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VATHMOS

[ABBR=Spotted Hyena, Female]INFORMATION[/abbr] ROLEPLAYER [abbr=Bloodrager 5]MISC.[/abbr]

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Lamashtu's Ire. The spider detected her, and Vathmos let a heavy sigh fall from her. Now she would have to at least say hi to him, or something. She stepped closer, dragging the deer along with her. One of it's legs dangled in and awkward postition. That was where Vathmos had bit it and crushed its bone. It kicked her in the ribs, leaving Vathmos with soreness and a bruise. She watched it escape her for a moment, then fall over its own legs. She watched it struggle, before the hyena clamped down in its neck to end its life.

Vathmos lived for the thrill of hunting and eating. It was her driving goal in life- to survive, but if she were to be able to feel safe and comfortable enough in Tanglewood, perhaps she could focus on other things.
Like talking to this stupid spider.

"It's Vathmos, Abathur." She looked at his face for a moment, eyes wandering over his six orbs. "Can you not.... see me?"

━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━