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Hunting
Aug 19, 2008 23:24:39 GMT -5
Post by Alice Cullen on Aug 19, 2008 23:24:39 GMT -5
It didn't take long for them to get to their destination. Alice and Jasper hadn't wandered too far out of Forks but they did make sure that they were far enough from humans to be safe hunting. The day continued with it's overcast nature and helped Alice to relax as they got ready to feed.
She ran her tongue lightly over her bottom lip before tilting her head and starting to fly swiftly to the right of their current path heading for a small clearing. Alice slowed down the closer to the edge she got, eyes scanning the area. It was only about a few meters long so she quickly spotted where the deer family from her vision would wander out of. Silently she pointed to the correct spot and waited.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 0:32:50 GMT -5
Post by Jasper Hale on Aug 20, 2008 0:32:50 GMT -5
Jasper had stayed silent for the majority of their venture to the area Alice had chosen for them to hunt. His hunger and need for blood mounting every second as they went. By the time they had reached the spot they needed to be at Jasper had grown still his eyes resembeling onyx stones instead of the normal color which usually shown through them.
Jasper's eyes flicked over to the spot where Alice pointed in the clearing of the forest and he merely waited amonst the shadows of the trees his eyes never leaving the spot she had indicated and his body still as stone as he watched and waited. The hunger he had felt lingering in the back of his mind and the frusturation the beast within him felt towards not being able to savor the human blood which had been spilled had grown ten fold in the short journey to the clearing and Jasper was completely enthralled in the hunt and the need for blood.
A low growl from deep within his chest pushed through his lips as the faintest snap of a twig sounded from off in the distance.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 10:55:58 GMT -5
Post by Alice Cullen on Aug 20, 2008 10:55:58 GMT -5
The thrill of the hunt kicked in as she glanced at Jasper's darkened eyes. She heard him growl and her attention quickly turned back to that of where she had pointed. The seconds seemed to pool into minutes, though it was barely a quarter of a minute before a deer stepped tentatively out of the trees.
A small growl escaped Alice's lips now and her eyes grew closer to the onyx shading of Jasper's. She hadn't been around the blood as long as he had so her previous hunt was still filling her pretty well but now she felt her throat start to burn as two more deer wandered out after the other.
Her eyes fully changed flashed to look at Jasper and she felt a faint smile tugging at her lips.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 12:59:57 GMT -5
Post by Phraxius on Aug 20, 2008 12:59:57 GMT -5
Phrax pursed his lips as he finally got into view of the Deer. He had managed to come across the scent of these after the 15 strong herd had passed out of his scent range; about 5 miles. He took out his hunting knife. He ran the edge along his finger lightly, instantly drawing blood. Sharp as anything. He never went into a hunt without a few minutes preparation and planning- it was a pup's mistake. He combined a soldier's common sense with a Wolf's instinct, but his flaw was that he became too focused
Phrax was blind to the familiar scent of vampires on the wind, so wrapped up and engrossed was he. He took out two of his smaller throwing knives, serrated viciously, and kept on moving every so often so as to stay upwind of the deer. These were for the actual strike - the hunting knife was designed as a mercy tool- for the deer couldn't outrun him, but they could hide.
Finally, his preparations made, he began to head towards his prey, silently, aeons of practice and his highstreet camoflage serving to keep the deer unaware of his presence
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 13:52:52 GMT -5
Post by Jasper Hale on Aug 20, 2008 13:52:52 GMT -5
Jasper’s eyes never left the spot in the clearing as he waited in the cover of the trees for their prey to make itself known to them. He could feel the desire to feed and ravage burning through him and each passing moment felt like an eternity. Another growl pushed its way through as he heard Alice’s growl from beside him as a single deer birthed through the trees and hesitantly stood in the grass of the clearing.
His eyes tore into immediately already slaughtering it with his eyes yet he made no movement towards it yet. It was when the other two deer joined the first and he cast a sideways glance towards Alice a sly smile playing on his lips did he feel the euphoric high associated with a hunt. His eyes snapped back to the prey in front of them and he knew nothing else but the gentle thump of the deer’s heart which pulsated the rich blood through its veins.
There was no sense in waiting any longer and the desperate desire to feed which burned through his entire being would not be put off any longer and with the viciousness of a rattle snake Jasper was out of his spot amongst the trees and on top of the nearest deer in a matter of a second. There was no chance for the deer to even comprehend what was happening to it as Jasper’s strength threw it to the ground and a second later he buried his teeth into the animal’s jugular.
The moment his teeth tore into the deer the animal bucked frantically but it was no use. With each savage movement sent the animal’s intoxicating coppery blood into his mouth filling the hunger which had burned within him. Another growl which could have also been dubbed as a groan forced its way from him as he tore into the animal savagely feeding from it. All of the frustration and desire the morning had built up within him snapping free in a moment of pure and utter violence and brutality.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 15:25:51 GMT -5
Post by Alice Cullen on Aug 20, 2008 15:25:51 GMT -5
The moment she heard Jasper's renewed growl she knew it was time. She waited only a split second after Jasper had pounced to attack one of the two that had followed his prey out into the open. The animals barely had a chance to register the falling of their comrade as Alice tore into one.
The deer thrashed slightly before Alice lowered it to the ground, already starting to drain it of it's life-blood and energy. The more she drank the slower the thrashing got as she stroked it's neck with one hand, the other on it's torso holding it in place. The blood was warm and just the smell intoxicated her making her small thirst she'd come with increase.
Alice heard Jasper let out a sound near her as he continued to feed and would have smiled had she not been busy. She finished before him, having grabbed the smallest deer and laid it down turning to look at him. She stood up and licked her lips as she watched on. Glancing around she realized that the third deer had disappeared. It didn't really matter...they'd find more in a bit.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 15:36:15 GMT -5
Post by Phraxius on Aug 20, 2008 15:36:15 GMT -5
Phrax tore his claws into the final deer's neck, silently as the butterfly soars. It was a savage action brought from the need not to be heard. His claws ripped out the jugular quickly and firmly, sending a quick spray of blood across the Werewolf's face. He placed the soft, sweet capillary of the throat into his mouth, the inch-long bio pipe filling his mouth with the sweet juice. Phrax indulged in the taste and texture of the meat. He stifled a howl of triumph; but only just. He felt a beast reaching up inside of him. Phrax looked up. No full moon. He thanked Mars and all the deities. He needed a relatively clear head. Before the smell overtook him and he became single-minded towards feed, he managed to drag the deer into a large, decidous bush, a few metres away from the vampires. If they found him roaming around they would either butcher him or capture him. Neither was good for him. The old Wolf was supposed to have sharpened his senses by now. It was an idiotic mistake and he knew it.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 16:00:34 GMT -5
Post by Jasper Hale on Aug 20, 2008 16:00:34 GMT -5
Jasper could feel the life draining from the animal as his teeth ripped and tore into the animals neck till he forced himself to let it go; the animal slumping to the ground dead the blood all but drained from its body as he stared down at it for a moment his eyes scanning the area around him the thirst within him mildly quenched but not nearly enough for the amount of blood…human blood he had been surrounded by that day. Human blood consumed Jasper and he had been around it for centuries till he had given it up for Alice yet the open scent of it still changes him and made him a force to be reckoned with.
Jasper's topaz eyes burned back at Alice hunger for blood tearing through him and desire for her joining it. The hunger encompassed him completely and he could see nothing but quenching it once he begun. He was about to go to her side when a scent in the air and a feeling in the space around them shifted and was immediately harnessed by Jasper's heightened hunting senses.
“We have company,” Jasper hissed his voice low as his eyes scanned the area around them. He could smell the creature but aside form that he could sense him; his feelings and emotions and he knew there was slight worry in the air and it was those feelings and the scent of even more spilled blood that he tracked.
Jasper took off at a high speed in the direction he sensed the predator was at; the scent of freshly spilled blood clouding his senses as he approached the heavily brushed area. He could sense and smell the wolf before he could ever see it yet he knew right where to attack and with a deep guttural growl he jumped landing inches behind the wolf his eyes burning with a million different emotions.
His entire body was tense with the anticapation of an attack as he stared at the wolf his eyes dark with continual hunger as he growled low within his chest prepared to attack.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 21:46:16 GMT -5
Post by Alice Cullen on Aug 20, 2008 21:46:16 GMT -5
When Jasper finished her turned and looked at her making Alice feel the smallest bit of lust. What was better than your husband feeding and then looking at you like that? To top it off, feeding from an animal because you had asked him to change from his normal diet. He almost looked as if he were about to come over before he spoke.
“We have company."
Alice froze and nearly kicked herself for not paying attention. The scent in the air was slightly familiar but it still caused her to frown slightly. Whatever it was did not smell tempting to her but the fact that it also had blood mixed with it caused her to frown more. What on earth?
Before she could say anything however Jasper had found the source, his old training kicking in and he took off. Alice almost called out but quickly decided to follow him instead quickly. She came to a quick stop right behind him and saw what it was. She immediately tensed up and then let out the smallest of hisses. He was like the dogs from La Push.
Sense kicking in she then quickly grabbed Jasper's arm. "The treaty," she said, low enough for him to hear and hoping she could be heard over the thrill of the hunt that had taken over.
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Hunting
Aug 20, 2008 22:31:13 GMT -5
Post by Jasper Hale on Aug 20, 2008 22:31:13 GMT -5
Jasper lunged at the wolf with a vicouse growl Alice's hand upon his arm the only thigns topping him from tearing the dogs throat out.
"He broke it," jasper growled his head snapping towards Alice and his eyes growing dark with animalistic rage as he stared at her the anger and thirst utterly consuming him.
They weren't allowed to set foot on the reservation but the dogs could do and go as they pleased? No that would work in the least. His anger and loss of control making Alice's words fall on to deaf ears as his eyes pulled away from her and refocused on the wolf with a low gutteral growl as he tensed to attack once more.
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Hunting
Aug 21, 2008 4:24:01 GMT -5
Post by Phraxius on Aug 21, 2008 4:24:01 GMT -5
Phrax's head snapped up, sinew and long strips of muscle draping from his jaws. His eyes widened as he saw the two 'Pires behind him. One was about to attack him, held in check by another female one. He heard the words "The Treaty." He turned round, his mouth wide and his bloodstained tongue sticking out. It was a show. Growling menacingly, Phrax drew back his head and howled into the night. It was a piercing noise. He curled up his face in a grimace of hate. The entirety of his body, haunched over, looked far more menacing then any mere animal. It was a pose mixed with feral Animal instincts and devious Human cunning. But then, he physically hit himself. Hard. It left a small indent on his face. In 2000 years of giving in, he had slowly mastered coming out of that whirling maelstrom that was bloodlust. He had failed before, but he needed a clear head to defend himself.
He reached inside his jacket. First with one hand then with the other. He let the contents of his hands be revealed. The first one was a necklace of thin, but sharp and deadly fangs looking very similiar to the one's that the two infront of him bore now. The second was made of far larger fangs, and there was just as many. They bore a striking resemblance to Phrax's main teeth. He held up the first necklace "Iuguolo Phrax."* He indicated the second necklace "Iuguolo Vobis."**
He threw the necklaces at their feet. "Where was your treaty in Europe, hmmm?"
OOC: *Killed by me **Killed by you.
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Hunting
Aug 21, 2008 7:43:49 GMT -5
Post by Jasper Hale on Aug 21, 2008 7:43:49 GMT -5
Jasper’s eyes never left the wolf before them as it turned around the spectacle in front of them disgusting as only dogs could be. Jasper growled in reply to the wolf’s menacing growl it was by mere strings he was containing himself at the moment. Had it not been for Alice he would have already attacked the wolf.
Confusion etched across his face as the wolf hit himself. Clearly this animal was something different but Jasper didn’t care enough to know what it was at the current moment. He watched still very much on guard as it revealed to very different necklaces of sorts.
Jasper viciously hissed as soon as he realized the one held vampire fangs around it and the other wolfs fangs. He could have cared less about the wolf fangs but it was the vampire fangs which caused his anger and guard to raise ten fold. He immediately angled himself so that he was standing directly in front of Alice shielding his mate from any damage the dog in front of them might try to cause her. The rage to hunt quickly became intertwined with the need to protect Alice and keep her from harm both equally deadly especially when combined.
His eyes burned into the wolf as he growled viciously at him once more as his final warning that he would murder him in an instance if he were to even glance at Alice.
“Get out,” Jasper ground out between gritted teeth as he kept the wolf always in his line of sight and his stance was always ready to attack.
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Hunting
Aug 22, 2008 9:40:39 GMT -5
Post by Alice Cullen on Aug 22, 2008 9:40:39 GMT -5
A firm grip in place, Alice watched carefully as Jasper growled again, getting ready to attack anyways claiming whoever this was that they had broken the treaty. She was a bit annoyed that she couldn't get a vision of an outcome due to what was currently standing in front of them.
The wolf man pulled something out of his pocket and held up two strings with teeth on them. She immediately recognized them and hissed with Jasper at the sight of them. He immediately angled himself so that he was standing directly in front of her shielding his mate from any damage the dog in front of them might try to cause her.
"Where was your treaty in Europe, hmmm?" she heard the dog-man say from behind Jasper. There was a vicious growl of response from Jasper before he managed to tell the dog to get lost.
Alice made sure to stand behind Jasper but kept a grip on his right arm her other resting on his left hip slightly. "Give me a minute," she whispered loud enough for him before directing her next comment to the mystery being.
"Our clan is peaceful here and we have formed a treaty with the wolves of these parts. We have no responsibility over anyone of our kind in Europe. I must insist that you leave this area at once. If you wish to stay anywhere near Forks you should make yourself known to the local pack and head the same laws as they do. We do not want to have the treaty we worked so hard for disturbed."
Her voice contained it's normal bell-like qualities but underneath there was a definite authoritative message directed to him. Alice always hated fighting for things that could be avoided and seeing as it was Jasper she wanted to make sure no fight ever came around. There would be serious consequences if he got so much as a scratch.
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Aug 22, 2008 15:08:22 GMT -5
Post by Phraxius on Aug 22, 2008 15:08:22 GMT -5
Phrax muttered something under his breath, before angling himself towards them both. He drew the hunting knife in a flourish of steel. Shaking his head, once again baring his fangs. He glared at them again. He was breathing slowly and deliberately. His left arm drew a slightly smaller and more elegant knife from his trouser pocket. Finally, he exhaled through his nose. "Have you ever lost a Family member? No, of course you have. Don't try to imagine the things I've seen, you'd fail. I've tried to find this pack. I see none. Nowhere do I see Mothers and Fathers teaching their children how life is for Lycan. I met a girl not long ago. She did not even know who she was. I have laughed off this, thinking that Werewolves are as rare here as Europe." But he sunk the throwing knife into the ground, fully up to the hilt.
He turned, not looking at them as he spoke, hefting the decimated deer carcass over his shoulder, blood falling down his shoulder like a burst of rain. "Noone wishing to harm me would have waited for me to turn. This is what I will do, to retain a semblance of this 'treaty' that is phantasmal as a spectre. You may keep those necklaces, as reminders of the wars, ney, the extermination that went on away from your eyes. I will harm none of your Coven, Family, Paternity, whatever you entitle yourselves, unless they first bear harm to me. I will take my feast and dine where you do not. I will try and find this 'pack' you speak of. But be warned, if I find a trace of a whisper that you have harmed my kind, neither hell nor heaven will save you. There are few enough of us already." And with this last, he bared his fangs in a loud snarl at them, so much so that you could see the tiny chips taken off his teeth, and the scars ripped into his lips.
There was no doubt that this Wolf contained rage and hate enough to take down atleast one of them with him if they chose to attack. For a second, it seemed he might contradict himself and attack, such was the expression of barely-concealed anger and stoic hatred. But no, he turned and trotted away.
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Aug 22, 2008 20:48:07 GMT -5
Post by Alice Cullen on Aug 22, 2008 20:48:07 GMT -5
As the werewolf started to talk Alice felt the hairs on her neck start to stand on end and she straightened considerably, biting back a hiss. Her eyes narrowed as she watched him speak and her grip on Jasper tightened even more.
Before she could say anything rude like 'how can you not find them their smell is unbearable and all over the place from town to the reservation' she gave a sharp intake of breathe.
The werewolf bared his fangs in a loud snarl at them, so much so that you could see the tiny chips taken off his teeth, and the scars ripped into his lips. Jasper pushed Alice even more behind him and didn't even spare her a glance. "When I say you run. And god damn it don't argue with me Alice," he practically hissed at her as he kept his gaze focused on the other being, starting to crouch as they measured each other up.
Panic started to rise in her as the two growled at each other and Jasper's eyes darkened with the want of bloodshed. His former instincts kicking in. He broke her grip on him and let out a small screech at the figure that still stood near the fallen dear, poised and ready. Before she could even respond to Jasper they lunged at each other and started to tear at each other. The smell of freshly spilled blood started to fill the air and if Alice had still been human she had no doubt that with all the nerves and tension and fighting she would have heaved.
She cried out as the wolf got in a heavy blow to her love. Jasper let out a chocking sound before trying to get a hit in and getting hit again. "JASPER!" screeched an unhuman voice that hurt her ears with the amount of pain in it, sounding like they had just died inside. She quickly realized it was her own voice.
When she came too the werewolf finished his mini speech and looked at them before he paused watching them. He then turned and trotted away and Alice's grip that had tightened during her vision, along with her hurried breathing, froze. Her eyes widened and she let out a hysterical gasp, falling to her knees as she watched the spot where he had been.
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