Rainforest Cliffs
The man did not notice he was being followed. Bates would have time later to be disappointed in himself, he should have known he was being followed. Yet he didn't so the stallion remaid where he laid dozing in the sun. Bates' movements were oddly catlike, he sometimes wondered if it was because the gods blood he drank. These movements felt natural.
Suddenly, there was a sound.
A too loud to be natural crackling of the tree branches skeletal limbs, a sharp intake of breath. The beast snapped into action. Bates seemed to jump to his hooves in a blink of an eye, his lips pulled back to reveal sharp teeth, his eyes blazing with anger. A gutteral snarl erupted from his throat like something straight from hell. The stallion was prepared for a bloody battle. But then he paused.
The small thin thing in front of him was familiar, the same Riftian that joined his side at the meeting. The beast's mood changed, his muscles relaxing and uncoiling, grunting Bates pushed up his wireframe glasses and folded his ears back slightly. Giving the appearance of being slightly annoyed. Bates should have known he was being followed.
The mare's weak and feeble 'Hi' was ignored. Instead Bates allowed his lilac eyes to rake over her body openly, scanning every inch of flesh until there was nothing left, it was a gaze that left you feeling raw and exposed, a little emptier inside. If Bates liked to favor horses with his rather kind opinions Bates would say she was beautiful, Bates let the tip of his tongue eel across his lips. Weak and unsuspecting like a baby bird, something he could crush beneath his large hooves. This woman was of Riftian blood but it was a shame she had no mutations...true powerful bloodlines.
"You'd learn to not sneak up on someone like that" he hissed, someone meaning him. "Next time i'd have half a mind to toss your frail fucking body over this fucking cliff" he snapped his fangs.
"Woman, what is your name" the beast demanded. "Why have you followed me?" Bates towered over the woman muscles rippling and body coiled. The man was serious about chunking her over the cliff, she was attractive and sent signals through his body, but a dead body was one less thing to worry about.
