Her life had been fractured into millions of minuscule fragments, a chaotic masterpiece. She lacked rhyme or reason and perhaps this lead the carnivorous creature to live within the nomadic confines of the common lands. Her life a never ending chain of reactions, as she meandered from place to place staying for no longer than she pleased. She had grown to become a creature of chaos despite her rather innocent and one would even say sheltered upbringing. The little girl she was merely a couple years ago was long gone, and from the ashes rose a completely different species.

The floral equine finds herself in the meadow this evening, plagued with a hunger that can't be sated so easily. Her iridescent spindle like legs guide her through the meadow, vibrant gaze fixating upon the few she passes by as she saunters towards a nearby creek, crawling with with fishy morsels. She's an indecisive creature by nature, her vibrant gaze fixed upon the placid surface of the water, searching through the clarity for the perfect moment to strike. She is calculated when she plunges her inky muzzle into the riverbed, ivory canines bared and striking as she hastily punctures her target. Grasping onto a rather sizable fish between her teeth, she proceeds to thrash for a moment or two, staining the water red with the fruits of her labor. Soon, her hunger would be satisfied.

As she lifts her cranium to allow her meal to slide down her throat, the sweet riches of blood seeping down into her stomach. As she devours the entirety of her prey whole, but she is less than satisfied with her singular meal. Her stomach guides her to snap her fangs once more within the shallow depths of the river, snatching up yet another meaty morsel. 

Blood beginning to stain her lips, her gaze meeting the mortified faces who surround her, all staring intently with a wild curiosity. She wonders why they gawk, without action. 

my heart is a weapon of war

Davina