ORIGIN - Blood and stone

Astaroth panted, the cave deer he had managed to chase down had winded him, though the meat was worth it. Blood dripped from his muzzle as he dropped it, pausing his dragging of the beast to his home in Orion to catch his breath. It weighed twice as much as him he thought, he felt so by his aching neck and legs. He sat in his haunches and held his breath for a second, making it so he could hear anything, hoping that there wasn't anything to take his catch. He thought he heard something but shrugged it off, too quiet to be anything big. He started panting again, he felt light-headed from holding his breath. He licked his chops and ripped off a piece of flesh. chewing it like gum and savoring the taste of the blood, he studied the bifurcate antlers as he did so, wondering at the use of such unwieldy appendages. He had taken the beast down by grabbing one and holding into it until it pulled the beast down, it seemed more of a hindrance than a help.
"Speaking."
Thoughts.
tags: @Damian
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Silently the beast moved through the darkness that had consumed the caves. Amber eyes seached easily within the abyss and though he could not see to his full extent he could still make out enough. Slowly his tongue slopped out over his nose, making it easier to catch the scent of blood that was thick on the air. It stirred a hunger in him. Had woken him from his slumber with a verocity he had only felt a few times before.

He had left his home in Polaris some time ago. Only out of boredom did he find solace in exploring the caves. It had been a long time since he had left Polaris as it was. First, it was simply because he liked that place the most. The spire having become his own bed to slumber upon. Then there had been the raising of his children. Each who have fully grown and left on their own adventures. Of course, Damian always kept tabs on his sons' if only to make sure they didn't get too over their head. Alas, they were capable creatures entirely capable of taking care of their own so there was little Damian ever had to do for them. It sent pride through him but also left him bored as hell.

His thoughts were shaken away as the scent of blood became stronger and stronger the closer he got to it. His tail moved silently through the air as he was soon close enough to peer down at the fresh kill.....and the pup that had downed it.

A wicked smirk tore across his muzzle, peeling his jowls apart to expose his pearly white fangs as his tongue licked over the side. How easy it would be to just take it from the little runt. There would be no fight this pup could put up that would ever prove too much for a beast such as him.

As it seemed, however, Damian felt a different pull in his chest. One that made him rumble with a low snarl. Children. Such a weakness of his. He popped his jowls loudly, firmly stating his presence to the little wolf should the snarl not be enough. "Such a big catch....for a little runt," His deep voice purred out darkly. He narrowed his eyes for a brief moment in an attempt to get a better look at the runt, but without the light, all he could make out was his dark figure. Damian waited for a reply, large ears twisted forward to listen to any sound the pup may make. This wolf was lucky he was so young...or Damian would have used this darkness to his advantage.

"Speech" 'Thoughts'

Words:Words
Tags: @Astaroth
OoC:

Astaroth looked up, seeing the creature that must have made the noise He flattened his ears to his head and snarled, getting up and protectively standing over the corpse. He saw a rock nearby... maybe if he could use his new ability.... He tried to pick up the rock but failed, his eyes only flashing a bright violet for a couple second as he tried to summon the magic he was so familiar with. Feeling dejected he sent the... whatever this thing was... an acidic look. Showing that he wouldn't get the kill without a fight.
"Speaking."
Thoughts.
tags: @Damian
notes:

A deep, rumbling laugh reverberated deep in Damian's chest as he caught the sublte signs of this little pup trying to use his abilities against him. It stirred a desire to show this runt just who he thought he was messing with. Wings stretched out and fluttered briefly before settling back neatly along his back. He was certainly lucky he was only a pup and not an adult. "I'm not going to take your kill pup," he snapped acidicly as he felt the fur along his haunches start to bristle up. "The next time you try to attack me though, I will make sure to treat you like an adult," He snuffed grumpily as he moved to sit back on his haunches. He eyes the kill behind the pup as he once again slid his tongue out to wet his nose. It would certainly be a nice snack...but perhaps this pup would simply engorge himself and get full without eating the entire thing. Then Damian would just take it off the pups hands. I wasn't against hunting for himself, but what better than to pillage a kill from someone else. "What's your name anyways," he huffed turning his amber eyes back down to the pup.

"Speech" 'Thoughts'

Words:Words
Tags: @Astaroth
OoC:

Astaroth looked at the... What the hell is this thing? It looked like a wolf but it had a different build. And the wings of a bat. "As I believe knowing the name of one gives you slight power over them I will not tell you my identity until you tell me what, and who you are. If you don't wish to tell me those things at this time since I am unwillingly to do so likewise then you can call me Ast, or Star, whichever one you wish." The wolf looked at the figure in front of him. He could barely see it but his eyes had become accustomed to the dark. "And if you wish to have a part of my kill you could just ask. I have no need to gorge myself fat. I will not finish this myself."
"Speaking."
Thoughts.
tags: @Damian
notes: