meal before them, was the life that held on. They cocked their head, and the beast narrowed their site on the prey that spoke before them. They finished last of the rat, but it did not quench the hunger.
A question, that they did not know of. Its been too long since they heard a meal speak proper words, ones that weren't of agony and screams. But the cold snake before them, did not look appetizing enough to feast upon. Then would they provide adequate entertainment? In the end, it's up to fate if they enter the abyss of desire.
"Hunger." A single word was all that defined the beast. They were a glutton; a desire to fill the void from within. The frothed from the mouth, the strong feeling of a need to devour held strong. They wanted to feast and fill themselves, but the one before them did not look at all appetizing. Though maybe, they could be the dinner they desire.
A question, that they did not know of. Its been too long since they heard a meal speak proper words, ones that weren't of agony and screams. But the cold snake before them, did not look appetizing enough to feast upon. Then would they provide adequate entertainment? In the end, it's up to fate if they enter the abyss of desire.
"Hunger." A single word was all that defined the beast. They were a glutton; a desire to fill the void from within. The frothed from the mouth, the strong feeling of a need to devour held strong. They wanted to feast and fill themselves, but the one before them did not look at all appetizing. Though maybe, they could be the dinner they desire.
September 23, 2018, 01:26 PM
(This post was last modified: September 23, 2018, 01:27 PM by Imtiaz.)
The word brings saliva to his own mouth, and he lets it pool, enjoying the feeling.
It rises up, kissing his inner lips--then he swallows, licking his chops and smiling broadly.
"What do you hunger for?" Imtiaz queries.
The smell of blood is enticing,
But even more so is the look in this wolf's eyes.
They will do anything for hunger.
Anything.
It rises up, kissing his inner lips--then he swallows, licking his chops and smiling broadly.
"What do you hunger for?" Imtiaz queries.
The smell of blood is enticing,
But even more so is the look in this wolf's eyes.
They will do anything for hunger.
Anything.
September 23, 2018, 08:04 PM
Their long claws seeped into the dirt, once lifted upward bringing the forests residue with. They stepped forward, an emerald that held the curiosity of a child within its gloss, "Everything."
The greed to fill the void, devour what would satisfy the glutton that their stomach rumbles to. They want it, they want to taste that satisfying meal that would bring the end to their desires. But the world has yet to give the opportunity despite how much they have ate. People, canines, felines, rodents, trees, grass, and even dirt. None of it was memorizing enough to crave again, and to satisfy their journey of a feast.
The greed to fill the void, devour what would satisfy the glutton that their stomach rumbles to. They want it, they want to taste that satisfying meal that would bring the end to their desires. But the world has yet to give the opportunity despite how much they have ate. People, canines, felines, rodents, trees, grass, and even dirt. None of it was memorizing enough to crave again, and to satisfy their journey of a feast.
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