Venomous Fangs

"Here I was wondering which of you did this, seems you did even turned this into a place for victories. Too bad I'm not pleased, you guys really should have done better to please your hearts yearned for." Smiling like a confident one would smirk, both happy sweet and evil in intent.

"Are you sure you don't want this?"

Deeply felt, her luster, prim and polished. "I would never give up my place as prideful, powerful and elegant." Soft and soothing but toxic in it's deepest meaning.

"What...."

"What did you just say? Did you hit your head or something?" Fuming and bursting, the crimson growing upon and through the fur stripped.

"O well if you so unpleased…." stepping forward with a windows trained to never miss a detail, "What would please you?" Engulfed in the short time and the steal bars enclosing.

"You honest think my love would simply be brought? Or is it the marks I should love?" Eyes glossy and darkened.

Confusion and fears, keenness dissolves to the rocks beneath one's feet. Pride turns quiet, and fierce borders thin along with the widening valley. Each unable to respond. The dark and coldness settled like demons fond of the land.

"The swirls and stripes? The marking to show your growing rank among the sea of others. Let me say one think and so listen well…," she stalks her preys in the open, "I'm proud and a predator. I'll swallow up the arrogance you hold."

Caressing trembling flesh, feeling the ice spread. The mob, held in the clutches, frozen in place. Once again at the center, happily the darkness leaps forth. Back to the tremble prey, she raises the back of her shirt. It was then like sleep befall all, the ground rumbles for lifeless bodies.

"Now, get going. I'm sick of these baby bird and kitten." In that moment, light spills where the darkness was and all had regain functionality.

Luke and Tyme defeated soundly they leave, minds racing like paws beat the ground and wings cut the air. The image they have never once seen before making them white as snow drifting.

"W-what was that?!@" Amber finally free, lacking hesitation as others flee to their homes.

"I can't tell you… I have never be without it." Smiling sweetly, bubbling over the pile of gifts she was given. "I could make food with this, maybe the others would enjoy that. What do you think, Amber?"

Sometime later, wondering in the woodlands. Sasha brought Amber out to the places she would be able to find herbs and vegetables to go along with the meats. Sasha find more interesting plants that were mentioned by Mei and Amber.

"Amber… what's with this plant?" Beaming over the glossy limbs with purple fur.

The midday light glows softly behind, slender and mossy. Color of sand to a blackened sky, scattered and reaching the sky clouds by rainbows based in primary G. Amber comes sparkling with dew drops of salty work.

"I believe it's edible, did you have any notes on it?" Glancing over the pit filled with slices of trees.

The soft modern fur open as ,plants flat, spill out bonded in piles. Millions of plants folded and bent, plants on plants and language unfamiliar to the wild. They look gently over the many notes and several million drawings. From plants comparisons and affects to simple names.

"Hmm…. It looks like it was in notebook 4, I guess it maybe this one. What could be the best way to know for sure?" Sasha deeply enthralled over the notes aging well within their time.

The girls resting in the woodlands studying and learning about the plants, the people and culture. As they sprawl about, rolling and stretching in the underbrush. The prey seemingly unaware, the predator happily watches with a greedy mind.

The underbrush heavy with intentions and heated by the playful sources. The sleek of shine and lights like bouncing plays, gripped on a green like the clouds attached to slender. With the ground clouded by rainbow shades broadening, prey and predator seemingly worlds apart.

Crunching against the moving slides, animals mimicry birds flapping and rabbits hopping. The Mimic moving in silence watching from a distance wrapped within the complexed of the simple atmosphere.

Like night they slumber within the clouds, held by the serenity lying for peace within it's walls. Skies changing and the knowledge growing, timeless, unfeeling as all flows around you. They move, finally caught by time on the wonderful journey home. Giddy with the bundles of joys found in a waking dream.

Bugs or nightmares walking swept with time, following the stars only out at night. The waking world now separating devils play from angles prayers. Holding out the day, very much hidden as nightmares work best within the night.

Preparing the brilliant heats and marvelous delicacies, sprinkled with memories of the hazy time.

"Are you sure that plants will really make it taste better?" As she places the smoke favoring before the blaze.

"Of course, as long as I have my notes right and our tasting was right was should be just fine." Rubbing and soaking the meat in the herbs.

As they cook, many onlookers wonder. The conflict earlier added unneeded questions into the air. Everyone staring and wondering among the audience, they were shocked by all that happened. With their eyes glued, Amber began feeling the pressure of prodding eyes bore into her back.

"Can't we just do this somewhere else? They are almost more curious about earlier than I am." Eyebrows scrunched, unpleased that others eyes won't break from them.

"I probably won't stay here for too long, I stayed to learn from you and all my other plans got interrupted from the moment I got here. I'll probably just find somewhere else. But don't worry I won't forget you….." Sasha's mind a maze, replaying that single twisted image that she could barely understand herself.

They cook all the meat and with that….

Please stay tuned for more. I hope you all enjoy and leave your questions in the comment of what happened this chapter.