http://huntingtruths.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] huntingtruths.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-04-30 07:26 pm
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ready for dinner? { open/active }

Character(s):nala and ed
Content: nala happens to find ed, and tries to eat him.
Setting: somewhere between niflheim and promenade terrace
Time: sunday morning
Warnings: well, nala will try to go all feral on ed's ass. and they're still naked.

this walking thing was hard. nala had given it a try .. seeing as she saw all of the odd creatures around her walking on their hind legs. yet after a while, she had grown tired of walking like that, and decided to crawl around on her hands and feet, like she had done when she was still a lion. people gave her odd looks, yet she didn't care. the silver oject she had been given had been discarded by a random rock .. seeing as it wasn't food, nor was it really of any use to her. after all, she couldn't read or write .. not that she knew what either was. but it wasn't food, and that was all that mattered to her.

she wandered around, looking here and there at all of the odd things to see .. when suddenly she caught a firmilar scented creature. her head darted around, and she ducked low to the ground, ready to pounce and hunt .. getting low towards the ankles of the odd blonde furred creatures. she stayed silent, eyes wide as she looked around for the creature .. and then ..

there.

infront of her was an odd looking animal, yet still furry as she was .. and .. rather .. ugly. she stalked towards the creature slowly, eyes never leaving the creature. she would pounce .. and she would eat it.

5 .. 4 .. 3 .. 2 ..

[identity profile] cachinnated.livejournal.com 2006-05-01 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
So many new smells to sift through, to understand.

One stood out.

Lion.

Turning to put eyes on the thing. It stalked. Attack position. Different form, but still a lion. Fangs, claws... appetite.

Ed grinned.

And laughed.

[identity profile] cachinnated.livejournal.com 2006-05-01 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
The former hyena flopped his cut ears, just watching the creeping creature and giggling the high-pitched cackle of a hyena. He offered no predatory stance, nor violence towards the obvious predator.

He just laughed, sitting on his hindquarters, watching his toes.

[identity profile] cachinnated.livejournal.com 2006-05-02 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Ed didn't really react to the fact that he rolled backwards with the lion on top of him, claws digging into his shoulders. How strange it was to think in these terms..

if he was thinking.

He kept on laughing his whining cackle, however, despite the blood that sneaked out the holes in his newly-acquired skin.

In fact, he did something completely strange.

He licked the lion on the snout.

[identity profile] cachinnated.livejournal.com 2006-05-02 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Cocking a leg behind him, the bloody naked hyena flapped his ears as he rolled backwards, avoiding the claws of the lion's second strike.

Still laughing and laughing as the blood ran down his chest, eyes bulging wildly at the lion.

He stood up awkwardly on his feet and hands, now too long for what he was, and lolled his bright red tongue at her, licking his lips in a none-too-nice way.