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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 9:57 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:01 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            There was no moon on the soundless night. All was quiet as if everything was afraid to be seen or heard. Nothing moved even the snow that was falling seemed more quiet than normal. 
  And then suddenly from a loud inhuman scream sounded which was followed by three loud bone breaking crunches followed by another scream and then silence for a moment. Before a warm wet crunching sound broke threw the night and the smell of blood floated on the breeze.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:08 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Cerberus stoped as the sounds of death reached his ears. He had been hunting but as the smell of fresh kill met him he couldn't help but follow the scent to the source. With three noses and a snakes sence of smell he located the source quickly.
  He quietly moved in to find the other hunter and its prey.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:31 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            A large mare lay dead a look of horror forever etched in across her face. Sprayed across her neck were enormous feet claws dug in deep. There was another across her back and a Yuma made of nothing but solid muscles and killing weapons. 
  As one's eyes moved up they could see that the skin seemed to be pull to tightly over the bulging muscles and in places seem to have been torn. His muzzle was covered with blood and gore as he started to feed on the steaming body.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:38 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Cerberus peered out of the trees, three sets of glowing yellow eyes all trained on this hellish stallion that stood over a dead mare. All three mouths watered at the smell of fresh blood and a low growl rumbled in his chest. He didn't normaly scavange from others meals but he never really ran into another with fresh kill.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:45 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            The male caught scent of the other and he growled. His black sockets glaring this was his kill and he was not going to give it up to three Yumas. His head lowered in warning, gore dripping from his jaws and his muscles coiling ready to defend his kill when the mare's face shifted and she screams out again. A strange smile seemed to cross over the stallion's lips, his master had trained him well.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 11:09 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Cerberus steped out of the cover of trees, fangs bared and saliva dripping from his mouth. The mares scream did little to phase him but he marvled that she could still live. His tail swayed back and fourth, the snake's eyes watching from behind with fangs full of poison at the ready. Cerberus eyed the mare hungrly, she was a meaty one and her blood alone smelt wonderful.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 11:47 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ChatterHound growled and his tense body moved off of the female whose breathing started to come back in painful slow and struggling gasps. He left her to struggle and try to get away. 
  He was not at all put off by the heads or the snake tail that seemed to have its own mind. He knew the mare would not survive long now. And it was all going to be ruined. He clicked softly and turned his clawed paws moving skillfully and slowly. His whole body seemed to be just a bit slow.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 11:59 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            "You know, Hell's a lovely place." said one head. "Oh yes, especialy in summer. I don't know why people think it's hot." the second scoffed. "Well there are parts that are you know." said the third. "Well all we did there is make sure anybody who came in didn't go out. We are free now so shut up and lets get some food." replied the first head.
  All three heads returned to stare at the other, a demonic glee in their eyes. He steped foward the heavy chain goudging the earth and making a metalic scraping sound as it drug over rocks. The spikes oh the collars glinted in what little light there was. He waited for the other to move.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 12:07 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ChatterHound's ears perked up and his head tilted at the sound of the other's voice. He clicked in questioning his binds along his side and neck clicking. He could understand speak and orders but he did not understand more than one mind in a body.
  As the other stepped forward His bottom jaw which looked as f it had previously been torn off dropped and a strong growl escaped. He was breathing more like a dog loud and heavy unlike that of a horse. His wings spread wide trying to block the mare from the other's view.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 12:20 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Three grewsome smiles spread across his faces. "What? Didn't your mother teach you any manners? You shoud share." said the first head. "Mother always told us its eat or be eaten." said the third head. "Mother was one big eater." replied the second with a smirk. The three heads laughed at this joke. "We can still see her." They all said together as the other tried to shield the sight of the mare from them.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 12:27 am
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ChatterHound growled again and clicked his jaw shut the metal upper own ringing as the bone hit it. He started to back up his claws sinking into the female again as he lowered his wings against his back. 
  He then snapped the female's neck with his jaw and threw the head towards the other male and now with her head he backed fully away from her leaving the carcass to her.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:34 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            Cerberus eyed the head with a slight air of distaste. "Well thanks I guess..." He just stared at the head, watching the sightless eyes. "If your going to be so greedy I might as well go get my own meal." He huffed.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 2:19 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            ChatterHound tilted his he had left the carcass for the other. He was far enough away that the three headed male could eat in peace. He didn't like eating when things were dead. He laid himself down to rest and watch the other.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 2:40 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			            (xD I thought he threw the head at Cer)
  Cerberus waited until he was sure the other looked like he was settled before moving over to the carcass. You could never be too sure about other hunters. He began to gorge himself with such enthusism his belly was soon bloated and he retired a fare distance away to lick the gore from his faces and let the meat settle and digest. "Thanks."         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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