lay me on the table

from mud and blood, a demon rises.

the dirt parts between cold grey eyes, leering at this new land. the dark body shook his pelt, the mud cool on fresh scars and injuries, and dipped into the nearest river. this wasn't the wilds of acadia.

hiroto's body ached still. the river was here to soothe him, but it did little. it was too cold, and to find a hotspring now would be searching for a needle in the haystack.

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green stretched for miles and miles. nothing else was here to accompany hiroto, not even the men who chased him or the woman — whatever her name was — he'd been rolling in the fields with. or so he thought. a woman — a different one — muttering to herself takes his attention. she rises from the empty grasslands in the corner of his eyes. "here,'' spoke the strange wilds, "take this."

hiroto would take the offer up, but not yet. instead the man drank in the woman across from him, the feminine, slender curves of her silhouette. what would be a plain coat laid beautifully over her, glimmering in the sun that stopped being unbearable now with something else to focus on. she was a sight to behold, and she was, at a glance, too stupid to realize it.

he approached like she were quarry; pushing aside each stalk of grass through calculated steps. but he couldn't get too close. she would run. even with the cut on her head, she could make it far. and if she didn't, wrangling her would be too much work for the brute. instead he chuffs, announcing his presence from — in hiroto's opinion — a comfortable distance.

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while she scrambles to her feet like a fawn, the dark pillar that was hiroto stood tall and casted a long shadow. while the wind swept the grass, the only thing that moved of him was his thick, damp fur, drying from his bath. in this new land with new faces, there was no longer a need for a false name, to run. not yet, anyways. trouble will find him soon. for now, hiroto could afford patience.

“sena hiroto. you ain't got nothing to worry about.” his voice fries like electricity, deep and resonant. his broad shoulders roll, relaxing as the woman didn't burst into a wild sprint. but he wouldn't steal anymore of the distance between them. he could undress her with his eyes alone. they both played games with each other. and hiroto wouldn't stop until he won.
“you new too?” new and odd, truthfully. who looks at their paws first thing when arriving at a new place? unless she had a dream they were bitten off for whatever reason.

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he settles down onto his rump. she's terrible at hiding her anxiety, and hiroto would rather she stay here than escape between his fingers. he could catch her, it was just too annoying to do. and she hadn't proved herself worth a chase. but she was worth this simpler game. most women don't.

“you must be hungry.” said with none of the warmth expected of those words. hiroto rises, tearing his eyes off her for a moment to scan their surroundings. the steppe was vast, and already in the distance his gray eyes caught the silhouettes of prey. difficult, annoying prey — but still, prey. “you won't get anywhere on an empty stomach.” and he cocks his head, expecting her to follow.
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