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lifeaftr2019-10-13 10:57 pm
bitch4bitch) wrote in lifeaftr2019-10-13 10:57 pm
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[OPEN] oh no
Who: Erika and anyone
What: It’s the full moon, Enso is overrun with unwanted wildlife, and Erika’s judgment is compromised.
When: The night of October 13th
Where: All over Enso
Warnings: General dog-monster mischief, some very upset animals - anything else TBA if necessary!
Erika’s evening starts much the way it always does on full moons; she makes her way to Enso, and, just a minute before sunset, stashes her clothes away so that they won’t get wrecked when she changes.
The main difference from usual is that, normally, she hasn’t been thinking quite so much lately about how Enso is fucking covered with some bastard-ass animals that aren’t supposed to be there - and, after changing, that issue is still kind of sticking in her head, albeit without her usual ability to plan around it or act with any kind of real strategy or purpose.
She does, however, manage to keep one point in mind, besides the need to get these things out of the way: Resources are limited around here, and there’s gotta be something they can be used for. Something that people with more dexterity than she possesses at the moment might be capable of. It doesn’t matter whether she knows them or not; anyone she can recognize as being from the island seems like an equally good choice to deliver these “gifts”. Even if they can’t personally do much with the animals, maybe they can find someone who can!
They’ll get a moment’s warning, the sound of a big animal crashing through the undergrowth and the dismayed squeals of a smaller animal, before she comes bounding up in all her bear-sized glory, carrying… well, it differs. Sometimes, it’ll be a pyjak, or maybe a small veep that she’s managed to get her jaws around - anything that looks out of place and that she can pick up seems to be fair game.
Either way, they seem to be largely unharmed, and really upset - and Erika seems incredibly pleased with herself for her restraint! Look, it’s alive and everything!
What: It’s the full moon, Enso is overrun with unwanted wildlife, and Erika’s judgment is compromised.
When: The night of October 13th
Where: All over Enso
Warnings: General dog-monster mischief, some very upset animals - anything else TBA if necessary!
Erika’s evening starts much the way it always does on full moons; she makes her way to Enso, and, just a minute before sunset, stashes her clothes away so that they won’t get wrecked when she changes.
The main difference from usual is that, normally, she hasn’t been thinking quite so much lately about how Enso is fucking covered with some bastard-ass animals that aren’t supposed to be there - and, after changing, that issue is still kind of sticking in her head, albeit without her usual ability to plan around it or act with any kind of real strategy or purpose.
She does, however, manage to keep one point in mind, besides the need to get these things out of the way: Resources are limited around here, and there’s gotta be something they can be used for. Something that people with more dexterity than she possesses at the moment might be capable of. It doesn’t matter whether she knows them or not; anyone she can recognize as being from the island seems like an equally good choice to deliver these “gifts”. Even if they can’t personally do much with the animals, maybe they can find someone who can!
They’ll get a moment’s warning, the sound of a big animal crashing through the undergrowth and the dismayed squeals of a smaller animal, before she comes bounding up in all her bear-sized glory, carrying… well, it differs. Sometimes, it’ll be a pyjak, or maybe a small veep that she’s managed to get her jaws around - anything that looks out of place and that she can pick up seems to be fair game.
Either way, they seem to be largely unharmed, and really upset - and Erika seems incredibly pleased with herself for her restraint! Look, it’s alive and everything!
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The main problem was that it seemed some wild dogs had decided to go out hunting too—noisily. The animal she'd been tracking suddenly bolted when the huge whatever-it-was started making a ridiculous racket.
"Damn," she exclaimed, louder than she meant to. She had had her rifle aimed and at the ready, but now she lowered it, peering through the darkness to see if maybe the animal had stopped running in a nearby spot.
holy shit dw didn't give me a notif for this and i am so sorry
That didn't stop her from taking off after the scent of prey when it started moving - but she didn't get far before hearing the distinctive sound of a human voice. Erika crashed to a stop and froze in place to look toward the source - just a pair of mirror-bright, reflective eyes staring at Tex from much higher off the ground than one might expect from a wild dog. Nothing threatening about that, clearly.