you though - open, murder

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    SHE RAN DOWN THE FOREST SLOPE — mara — westeros — she/her — tags

    The corpse of a Cartellian cat had been left by the border. Its throat had been slashed, but there were no real signs of a scuffle. The death had been sudden and quick. However, that was not the noteworthy thing about that corpse. Its soft underbelly had been eaten away, though by the perpetrator or a scavenger was unknown. Strangest of all, a leg had been torn from the body, as though someone had wanted a snack for the road.


    All scent that could lead the Cartellians to the suspect had been wiped away. There were a few sets of footprints, but they led to nowhere, signifying a creature of flight.

    I NO LONGER FEEL THINGS I KNOW I SHOULD

    Sollux had really not wanted to be the one to appear up first to a scene like this today or any other day really. But that was life, you died one way or the other and although he not cared did not wished to eat anyone anymore. Unfortunate the ghoul inside of him did not agreed neither was it going to let him starve both of them to death. It craved flesh and bone and Sol was ignoring all it's calls. The tragic in Blizzardclan had come because of that and now?. The injures had not healed special well the two cubs had not been good enough to help much for the ghoulism to help to treat his own injures which made the hunger growing worse and already did he felt at the edge of it, the control - the self control.


    The silver colored wolf stood right in front of the dead corpse, eye having gone crimson read with this black background and the red veins inside. He looked hungry and the eye showed he had lost whatever man he had been seconds ago. Jaws opened slightly as drool dript down from the jaws as well did the cigarette that had been placed in the mouth fall out and landed on the ground in front of the wolf paws. He was so very hungry. Swollowing Sol tried to fight back against it but to not vain. In a matter of seconds the ghoul stood over his former crewmate and started to hungry tear the teeths into what was left of the cat not caring for anything else then to eat the food with a hungry appitite.

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    "damn, sollux. did you kill it?" the lilac growled, rather irritated with the ghoul as she peered at the gruesome scene. she rather doubted that the answer to her inquiry would be 'yes', she hoped he was at least loyal enough to feast on enemies rather than his own crew. it did propose a rather interesting question, however- if he hadn't, who had? there didn't seem to be any scent, which brought her to the conclusion of the assassin that had been so hell bent on ruining george's life.