#I mean is it really? Ahri isn't human but well... better safe then sorry

[ferinehuntress]

  ◈　 ⇢  　@zaunseye　 ⋯　 Closed Starter . 　 　 　❝ Ahri finds a meal in the middle of Zaun . ❞

　⊰ ⸻ ⊱ 　𝐀𝐡𝐫𝐢 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 　 the way this dark-haired woman berated a rat vastaya. There was no hunt in it, she simply killed him and laughed over the dead body as he suffered. something about 'too many rats anyway' and 'one less body to worry over'. Ahri's tongue brushed over her lips, the smell of her beating heart echoing into her ears. The hunters always became the hunted when their arrogance gave wind. She could smell it, the sickenly twist of bitterness made her nose scrunch up. Golden eyes peered down at the group she joined with. A scrawny man barely at five feet, a fish-like vastaya with fins against the top of her head, and the average height of her prey, with dark brown hair and scars across her face. Her pale skin spoke of little sunlight, but her scars spoke of battles once fought.

　Claws dug into the stone as she crouched, her tails flicking around. The woman didn't even know she was dead yet, but she was. The moment Ahri decided she would be her prey, her sentence was set. As the trio wandered into the alleyway, Ahri dropped down and dragged her claws against the ground. The sound caused the group to twist around. They were already in her grasp, as she released the pheromones, lulling their senses. She didn't care what scent it took on for them, all she knew was that it had infected their minds, drugging them to her control as she let out a little yelp. She stood up on her feet, her claws digging into the ground. Each tail reached out and grabbed the fish vastaya and the scrawny man and shoved them against the walls.

　"Run," Ahri whispered, as she twisted her pheromones to immediately induce fear. The woman who had been so arrogantly confident suddenly produced wide eyes of terror and twisted on her feet to run. Her hand reached for the knife as Ahri lowered down and started to change. Blood pumped through the veins, fear permeating the air as Ahri fed upon it. She jumped up against the wall as the 90-degree turn and lept forward, slamming the woman onto the ground. She slashed with a knife, cutting into Ahri's arm as Ahri grabbed her wrist and broke her hand. A guttural scream of pain left the woman's mouth as Ahri got off of her and slammed her up against the wall. She let out an eerie fox scream, only causing the other to panic.

　Immediately, her mouth wrapped around the woman's throat, and clamped down shut. The woman screamed and struggled, blood choking in her throat as Ahri refused to let go. Despite all her struggles, Ahri just bit down harder and dragged her back as she felt the woman punching and fighting. Slowly it died down, though the woman wasn't dead yet. Letting go of her neck, she ripped at her skin, eating at her flesh. The woman was gurgling with terror and pain as Ahri started to feast upon her alive. Foxes started to eat their prey when they were living.

　Her ears flicked forward though, and her claws pressed down against the woman's chest as she struggled and kicked in pain, her claws digging right over the woman's heart as she looked forward. She could smell the presence of a man, and her tails spread out, all nine of them. She snapped her jaws, as blood coated down her chin, dripping onto the woman's face as the woman was slowly dying underneath her grasp. Ahri's display didn't speak words, but actions.

　This is my prey. I found it first!

　The growl echoed, as she swallowed down the meat as her mouth watered. Still watching the man, she allowed a scent to weave through the air, working to charm him. Enough so that he did not interfere, she would not give up her dinner. Immediately she looked down and using her other hand, started to draw out the essence of the woman, the glowing blue light swirled around her hand as she could feel the life in the essence.

　She would feed well tonight.