Solo Reap What You Sow

[Blizzard]

Winter 23rd 512AV (Midnight)

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Another restless and cold night in which Blizzard could just not fall into sleep's hands. She was now to the recovery point where she wasn't tired but that was strictly because she had been sleeping a majority of her day only to wake up and not be tired when night came and early in the morning. However, Blizzard was getting accustomed to this new and irregular sleeping pattern as the streets were less crowded and there was less noise to ring through her ears. At least, she preferred it this way.

But perhaps there was a reason she was off of her sleeping pattern. Maybe she would find a cause for all of this. Perhaps a new item to add to her possessions? Perhaps a mystery left up to her to be solved? Perhaps a dying person in need? With what was going on, the possibilities were endless. Of course, maybe it again was just the sleep she had been deprived of and the energy she had exerted recently. Maybe it was just simply that.

Blizzard was stalking the streets once more, trying to spend the energy that she had gained this morning and evening. More sight seeing she supposed, despite the familiarity with just about every road and turn in Avanthal. The snow on her paws crunched slightly beneath her feet as she applied weight on the frozen water droplets. This caused them to pack together even tighter than they were and leave compressions in the snow in the shape of her paws. In other words, a trail of paw prints were left behind her.

Every building she passed, the Kelvic examined with a thoughtful and observative eye. She took in every detail, every flaw, and every good thing, about each building as well as the location. From shops, to trees, to bundles of small spaces filled with a miniature forests, to everything. It was details that counted when she was looking to expand her territory for she was back now. A small patch of forest to several, she needed new places to explore and perhaps new discoveries to have a bit of leisure time around.

Then she heard it. Splitting the air, much like thunder in a clear sky, the sound of broken glass. Blizzard could pinpoint the sound and it was close. Very close. Blizzard instantly broke into an all out sprint charging at a good forty miles per hour. It wasn't her fastest possible speed, but it certainly was gonna catch whatever it was at this time of night. The trail behind her now displayed a large gap in between her footsteps as she was now bounding. As she did so, she used her legs and square chest build to gain momentum as she powered her way forward.

[Blizzard]

Her heart rate picked up significantly and adrenaline began to race through her body as she considered the possibilities of what it might be. A slight devilish grin plagued her face even in its feline form and she exposed her large canines. The breath coming out of her mouth turned into a fine mist of freezing crystals as the freezing hair hit the vapor from her breath.

Blizzard made another sharp turn and there lied the sound's location. Laria's Furs was being broken into by someone shattering the window with a large branch. The criminal was dressed in all black and seemed to be lightly dressed for Avanthal's conditions. Perhaps that's why he was breaking into the fur shop? Nevertheless, Blizzard needed to stop him. He was obviously novice in committing crimes for he was slipping up a few times. He couldn't have been the one to do most of that other stuff, probably an intern.

Blizzard smiled at the thought of catching this one. She hoped she would be able to get revenge even in the most slightest way possible and she had dreamed in her sleep of tearing one of the perpetrators to shreds. It was deplorable, what they had done to such a wonderful city. And it was calamitous for them to commit the acts in such a time where a protective and territorial snow leopard was in town. A Kelvic that is, that had humanity and believed in justice. Believed in setting the right from the wrong.

Blizzard wanted to make this painful, wanted to make this worthwhile. She wanted to make him scarred to the point he would remember and that was if the Icewatch didn't finish him off when they got a hold to him. Blizzard retracted her claws so she could stalk quietly and slowly, much like she did with prey during bloodlust. She wanted to see the fear in their face, and she wanted them to see the abhorrence and enmity on face and in her fiery icy blue eyes.

Quietly she approached, she stalked rather, until she was about four yards away from him. She was quiet as he continued to knock the remaining glass out of a window. Blizzard let out a low pitched growl that somewhat faded into a much louder roar like sound that erupted from her throat. However, it wasn't nearly as loud as he was being.

[Blizzard]

The man turned around hesitantly and with a frightened expression. His eyes were wide and she could tell that he was regretting even the thought of turning around. He did it anyway, however. Much like a character in a predictable horror play. 'Twas a shame he turned around, for had he not heard the almost inaudible grow Blizzard could have had some serious fun. but then again, she wanted him to see her. She wanted him to see his attacker and remember this. She wanted him to remember and never forget that he was in no position to be committing these acts. Or ever would be for that matter.

The man's eyes quickly darted around for something to actually attack with. That broken branch would be nothing. It was difficult for him to bust a window with it, let alone swing it around at a snow leopard. A snow leopard skilled in hunting prey three times her size; used to getting smacked in the face by branches while on the run. It all came as a fun game to the feline predator. A fun game she liked to call "Bloodlust". Pain was her friend; she welcomed it. At least, this is what the bloodlust said. Especially now that she could control it rather than act on impulse.

When the man found a discarded board about ten feet away, their eyes landed on it at the exact same time. His mistake was looking back at her for she already knew what was coming. He made a dash for the board but Blizzard was faster and pounced on the imbecile whom had only made it about halfway. Blizzard instantly began tearing into whatever she could find much like a fully alive kill. They were prey, this man was extremely seasoned prey. Blizzard let her grasp on her mind go and the bloodlust was reacting. Not only reacting, but mingling with adrenaline that could be used as fuel.

Blizzard ripped his tunic open with her large claw then sunk her teeth into his right shoulder blade as he tried to throw her off. The man grasped her neck, but Blizzard had a firm grip and only bit harder. Her left paw swatted at his face and got hold on it. It was somewhat like a piggy back ride, but rather deadly and amusing. Of course, it was only amusing for Blizzard.

The man let out an ear piercing scream as he struggled to get the large Kelvic off of his back. The man even managed to grab hold of the board. When Blizzard saw this, she jumped off before he could hit her. The dolt ended up hitting himself in the head which wasn't helping his case. His clothing was ripped and tattered from not only claws but canines as well. The man got up and began to try and run but was soon hunted down by Blizzard once more. She enjoyed using her claws to make bloody indentations into his back and to her pleasure, another scream erupted from his throat.