Just My Luck~Open~

[mazzira]

Kyro

Sometimes dying

[/i] is the only way out[/center]

Dust, sand, heat. That was pretty much everything in the desert. Oh, and occasionally a twisted, dead looking tree. Everything in this godforsaken place was dead, except for me and some insects. It was enough to drive even an antisocial Black Alliance wolf to insanity, which was something. Of course, it was my fault that I was here, but I could rage about it, even if I knew who to blame. Truly, who cared that I stuffed up my navigation and instead of ending up in the mountains I found myself in this f*cking desert? No one. And no one would care if I died out here, not even me.

As annoyed as I was I still managed to see the puff of dust that a lizard disturbed as it moved. I spun around and pounced, catching it under my paws. Its scaly skin moved under my pads like water as it tried to free itself, but I didn't care. I was hungry and when I was hungry I ate. Well, I might play a little first. I lifted one paw from the lizard, making sure that the other still held it firmly down and slapped it down on one of it's spindly little legs. The crack that I heard made a feral grin appear on my face. God, how I loved other animal's pain.

I moved both paws off the lizard and let it try to escape. It went about a metre(3 feet) before stopped, uable to run on its broken leg any further. I growled, my emerald eyes sparkling with the ecstacy of another's pain, before stalking forward. The lizard tried to run again, but I slammed my left paw on to one of its unbroken legs. Now it couldn't run at all. I smiled and grabbed it into my jaws. Then I slowly crushed it between my teeth, all it would feel was pain in its last moments of life.

Once I was satisfied that the creature was in enough pain I shook it, snapping it's neck, and proceeded ripping flesh from bone. I devoured the lizard, filling my stomach so I would survive for at least a few more hours in this dusty, sandy place. Then I would need to figure out how to find water, or how to get out of here. By the time I needed water I sincerely hoped I was out the desert, but you could never be sure. You couldn't be sure about anything, ever.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[blondie]

Luna

The white wolf ghosted across the baren landscape, searching for nothing. The moon was rising and the stars were coming out to play. The female grinned wickedly and howled quickly, announcing the hunt. A large jack rabbit bounded across a dune and that sent her in a flat out run. Her strongs legs easily pushed the vixen across the dunes, and thick padded feet pushed her through the sand.

Glaring and pinning her auds, the white vixen finally pounced on the rabbits. It squealed and the vixen laughed sinisterly. SHe decided that she would torture it, intead of killing it instantly. She grabbed it by the scruff of it's neck and flung it in the air. It kicked around, but then the wolf would jump up in the air and catch it.

She placed the now panting rabbit on the ground and wrapped her jaws around it wind pipe. She put light pressure on it and with doing that, she poked holes in his throat. Blood spurted out and it began to gasp for air. She laughed menacingly and quickly finished what she started. She ripped sinews from flesh and nerves from muscles. Blood marked her paws and maw and she smiled widely.

In the slight distance, she heard the faint sounds of another canine. Growling, the vixen picked herself up and dashed across the dunes, yet again. The scent became stronger and the vixen quickly discovered it to be a male. The scent of blood also masked his scent and the wolf licked her chops. She picked up her pace and quickly found him. She slid to a stop and raised her hackles, not exactly happy about this run in. She sighed and parted her jaws to speak, but decided against it. Hoping that he would break the ice...