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goat simulator - Blackfell - February 03, 2025
onyx man pushes himself up the side of the ridge, paws anchoring into rough terrain. moving around jagged ledges, maneuvering through the narrow passageway that led from the river and up into the heights of the frostfire.
tail a confident banner behind him, and swaying with the bitter excitement for a good hunt. he had hunted with this woman before; she was good. a natural in what she does. blackfell offers a glance backwards as they near the top.
goat?
RE: goat simulator - Talvani - February 03, 2025
suliya nods, a sharp, precise movement. her pale eyes flick toward the heights, scanning the jagged cliffs where their prey might linger. she does not waste words; a goat would do.
the wind whips past them, carrying the crisp scent of frost and stone, but no clear sign of their quarry yet.
it will be a challenge,she muses, her voice even, unbothered. she prefers it that way. the thrill of the chase, the satisfaction of a well-earned kill. her gaze returns to blackfell, reading his stance, his anticipation.
let's make it quick.
RE: goat simulator - Blackfell - February 03, 2025
he presses forward, muscles coiling and releasing like taut wires, his paws gripping the frost-slick stone as he scales higher. crimson eyes scan the craggy peaks, sharp and focused. no sign of the goat yet, but he can feel the promise of it. it’s out there, waiting.
split off near the top,he suggests, glancing toward her briefly.
can cut off its escape.his gaze lingers for a moment before turning back to the path ahead. loping forwards at a swifter pace now, paws carrying over icy rock and sleet.
there, in the distance. his tail flags to silently make suliya aware as she comes up behind him. when she reaches his shoulder, they both instinctively split.
RE: goat simulator - Talvani - February 03, 2025
suliya nods, sharp and precise, before peeling off to the side as they reach the peak. her paws move with practiced ease, finding purchase on slick stone, muscles shifting beneath her stark pelt as she maneuvers into position.
her breath is steady, controlled. she watches blackfell from the corner of her eye, tracking his movement, waiting for the moment to strike.
the goat is close. she can feel it.
RE: goat simulator - Blackfell - February 04, 2025
blackfell prowls forward. each pawstep is silent over the jagged rock, crimson eyes narrowing as they scan the heights. the air is sharp with the scent of frost and stone—and goat. close now.
his ear flicks at the faint scrape of a hoof on rock. prey is nearby, unaware.
he shifts his weight, nodding once toward suliya without looking at her. a signal. they'll corner it—strike before it can flee. suddenly, when the clouds shift and shroud them in momentarily darkness, he plunges over the ridge he hid behind.
tail flagging through the air as he assails the fleeing goat.
RE: goat simulator - Talvani - February 04, 2025
the wind shifts, carrying the musky scent of their quarry, and her lips pull back slightly, breath steady, measured. close.
when he signals, she is already anticipating, muscles coiled beneath her sleek frame, waiting. then—movement. blackfell lunges, and she follows without hesitation, cutting off the goat’s escape.
the creature bolts, scrambling over the slick stone, but she is there, swift and unyielding, blocking its path. no way out.
a snarl rumbles in her throat as she snaps toward its flank, forcing it into blackfell’s waiting jaws.
RE: goat simulator - Blackfell - February 04, 2025
paws scatter rock and ice in their wake. he scrambles over the terrain in pursuit of the goat, and when suliya rounds it, he lunges.
the moment the goat stumbles, his jaws snap shut around its throat, cutting off any chance of survival. the creature thrashes, hooves scraping against the slick rock, but he holds firm, crushing windpipe and will alike.
RE: goat simulator - Talvani - February 04, 2025
suliya watches, breath steady despite the rush of the hunt. blackfell’s precision is expected, but still, it’s something to admire. she moves in as the goat’s thrashing weakens, a swift bite to the belly ensuring its struggle ends quicker.
she steps back, surveying their kill.
clean,she murmurs, flicking her tail once. a glance to blackfell, then to the carcass.
you want first cut?
RE: goat simulator - Blackfell - February 04, 2025
blackfell stands over the goat, sides heaving from exertion. the copper scent of blood fills the air, but his gaze stays sharp, watching the last twitch of their prey before he shifts his focus to suliya.
he lowers his head, jaws parting to make the first cut at the throat. warm blood pools beneath his paws, staining the stone.
RE: goat simulator - Talvani - February 04, 2025
suliya watches, breath measured, eyes sharp as the blood pools between them. her own sides rise and fall with the remnants of exertion, but there is satisfaction in the kill. in the hunt.
her tongue flicks over her fangs, the scent of blood rich in the cold air.
we’ll have enough to last.
she glances at blackfell then, something almost approving in the way she holds his gaze before she leans down to start the work of gutting the carcass.
let’s get to it.
RE: goat simulator - Blackfell - February 04, 2025
blackfell meets her gaze; no words needed. a hunt with suliya was a good one—this he had come to know. he felt honored that she chose to move at his side again.
he steps to the other side of the carcass, steady paws shifting the weight so suliya can begin gutting. he watches for a moment before he lowers himself to help.
he tears into the hide, exposing meat beneath. he pulls away briefly, to inquire:
how do you say goat in lanzadoii?
RE: goat simulator - Talvani - February 04, 2025
blood-warmed breath curling in the cold air. her eyes flicker to blackfell, sharp and thoughtful.
kaitz,she answers, the word rolling easily from her tongue.
strong word. fitting for an animal that climbs the cliffs and fights even in its last breath.
she leans down again, slicing through sinew with precision.
your tongue—how do you call it?a glance, expectant, as she waits for him to answer.
RE: goat simulator - Blackfell - February 09, 2025
geit,he says, voice low. he pulls hide free, peeling back layer by layer with sharp teeth and strong neck muscles.
strong too.a pause. his gaze lingers on her briefly.
climbs high. endures.
he doesn’t add more. the wet sound of tearing flesh to fill the silence between them.