by catz4ever » Fri Feb 04, 2011 5:06 am
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Silke was crouching on a low tree branch, watching intemtly and twitching her ears and tail as a herd of elk passed. Her long clawlike hands were clutching two stone carved hunting knives but she had anoher weapon. With her cheetah blood, she could use her fangs as a weapon when and if required. The bull elk was nibbling on grass, completely unaware of the danger above him. Silke crouched to spring and using her long spotted tail to balance as she landed just behind the bull elk that snorted and galloped away. She could of landed on its back and slit tis throat in seconds but she was slightly bored and wanted something to do. Her cheetah side helped as she ran after the elk, keeping up with its gallop easily. She let her senses flow out and could sense the blood pumping in its throat, her target. She jumped onto it, an arc of lethal destruction and bit its foreleg sharply before slitting its throat with one of her knives.
The creature fell limp beneath her and she wiped the blood off her knife. Silently, placing her hand on her chest then jabing outwards, Silke gave thanks to the relitavely easy catch. Some of her followers found this action strange but it was a tradition for her that went years back. In her whole 18 years of life, she had been taught to respect the sacrifice that her prey would make to give her strength. "Thankyou" she murmured before ducking down, and using her sharp canines to rip at the flesh, her muzzle streaked with blood.
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