Nestled among the pile of bones lay a chick with his head resting in its feathers. Blackberry was resting - the fight against Kera had taken place some time ago and she had gone somewhere isolated to heal. The Room of Bones had been both intriguing and comforting, as she had found no one. Now this place, this whole room, in fact, was hers, and she wanted to keep it that way.

Thankfully, there had been no reason to defend her territory - nobody had come to her or disturbed her healing. Nobody had dared set foot anywhere close to her. While this was good for the sake of her resting, Blackberry missed the fight. She missed interacting with other gembounds and the satisfaction that came with knowing she was destroying them, physically and emotionally. She had healed enough and she was ready for more.

First, however, she needed to eat. Her growling stomach woke her from her nap. She raised her head from under her wing and blinked blearily. Despite the darkness in the room, she could still see a little bit. She gave her neck a good stretch and her wings a few flaps to chase away the rest of the sleep before waddling over to the nearby pool where she had found fish on her arrival. She jumped in, shivering a little bit at the chill in the water, but quickly getting used to it. It wasn't easy catching fish in the dark, but she had to try her best. She took a long breath before diving down, her beak open. After a moment, she felt a bump and instantly snapped her mouth shut. She returned to the surface, her prize trapped in her teeth. The fish was small, smaller then she had wanted, but it would do. She gobble it down, barely tasting the flavor, but satisfied at the crunch of the bones and the food falling down her throat.

Once her meal was finished, she settled down on top of the water and let her feet still as she enjoyed the relaxation the water brought. But still, there was something itching in the back of her head. An urge, an instinct that she so dearly desired. Something exciting, something to get her blood rushing and racing. She wanted to feel her heartbeat in her ears or see a gembound's spirit break. She needed something exciting.

"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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Hunger was still gnawing at his stomach, and, so far, he wasn't able to do much to fix it. There wasn't much he could have done; he had only met two other creatures so far. One had been too tall, probably too powerful, for him to take on while he was so young, and he took pity on the other one. Which, at this point, he was happening to regret. He needed to do something, and he doubted that just wandering around was going to help. That's what he was doing, anyways, until he managed to find someone else that he could overpower or just maybe get help from.

And that's how he had landed in the tunnel leading to Canis. It had been a walk that seemed like it lasted forever, but he had done it. For a moment, he hesitated, before walking the rest of the way into the cave, just before the entrance. His ears perked as he heard the splashing of another gembound, and his good eye searched for the source. There! It took him a moment to notice the odd creature, but he eventually saw them. This was his chance. He had no doubt that he could overpower the creature splashing around, just as long as he managed to catch them off guard.

Lowering himself to the ground, he attempted to edge closer to the creature without them noticing. If he would be that lucky, that is.
tags: ( @Blackberry )

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For a second, Blackberry thought she had heard something. She snapped open her eyes and glanced around the room, trying to find the source of the noise. However, there was nothing she could find. Annoyed that something had bothered her, she kicked out with her legs and climbed onto the shore. She shook off her feathers, scattering droplets everywhere before turning to her feathers to preen, blissfully aware of anything sneaking up on her.

"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Phenex
notes: Sorry it's short, I'm tired and going to sleep now

Paws pulled him closer to the creature, his light blue eye gleaming as he got closer. Just a bit closer, and he could pounce. Just a bit closer, and he may be able to enjoy the satisfaction of having his first meal. Being the one to catch his first meal, as well. When he was still a distance away, the creature he was hunting moved, and he froze, alert as he listened for any sign that it was growing closer, or alarmed. There was nothing, and, after a few moments, he relaxed. It seemed that his dark pelt helped him in the dark. His heart was still hammering in his chest, but he moved one paw forwards again, this time slower, edging closer until he could barely see the silhouette of his prey through the darkness. Now, while it was distracted!

Bracing himself for the jump, Phenex paused for just a moment longer before his hind legs pushed him forwards, claws out as he aimed to pounce right on top of his prey. Hopefully he had the advantage in the dark.

tags: ( @Blackberry )

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There was a sudden movement in the corner of Blackberry's eyes and she turned just as the young leopard pounced on her. Honking loudly, she fell back under his claws and was instantly pinned to the ground. Alarm and fear raced through her veins. What the heck was this cat doing? Why were they attacking her? What had she done? She wondered if Kera had sent someone to attack her. No...even from the small amount of actual interaction they had, Blackberry knew that, if she wanted revenge, although it would be a small chance that she would, she would come and deliver it herself. No, there was another reason. But, of course, that didn't matter now. All that mattered was getting out from underneath those claws.

She fought and wriggled and did everything she could to get away from its grip. She realized that her wet feathers were helping her move so she focused on just sliding her way out. It worked - she managed to lift its weight enough so that she could push away and escape its grip.

Once she was a few paces away, she turned and hissed at the cat. "What the hell was that for," she spat, angrily. "How dare you attack me while I'm relaxing. What is wrong with you, you inky freak!" She lifted her wings a little and leaned forward, her beak open slightly to show her teeth and serrated tongue in an effort to threaten or scare away the predator. She could feel a fight coming on, but she did not shy away from it or fear it - in fact, she was ready for it. Finally, someone was going to make her life interesting again.

"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Phenex
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