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Dripping like honey - Pandora - February 07, 2022
@Merrick @Arielle
Upon being dismissed by Merrick to obtain her test subject, she waltzes off. Deciding to gather her herbs beforehand. She kills a small hare, skins it, and uses its pelt, still wet with blood to carry her herbs. It helps mask their poisonous flavor being soaked in it for a while. For some wolves and creatures know the smell of poisons.
That only takes her a fair fifteen minutes and only a bit later she finally picks up a coyote’s scent. The longest part is tracking them down, and boy, is she thankful that it’s a small female coy because then she definitely has a chance at beating her up. Per Merrick’s request.
She would slither up to her gingerly, wearing her confidence on her sleeve, she’d begin her game. A game she seems interested in. She’s not an overly impressive thing, but a bit taller than Pandora herself. Though she is lanky, she notes. Perhaps she’s in a desperate need for food. She would be right, because she mentions having a hard time surviving since her pack had gotten eaten by a rival coy pack. How unfortunate. Luckily she won’t have to suffer any longer.
It’s now or never she thinks. She would’ve lured her back with the promise of food and safety, but Merrick wants blood. What if he doesn’t accept her? What if she took her back peacefully, but then would Merrick by pleased? Or would he be disappointed? Despite the fact she main catch a scar or two from this, she knows she has to do it in order to gain the murderous man’s favor and respect.
So she’d pounce on her from behind, slim jaws opening wide and latching onto her neck. Though Pandora may be small, her body is not frail and thin. She poses a threat to the coy, mainly because she’s starving. Or at least that’s what Pandora tells herself. Can’t even let herself have one win without making an excuse as to how she defeats them. She’s never thought her skills in fighting were good enough and she never gives herself credit for it.
Eventually she’s able to take her down. She doesn’t kill her but like a big catch pandora goes for her throat and soft belly. The she-coy is hazey and Pandora has a fucking gay day dragging her passed out ass back to the canyon. All the while cursing Merrick’s name to hell in back. Why did she have to impress him with blood? He should know that she can hardly fight.
Her face is stained in a dark shade of red, as well as her chest and a few patches on her sides from her own wounds. She’s pissed. Her pelt is ruined and it’s all because of him. All she thinks on the way back is that this better be worth it.