Closed [Seth]~~ Predator Becomes Prey

[Vaspira]

Winter 18th 512AV

Vaspira liked to hunt small animals on the floor of the Spires; there was hardly ever anyone around and a decent amount of game that was not timid since they too never really saw anyone. She laid perched on a branch looking down at the span of forest below her. Her backpack was hanging on a branch above her head, for safe keeping. She lazily licked her paws with her rough tongue, as she watched and listened for signs of game. Vaspira liked to come out here at night, but she settled for the evening hours, hopefully the sun would set before she was done hunting. Her stomach gave a small rumble, as she patiently waited.

Out of the dense foliage a small striped skunk scurried out into the open. Vaspira’s leopard mouth curled in disgust, she was hoping for something different, but she wasn’t going to be picky. Vaspira watched the little skunk with predator eyes, as it found something of interest on the ground, and began to nibble at it. Since its attention was elsewhere Vaspira found that this was the time to best attack. She plummeted from her limb, and descended upon the skunk head first, claws out. She landed perfectly on the skunk before it had time to leave, her claws seeking deep within the little creatures body, as her mouth wrapped around the skunk’s exposed throat pulling viciously ripping its throat out before it had time to spray her. Vaspira licked her blood stained lips, before tearing into the skunk’s still warm body.

Before she had time to really get to the meet, she heard feet pounding against the cold hard earth floor. Vaspira raised her head, blood dripping out of her leopard’s mouth as she saw a man with a spear heading in her direction. Vaspira’s eyes grew wide as she leaped away from the skunk, facing the enemy that approached her at a run, her fur standing on end and her tail swishing from side to side. Was this a set up?? Vaspira wondered as she barely dodged the man jabbing his spear in her direction. He was large and fierce looking, his eyes held a evil that shook the very foundation of Vaspira’s soul. She knew she was in trouble.

Her best plan of action was to turn and run, maybe climbing up in a tree to evade the man. But as she turned to do so another man smashed his body into hers, making her flies to the ground in a heap of fur. The other man laughed maniacally at her, slapping the other man on the back, code for ‘well done.’ The men circled her body as she laid on the cool surface of the ground; her breaths became labored in fear. She did not know what to do to save her life, so she decided that maybe if she was in human form it would make the men leave.

She laid there and shifted into her human form, stretching her muscles. ”Please do not hurt me. I am a human like you!” Vaspira knew this probably would not sway their decision, because they were either poachers or slavers, but if the begging did not work, she knew she would be screwed.

The man guffawed at her, leering at her naked body making Vaspira feel slightly uncomfortable. She was never a modest person, but then again these men were looking upon her body in a way that made her feel cold inside. She was going to die or be raped. She knew this as a fact. She scooted back on her rear, trying to flee from these men, but hit a tree. She was cornered by the evil leering men. This situation was not good. One of the bulky men came up to her grabbing her arms, she had no weapons so she kicked and screamed trying to get out of his grasp. Then the other man came up holding a spear to her throat, pressing in ever so slightly, painting the tip red with her life’s blood.

”Ya’s going to show us a good time, ain’t ya? Ya dirty animal.” The other man said, with a smile. He was missing quite a few teeth from his mouth, and he was dirty looking. Vaspira cried out and a huge hand covered her mouth, while another hand held her arms up above her head. Then she felt a man’s mouth on her body, she couldn’t move or the spear would be plunged in her throat, she was helpless and at the men’s disposal. She sat there and cried as the man abused her body with his cold mouth. She prayed silently to what ever Gods were listening, she did not want to die, nor did she wanted these men to use her body for their own selfish deeds. She wanted her first time to be magical and with someone she loved, she did not want the one gift she could give a men be taken in this way. Vaspira cried louder as she the sadistic thought crossed her mind, The Predator is now the Prey.

[Casper Cross]

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[Vaspira]

The man’s mouth left a trail of slober on her exposed skin, making the cold feel like it was frozen on her tanned flesh. Tears streamed down Vaspira’s face as the man continued his assault, pleading to the Gods for help as he abused her exposed flesh. Vaspira felt helpless, something that she was not used to when in hunting mode. She was the predator, the one that her prey feared, it shouldn’t be like this. This should of never happened, she should have been more aware of her surroundings, instead of only paying attention to the rumble in her stomach. Blood trickled down the center of her heaving breasts from the small gash the spear was making at her throat. It was hard to breathe without it continuing to puncture her tender skin.


Vaspira was already in the mindset that all was lost; she was going to be ravaged by these men, broken in spirit and soul, and sold to the highest bidder. This was not the life she imagined in the Spires when she came to the quiet peaceful tree. She was running from this life at the Suvan Sea, to find something to fill the emptiness with in herself, and now she was in the same predicament she would have been had she not left when her mother passed away.

As Vaspira sat there being assaulted, thinking all hope was lost and coming to the agreement that her life has now ended, an ape man fell from the tree like a bolt of lightening from the sky, disemboweling the man holding the spear. His life blood sprayed Vaspira’s naked body, as his innards fell to the cold earth, steam rising from the heat of the contents of his body. Had it not been that Vaspira was used to such sights, since she ate the innards of animals, she may of retched. As it was she just stared at the ape man in awe, he was a vicious man, with stealth and agility. As she stared in shock at the ape man, the man holding her let her go, turning his attention on the Jamoura. Vaspira had only seen one Jamoura, and that was from a far, she usually kept her distance from the huge ape men, out of fear and intimidation. Vaspira had a hard time admitting to herself, let alone others that they frightened her with their abundance of strength.

Vaspira snapped out of her daze, as the man that was assaulting her started to attack the man who rescued her. Vaspira jumped to her feet, leaping in the air, twisting her body as she shifted into a black leopard, sinking her claws into the man’s tender flesh. She sank them deeply into his back, and as she came down to the ground she let the claws rip at the tender skin of the human. He feel forward in shock, but not dead yet, as blood poured from the deep claw wounds that was now exposed on his back. He was still alive, still had some fight left in him, and Vaspira wanted to make him feel pain, so the claw marks would do just that, until she decided to kill him. Vaspira let out a growl accompanied by a large roar, as the man turned on his back. She leapt ontop of the burly man, intending to rip the bastards throat out, but only succeeding in biting a chunk out of his arm, since he threw it up in defense. That was okay, because the claw marks made the man wince in pain at his movements, which only made Vaspira sadistically happy inside. Vaspira spit the chunk of flesh from her mouth, sinking her claws into the man’s chest, if he tried to fling her it would be determinantal to his well-being, so the man punched her in her face with heavy fists, Vaspira growled at the assault of his fist, he was only pissing her off more and hurting himself as well in the process. She disregarded the pain as she swiped at the man’s oncoming fist, knocking it away with her claws. The men jerked his hand back out of shock and pain, and Vaspira took that brief moment of shock to her advantage. She wrapped her strong jaws around the man’s throat, ripping it out in a bloody spray, as he made a strange sort of gurgling noisy, blood leaking out of his opened mouth, then he fell silent, his eyes rolled up to the sky. Vaspira slung the man’s throat in the bushes and stared down at the bloody mess, then back up to the Jamoura who just saved her with scared eyes, blood streaming out of her jaws, and glittered her fur. She was wary of the man, as she was with every Jamoura, she was debating on whether or not it was a good idea to shift back to her human form, last time it only caused her pain.

The memory of the man’s mouth made her gag mentally, she could not help but feel dirty and in need of a bath, she stared up into the Jamoura’s eyes. He did not have the evil eyes like that of the two men who attacked her, but one could never be sure where danger lurked, she learned that valuable lesson today. Vaspira stood there over the dead men’s body, the steam rising from his warm blood exposed to the cold air, wrapped its tendrils around her black leopard form. She finally came to the conclusion that the man deserved a thank you. She shifted to her human form, staying on her hands in knees for a moment, then standing to look up at the towering man before her.

She felt a little exposed which was unusually for her, she had no modesty when it came to being naked, but after what just happened she now preferred to be clothed. She would rather endure the itchy confinement of clothing, then be abused as she was today, this was going to weigh heavily on Vaspira’s mind for quite a while now.

She stood before the man with confidence though, blood covered her tanned skin from head to toe, making her blue eyes stand out prominently on her face. The appearance of what would be dark purple bruises covered both of her cheeks, as well as bruises that covered her breasts, stomach, arms, and legs. She stood there emotionless, keeping an emotionless face as her silky and unusually calm voice spoke to the Jamoura man. Who looked somewhat familiar, she wondered if it was the same man from the training grounds a couple of days ago. She could not be sure, she had a hard time remembering people, since she preferred not to get close to others.

”I thank you for saving me. I was praying to the Gods for help, and they answered my call. If you had not of came..I..I..” Vaspira looked down avoiding his eyes as her voice trailed off, she tried to stand there emotionless but the wounds from this incident was still fresh, the pain still there. She did not know what to say, she did not know if she could speak, out of fear of crying. Vaspira hated to cry in front of individuals, she did not like to show anyone her weaknesses, or to make them think her weak. So she stood there with her head cast down in an awkward silence.

[Casper Cross]

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[Vaspira]

The ape man’s stares made her feel uncomfortable, she had her head tilted down, but through her peripheral vision she saw him examining her. This made her slightly uneasy, she trusted no one, least of all Jamoura. Their strength mixed with their intelligence made them highly intimidating to Vaspira. But she just stood there, waiting to see what his actions were. Her trust in other’s diminished even more this day, evil lurked everywhere, in everyone. Just that some people had a better way of hiding it then others.

The ape man came forward holding the robes out towards her body, Vaspira fought off the intense urge to flinch away from him, as he wrapped the robes around her small naked body. She felt so tiny compared to this enormous ape man, it made her feel powerless and she did not like that.

The ape man spoke in a raspy male voice, telling her his name was Seth. He tried to comfort her with his words by telling her he was there to help, asking if she needed any assistance. Vaspira was going to tell the man that she was fine, her backpack was in a tree, and that she needed no help from him. Before she could tell Seth this, he had already pulled her close to him. Her breasts pressed against his body, making her slightly nervous and uncomfortable. She could not understand why this man was being so physically close to her, this made her uncomfortable. The heat rolling off his body, enveloped her frozen one, she did not want to pull away her body finally relaxing. It wasn’t a lover’s hold, more of a protective one. This was all new to Vaspira and his closeness made her shirk away from him. She unwrapped herself from his body.

”Thank you Seth for your assistance. But I .. Do not feel like being close to strangers after.. that.” Vaspira was struggling to not be rude and blunt to the ape man that had just saved her life. She was attempting to be kind to him, but her emotions were in turmoil. Hate, pain, depression, nervousness, curiosity, and death raged through her body. She did not know which to feel first, so she felt them all at once. It was confusing her mind, she needed time to think, needed time to calm herself. She needed alcohol.

Vaspira sighed and took his robes off handing them to him. ”Thank you for your kindness, it will not be forgotten.” Once she finished what she said she did not wait for him to respond, she shifted into her black leopard form, climbing up the tree that was above them that had her back pack in it. She shifted back to her human form and sled the backpack off of the branch. She donned her mother’s bladed cloak, tying it tightly to her body, covering all her private parts. She climbed down from the tree with ease, hopping to the ground landing softly on her feet. She felt better now that she had some clothes covering her body, more confident more in control. She did not like to appear as a damsel in distress, it pissed her off and people like that also tended to piss her off.

She walked gracefully towards Seth, walking with the air of a predator going towards her prey. She smiled at Seth, feeling more like her now.

”I feel better now. So Seth, right? What brings you to the floors of the Spires?” Vaspira grinned at the Jamoura, waiting for him to answer. She was attempting at friendship again, now that she was feeling a little more like herself. The memories of what just happened being shoved to the back of her mind, forgetting it for now, she would deal with that on her own away from prying eyes.

[Casper Cross]

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[Vaspira]

She did not know where to tell him her name originated from. She did not really know where her mother got her name, she just named her, so that might be why it was different. Most kelvics had masters or were bonded to someone, or lived with their parents bonded. Her mother and she lived in the jungles of the Suvan Sea, away from people and all that mess of bondmates. They only needed each other. ”I am originally from the Suvan Sea, if that is what you mean. I came to the Spires... Looking for something.” Vaspira sighed, she did not know what that something was, but that information was for her and her only, she wasn’t going to share it with a stranger.

Seth brought out a wooden pipe like thing, filling it with some brown looking stuff, then lighting it puffin on it. Vaspira had never seen such a thing, she leaned over it and sniffed the smoke and started coughing. That probably wasn’t the best of action on her part, so she poked the wooden thing with her finger. Vaspira tilted her head to the side about to ask him what it was but he began speaking again. Then the onslaught of questions about her came. Vaspira shuddered, she did not like getting close to people, and she didn’t like people knowing anything they could possibly use against her if they turned out to be dangerous. Your best friend could be your murderer. Then he even asked her if she wanted to come to his cottage, what a strange thing for a stranger to ask, he was being so kind she wasn’t used to this from people here.

Vaspira frowned staring the ape man straight in his eyes and answering his questions. I suppose I am living here for now, I usually just sleep in a tree. And I usually hunt here or the Northern Reaches. A girl has to eat, after all. Speaking off I killed a skunk that should be around here somewhere. Vaspira’s mind trailed off as she remembered the skunk she killed, the meat should still be good since it was cold weather. She left the light of the candle, letting her nocturnal eyes adjust to the night. She finally saw the skunk and casually walked towards it, bending over she examined the skunk. It looked like some of the men’s blood got on the skunk, but it was still in pretty good shape, good enough to eat either way. She grabbed the skunk by its tail, going to her back pack she tied the little vermin by its tail to her back pack.

She turned back towards the Jamoura to answer his odd question. I suppose it would be safer then.. sleeping in a tree. For tonight at least. But don’t try any funny business.” Vaspira sent him a flirty wink and then became serious. You may be bigger, stronger, but you have to sleep eventually, and if you harm me in anyway, I will kill you while you are dreaming of my beautiful body.” Vaspira stared up into the eyes of Seth, being confidant and stern as she spoke. She stayed silent for a few minutes then chuckled. ”Do you still want this predator in your house?”

[Casper Cross]

Changed.

[Vaspira]

Vaspira followed the Jamoura through the forest to his cottage; she had never really been in a house before. She was used to living in a tree here, and before she lived in a cave in the jungle. As she entered the dark cottage her nocturnal eyes looked around at her surroundings, then he lit a candle illuminating the quaint house, casting shadows amongst the walls. She could see why people preferred houses now; they had a homey feel to them, a safe haven from the forest. She inhaled the earthy and smokey scents of the cottage peering around at her surroundings. The only logically exit was the door they had just entered. Vaspira made a mental note of this; a she looked over to the Jamoura. He was sitting beside the chair and not in it, so she assumed the chair was meant for her to sit in. She did not want to be rude to the man; he did save her life after all. She didn’t like feeling like she owed someone, but the fact of the matter was, that she owed this man a great deal.

Vaspira walked over to the chair and sat down, the Jamoura asked if she wanted some tea, Vaspira nodded yes as she continued to look around at the small surroundings. It had a hearth, which would be good to lite since it was cold outside. It also had a bunk inside, she had never slept or been on a bed before so that intrigued her curiosity. It also had a chest, the chair she was sitting at, and a small table across from her. It was a nice cottage to be sure, but obviously one for a man who lived alone. Vaspira glanced at the bed and decided to fed her curiosity later, when she bathed all the now dried blood off her skin and hair.

”Do you have anything I can.. Wash off with? If not that is fine I can groom myself in my feline form.” Vaspira said with a nervous grin. I have never been in a house before, this is my first time. I usually just sleep in a tree or at the Shrine of Navre. Before I came here I lived in a cave at the Suvan Sea. I can see why people prefer houses though; they are very comfortable and protect one from the elements. Although I personally would feel confined after so long.” Vaspira gave a soft chuckled as she sat in the chair, feeling a little cold, wondering if he was going to make a fire in the hearth.

Instead of assuming that he would get to it, she decided to bring it up. ”Maybe a fire in the hearth would be a good idea? And here you can have this and cook it if you like.” Vaspira lifted her backpack from her shoulders, putting it on the table and untying the small stripped skunk handing it out to the Jamouora.

[Capricious]

Vaspira

Award

Skill	XP Earned	Lore Earned
Hunting	1	• Killing a Skunk Before It Sprays
Begging	1	•Becoming the Prey
Unarmed Combat	1	• Killing the Man Who Wanted to Cause Harm
		• Contact: Seth

Should Seth return, I will grade for him.

I gave you the skill of begging for attempting to plead with the Gods to have them save you. All other skills should be self-explanatory. In the future, try to remember that shifting multiple times does have the ability to tire out a Kelvic. The Spires does not have many doors and instead doorways, so keep this in mind for the future.

This was a good thread and a shame it was cut so short.

If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can figure it out.