Welcome the Dead [Minoru]

[Kai]

Onryou

The waves splashed against his legs as the wolf cross walked out of the ocean. water socked his light colored pelt, making it cling to his body. It was the damned humans fault for this, for Onryou had come to this land traveling on one of their boats, and about a mile before reaching shore, on of those rotten humans had found him. He had lashed out with rage and attacked the human; unable to kill the worthless creature before he called out for help. He would of kept fighting, but they pulled out their smoking sticks, a few bullet hit cashed him to the ship's edge. Without a second thought, he jumped off of the boat, taking a human with him. Blood and salt water filled his mouth and rushed down his throat as he hit the surface and sunk down; being pulled down by the dead weight grasped in his fangs. With a watery growl, he released the dead human and started to swim to the surface; coughing out a lung-full of red water.

It hadn't taken long for the large animal to reach the beach, dripping in blood and salt water. "Well, brother, it looks as if the dead can't be killed.." he growled softy. He licked his muzzle and looked around, the shoreline was empty. Well, It was getting rather late, the sun was just now slipping below the horizon, most humans would be home by now. With a low growl, he walked out of the water and onto the sandy beach, his crimson eyes narrowing. Where had he landed? This place wasn't like his home, not that he was even looking for a place like his home. The sun was long gone by the time he found a washed up, abandoned ship. Damn, this place is empty. He had kind of hoped there would be humans in it, so once more he could taste their blood.

Slowly he walked about the empty vessel, his head low and his jaws parted, ready to lash out at any moment. Blood dripped from his body and dripped onto the wooden boards, leaving a defined trail. His wounds from the human guns didn't bother him, for pain was a feeling he had lost. The only thing he felt was the blood slipping across his fur. What a dump, he thought as he moved about the ship; stopping as he came to a spot he liked. It appeared to be an old storage area and it was piled with boxes and crates of some sort. With ease Onryou jumped to the top of one of the large crates and laid down. He waited in silence, mostly reflecting on the events that had brought him to this place.

[Not the best xP]

[Lyca]

It sounds good.

[Feral]

Bloodthirsty Mongrel

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))Oh wow this topic is over a year old and I never even noticed it before. XD Well here you go just in case you wanna resume. ;P((

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The silence was quickly broken, as a steady 'crunch, crunch, crunch' echoed from within a rusted out shipping container. It seemed ordinary enough, but the scent of death betrayed a more sinister shipment. The scent of old blood and chewed meat lingered on the salty air. And this was where the slovenly noise snapped from.

It wasn't often the ever hungry mongrel made a lasting home anywhere. But he had quickly found easy prey often came to this rusted out hulk. He'd hit the jackpot when some stupid man thought he could hide his black market goods in the abandoned area. Smugglers were not his cup of tea ('what's tea?' he'd say), but he really loved this one. The illegal goods were of the living, breathing kind.

All too easily had he killed the man. After that it was a simple job of waiting until the little beasties in their cages were starved and too weak to fight back. The cannibal mutt had a real field day picking and choosing amongst the whatever they were. Some looked like cats, some looked like dogs, some looked like something he'd never seen before. Whatever those critters were, it was a feast. But being the voracious and wasteful creature that he was, he'd eaten it all in record time. All that was left was a few bloody bones to gnaw on. And so, how convenient it was that new prey stalked right into his lair...

Luckily, for now the mongrel was far too lazy to go hunting. He would just lounge and wait for prey to come to him. They always did. Either some vastly territorial male or some dumb bitch looking to prove themselves. Regardless, they always made for good dinner.

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))Just in case its not too clear. A smuggler stored a bunch of animals in a crate with plans to sell them as exotic pets. Minoru got to them first. ((