Post by Pluton Leader Smiff on Jan 26, 2014 4:33:46 GMT
K!tten
"speech!"
Trudging through the muddy, shallow waters, Mercy set her eyes back towards Hexasol. Her job was so simple, so easy - the fact that her target today had wandered all the way out here - to bumfuck nowhere made it all the less interesting. Of course, she felt nothing. She rarely felt much of anything anymore. Drowning an enemy was nothing compared to some of the more horrific murders she'd pulled off. After all, she'd built her entire life around bloodshed. Killing was all she knew how to do. It was only way she could put her mind at ease - at least somewhat. The numbness she felt after a kill was the only thing she thought resembled a sense of peace.
Letting out a long breath of air through her nose, she picked herself up onto the dry land and shook the mud and grit off her fur. She'd have to dive into the lake or river later for a real bath, but for now, she could manage with just that. She had been hunery before she found her target, but the nagging feeling below her ribs had since ceased. Still, she knew her body craved meat - for eating instead of maiming - so she decided to go for a hunt regardless. Grumbling to herself, she began to pick up scents, determining which ones were fresh and which were stale. At last, she found the trail of a small animal - a rabbit - not too far off from where she was standing. With that in mind, she took off at a brisk trot. Mercedes certainly was in no rush.
