by The Kingpin » Fri Jul 06, 2007 12:07 am
Crusher arrived at the anky herd. they were resting, their tails pointing outwards. he snarled loudly enough to wake them up. they started to swing their tails around. they weren't very fast moving, but each one of them weighed nearly half a ton, so being hit by them at all would hurt. one swung upwards for his face, which he had deliberately kept low to the ground. he moved it upwards just in time to avoid a blow from an angry, aged bull. Crusher snarled at it, and it swung it's tail upwards, but Crusher easily moved his head out of the way. he then bit onto the armoured tail and yanked it to the side, making the anky fall onto it's leg, breaking it. Crusher let go of the tail and pinned it down with his foot, and lowered his head and lodged it under the Anky's other leg, and pushed upwards, rolling it onto it's back. the Ankues knew this one was as good as dead. Crusher bit into it's stomach as it bellowed in fear, before letting it's head hang limp, suspended by the many layers of armour on it's back, which acted like support, holding it's head up. Crusher ripped into it hungrily, and soon emptied it's stomach. by the end of it, he roared. the game trail was close by. he thought he might take a walk by it, and go for a little late night swim to refresh him, since he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight. after he ate his fill, he walked on the edge of the game trail, keeping close to the trees. it was hard to hide his massive form, being slightly taller than the height of the trees in this particular area, but he knew it wasn't likely for him to be disturbed. in the corner of his eye, he spotted a young Rex. it was just feet from the edge of his territory, and didn't seem to know abotu it. still, Crusher stayed quiet. he'd only react if it did cross the line too much. he knew he was completely visible to it, but didn't care. there wasn't much it could do to him even if it wanted to...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG