8/26/2025, 4:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 8/26/2025, 4:16 PM by Grey Shrike.)
IM SO sorry for the wait ;; my muse for him is back tho!
Poison w—
There was...much to unpack there, and the entire time she's rambling about berries and whoever Kirian is, his annoyance really begins to simmer under his skin. He's half-tempted to ask if she always yaps this much. But he'd made a half-assed promise to himself to behave, lest his late sister's soul comes to smite him from her perch in the sky.
He watches with begrudged patience as she huffed, puffed, and glowered. A shredded ear flicked as he leaned down to watch her tear into the felled elk. Gore was a part of life, but he couldn't help but wrinkle his muzzle when as she gnawed at the poor beast's groin and began to saw through the thick lining of it's stomach with her teeth.
The elk jerks where it rests, and Grey reaches out to steady its quarters as the woman cuts a jagged, crude opening along its belly. Innards paint the ground, followed by blood, and he suddenly remembers why he'd never bothered to learn to skin before.
It's messy and time consuming and—
A raven dove from the treetops to assault the woman's legs with little pecks. Inwardly, he groaned. It made sense that the bottom-feeders of the bird world would attach themselves to this weird girl. While it was amusing, the commotion caused her to tear the skin and fumble.
If he was annoyed before, he's damn near livid now.
The truth is that he's likely going to cause far more damage than she'd done...but pride in his hubris, and he's convinced himself that he'll pull this off flawlessly. He shooed the pesky raven away with a soured mutter beneath his breath.
He squints, tilts his head, talks to himself; desperately trying to remember all the times he'd watched his sister skin an animal.
But he'd hardly paid any attention back then, and it's coming to nip him in the ass with quiet vengeance.
So he picks up where she'd left off; using the sharpness of his fang to slide it just beneath the skin, dragging it downward until he reaches the elk's armpit. One leg successfully flayed, albeit missing a piece of skin, and with a smug look back at her, he moves on to the next.
What famous last words.
Poison w—
Poison water?Shrike scoffed in utter confusion. With ears tilted against his skull, he eyed her warily.
You sure those berries weren't fermented? What do you mean by poison water?
There was...much to unpack there, and the entire time she's rambling about berries and whoever Kirian is, his annoyance really begins to simmer under his skin. He's half-tempted to ask if she always yaps this much. But he'd made a half-assed promise to himself to behave, lest his late sister's soul comes to smite him from her perch in the sky.
He watches with begrudged patience as she huffed, puffed, and glowered. A shredded ear flicked as he leaned down to watch her tear into the felled elk. Gore was a part of life, but he couldn't help but wrinkle his muzzle when as she gnawed at the poor beast's groin and began to saw through the thick lining of it's stomach with her teeth.
The elk jerks where it rests, and Grey reaches out to steady its quarters as the woman cuts a jagged, crude opening along its belly. Innards paint the ground, followed by blood, and he suddenly remembers why he'd never bothered to learn to skin before.
It's messy and time consuming and—
A raven dove from the treetops to assault the woman's legs with little pecks. Inwardly, he groaned. It made sense that the bottom-feeders of the bird world would attach themselves to this weird girl. While it was amusing, the commotion caused her to tear the skin and fumble.
If he was annoyed before, he's damn near livid now.
Come on, I thought you swore you knew what you were doing!He bristled, voice pitched higher in exasperation. His tail thumps and lashes wildly behind him, his lips curling into a sneer as he — perhaps too dramatically — stands and hogs the carcass' space.
The truth is that he's likely going to cause far more damage than she'd done...but pride in his hubris, and he's convinced himself that he'll pull this off flawlessly. He shooed the pesky raven away with a soured mutter beneath his breath.
Fine. Since I'm the only one here with enough common sense.He bit, before leaning down to stare at the incisions she'd already made.
He squints, tilts his head, talks to himself; desperately trying to remember all the times he'd watched his sister skin an animal.
But he'd hardly paid any attention back then, and it's coming to nip him in the ass with quiet vengeance.
So he picks up where she'd left off; using the sharpness of his fang to slide it just beneath the skin, dragging it downward until he reaches the elk's armpit. One leg successfully flayed, albeit missing a piece of skin, and with a smug look back at her, he moves on to the next.
This is actually pretty easy...
What famous last words.
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