Thread: Aftermath (Razgriz x Lustfull_Sin)

The Harpies were unaware of the humans actions, their minds distracted in exterminating Yurin. As one slashed with her talons, another snapped her head to bite and another to kick. As Yurin screeched in pain, one of the Harpies, decided to check on the human. Just as she turned her head, something whizzed past her ear and before she knew it, her sister fell to the ground, blood pooling on the floor. What!?!She shrieked, seeing the nice sized hole in the back of her head. Looking up she saw the human charge at her other sister and another awful sound vibrated her ears. GaaahhhhhThe sound of the shot was too loud for her sensitive ears and the Harpy had her hand up, covering them. With her ears ringing, she didnt notice him coming after her, that is, until her body was violently shoved and soon, she was free falling. You fucking human.She screeched, trying to twist their bodies while in mid air, trying to force his grip off her. Let me go. Youll kill us both.She said and as she swung her hands, trying to get him off, he managed to turn them without her knowing. What?Was all she said before her body was forced into the ground, ever bone breaking, turning into dust practically. She made no sound, made no movement. The life was instantly taken from her. Lifeless eyes gazed up to the sky, her stomach was open and her guts gushed out of her body. The impact had been too much for her tiny body. Her leg was bent in an awful position, her arm was the same. She was left to be fed upon by the crows, not even a prayer given, but at least she was given a thank you for being so kind as to be a cushion. Back in the room above the high building, Yurin lay in a puddle of blood, both hers and the Harpies. She coughed, swallowing back blood, but it kept coming up. M-My.love.Y-You.s-saved me..She whispered, a tear streaming down her temple. She smiled before she let death take her. Whether he intentionally saved her or not, she was grateful either way for at least she died thinking that someone like that did indeed love her. In an open field near the forest that had surrounded the man made building, a Weresheep named Punff was dozing on the soft grass, her body curled into a ball as she slept. The sun was up high, warming her up and she was dreaming, thinking about the human that was hiding about on Umb-.Deseus. She still, even after so many years, cant call it such an ugly name. To her, this planet will always be known as Umbre. Mumbling a bit, she turned onto her back, a hand resting on her stomach, the other on her side. She had been sent to go off into the forest to pick fruit, but right when she stepped into this lovely, vast field, the sun high, drowsiness slowly wrapped itself around her, until she simply stopped, laid herself down and fell asleep. Now as she dreamed, she pictured what her ideal human looked like. Tall, built, muscled. Mean body, but wonderful and sweet personality. He would always touch her, fluff her fluff and rub against her until they finally made love. Moaning, Punff pressed her thighs together, dreaming at how he was touching her, until suddenly, something woke her. Her eyes slowly opened and up above she saw something circling the sky. Tilting her head, she wasnt sure what it was, until she heard the high pitched shriek, giving Punff the indication that a Harpy was circling her. O-Oh no.She simply said and took her time in getting up, sleep still in her system. GoawayHarpy. She ought to thank it, since it woke her up. Lanthe would be so upset if she found out that Punff fell asleep. Looking towards the direction of the forest, she began to make her way to it, the Harpy losing interest all of a sudden. Yawning, Punff took her time, moving past the thick trees, sniffing out the fruit that was bared. Mmm, I dont.yawn wanna pick fruit.She mumbled and stopped, looking up at a tree. Up above, shiny red apples were bunched together, high up in the branches. Looking around, Punff reached her hands up, as if that would summon the fruit down. She couldnt climb trees and Lanthe told her to only pick things she could reach, but she loved apples and rarely ever had the chance to eat one. Nibbling her lip, she looked around and smiled. Moving, she picked up a falling stick and went back to the tree, lifting it up and wiggling it a bit, not sure whether she was reaching or not. She was way off the mark.