Play With Your Food (Temi)

[✧ Rellik ✧]

Large paws pressed stealthily into the litter of the forest floor. Muscles rolled steadily over his skeletal frame as all 110lbs of him moved silently through the thick forest. Cropped receptors sat upon a broad skull, pirouetting toward the beat of every sound. Burgundy eyes had honed in on something of great interest, pupils dilating and widening as they focused on each movement of the creature in the distance. The brute lowered himself into a crouch, his chest nearly touching the earth below as he stalked through the thick growth. He paused suddenly, skull lowering below the angle of his shoulders a sadistic grin now pulling along black tiers.

The muscles in his hind limbs contracted, pulling his rear closer to the terra before sending him launching forward like an explosive through the bushes. Just on the other side he rammed full force into a large white tailed doe sending her stumbling to the right. He kept his weight on her as ivory fangs clung into her shoulder tearing the flesh effortlessly. Without the time to gain balance she fell to her knees and finally to her side. There she lay thrashing wildly beneath the weight of the Beauceron, a devilish look of joy tainting his dark features. The struggle was amusing to the black and tan beast, he simply sat upon her watching the fear dance through her eyes. Her frantic calls grew shrill, sending a single aud shifting toward the bushes from which he ambushed the doe. The panicked breathing of a fawn was heard as it stood watching it's mother struggle for life...for their lives. This was exactly why the monster chose this particular deer from all of the herd. She was one of the strongest, and had a youngster along her side.

One of the deer's leg threw itself close to the dog's face, his jaws spreading and snatching the limb from the air. A severe amount of pressure snapped his maw shut, head thrusting side to side until the bones could be felt shattering within his grip. He quickly released the leg and snatched a hind leg only to do the same damage. Quickly each leg received the same service until the deer was completely immobile. Only then did he lightly hop from her body and take several steps from her fatally injured form. A sick look of satisfaction saturated the brute as he surveyed his work. A flash of memory came pouring into his mind as he remembered the fawn that stood just behind him. He slowly turned, each paw step taking deliberately closer to the infant. The look of horror after seeing the pain it's mother went through should have been enough for any canine, yet here he was stalking the fawn. The sound of approaching pawfalls swiftly yanked his attention away, a deep, low growl of frustration vibrating against his chest wall.

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[Temi]

[bg=0A3185][atrb=border,0,table] [atrb=width,440,table] [th] A large shadow lain in the tall thin grass, slowly heavy inhales and outhales were heard from a wet cold nose. Heavy shades were closed shutting out any light from dark brown orbes. The bitch had found an iscolated place to rest and get away from everyone else. She was not a dogperson kind of female. The female was still getting use to being apart of a pack and having others around her so much. The big trap opened wide showing off yellow tinged ivories as a waking yawn was let out. The black and red fae stretched and groaned as she pressed her front pads forward digging into the ground and hearing a pop from her back. A pink wet licker hung from her mouth as she yawned and stretched. Then black flaps perked on the sides of her square like skull. The screaming cries of a doe in pain. Pain? It she hurt badly to not continue on? The fae thought and quickly heaved her barrel body up off the ground. Taries, with quick swift and quiet paws loped the distance through the woods to the scream of the doe. Her amber hues narrowing in on the wounded prey as she neared the area and a deep growl set in her throat. Tortured the doe was, Taries may like the thrill of the kill but not to torture the helpless animal. She seen a brute stacking the doe's fawn and she drew her black wet lips back snarling and growling baring her teeth, " You sick Brute, let the fawn go and kill the mother." She demanded of the fellow kanine. She did not recognize him yet as part of the pack means she was fairly new.

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[✧ Rellik ✧]

The familiar wicked smile spread along his thick maw, pulling the corners of charcoal lips lightly. A flash of amusement danced across burgundy eyes as the black and tan Rottweiler bitch mad an appearance. He had yet to meet this particular fae, but a single intake of air through dark pits shared the vital information that she did indeed belong to Tartarus. The pair of erect auds split their focus, one following the nervous steps of cloven hooves as the fawn approached the downed mother, while the other concentrated on the Rottweiler.

A deep chuckle replaced the growl of aggravation, stirring up the air around his features. The entire situation was of great entertainment to Rellik. It was as if the brute was presented with two stage shows at one time; the conversation between the deer and fawn offered in on direction, and the demands of the fae from the other.A broad skull shifted off balance with a creepy curiosity saturating the Beauceron's canvas. He had the stereotypical appearance of a male that would send the typical female fleeing for her life as chills ran course through their bodies. A baritone voice slithered from a moist, ivory clad dungeon, "Leave it be? To suffer the fate of starvation?" Muscular shoulders rose and fell into the form of a canine shrug before he continued with an impressed tone, "Maybe I'm not the darkest creature lurking within the Tartarus ranks after all."

With a quick twist upon large paws his attention focused on the agonizing doe, and the trembling fawn laying at her side once again. Slow steps pulled him closer, offering a toothy grin at the suffering creatures, one physically and the other's heart breaking. "I have instructed to kill you, but leave your young one to fend for herself," the words were rather nonchalant. His moist nose pressed against the deer's nudging it gently a few times. Suddenly his jaws opened and snapped closed with an audible crunch of pierced flesh. His head yanked back, within his grasp came the doe's windpipe dressed in flesh and fur. A stream of blood squirted wildly from the gaping hole soaking the fawn's light, tan pelt. The infant hid it's head under a single lanky led closing it's eyes tightly as if it were all a bad nightmare. Certainly, he was a nightmare, but the scariest sort of all. Living.

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[Temi]

[bg=0A3185][atrb=border,0,table] [atrb=width,440,table] [th] Harsh amber hues watched in anger and grimace as the brute finished the doe. The scared to death fawn looked old enough to survive on his own and most likely he could find another mothering doe and nurse off her. How interesting you seem to be She said in a low tone amuzed at his comment of the darkest creature. Taries herself thought different but lately her kanine mind was overpowering her human reasoning. It was becoming stressful and she was becoming snappy at everyone. Thick padded paws pressed against the ground indents left behind from 140 lbs being carried above them towards the brute and carcass. A thick harsh growl was released from ebony wet lips as the black and red bitch lowered her head and snarled at the fawn. She snapped her ivory daggers at its face warning it to leave or meet the same fate sooner than later. He still had a chance of living. Torture huh? She commented bluntly as her dark orbs looked Ralik over more. His hieght matched hers but she was thicker and heavier than he. Taries gave no consern of this male being a threat to her. The brute had a sence of wickedness but she'd be a challenge if he tried to do anything against her. The fae lowered her wide cranium to the does rump sniffing the raw fresh flesh. A pink tongue peaked out of her ebony lips as her tongue ran over them. The black beast hadn't easten all day and saliva started to drip as she was egore to devour the carcass. The bitch held back from digging in as she did want approval from the black and tan brute as it was his kill.

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[✧ Rellik ✧]

With a single crunch and tightening of his throat the chunk of flesh was swallowed before pupils slid to the corner of their sockets to watch the approaching Rottweiler. The growl and snap of fangs toward the fawn caught his interest only to leave him disappointed as the young creature took the warning and bolted into the woods. Auds angled themselves back against his skull watching the fae begin to sniff at his kill. Typically he would go chasing her off just for the fun of it, but it had been several days since his last meal and food was more important then fun at this moment. He stepped to the warm area where the infant was just hiding, an onyx digit pulling in the sweet scent of blood. Before indulging in the soft organs his cranium cocked to the side, "What's wrong there, don't quite know how to hunt for yourself?" Despite the twisted smirk upon his face there was a seriousness to his question.

There wasn't much of a pause before his teeth found their way into the under carriage of the deer, slowly eating his way toward the organ meat. His tail pulled itself into dominant position above his haunches, the fur along his spine spiking. A simple, silent warning to any who dared approach. Through his feasting his gaze locked onto the fae never leaving her face, the empty burgundy eyes following every shift in her weight. It was highly unusual for Rellik to allow another so close to his prey, he'd generally prefer to leave the left overs for the buzzards then the dogs polluting the island. It must have been the fact that he got a little torment in today that he was in such a pleasant mood...for him anyway.

((OOC sorry so short...have lots to do and just wanted to make sure I got it up for ya!))

[Temi]

[bg=0A3185][atrb=border,0,table] [atrb=width,440,table] [th] The black and red fae kept watch over every movement of the brute. He deep feminine chuckle came from the depths of her deep chest and throat. "I hope you are not serious with such a rediculious question." Another rolling chuckle came seeping out of her shimering ebony lips as she lifted her head up high with giving no sign of being worried about him. "I can hunt better than most, figured there might be a little give from you but I see it not." Black flaps twitched as her deep brownmahogany orbs locked with his. Watching every move and twitch of muscle or hair. A quick snort was released from her wet black nose. A sly grin curled across her maw as she side stepped the carcass, her red paw barely touching the back fur as she found a spot not to far away in the clearing. The fae kept an eye warry on the brute, she trusted no one she met. Taries plopped her hunches down then lowered her front quarters down. Pushing her back runners from out benieth her to the side and crossing her fronts like in a propper manner. The black and red fae presented a relaxed position. Her head cropped up to look around waiting to see if the brute would continue to feast or not. She laid acting relax letting her body be relaxed but more than ready if the mistrusting brute tried anything. A slow sigh was released as she took in her surrioundings.

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[✧ Rellik ✧]

The Beauceron's well muscled body began to relax slowly, the stiffened muscles loosening slightly as the large fae lowered to the earth. Fangs pierced the thigh of the doe violently tearing away an oversized chunk of flesh and muscle meat with a quick shake of his skull. He nearly swallowed the mass of nutrients whole, only a few saws from his molars rubbing against the sinewy mouthful.As soon as the food began to slip down his gullet a blood stained maw tightened, ebony lips stretching back and toward the sky in a smirk. A single brow elevated as her feminine lyrics tickled cropped receptors. Her voice was rather pleasant, which was a surprise considering the circumstances. On a typical day any who dared hover near him while eating would surely been run off in the very least. Perhaps it was her lucky day....or maybe even his own.

A myriad of thoughts began to flood through his shadowed mind while a burgundy gaze ran course along her frame without the slightest attempt to be subtle. It took a long moment before irises touched her own once again. A deep voice rolled from the depths of his chest questioning her once again, "You're new to Tartarus, are you not?" He would have noticed her and remembered as most were not even worthy of so much as a side glance. She was impressive, and something was...strange about her. What it was he was unsure of, but he surely wanted to find out.

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[Temi]

[bg=0A3185][atrb=border,0,table] [atrb=width,440,table] [th] Taries took her time to look back at the brute. As she had gotten lost in quick flash backs of a duel life. She always and constantly had mixed thoughts of her kanine and human lives. They had become so frequent she could hardly remember which one she originally was. A light cool breeze flowed around her face, her thick head pivating to lock eyes with the brute once again. The fae had not even taken notice of him looking her over. She chastized herself for letting thoughts and memories make her vonerable even for a few moments. Her fallen flags perked at she barely caught his words. "That I am." She answered, figuring this brute had been here long enough to know who everyone was in the pack.

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