here comes a candle to light you to bed
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
(for the casual reader, shit's about to get mature)
There is a pulse of fury that pounds in each of their heads when the stallion dissolves into sand. Frustration roars out of the mouth of the larger monster and she is just about to take out that frustration on her daughter when he appears again only a few feet away. A snarl escapes them both and their attention refocuses on him with a flash of intensity.
The smaller one catches him first, her jaw opening wide to reveal the second mouth within, which punches forward and through the flesh of a hindleg even as the larger jaws also close around the flesh and tear a chunk out of the muscle there. The larger one paces. Although her entire body burns with hunger and anger, her eyes are cold and empty. They never change, no matter what they might be doing.
This one does not lunge at him yet, but instead moves close, using her knife tail to cut at her daughter. Not deeply, just enough for a short spray of blood. They have played this game before - and wherever those droplets of blood land they will burn with the force of the concentrated acid in their veins.
Only then does she turn to lunge, her own set of silver teeth opening wide into wicked grin that looks to grab hold of his face or his neck and tear downwards with a mighty pull. They do not play games with their meals, not long ones anyway, and she is eager to toss him to the dirt so she can bury her head in his soft flesh and feast. One less false trail in their hunt for the dragon.
ripley & nostromo
XXVIII----- |
@[Cassian]
let me know if you want anything changed and feel free to PP them doing WHATEVER to poor Cassian <3
