The Outcome of Fire

[Spine]

White Nightmare stepped out of the stream, coming up slowly. His fur was not wet at all, it looked as if nothing had ever happened to it. Blood red orbs scanned hs land, looking at the barren trees, little flames dancing on the branches. The land was stripped of all it's vegetation, and occaisional fame thriveed here and there, but it was overall gone. White Nightmare smelled the meat, and the burning fumes. The land was scattered with dead critters. It was a feast.
White Nightmare walked amongst everything, looking for a certain creature. Finally he found it, the only rabbit that had survived, a white one huddled against a tree. How ironic. White Nightmare picked it up in his fangs with lightning speed before it could even run. He crushed it slowly, letting the bones break ever so slowly, letting it sqeal. He felt it's blood run down his throat, and his fangs peicing the flesh. It lasted only a cuple minute, but to the rabbit, it lasted days. It was torture.
Finally, White Nightmare had finished his meal. It was his favorite prey, the helpless ones who were alive and could feel the pain.
Only then did Nightmare look upon his other mares, perhaps going to feast, or just looking at their improved home.

Ooc: Sorry for the short post.

[Cursed Love]

Cursed walked out of the stream, pillars propelling her forward. He had took the only live meat. She cursed. She walked among the bodies, stopping to tear off the burnt flesh and eat the meat inside. She had been looking forward to a live meal, but the stallion had took care of that. Perhaps, though, there was another live one. Attic told her the chance were slim, but possible. Piller propelled her forward, upstream, following near the water. She saw it, a large hopper. It was half-dead, but not quiet. She stared into it's orbs, hypnotizing it. It stayed still, not moving. She walked up to it, whispering in the language of the devil. She grabbed it by a back leg, and it was only then it tried to escaped. She slowly crushed its back leg, enamels cutting it wide open. Whipcord lashed like a cat playing with it's prey. Finally, she snapped it's neck and finshed her feast.

[Shattering Silence]

Ooids watched the two from her position, she had left the aqua's safety, while the fire was still raging on, but now it had stopped. Lowering her cerebrum to the geo, she let her vintage snuffle the ashen geo, uncovering the yet living emerald's, enamel's snipping the quickly, before letting her treds counter, known needed to know her secert for strength in these time's. Pearls leaving light imprint's, as she disappear again, no need to stick around with the harem, she was more a loner, but she would still reside with the hellion, in the valley. Disappearing herself within the barken jungle, shadowed by the black abyss, as she let herself watch, for now. Melorns resting on her cerebrum, backened, as she continue her watch.