ORIGIN - Emotion (And not the good kind)

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Large juicy cave deer? The mere thought of snacking on a deer made his mouth begin to water. His blue tongue could be seen swiping around his muzzle while his eyes seemed to gaze into the distance as he imagined feasting on the... blood. His pink eyes seemed to flicker with just a bit of vibrant red and it took a few blinks before Baratheon was able to shake some sense back into himself. He nearly caved and took Damian up on the offer but he knew he couldn't. He couldn't eat while Booker was so close, couldn't even eat while Damian was so near. It wouldn't be good for either of them.

The dragon turned his head away and merely grunted when Damian decided to leave. He had to keep control of himself. Had to keep focused. He could hunt later of find Giggle. Not lose himself to a bad Bloodlust.

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tagged: @Damian
ooc: ---
muse: 5/10

"Speech"
Thoughts

A smirk stretched across his muzzle as vibrant amber gems gleamed with plans untold. He did not offer one more glance to the drake before he was running off. Quickly his paws carried on through Monoceros. His nostril's flared and snuffed as he searched for any tell-tale signs of prey that may be lurking around. However, it was not the smell that first drew his attention, but rather a soft and panicked bleating that came from a distance away. It was his lucky day! He would not have to go to Eridanus to find what he was after at all. He slowed his pace, stalking closer to the bleating sounds that called for others.

How this stupid cave deer had wandered into a place that would not keep it sustained was beyond Damian, but it wasn't like he really cared. It wasn't long before his eyes settled on the decently sized cave deer that was moving around in circles, bleating it's terrified little heart out. Almost instantly Damian's mouth began to water as he crouched down a bit more. Slowly he moved, one paw slowly after another as he moved around it, using the height.

It was only when the cave deer became alert did he move to strike. He rushed the medium sized cave deer, hackles bristling as he tackled into the now squealing creature. Fangs snapped and crunched, sinking into the neck of the cave deer. Blood instantly splattered over his pelt and upon the ground. A snarl vibrated his chest when the cave deer managed to land a kick on his shoulder, but he ignored it as his hand like paws gripped the deer's neck and shoulders, desperate to keep it's down.

When the last breath was released from the cave Deer, Damian finally pulled away. His smirk returned as he now slid his tongue along his chops to clean the blood from them. "Alright, now lets get you closer," He chuckled lowly to the unmoving cave deer. With a snarl he sunk his fangs in again and slowly began dragging it closer and closer to Baratheon. When he felt like he was close enough damian moved to tear his fangs into the belly of the deer, spilling even more blood and the contents of it's stomach. The smelll of blood would waft towards Baratheon and now all he had to do was wait. Using his hand he swiped through the blood before turning and flinging the drops even further just to make sure Baratheon caught scent of it.

With that done Damian bolted away from the deer, hiding in the shadows to sit and watch. To see if Baratheon would show up and confirm the things he had heard.

"Speech"

Ooc:
Tags: @Baratheon

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@Baratheon

He had settled down, content with thinking that the winged wolf would let him be... If only it were that easy. As soon as he laid his head down and prepared for more long hours of rest... He smelt even. Even before the winged wolf had completely hidden himself the scent called him. It was barely even a taste on the wind and he was up on his feet. Nostrils flared as he sniffed, eyes already were starting to turn red. "Oh no..." Was all he managed to say before it took him.

An angry roar ripped through his throat as he charged full tilt towards the deceased cave deer. He snatched up the entrails in his jaws and began to shake his head to and fro, ripping them to bits. He swallowed some and scattered others in his mad frenzy. The deer itself was treated similarly and became a splattered red mess in his "play". The dragon licked at the ground, all of the blood disappearing in his maw.

After the blood was gone Baratheon lifted his head. Deep within himself he was fighting to regain control of himself... but it wasn't working. This Bloodlust was different. Not only brought on by the close blood but by the lack of blood he'd had in a few days. It would need more to satiate him.

Perhaps he should have located Damian by scent but maybe the wolf had hidden himself sufficiently well and the Bloodlusted being simply turned and sprinted away. His injuries were forgotten as he went on a quest to find more blood.

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tagged: @Damian
ooc: exit?
muse: 5/10

"Speech"
Thoughts

Dark laughter reverberated through the area, sinister and maniacal in it's tone. Amber eyes flashed as lips peeled back to expose the sharp canines of a growing monster. Baratheon had reacted just as he had heard. Tearing into the carcass and taking no time at all to shear the body into pieces. His once pink eyes had faded red and Damian knew that the bloodlust that had been told to him was true. The white drake seemed to have lost all sense of mind and it was only a matter of moments before the drake turned and bounded away to find it's next source of prey.

Slowly Damian prowled out from his shadowed hiding spot. Moving closer to where he had left the cave deer he mused over the fact the ground was only stained red from the blood that had been upon it before Baratheon had lapped it all up. He smirked before turning his head around to look in the direction Baratheon had left. This was going to be fun...

"Speech"

Ooc: Exit Damian
Tags: @Baratheon

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