When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic]

Subject: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Tue Nov 01, 2016 7:25 pm

Not being able to take it any longer a large black shadow stormed out of his den before shortly disappearing into the thicket surrounding his packs living area. Low grumbling snarls crept from his mouth, lips slightly peeled back to reveal sharp and inch long incisors. Ones such for tearing into flesh with minimal difficulty. Nero had no feat when he plowed straight through the cool solid called snow. Tiny flakes twinkled in the dying suns light as the sun slowly set and the moon was just nearly peeking behind the rather cloudy night.

Steaming hot rage boiled in the dire wolf's blood as the ache in his gums intensified his itch to maim and murder something for no particular reason. Fog puffed out every time Nero breathed in the crisp night air and breathed out loud. Light panting could be heard as Nero's lungs burned from the frigid air meeting hot air. The black wolf turned towards Rico Valley and picked up his speed. Before long a frozen valley opened up, there were few elk, however, not much since most migrated, "shame that only the strong elk leave, leaving me to choose from weak and pathetic" Nero crouched low towards the ground. Getting closer and closer before finally he lashed out, scaring the elk into a fleeing frenzy. A certain elk caught Nero's attention and he veered directly for it. Large jaws nipped at heels before finally clamping shut his powerful jaws on the elks leg, letting go to avoid the occasional powerful kick. He continually bit the elks leg before finally it stopped and faced him, ready to fight in order to survive. It was a young bull with a full rack of antlers and yet it was left behind, why? But, Nero didn't ponder to long for it.

This was what Nero was looking for, a fight. The brute lunged first, teeth and claws ripping and tearing into flesh before darting away. The young bull nicked Nero on his retreating flank. The brute didn't mind, the pain was a welcome relief. Then he turned around and attacked the elks open flank, it's wounded leg slowing it down. The attack prevented the elk from turning fast, thus Nero continuously maimed and tore at the elks flesh, slowly killing the elk from stress and blood loss. Finally the elk gave up and collapsed on the ground, still alive. Nero wasn't done with his quarry yet. He tore at the young bulls stomach, eating it while the creature was alive. Must would be sickened by the gruesome sight, however, Nero enjoyed every second of it as the elk jerked in pain and cried out to its retreating herd. "Seems they left you to me. Pity," Nero gave a wicked smile to the elk before going in for the killing blow, ending the creatures misery. By the time Nero was done with his meal he was covered in blood. The snow stained red from the elks torn out stomach and jugular.

(Sorry if it's bad, falling asleep @Omega Fenic)

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Tue Nov 01, 2016 8:24 pm

The landscape here was absolutely breathtaking. It was a nice place to get away from it all, to realize that you were just one small living thing in a huge place, a world filled with so much natural beauty, a beauty that seemed to go unnoticed within her pack. She was never one for conversation, and Fenic would usually come to this place just to get away from all the stress, of all the memories which haunted her. She disliked being stuck in a pack hierarchy, one that hurt her and made her the weak, submissive cat she was now- but if she was left alone, she'd never survive. They never really trained her to hunt well, or fight for herself- just preparing her for a life of servitude, for a mistake she never made. It was pity-inducing, but the Omega always tried to make the best of it. Her coat blended into the snow of the mountains, but down here in the valley, it hadn't collected as much frost as the peaks- just a thin layer of snowflakes.

"...Why doesn't anyone ever come here? It's... lovely." The female mumbled to herself, though she wasn't as quiet as she usually was, assuming that nobody else was here right now. Most of the elk the wolves hunted here for the season had left already, and so there wasn't much for others to do around here. She didn't think anyone else here would go here just to sight-see, and wondered if there were any prey still left over, or if they'd all migrated from the recent blizzards. Thankfully, the snow's not that bad here. Smiling quietly, she sat down in the snow- until her ears perked up, and a noise trickled into her ears quietly- one of death. It was one of blood and gore, the sounds of growling and the slicing of claws into one's flesh. She was absolutely terrified.

Taking a few steps towards the sound, red dyed the snow- and there was the devil himself- Alpha Nero.

Running to duck behind a tree as she caught sight of him, her eyes widened in fear as she found the Alpha brutally killing off an Elk, his pelt splattered with blood an gore. Oh gosh, oh gosh- I've gotta hide.

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Wed Nov 02, 2016 2:23 pm

The obsidian colored male laid down in a pool of blood and gore, not caring that chunks of flesh surrounded him or that intestines and other organs were pooling right next to him from a dead elk. Nero wasn't one who got squeamish around death, but he could admit his killing was rather... brutal. Green eyes closed as Nero just laid there, resting, letting nature resume to its everyday things. Despite what most thought about the brute, Nero enjoyed the solstice the quite provided. It left him with his thoughts and for once, he felt at peace. A rare sight to behold, seeing the demon himself calm and at peace. At the sound of paw steps, Nero shot up from his laying position, ready to fight. His emerald eyes scanned the area, almost bypassing the wolf who looked like a deer caught in headlights. He was so caught off guard that he looked shocked, but his shock didn't last long because as soon as it came his facade came up. "W-what?" The brute had to clear his throat before continuing, "What are you doing here, Omega?" Nero grumbled out. Nero looked like a true demon with blood spattered all over him and pieces of flesh hanging from his fur. It didn't help that he also reeked of death, a rancid stench and copper smell of the blood added to the smell of death. Not wanting to be in the presence of the corpse Nero stalked toward Fenic, blood dripped from his drenched coat along with chunks of flesh unlodging from his pelt fell to the ground. He stopped once he was right in front of Fenic, towering over her with his shadow casting over her.

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Thu Nov 03, 2016 8:16 pm

Nero was drenched in red, a crimson hue of blood soaking the grass around him and leaving it stained as he continued to sit somewhat peacefully, among chunks of torn flesh and guts, disgusting the younger Omega. Fenic was generally used to this type of fighting in her daily life, whether it was with prey or other wolves- but the sight of this blasphemy, how he looked to be having fun ripping this elk apart- it was absolutely disgusting. She could still feel a thumping, dulled pain in her neck from where the Alpha had bit her, drawing blood- it hurt like hell. He'd made his mark on the tundra wolf, in a painful way. Her eyes darted back to where he was laying as they drifted off into the forest for a few seconds, hoping she'd blend into the snow as she peeked out from behind the trees. Unfortunately, she wasn't so lucky- the dire wolf rose up out of his gruesome seating, eyes directed towards her as he stalked over to the female, demanding what she'd been doing, standing over her like a looming arrow, ready to strike at any moment. I can't say that I was enjoying it- I've gotta say that I was doing something useful! "I-I was just looking for some herbs the Shamans could use before the real bad snowfalls started coming in!" She squeaked, her voice sounding like it was almost on the verge of tears. She was so focused on staying alive, not wanting to have to endure an experience like her last punishment ever again. Fenic knew exactly how dangerous Nero was, and that he wouldn't hesitate to hurt her if she or anyone else stepped out of line. In fact, he'd even hurt her as a punishment for the wrongs of other wolves, with examples being her parents and the pack's Beta, Chassity.

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Sat Nov 05, 2016 4:31 am

Green depths watched the white fae as he waited for her reply, he could see the judgment glowing in her amber gaze. Nero wasn't one for taking someone's thoughts and actions to heart, never was and yet it rubbed him the wrong way the way the little female looked at him. Killing was his way of keeping his rage in check, enough so he didn't attack and kill a packmate. That wouldn't be very good now, would it? The fae's stuttering and fumbling words brought the brute back to the present, his green eyes narrowed in suspicion at the white wolf's words. "Is that so. Where are these so called herbs and plants for the shamans?" The black male said in a calm disinterested tone. He honestly didn't care why she was here and had no particular care for what she was doing, so long as she was doing her duties and didn't come back to the pack's camp empty handed. "I don't take too kindly to lier's and stop with the stuttering. Speak with pride, not hesitancy,"Nero grumbled out before turning his back onto the omega and rolled in the snow, cleaning his fur of the blood and gore. He could at least look presentable. With most of the blood and flesh off him, he turned his attention back towards the white wolf. "Are you hungry? Come eat, I won't have such a beautiful fae starve to death because she didn't have enough to eat. A shameful way to die," he turned and walked back towards the elk carcass he was feasting on moments earlier.

Nero must have hit his head because he was actually being nice. He didn't know if he should be concerned or not, this was so unlike him. Alas, the male didn't care, he might as well humor himself. He had plans and plans that involved a certain she-wolf.

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Sat Nov 05, 2016 5:51 pm

Freezing as Nero began to call her out on the lies she told, Fenic's ears folded down in despair, and you could see that her expression was filled with dread. A defining etched down the side of her neck from her wound which was still healing, a wound which he inflicted on her himself for the littlest mistake- she wasn't even brave enough to stare into his eyes, but they trapped her in somehow- the Alpha's gaze was mesmerizing, but ruthless still. "I-I haven't gotten them yet!" She stuttered, frantically trying to correct her pattern of speaking as he told her not to stutter anymore, though it was a habit now for the Omega. She was obviously being put off by his... kinder tone? It still sounded emotionless and blank, like usual, but now it wasn't exactly brimming with malice. It was a nice change from the norm, though she still felt as if any slip-ups would cost Fenic her head this time- she had to do whatever he said. Nodding weakly to his demands, she stumbled over towards the carcass, flinching a bit when he called her beautiful- why would he bother complimenting a wolf he'd almost killed? Her tail swung behind her cautiously as she looked at the bloody elk, and the shreds of flesh which surrounded it, taking a bite hesitantly and almost gagging at the sight of the mauled animal- it was wasting food, and it was... the definition of horrifying.

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Mon Nov 07, 2016 1:49 pm

Nero watched the white fae as she blubbered out she still hadn't gotten the herbs. Well isn't that just convenient... Does she even know what she's looking for? The brute thought to himself as he watched her, he didn't do anything besides bare his teeth when she looked him in the eye. She was either stupid or she feared him so much she looked him in the eye. He would go with stupid. He thought she learned her lesson the last time she looked him in the eye. Apparently not. However, he was in no mood to punish someone, no use to do so. She was already afraid of him so what more could he possibly do? A yawn forced its way out of his jaws, flashing the omega a glimpse of his molars and canines. Years of evolution gifted him and his ancestor's with teeth for tearing flesh and shattering bone.

When he turned and left to head back to his kill he didn't expect her to follow him, he much preferred the chase. He was sure she would run with his back turned, especially with how they last interacted together. Nero sat down not to far from the elk carcass and watched as Fenic started eating, he didn't say anything when he saw her flinch at the name he called her and at the meal he provided. Ungrateful pup... Nero thought as a sneer formed on his lips, anger burning in his eyes. A growl was bubbling up in his chest, however, with a gulp of air he successfully swallowed it, forcing it back into the males chest cavity where it rested until Nero had further use for it. The elk still had meat on it, but because of winter it was still thin. Must not have been getting enough food otherwise it would be more plump. Nero watched as the ivory fae nibbled and gagged at the sight of the elk, this time Nero wasn't able to hold back his snarl. "Food is scarce and yet here you are nibbling on it like a pup! I'm sure you know omegas don't feed very well in my pack and here I present to you a carcass all to yourself. Why are you not eating it?" He was genuinely offended that Fennic didn't exactly appreciate the food that was handed to her on a silver platter. Could she not see how rude she was being?

The reaper stood from his sitting position and stalked on over to the Omega, glaring down at her before he turned his attention to the dead and torn elk. He grabbed a decent chunk of meat and flesh and tugged until the bone snapped and the muscle and sinew gave way. He than turned his attention towards the snow white she-wolf. He strode towards her until he stood in front of her before dipping his head towards the ground. The hunk of flesh dropped from his jaws and onto the ground. The brute nudged it closer to Fenic with his nose, silently telling her to eat it. When he lifted his head he gave her a pointed look and a bare of his fangs, hopefully she got the message. He then promptly sat down and watched her like a Nanny would attending to a pup.

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Mon Nov 07, 2016 4:45 pm

Immediately lowering her gaze onto the ground submissively, the fae's body literally shaking in fear as Nero snarled towards her, the glint of his sharp, lethal teeth being one of the most frightening things she'd ever saw. As he commanded her to eat more, putting down a strip of raw flesh in front of her, the she-wolf's mouth trembled, trying to hold back a sob. She didn't know what to do, and how to eat in front of her pack's very own Alpha- it was nerve-wracking, one of the worst situations she'd ever faced in her entire life. The way he ripped into the elk's flesh, it was like how he'd ripped into Mikan and Hinata's flesh a year before, how she'd witnessed them being mauled, how he'd ripped into her own neck, how the devil's green eyes seemed to glow as she fell unconscious. Her yellow eyes had lost their own glow, looking empty and hopeless as of late, ever since the incident with both the Beta and the Alpha just a bit ago. Taking another bite out of the carcass, she tried not to look so horrified, keeping her feelings bunched up inside of her as her teeth tore through muscle, chewing and swallowing whilst she was being watched by Nero, as if he was just waiting for her to make a mistake, to do something that would ruin her life.

"...D-Did you treat your mate like t-this, too?" It was rumor that he used to have a mate- from Pixduas, no less. She had been a spy, but they seemed like they had... something together- like if they weren't from two different packs, it could've made Nero a better wolf. However, once she said this- Fenic immediately felt a pang of regret, and felt like she'd said the wrong thing. I-I was trying to be nice- I'm going to die, aren't I?

I don't want to die! "I-I mean, because y-you're being nice, and y-you-" she couldn't stop stuttering, and her pelt was bristling with self-doubt as she stumbled over her words, trying to sputter out something that might make an inkling of sense. She was scared for her life, really- she'd experienced what happened if you made the demon of Sardothien mad first-hand, and without Val, she might not be standing here right now, making the exact same mistake. Shaman Val, she wasn't even doing it out of her own will- she was ordered to, but Fenic didn't remember who it was- anyways- t-that doesn't matter right now!

Subject: Re: When the beast prowls [Private - Fenic] Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:34 pm

Every bite the omega took was one less piece of meat on the chunk Nero had given her. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Fenic was scared and unnerved by him intently watching her eat, he in a way too would be unnerved if someone was watching him. So to give her a break he redirected his green gaze towards the sky, watching the moon glow down on the two wolves. One white as snow and the other as dark as night. Strange that the angel and devil are in one place, together in each other's company. The brute lost himself when he stared out into the night sky thinking about things even unknown to him. Was his mate up there? Watching and cursing his name? Why should I care what I think she's doing..? He thought to himself as he continued to watch the sky. The moon lighting up the night with the help of the billions of stars, bathing Mother Earth with its spectacular blueish white radiance.

The question Nero heard didn't completely register as his muscles seemed to freeze and lock into place, his brain still trying to process what he had just heard. Had even heard her correctly? His heart restricted painfully when he finally seemed to register the omegas words. Nero hated how much of an effect his mate still had on him and he doubted it would ever leave no matter how she stabbed him in the back and tore out his own heart and threw his love for her in his face, all this happening the same day Nero confessed his love to Naomi. When she didn't answer his reply he told her it was alright if she didn't feel the same, that he would change her mind. Apparently, she didn't want her mind changed. Nero's life had never been easy with the expectations of being heir high on his shoulders and the way his father brutally beating and humiliating him in front of the pack. It was a shock that he even had room to love anyone. But, after that one fateful night, all that was good in Nero shattered in heartbreak. He even felt it himself. What had he ever done to deserve such a fate? No matter it was hard actually killing his mate. He actually knew he would have chickened out until he realized how she spit his love in his face and endangered their- no his pack. Did he truly deserve that? He didn't think so, but maybe he did. Maybe he deserved his heart being torn out and stepped on. He guessed he would never actually know the answer to that question.

The sound of stuttering had Nero looking back down from the sky towards a certain white she-wolf. His green eyes stared at the omega not seeing or hearing her, almost dazed like. At least until he clicked back into reality. Green eyes played like a movie first showing his distress which turned into such grief that tears almost fell, one escaping when he blinked and really looked at Fenic. This time Nero's eyes burned with the angry fire that usually burned in them, only this time rage fueled that fire. Engulfing his soul as he trembled in rage. His blood boiled in anger, but not really at Fenic more about himself than anything. So much anger so much grief and so much pain wallowed in his emotionless depths of green. How dare she! She was really asking for a death sentence, only Nero wasn't in a forgiving mood. Not this time. "You're really asking for it. Do you really want to be killed? Because I really don't have a problem with it." The demon watched the white female as he got up from his sitting position and stalked towards her. A crazed look burned in his eyes as he stalked closer and closer before he pounced and pinned the young Omega. He bites into her neck, not puncturing flesh or drawing blood. The neck hold, however, was firm and tight enough that even if she tried to wiggle free it would be a futile attempt. Nero lifted his head, picking Fenic up by the scruff and dragging her off back towards the den, towards his lair.

Match Type: Kidnapping
Attack: Attempting to attack and pin before picking up and dragging to den.
Defense: None
Wounds: None
Has Your Full Dodge Been Used?: No

I neglected to mention that Fenic has given me permission to pin and pick up her character.

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