Hmf. All that and still no curry. -- Stalking Grounds

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Date Posted: 15:03:22 02/09/03 Sun
Author: Aduni
Subject: Hmf. All that and still no curry.

After vainly searching the main street of Nankampi for a good green curry, the ravenous shifter mysteriously disappears from the main city and reappears with a flash of pale green light in the stalking grounds. Shifting quickly into full Cat form, she climbs straight up the side of a tree, blending with the dappled light of the wooded area. She lounges on a branch and waits for some poor beast to walk close to her.
"Patience," she says to herself, though it comes out as a soft growl. Soon enough, a deer, minding its own business, wanders within leaping range at the head of a small herd. The Jaguar poises herself to pounce, barely rustling the branch on which she lies.
"That looks vaguely herbivorous." Emerald eyes narrow. A tail twiches once, twice, thrice, and then as though propelled by a spring, the great cat soars from her hiding place in a great spectacle of raw power. She lands squarely on its back with the unfortunate beast's neck snapped in her jaw. The other deer scatter in terror, stampeding through the forest.

As the bloodlust fades from her, she shifts into her human form to skin the deer with her sword, no mean feat with a double ended blade of that length. Quickly building a spit from fallen branches, she uses a tiny spark of energy to light a fire beneath it and ties the legs of her kill to it with choice bits of sinew. Soon, the smell of deer roasting whole fills the glade. "It's too bad," she says aloud, that these things don't bleed sauce."

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Replies:

CRASH! -- Kadish, 06:07:54 02/18/03 Tue
- *snorts derisively* -- Aduni, 18:56:42 02/26/03 Wed
  - NEVER SNORT AT ME!! -- Kadish, Airaz, 15:18:06 03/01/03 Sat