"I owe you a lunch!" she gasped. "If it wasn't for you, I would have had that rabbit." she continued. Emorie was slightly taller than this scorpion hybrid. But thinking back she did run into the fellow and she could hunt with him to apologize. "Fine. What is it that you eat anyways?" she asked sounding defeated. She glanced down the hill where the rabbit had run off too, before turning to the stranger and walking up along side him. "Well, if I'm going to be hunting with you i might as well know your name. Mines Emorie." she said with a slight bow.

Emorie found the scropion deer amusing. "Well meat is fine." She replied baring her teeth. "Oh. And I know you didnt agree to hunt with me." She said with a smile. "Thats my condition for getting in the way of my meal." She continued with a smirk. She walked ahead of him a little ways, looking around. "Well...there are many others types of meat. Deer, pig, wolf, horse, fish...which I dont consider meat...but its an option." She answered with a shrug of her shoulders. Whe turned to face him. "You pick and we will hunt it." She said enphasizing the we part.

(Sorry for alow reply im at work)

(Sorry, I was quite much away from my computer for two days - I'll reply after finishing my breakfast and checking other sites.)
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The grin stayed on his face but blue eyes blazed with clear dissappointment, even anger. His victory lived a short, miserable life. The manticore bit his teeth tightly together, fighting against any clear signs of anger appearing on his face. "Is that so...?" He snickered, sweeping the long tail of his from side to side with strong, simple movements. "Those sound so bothersome to hunt down. Aren't those all rather big? And who would eat wolf, they are full of parasites." The scorpion said lazily, there was no way he would try to take down a deer. Though he really wasn't going to take part in this hunt but the prey still could attack him if they saw him as a threat, too. Fish sounded nicely simple to catch, good to know for the future when he really had to catch his own food. Fishing with a scorpion tail would work rather nicely.
To answer Emorie the manticore flopped his head to his left, getting his hair to cover part of his face. "From those pig sounds like only reasonable one to hunt. That rabbit would have been nice." He lifted his head back to its normal position, slowing his steps a little, letting the strange female to lead. And to do most of the job, of course.

Interesting. The male hadn't noticed females extra pair of ears until now while he observed how the beast tried to spot a prey. "Rather impressive sense of hearing you have there." He spoke, giving a small compliment. The male kept quiet for a moment, pondering what to answer. It was not like he didn't know when he had arrived; he just didn't feel like it was clever to reveal that information to everybody who asked it. "Some time ago, I have lost my sense of days here. New place confuses me, you know." The manticore answered, sounding rather exhausted but soon continued; "By your question I assume my appearance doesn't suit this place's normal residents's looks. IF I'm right you are a foreign here, too, am I right? How did you arrive here?"

(Sorry for replyin so slowly: living in different timezones make everything so hard. And I'm mostly replying on mornings, I have been rather busy for couple of days [playing PFS modules] and have been really tired when getting home around ~10 o'clock. oTL)

"Is that so..." He said slowly, rising his thick eyebrows a bit. "How come?" The manticore asked, now he actually was rahter interested to hear the female's answer to his question. He almost stopped to wait for the answer but just slowed for couple of steps before getting back to their pace. Just standing around wouldn't make their hunting any better, it would just make him even hungrier. "Yes, that lunch would be very welcomed. I'll trust your ears with this tracking part. Your senses are probably much sharper than mine."

'Oh for fuck's sake this woman can't be serious.' The scorpion cursed in his mind, with a great frustration. He had to hunt for his own food the previous world, too. From where this thing was from if she could have lived without hunting? Was she some sort of queen or what? She really was helpless if she wasn't able to get her own food here.
The blue eyes were closed a bit as the manticore examined his hunting companion's appearance more closely. It was nothing like he had seen before. "Where are you from, actually?" He asked, tried to get less confused of her confusing confession. Then he sealed his lips, seeing how Emorie picked up some noises. Maybe female's hunting attempts could serve as some kind of entertainment if she failed to catch anything.

"Your world sounds interesting. Eternal night would be a nice thing to experience." The male wondered. He snorted loudly after picking up female's comment about mindless killing. "Killing isn't mindless, if you have to kill something or somebody to eat. It's all about survival. There are no room for weak ones in any world." He spoke with confident voice, making it clear he knew what he was talking about. The manticore had saw killing with his own eyes. Even him, though being a predator and a killer, didn't enjoy killing anybody. "Sometimes killing is just necessary." He grinned, staring Emorie with his bright light blue eyes. His red fur fought with his eye color, struggled to look natural.
He took a sidestep, taking short distance to the female to avoid any other touches. "Not a warrior. More like a soldier." He took the lead, his patience wasn't going to last for too long anymore. "I'm from here and there, there and here. I like traveling, seeing new worlds... You always meet new things and learn. But, that pig..."

Without saying any words tha manticore followed Emorie. His movements weren't any worse than the guardian beast's. The male had years of experience of sneaking and moving with no sound. He was careful but decisive with his steps, blue gaze peeking from corners of his eyes to check his surroundings while following right behind the female. He took cover from hays and trees when he caught the smell of pig family. The manticore pressed himself near the ground, staying a bit behind his hunting companion.

"I know when to be quick." He blurted and left his spot to outflank their little pig family. He kept his eyes locked on his prey while approaching his destination with steady steps. His hooves weren't as soft as his paws in his previous world so he had to be more careful than usually not to make any unnecessary sounds.
The manticore barely made his way to his place when he noticed that Emorie had started. The pigs squeaked loudly, mother pig cried to make her babies to run for their lives. Piglet trio rushed toward the hiding male, two of baby pigs were coming right to his react. What a lucky day. The manticore sprung up, leaping behind the dry hay and locked his jaws around the first piglet's neck, trying to choke it or break its neck. His long scorpion tail striked towards the second piglet, but the little pig's movements were too quick for his unfamiliar body. "Shit." The male hissed dropping down the badly injured piglet, turning his body so he could chase the piglet he had missed.

Seeing the other pig being handled the male gave a quick yet sharp gaze around him. He caught sight of rustling hays and fleeing pigs but they were too far to catch now. What a shame. Four pigs would had been a real feast, but these two little ones were better than nothing.
His disappointment grew bigger when he noticed an unnatural colored fluid dripping from the female's piglet. He wouldn't be eating that - he was immune to his own venom he produced as a proper manticore in the other world but he wouldn't risk to test his immunity here, at least to some stranger's unknown venom. So there really was just a one piglet for him... Still better than nothing, he grunted silently.
The manticore walked to fetch his prey, took it between his sharp teeth again and for a moment stood there, letting the young life to flow away from the piglet. Once done he lifted his head, dangling his lunch and without any words started walking away from the scene, turning his back to Emorie.

(It was fun interacting with you let me know if youd kike to continue. Your character is interesting.)

(I loved the rp too. And im glad he likes the nickname. Lol. But if I think of anything ill let you know. But id definately like tosee him more. )

sure. If you have something in mind, set it up. either here or skype or email is fine by me. ^.^ Or on his bio. God so many places. lol

Oh, forgive me such late reply ^^;
Since no one seems to be interested in http://www.endlessforest.org/community/open-roleplay-0
we'll RP there. Just reply on my post.

(Yeah, it would be nice to RP again. Still out of any ideas, though.)

I'd love to RP with your osmotious~ <3

@bunnycorn: Thats fine if you'd like to roleplay start something up here, or we had one started on Ariana's bio page.

Osmotious approached loosing more distance between them. He could hear her comment. "A god? ha....." he spoke. Osmotious could feel the sudden excitement sending static through the air. He paused and shook his coat. The voice he heard carried on the wind was female. So he approached slowly not wanting to scare her off. It's happened to him before, his large size and spooky appearance has caused other to run. "Hello?" he said finally close enough to be seen by the other. The doe had interesting eyes. The red glow was alluring. *hmmm.....interesting.* he thought.

Kohva I checked my code for my siggy and ithas the <*/b> there. Im not sure why everything looks bold.

Osmotious stopped several feet away from the doe. His large front hooves stomped at the ground finishing his stride. His chest, muscular in deed rumbled from the motion. Many thought of him and feared him, so he allowed those to come to him. With a slow sweeping motion the male bent down to bow. he gazed up at the doe and slowly stood. His fur was noticeably different when standing still. It almost looked like it was twirling and moving, like rolling smoke. His glowing eyes shifted checking over the doe. "My name is Osmotious."
he spoke. (voice like jack sparrow/johnny depp) "The pleasure is mine lassy."
he continued. His muscles shook underneath his fear and he shook his head knocking off some of the candle wax, that drips down off of his antlers.

"Well Jennie, it is nice to meet you as well." He spoke. He closed the distance between them more. His entire body shook with each step. And when he was mere inches away from the doe he stomped his front hooves with the final steps. He towered over her. He leaned his neck down so that he could see her properly. "What are you doing here...alone on such a fine day lass?" he spoke to her. His fur blew in the wind and Jennie could feel a cool mist coming from the fur. Looking like smoke, but the touch of it was solid and cool.

I'm terribly sorry... I must forgot! ^^;;;
I'll reply once I'm back from my holiday, I haven't got much time right now. Look at my personal blog.

Again I'm sorry ;;
The doe watched him with interest. He was scary, yet friendly, she hadn't seen anything bad in him. Um... I thought it's empty here? The doe answered with a mild smile and playful voice. Anyway, who are you? The big doe asked with interest. ...What happened to you? She spitted out quite carefully, and a moment after she ended up feeling odd with slight fear. Wasn't that question insulting? If so... I'll get myself out of it! She thought. Being a realist that has taken almost whole personality from her past live as a human, she always liked to know why do somebody look like they do. She scratched herself and stood by the stag, waiting for a reply.

"Died?" She replied. "So... How can you be here? Are you a ghost?" She was interested, she hadn't get it that undead exist the moment. "Nice name. Hadn't heard one like this before." She answered. She looked at him as he laid down. "Well... I think I just woke up and no one was around?" She was mildly confused. "Why? You'd like to be a friend of mine?" She smiled.