Devil's Grasp Nov 10, 2018 15:56:04 GMT -6
Post by Sensoa on Nov 10, 2018 15:56:04 GMT -6
In this remote region of planet Namek, there was little in the way of luxury here. Tree's were sparse at best, the grass was remote here with the scent of ash in the air. Wild animals of all kinds roamed here, distant roars from the various creatures of all different origins. Their voices carrying over the barren plains as fog prevented one from seeing very far. This whole atmosphere was dangerous, with numerous wild animals to roam, little to no visibility and to top it off the hostile lands as well.
The demon had squatted down on an edge face of a cliff, staring into the fog and enjoying the sounds. This part of the land really was his cup of tea, plenty of things to fight and they wanted to kill back. It was a regular old killing grounds for monsters of all shapes and sizes around here. Sensoa then looked over his shoulder at the numerous corpses of bodies that littered the ground behind him. Each of different sizes and shapes with various wounds on their body.
A particularly loud roar then drew the demon's attention once more, echoing through out the whole of the plains along with a large foot fall. It was clear whatever was wondering through the mist was monstrous and probably just as mean as the demon thought it was. He couldn't help but smile at the idea, turning away from the cliff side to begin doing what any sane and hungry person would do. He would tear a chunk from a particularly large beast, careful not to ruin the meat while he did so.
It was a difficult process but his talon's helped make it easier, but once finished he had a nice large piece of meat to cook on a fire. With that however, he needed to build one. Sensoa was quick on the draw with this, able to set up a decently sized fire some distance away from the corpses and even placed a rock down to sit upon while he watched the meat to cook. The roar still echoing in the back ground, but growing distant from the sounds of it. Whatever it was in the distance, it seemed to be leaving and yet the demon felt like he was being watched. He did not like that at all, but with the fog he could not tell if this was a hostile or just a curious creature. Only time would tell at this rate.