Post by Athena♥ on Jul 9, 2014 17:57:34 GMT
Ah, the park, such a decent place to spend his time. And the fact that the moon was full was only tugging at his vocal cords to call, to summon, oh he needed to kill something so bad. And it was human he was aiming for. Just sitting on the bench by her lonesome self was a young girl, probably a little older than a cub in the human sense. He could taste the anxiety rolling off her in waves and he knew just what he wanted to do. He sat there for a minute, pin-pointing like most serial-killers would. What does her blood taste like? Oh, the things I could do with those lovely body parts she has. Such beautiful eyes. This hunt was going to be a fun one, but of course, he had to scare her silly first.
Waiting for the perfect moment he raised his head to the moon, letting out a shrill, skin-crawling howl. He wasn't like a wolf- born with that beautiful howl. He was a coyote and his howl signaled something was dead and he'd found it, a summoning to the other coyotes in his pack - if he had had any - or that something was about to die. Today, he had chosen the third option. When his howl died down, he could now catch a fear scent in the air. The human pup was looking round wildly, though she didn't get up and run. Perfect. The sly coyote hugged the trees, weaving until he was only a foot or two from the bench the human was perched on. Then he let out another howl. This time, it was a matter of seconds before the human jumped up. But, she didn't scream.
"Such a good, little girl." He sneered, though to her it was a light throated snarl. And then he booked it after her. He was easily faster and before she could cross the street, he pounced. Her head smashed against the cement, and seemed to knock her unconscious or she was playing dead like some did, thinking it would spare their lives. Maybe with some other canine, but not Archer, he liked them any way. Grabbing the young, human pups pant leg, he dragged her back into the shade of the bushes, making sure that no one could see him. He then began licking at the blood that surrounded her head. No, he wanted her awake before he killed her.
Waiting for the perfect moment he raised his head to the moon, letting out a shrill, skin-crawling howl. He wasn't like a wolf- born with that beautiful howl. He was a coyote and his howl signaled something was dead and he'd found it, a summoning to the other coyotes in his pack - if he had had any - or that something was about to die. Today, he had chosen the third option. When his howl died down, he could now catch a fear scent in the air. The human pup was looking round wildly, though she didn't get up and run. Perfect. The sly coyote hugged the trees, weaving until he was only a foot or two from the bench the human was perched on. Then he let out another howl. This time, it was a matter of seconds before the human jumped up. But, she didn't scream.
"Such a good, little girl." He sneered, though to her it was a light throated snarl. And then he booked it after her. He was easily faster and before she could cross the street, he pounced. Her head smashed against the cement, and seemed to knock her unconscious or she was playing dead like some did, thinking it would spare their lives. Maybe with some other canine, but not Archer, he liked them any way. Grabbing the young, human pups pant leg, he dragged her back into the shade of the bushes, making sure that no one could see him. He then began licking at the blood that surrounded her head. No, he wanted her awake before he killed her.
|| WORD COUNT: 408 || NOTES: Poor Archer, he's so vicious xD Sorry this is late!!|| TAGS: || Saphira || ||
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