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Post by Corocotta on Aug 30, 2009 11:28:27 GMT -5
The beast trugged along the coast. His grey fur, perpetually matted with blood, now had sand added to the mix and gave him a more grizzled look then usual. None the less, the fine grains where actually aiding him, the rough surface smoothing his sharp claws into fine points, removing the jagged ends. The beast left the most unusual footprints as he walked. Looking like a wolf's, or at the very least, a large canid, the claws trailing made his toes spread out to the shape of a puma's. Anyone following surely would have been slightly put off the it, especially the few times he limped into the surf to catch a crab or a seagull amongst his jaws.
But the meat wasn't good enough, he needed something more sustainable. He wanted to hunt humans. men, elves, Elementals, he cared not, so long as he could attack something. His ears perked, and he swiveled his head to look behind him,unable to move his eyes on their own, searching for the source of the noise. Was today his lucky day?
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