The Portal
07-31-2018, 09:12 AM
It's a young Luplux: black, as they often are, with a neon ruff and tail shifting in all the hues of a fire. She's female, a daydreamer, really—she loves to trail after the pack, staring at the stars, or chasing small creatures across the snow. It's not so much about the catch as it is about the hunt, the sheer, fierce joy of the chase, and for this reason, she doesn't catch a lot.
Her pack has warned her many times before to keep up. They have mouths to feed, places to go; they can't hold up all the time just because some whim takes her.
She tried. She really tried. And this was the first time she'd actually failed. She'd been chasing some hare, and then she'd got turned around in the Portal, a blizzard had erased her tracks about halfway back to where she'd left the Pack, and they weren't answering her howls.
So, she'd gone back to the Portal.
And now, she was hungry, so she did what she so rarely did: hunted with the intention of a kill. Laid out on the snow, cold and alone, was a newcomer. An ideal target—the horse seemed unconscious. Her mouth watered. She licked her lips and snuck closer on silent paws.
Then—
The horse rose up, effortlessly. He looked around himself. Another appeared; the young female heard him. Her gut rumbled. It was now or never.
Quick as a flash of lightning she rushed onto the scene, her bright ruff standing erect and flashing once, twice, brightly, so bright it rattled the senses. It was usually enough to stun the prey for a moment or two.
Then her jaws closed around the left hindleg of the bay horse, and
and
and
it was just all wrong. Foul-tasting liquid fell upon her tongue, her teeth connected with—with—something that definitely wasn't flesh and tendons and bones, and, startled, she released the leg she'd barely bitten into and jumped back. She hovered there for just a second, a look of profound confusion and bewilderment (and, yes, disappointment) on her youthful, narrow face. A couple of dark blue drops dripped from her jaw and onto the snow.
Then, with a flick of her bright tail, she bolted into the forest, to find something that was actually edible.
Her pack has warned her many times before to keep up. They have mouths to feed, places to go; they can't hold up all the time just because some whim takes her.
She tried. She really tried. And this was the first time she'd actually failed. She'd been chasing some hare, and then she'd got turned around in the Portal, a blizzard had erased her tracks about halfway back to where she'd left the Pack, and they weren't answering her howls.
So, she'd gone back to the Portal.
And now, she was hungry, so she did what she so rarely did: hunted with the intention of a kill. Laid out on the snow, cold and alone, was a newcomer. An ideal target—the horse seemed unconscious. Her mouth watered. She licked her lips and snuck closer on silent paws.
Then—
The horse rose up, effortlessly. He looked around himself. Another appeared; the young female heard him. Her gut rumbled. It was now or never.
Quick as a flash of lightning she rushed onto the scene, her bright ruff standing erect and flashing once, twice, brightly, so bright it rattled the senses. It was usually enough to stun the prey for a moment or two.
Then her jaws closed around the left hindleg of the bay horse, and
and
and
it was just all wrong. Foul-tasting liquid fell upon her tongue, her teeth connected with—with—something that definitely wasn't flesh and tendons and bones, and, startled, she released the leg she'd barely bitten into and jumped back. She hovered there for just a second, a look of profound confusion and bewilderment (and, yes, disappointment) on her youthful, narrow face. A couple of dark blue drops dripped from her jaw and onto the snow.
Then, with a flick of her bright tail, she bolted into the forest, to find something that was actually edible.
the Rift
[ ACCEPTANCE NOTES: CONNOR ]
Mutations:
Is an android horse. Made out of metal and wires, cannot feel pain. Is unable to repair from serious wounds without proper materials and blue blood.
Has blue blood called thirium.
LED in right temple, changes colors.
