Thread: Hunted (BurningWillows & BloodMoon)

S She moved within the shadows. Each step silent and effortless as she jumped from branch to branch, her attention focused on the petite figure before her. It hadnt taken Searrinna long to find the young woman after shed played around in the unnamed village shed met the girl in. The darkening scenery hid her well, but while it did that, it hid the gruesome creatures in which had come from the deadly outbreak. The forest seemed to grow still, even the night creatures seemed to dissipate and hide while a gruesome stench began to fill the fresh air. Searrinnas slim figure came to a halt while her eyes scanned the area cautiously. It was here Hidden within the shadows. While Searrinna didnt fear the creatures, she knew it could cause enough trouble to put the bait shed set, off track. As soon as she had seemingly stopped, had the faint sound of shackles filled the deathly still air. Jumping to a side tree a large ghostly figure replaced her. Its tentacle like legs floating above the sturdy branch, the tips fading into nothingness, while its arms flung around its figure. Large talons left a valuable reason to evade, its other arm changed shape into a large, sharp scythe like weapon. Its eyes glimmered within the dark while the rest of its putrid head faded into the darkness. Glowing red eyes glared at the creature before her. Youre not welcome here Wraith. Im not the being your hunting. She instructed, her voice darkening while an unknown accent creeped into her seductive tone. With that its head turned, quickly searching the forest for the creature it was hunting, its figure fading within the darkness only to reappear apon the ground, its head continuing to twist and turn in unusual angles. Her focus shifted from her mission to linger apon the wraith, sitting only meters underneath Searrinnas fit form. -- L As soon as her attention was fully focused on him, had he returned the same amount of eye contact. Her large silver molten eyes tracing over the small details she could see of his face. Hed asked her a question but speaking was still hard. Lunars fingertips twitched ever so slightly, Each moment shed spent on that bed, had the toxin began to wear off. The effects no longer lingering around her upper arms and toes. She could feel each wound seeping while they tried to stitch themselves together. While he asked about her wounds, she thought about it, knowing they wouldnt even begin to start healing until her blood pumped away the numbing feeling of what ever the man had injected her with. It seemed like it was days shed been there. Shed been jumped by 4 men, all of which where of different origins with different strengths and weaknesss. But she had faltered and she had been left to suffer for days. Most of the blood hed cleaned had been hers. Between the struggle shed put up, the torture shed been forced through, then eventually shed been dumped in that small cage. Bound and bloody. Almost as if hed left her there for another reason. Lunar bit the cover of her lip again, a sharpened canine piercing the flesh to reopen her lip. Another question. He seemed full of them as her eyes continued to watch his posture and his reaction to her wounded form. Taking a deep breath, pain shot through her lungs. Lunar nodded softly to his second question, words caught within her dry throat. Her eyes stared up at him intently, curiosity filling her wonderous eyes as to why hed stayed to help her distressed figure. Closing her eyes, she took a breath and opened her mouth, blood filling trickling into her mouth, dampening her throat. Why? Lunars voice was soft, taking a large amount of effort for only a single word. -- E A dark sexy grin pulled at Elis lips. I bet you theres not one male soul in this room that wishs that. His dark voice slyly commented while the mans eyes groped her figure hungrily. Elis weathered fingers interweaved as he leaned back slightly, his eyes never once wavering from the feminine figure before him. Even as she nodded to another figure behind him, his eyes stayed trained on Ashlin. The man tasted the air, hed thrown her off again. Amusement pulled even more at his pierced lips. As soon as hed caught her attention, her disgust flavored his mouth. Jealousy. His eyes lit up, an almost holy light lighting up the darkness within his emerald orbs. With Ash, he never could get enough of her jealousy. While it was a potential hazard, the Halfling didnt hesitate when it came to her. Their night together still lingered freshly against his tanned skin, each touch of her skin had been electric. While the demonic side of him played a huge portion in his seduction, the angelic side held some moments, secretly caressing each moment. Her taste, her sweet - sweet ever feeding taste was like no other, her skin like touching an electric fence Addictive. He adored her taste, from head to toe Loved the feeling of her inside and out. But Eli wasnt one to stay with only one woman. The chase for each woman was just too amusing, before he threw them away for the next . Elis hand slid off the table, pulling the cloak around his hip back to pull out a beaten and overly squished red pack. The artwork well too faded to make out until the small top was pulled back to reveal slender white sticks, all soft and containing a flammable, but addictive substance. Pulling out a white stick, Eli placed it between his lips, his eyes still remaining on the well annoyed girlish figure before him. Before he could light the cigarette, had the bar wench excitedly bounced to the table they sat at. The womans attention too well trained on his broad figure. Before she could light the cigarette, had she stormed off, well disgusted with the sex appeal of the bar wench. Eli couldnt help but grin, his vision shifting to her tight ass strutting away angrily. With that, the man stood. Elis tall, broad figure loomed over the waitress, his hand moving up to wave her away before his body followed Ashs upstairs. Quickly but silently, he watched her slam her door closed before he followed and opened the door. Quickly slipping in Eli closed the door behind him before he overlooked the small basic room. His eyes watched her, his intimidating stature making his way across the room to push the ravened haired beauty against a wooden wall. His hands gripped her upper arms, allowing a hand to snap up to her chin, pulling her head back before his head leaned down, forcing his soft luscious lips against hers. He pulled his head back and looked down at her, a sly grin pulling at one side of his lips. A hand slid around her back, sliding down to tightly grasp her ass, his dark eye's sparkling mischievously. Without even as much as a word, did the man turn and leave the room. As quickly as he'd been there, had he left... Leaving no trace other then the woman he left. Turning down the hall to silently make his way down the stairs before wandering back up to the waitress. Her curvy figure standing infront of a table, taking their orders. Get your own bloody meals. This one's mine for the night. His voice was strict, the deep tone rumbling within his chest, shocking not just the woman but the various men sitting at the table before that. Without breaking his stride, Eli picked the woman up bridal style within his strong arms. The rock hard bands of muscle flexing enough to show through the leather sleeves of his cloak. Her arm's flew up around his neck, a joyful squeal leaving her lips as he nodded at the front desk. Upstairs. Her lips where soft against his ear, softly mumbling a room number to him. Without a thought his figure glided up an opposite flight of stairs, leading them down a similar hallway before they disappeared behind a wooden door.