Closed A Funny Place to Meet a Zith (Laute)

[Scorn]

Scorn's breath had been knocked from her when the cat rolled onto her, and it wasn't until a few moments after it moved that she was able to regain it. She got back into the fray just in time to see that cat lunge for her recent lover. Her world narrowed into a sharp focus. Playtime was over, it's was time for the thing that threatened her Zith to be dead. She focused on its neck. It was her favorite was to go for a kill, since it was usually a relatively small area on any animal's body, and if you went through enough of it you pretty much guaranteed the thing would die. She dug her claws into its jugular veins as she began taking bites out of the back of its neck. Warm blood ran down her chin and chest as she swallow bites of flesh. The cat was too busy fighting Laute to do more than try to shake her off, but the motion just made her claws do more damage to its throat. It put up an impressive struggle, but with two-on-one it was slowly weakening. Finally, Scorn bit through the connection from its spinal chord to its brain, and it stopped moving. Growing up in a colony, and then later hunting alone, she had learned a philosophy of "eat your prey before something else does." And so she shoved her face into the steaming carcass, trying to ingest as much meat as she could before it became cold and unappetizing. She did not bother to immediately check on Laute; if he was a proper Zith he would be able to take care of himself, and would be competing with her for the best parts of the cat soon enough.

[Laute]

The wildcat stopped moving and Laute relaxed his grip. His claws were sore from clutching the creature for so long and ached as he unbent them. Without another word, Scorn had already started devouring the beast and Laute stared at her for a moment. Each bit destroyed the hide covering the feline.

There was no way she'd slow down, her mind focused on eating and eating alone. Removing her from the carcass would just result in fighting, further damaging in the pelt. A waste. He had liked the colouring of the cat, particularly the head. The head that was being torn apart by Scorn's claws. No, all that was left was to eat.

Fortunately, he was near the belly, and with a grin he tore open soft flesh. The most tender pieces were here--the heart, the liver--and he carved the pieces out of the carcass. Though the body was slowly cooling, the blood was still warm as it dripped down his chin. They were making short work of the animal and in the midst of their feeding, he tore off a leg and kept it separate. He still had to feed Aditi after this.

And the rest of the cat would be fought over between the two of them, he knew. His position near the best pieces would be contested.

[Flyaway]

Laute

Skills- Observation +3, Tracking +2, Unarmed combat +2, Wrestling +1, Intimidation +1, Socialization +3, Detection +1, Hunting +3

Lore: Flying With a Heavy Load, Zith Mating Rituals

Scorn

Skills- +4 Swimming, Unarmed combat +2, Wrestling +1, Seduction +2, Observation +1, Tracking +1, Hunting +3

Lore- Suspicion: Flying is Impaired While Wings are Wet, Aspiration: Swimming, Aditi is NOT Food, Zith Mating Rituals


Notes: I loved the interaction between your characters. Two Isolated Zith interacting very well together. The primal and simple impulses of the Zith were beautiful. Interaction, Mating, Hunting, even desire for a playful fight.

Scorn, you don't have to but I recommend you take flying off of your CS. It is implied that Zith are excellent at flying, so it seems silly that you're novice in flying. The same way Konti aren't required to have SP in Swimming.