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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( at a familiar owl’s piercing screech, the hunter faltered in his steps. there, in a fragile heap, was the seer . the other man’s name emerged as a frayed whisper torn from ithaqua’s mouth ) 𝑒𝑙𝑖 … ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( with his mask resecured, he focused on crimson stains fresher than the rest, leading toward crows coming to perch upon high concrete walls . he hefted his axe, ready to put whoever lay at the end of this trail out of their misery . ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( ithaqua lifted the edge of his mask, pressing fingertips sticky with blood against the ache behind his eyes. detentions infernal glow had faded, replaced only by the throbbing backlash of the drugs ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( he presumed his hunting partner, the ripper, had left his prey out for the crows , who’d peck at open wounds whenever survivors were too injured to shoo the murder off . ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( handprints and desperate gouges in the snow marked a survivor’s tortured path as they pulled the dead weight of their body through cold, unforgiving earth . ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( the coppery smell of blood was now in the very air of his lungs, and a viscous red film clung to his skin from the evening’s hunt . before him carnage stretched across the map — ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ she swooped from her roost on quiet wings — I nearly missed her. apparently, we were eyeing the same vole. I’d have caught it myself if she hadn’t . ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ I believe she plucked a vole from its burrow . she appeared unfazed as she flew off .. ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ miss brooke left an impression in the snow , @BLOD3UW3DD ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ that is what I thought 🙂 ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ mean .. ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( *😡 avoids the spoon thrown at it. since it can’t have stew, no one can ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( tilts its head and stares back silently for a couple seconds. ) . . . ( knocks over the pot he’s cooking stew in ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( it was this manor, he figures — a neutral ground where his prey can brazenly wander up to him and not risk mutilation. the sheep had forgotten their place . ) you care for the batter ? how admirable . i’d 𝘩𝑎𝑡𝑒 to see you suffer alongside him .. ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( her composure acts as provocation, spurring a louder growl and flash of fangs under his mask. where was her instinctual fear when in the presence of a beast ? ) ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( blows out his fire with its wind ) ⠀⠀⠀

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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( ears press tight against the night watch’s hood and a defensive growl rumbles in his throat. who does she think she’s calling vilulf ? the archer was nowhere in sight ) 𝑖𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑎 … it’s ithaqua . and I shall do whatever I please, miss woods . ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( that lizard gets the thrill of the hunt while he’s relegated to chair camping duty . ) it was rather daring of you to linger . ⠀⠀⠀