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this is heavy - Doe - September 27, 2016
@Murgash <3
A Great and Terrible Hunger had taken the Blackrock's beta. At any time of day, at all hours of the night, she could be seen stalking whatever small creature caught her fancy. Sand crabs, seagulls, seal pups - and most often she caught them, for there was a glint now in her eyes that'd not been there before; a meanness that was dictated by nature itself, for no mother lived or raised cubs without a little meanness in them.That day, it was a chittering squirrel. The unwitting creature was scurrying about, gathering food for the coming winter. Doe moved as slowly as she dared through the bushes, head thrust forward and shoulders bent -
Doe pounced, but the squirrel was faster, this time. With a cry of rage, she tore away from the wood and headed back toward the heart of the territory, swollen teats swinging with every step. She'd left a snack in one of the caches, she knew, and that would just have to do for now. Though she couldn't quite remember what it was, she felt as though nothing she ate would ever be enough anymore - these pups of hers needed more than she could catch just for herself, and though Szymon supplemented her diet with all manner of cool, slimy treat from the sea, she was just so hungry now it was like she'd never eaten before!
So when she discovered her favorite cache to be - well, not empty, but definitely missing all her usual and favorite fares, it was all just too much to bear. With a cry of rage and a hiss like an agry wildcat, she turned her head away and cast her glinting eyes across the sand.
"Murgash!" she howled, cold rage beginning to fill her tiny body.
RE: this is heavy - Murgash - September 27, 2016
Uh oh.
Murgash knew that sound. The angry cry of a she-wolf -- a furious noise he was all too familiar with.
Hell hath no fury like a hungry woman, right?
For a brief minute Murgash considered making himself scarce, but he could not pass up the opportunity to woo Doe from her (un)intended. In his eyes she was a prize to be fought for, a claim to seize. Naturally Doe likely did not share that sentiment.
With a sheepish, sickly smile the slimeball dutifully approached her, his grin wide from ear to ear. As if butter (or fish) would not melt in his mouth. "wot be the problem moi ladee? You sound mad -- Oi knows jus' de thing thatell cheer you roight up, cutie." He winked suggestively, not at all put off by the prospect that he had eaten her lunch or that she was betrothed to a wolf in many ways his superior.
RE: this is heavy - Doe - September 27, 2016
His approach took long enough for her anger to switch from cold to hot and back again, and she alternately planned on either going for his throat or howling for Szymon. In the end, she did neither, as her temper was only just inching back toward a simmer when he finally appeared before her. Maybe she could've had a polite conversation about what he'd done to upset her - or perhaps she would've settled for a making a scathing remark and a veiled threat or two. But that voice of his undid her, and a wordless snarl of fury tore past her teeth as the last word - cutie - reached her ears.
She wasn't cute. Not today. She was hungry, and she would happily eat Murgash if he fell down before her. Only, that wasn't going to happen, and there was nothing she could stomach in the cache and it was all his fault.
Tears prickled in the corners of Doe's eyes, and she gazed imploringly at the vexing male before her as the fire in her belly cooled into what it really was - a tummy ache. And she couldn't believe it! She'd eaten twice already today and all she ever did was lie around, when she wasn't fixing her den, and it just wasn't fair.
"Bring me fooood," Doe wailed, her bottom plopping onto the sandy beach as the last word turned into a pitiful cry. Once that first sound made it out of her, all resolve was gone. Doe tried and failed to hold in her agonized sobs, sucking in breath after breath that just couldn't plug up the gaping black hole that was her stomach.
RE: this is heavy - Murgash - September 28, 2016
oops.
apparently his platitudes fell short -- as did his looks -- no sooner had he finished the word 'cutie' did doe let loose her fury. murgash, if he was capable of regret, only felt its' sting for a moment -- and only because he felt sorry for himself. not the other way around.
he had decided in that split moment that 'cutie' wasn't the right adjective for the enraged female anyway -- at least not when she wore such a contorted look of ire on her visage. he flagged his tail somewhat doubtfully and canted his ugly muzzle to the side, the dopey grin still infuriatingly wide across his muzzle.
"oi knows jus' de thingy te cheer ye up!" he declared, backpedaling as if eager to do her bidding. in reality, he was just eager to put distance between the two.. especially if she was really angry. he wasn't really planning on getting her food, but if she bought his ruse maybe he could disappear while she cooled off..
because women worked that way, right?
her morph from red-hot enraged siren to piteously wailing and helpless woman instantly mollified murgash -- at least enough for him the change his plans of abandoning her. "wot is it yer em-ee-nence wishes for? ole murgy will get it for ye." for a price -- but he'd mention that later.
RE: this is heavy - Doe - September 29, 2016
It took Doe several long seconds of rapid breaths and stifled hiccoughs to get her body back under order. When she could finally heave a deep sigh and look Murgash in the eye, her stomach still rumbled, her teats still ached, a her throat still felt painfully tight. Still, she didn't burst into tears again when she spoke, even if her words were a little wobbly.
"Red s-snap-pper," she mumbled, thoroughly embarrassed by her unruly reactions but equally unwilling to pass up the opportunity to eat.
True, she could've picked something less savory from the caches and saited her hunger just as well - Though many things now turned her stomach, few could truly cause her to vomit. Alas, Doe was a haughty creature, and if the option availed itself, would always choose the better one. And right now, red snapper sounded like the best thing she'd ever heard of - why would anyone eat anything other than red snapper? How could she have stomached anything other than red snapper since first trying it? How had she survived her youth in the desert without red snapper to gorge herself on?
"Please," she added, crawling forward a bit on her belly and blinking sweetly at the bigger wolf. Suddenly, she felt as though she might do just about anything for just a tiny bite of red snapper.
RE: this is heavy - Murgash - October 01, 2016
as she wormed towards him his resolve to leave her high and dry melted completely -- her theatrics were enough to wrap him around her narrow little toes. murgash had no earthly idea a red snapper was a fish -- his mind instantly went to his red snapper. surely that would be just as appetizing, right? "oi'm not sure wot det is, unless ye be talking about moin own red snapper??" he arched a brow suggestively, swinging his girth back and forth like a merry little bell.
he knew she wasn't, but he couldn't pass an opportunity to remind her that he was ready and available. he leapt back quickly after saying it, and for good reason too -- it was likely his cheekiness would not be taken too kindly.
RE: this is heavy - Doe - October 01, 2016
Murgash was lucky that he'd back away. Doe wasted little time in her fury, and as soon as it was returned to her, she lunged toward the member that the dark male spoke of.
A meal was a meal.
But she fell a little short, and didn't feel like following after the bigger animal and placing herself underneath him - her stomach roiled at the thought! - so she retreated back into herself with angrily glinting eyes, coiling once again to spring, should a good opportunity present itself. Her chameleon emotions had dried her eyes, but her hunger was not yet saited - and she would gladly snack up on Murgash's red snapper - and she'd laugh to see what he'd try to brandish, then.
"Leave," she hissed, fur puffed out like an angry cat. "If you know what's good for you, you won't go near the caches by my den again." Her thoughts turned dark as she thought of ways she might more permenantly ward him off, and then decided that a good threat was worth showing her hand. "Next time, you might find that it doesn't agree with you."
What herbs could she hide there that would make his life worse? A sickly wolf like him oughtn't be able to smell some of the subtler of toxins...
"And the next time you come to my call, you'd better bring something to eat with you," she added, snapping her teeth in his direction. "I won't miss, next time."
RE: this is heavy - Murgash - October 12, 2016
meep! the lady was in no joking mood -- a shame, murgash thought, for he had many more gems where that came from. normally he loved women making a lunge for his lower region, but this time he made an exception because he did not think doe was planning on being the type of rough he enjoyed.
hormones -- they really did a number, didn't they?
he did not need to be told twice -- and her threat about food was not missed. how could she waste food like that! scoundrel! murgash mourned immediately for their loss, but did not quip this to the lady. "ov course!" he yipped, his tail scooting under him like a soggy whip as he beat a hasty retreat. as he put distance between them he called behind his back: "did oi mention ye look ravishing to-noight?" and hungry, but he wasn't going to say that!
RE: this is heavy - Doe - October 15, 2016
It was with great satisfaction that Doe watched Murgash turn tail and retreat. A part of her began to feel guilty over how she'd treated the foreign nobleman - for it was surely a very different place that he came from - but Doe felt it was more important to have him fear her than think her polite.
A soft, long-suffering sigh escaped her as Murgash's hollered 'compliment' reached her ears. Instead of enraging her futher, Doe was slightly mollified at his apparent attempt to appease her. She was a shewolf who was easily won over by compliments.
Feeling much better after letting off some steam, Doe watched Murgash until he disappeared and then turned back to their meager cache. She would make this up to the male, but for now, she would sait herself on what they had availible. Maybe Szymon would bring her some snapper later on. Maybe the kind that Murgash spoke of, too.