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Toska ([personal profile] goodwithhumans) wrote in [community profile] sojournerdeep2016-11-12 06:59 am

[Location - Wild Park] [Open]

Toska is tired of crackers.

Trolls are hunters. Made for catching things - eating things. Sela says not to erase his sticker, that they are in short supply, but hunting with stubby fingers in this tiny body with it's tiny teeth is so...annoying.

Still, Toska's sense of smell is good. He can move quietly and see in the dark. He crouches, watching the beast in front of him, motionless except for a slight flick of his tail, like a cat. A very large cat. The creature has it's head down, drinking from an overgrown fountain. The beast has thick blue fur and large teeth and horns on it's head. Toska thinks it might be a mammal, given the fur. He hopes it's a mammal. Mammals taste best.

Toska's muscles tense. He prepares for the pounce. But before he can he smells...something else. Not an animal but a person. He waits for a moment, still, seeing if the person will come closer before he makes his mood - he does not particularly want anyone to see him hunting. Not just yet.

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