Post by Alex on Apr 23, 2019 9:59:59 GMT -5
Lost in the abyss, drowned in the deep
No set of lungs could salvage me
Save yourself, save your breath
The tide's too strong, you'll catch your death
She was hot on the trail of a tasty-looking mule deer, a buck that had shed its antlers and was now as feisty as any doe. It was still weak after the winter, so it should be an easy enough target. It'd been a minute since she last enjoyed a good hunt... or good prey for that matter. Starvation drove her to chase it faster, weaving between trees and careful on the rocky terrain. Sure, the pack provided plenty of food from hunts but Nyx usually didn't take a share from the pack's kills. She didn't deserve it, especially when she usually had no part in taking it down.
This was what she deserved. That gnawing painfully hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach, audibly begging for some sort of substance after these past few days of nothing. The few droplets of blood on her tongue only made her ache with greater need. Damn deer... if only she could've gotten a good bite on it, then it'd be all over already, but of course all she managed to do was leave it with a little scrape. This time she'll get it for sure.
Nyx leapt for it, flying through the air, only for her jaws to clench down on nothing. The deer swiftly evaded her and she was left falling back down. She landed on a pretty bad spot, the rocks tumbled out from under her and she tripped, crashing onto the hard ground with a thud and grunt. It took her a second before she got up to her paws and dusted herself off, but that deer was too far ahead for her to catch up with it now.
"Stupid fucking deer!" she shouted after it. In her frustration, she turned around to the rock she tripped on and gave it a hard kick. She cursed loudly — "FUCK!" — because big surprise! That shit fucking hurt.
This was what she deserved. That gnawing painfully hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach, audibly begging for some sort of substance after these past few days of nothing. The few droplets of blood on her tongue only made her ache with greater need. Damn deer... if only she could've gotten a good bite on it, then it'd be all over already, but of course all she managed to do was leave it with a little scrape. This time she'll get it for sure.
Nyx leapt for it, flying through the air, only for her jaws to clench down on nothing. The deer swiftly evaded her and she was left falling back down. She landed on a pretty bad spot, the rocks tumbled out from under her and she tripped, crashing onto the hard ground with a thud and grunt. It took her a second before she got up to her paws and dusted herself off, but that deer was too far ahead for her to catch up with it now.
"Stupid fucking deer!" she shouted after it. In her frustration, she turned around to the rock she tripped on and gave it a hard kick. She cursed loudly — "FUCK!" — because big surprise! That shit fucking hurt.
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