A Cannibal's Journey! (Open)

[Ayame]

Blood..... Blood and Death are what seem to follow me and yet I embrace that fact and kill to feed my hunger yet it never fills.

The forest was alive with the song of birds and whipping of the wind through the tree tops. The lush green thicket seemed to be perfect for a day of relaxion, yet it was not. A young white kishu inu lunged at a large dark figure. The dark figure snarled at the canine and before the male knew what happened after lunging at the figure was that blood spattered around him. Laying limp at the paws of the creature that attacked him, even if he struggled to get away, the ivory male would not live to see the next day.

A snarl escaped the maw of the shadowly figure as he sank his sharp fangs into the kishu's throat. Blood stained Cannibal's muzzle, birds flew away from the scene. All the wild life seemed to run in fear of this stranger, yet just the taste of blood and seeing another die made the brute smile slightly.

[Feral]

The Hound of Hell

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It was the scent of blood that drew her. The massive canine padded heavily through the trees. Some she even towered over, others seemed to pale in comparison to her might. What was even greater than her size however … was her hunger. Even with her abilities, hunting was difficult. Her body was far too heavy for stalking, her fur too thick for silence. Sometimes she got lucky, but it had been a week since she'd eaten that boar. She resorted to scavenging. After all, most dogs would rather abandon their prey than to lose their life to the monster.

The forest leaves flattened beneath her stone like paws, as she pushed aside a few trees. There she could see it, a wild dog consuming a white of the tamed variety. Herself ... she was neither, not anymore. Slamming her giant paw down, it landed beside the dead dog's head. The hellhound did not speak, only snarled to reveal a row of gleaming fangs.

[Ayame]

The sound of trees being pushed aside and leaves crumbling underneath heavy paw did not make the cannibal brute quack with fear. A large paw slammed down beside the dead kishu's head. His bright red eyes glared up at the rows of fangs that the creature showed him. Cannibal grunted at the site, not being impressed or struck with fear. Ignoring the brutish looking canine, the blood stained male sank his fangs into the flesh of the dead dog. Tearing at the flesh and finally ripping a piece of meat away from the carcose.

Cannibal chewed the dog meat quickly. Wanting to continue on his journey across the land. Determined to devour this meal soon, yet he still wanted to savor the taste of a defeated enemy. Lapping up some of the dead dog's blood, like water, Canni glanced back up at the creature, wondering what it wanted. Then it hit him, this brutish canine wanted his meal, there would be a fight, if it wanted the corpse that laid at his paws.

[Feral]

Inhaling deeply, the beast took in the scent of blood and death. She lowered her head, this process taking a moment as all seven feet of her evaded the low hanging branches of a tree. At first it seemed only to watch the other dog with curiosity. However at last the beast would speak. Its voice was gravelly and broken, like rocks in a blender.

”You … or him … Make your … choice.” She showed fangs, big enough to consume both dogs, alive and dead, in one gulp. Dec was not usually the type to go around threatening others. But … she was hungry … so hungry. A beast of her size must require a lot of food, and she was not a picky eater.

[Ayame]

Admiring this large creature, Cannibal took one more bite from the dead canine's body and moved to the side. There was something about this creature that intreged the white blood stained male. Canni walked a few paces back allowing the large animal the chance to take the mains of the dead canine. The meat from the dead dog had barely filled his gut.

He hungered for more, but at the moment, Cannibal didn't mind not eating at least for now. Slowly savoring the meat in his jaws, Canni gulpped the chuck down. Sighing with relieve after filling the meat slide down his throat, Cannibal now waited for his new interesting "friend" to eat.

[Feral]

She would give no thanks or sign of gratitude. After all, she could have eaten him instead. That was gracious enough of her, she thought. Picking up the bloodied dog corpse, the hellhound tossed it with her snout. Catching it in her teeth she swallowed the dead dog whole, barely chewing it. When it was gone she merely licked her chops, nose lifting to the win to scent out more prey. A hellish beast she may be, but she still kept her word ...

[Ayame]

Cannibal stared at the large creature. He had never seen anything of her size before, but with great size came great strength.

((Sorry for the short post))

[Feral]

The beast's stomach growled, a great rumbling sound that would send lesser creatures running for cover. Her appetite was huge, accommodating to her size. But it seemed there was no prey in the vicinity.She growled slightly, ears turning and head lifting to the wind. Nothing, no, wait, no, there! She could smell them, dogs, several. A small pack perhaps. Now that she thought about it, something smelled familiar …

“Ha! We found you, demon!” From the trees leapt a large black dog. Jagged patterns in electric blue crossed over his fur. He jumped from the trees, a broken scythe inhis jaws. He swiped at the hellhound's face with it. Despite her size however, the beast stepped aside, evading the blow. “You won't get away this time monster! Brothers!” At this call appeared nearly a dozen dogs, of varying breeds and colors. One thing was for certain, they were out for blood.

Breathing in a sigh, the hellhound took in their scent. ”I was … hungry.” The leader of the dogs cursed, before lunging for her throat. They seemed not to notice the cannibal in their midst, as the pack went on the assault.