The Will of One [Closed to newcomers] May 21, 2015 23:58:10 GMT
Post by Vennel on May 21, 2015 23:58:10 GMT
[Power Level: 12'384]
The winds were howling in the twilight hours of the Vegetan wastes. Walking through them, was a single Saiyan, dressed in an unassuming cloak of a beige color, designed to help her blend in more easily to her new surroundings. Her armor, normally bright and attention-seeking, now made secondary to her desire to remain hidden while awaiting contact from the Saiyan Traditionalist movement. But for the time being, her scouter picked up now threats directly coming her way, which was good, since she was out for food, needing to fill herself.
"Tch, this place really is disappointingly empty."
Mumbling to herself, Vennel continued through the canyon, searching for something to hunt, when her scouter finally picked something up.
"Ah, a battle power of one hundred-thirty. Perfect, hello dinner."
The power level fit right along the lines of the Waste Treaders' power levels. They were a rather large, six-legged reptillian herbavore that typically resided in the wastes of Vegeta, surviving mostly on cacti-like plants that were high in water content. But the most important part to Vennel was the fact they were large, meaning more meat, meaning a big dinner.
The scouter showed that the creature would have been to the west a few klicks away. Looking to that direction, all she could see were some craggy rock formations, which probably explained why she hadn't seen any at a distance. It was times like these that she wished she had a better quality scouter, one that could detect weaker power levels at a greater distance, but sadly, unless there were several small power levels together, it was useless for such a thing. Regardless, she now had her target and set off to get it.
Quickly leaping over into the rocks that over looked a valley where the treader was supposed to be, she saw it. A lone treader, smaller than a full grown one, so it was likely a young bull seperated from the larger group, perhaps over a lost fight for control of the group. Sad for him, lucky for her. She licked her lips hungrily before she leapt down off the rocks and broke into a light jog pace over toward the beast.
The sounds of her motion and her steady approach alerted the beast to her presence and it began to run in the opposite direction from her. Oh if only it knew just what it was in for, "stupid animal," she thought. Vennel quickly increased her speed and before long she was about to over take it's gait. Approaching from its right flank, she looked over at the creature and smiled at it. It looked over to her, likely about to look over it's shoulder to see if it was getting away, but to it's dismay, and great surprise she was right beside it.
"Hi there beautiful~."
And as she spoke, she jumped at it, leaping on the beast's back, and grabbing it's head between her hands, and then pouring her weight down into the ground, forcing the beast's head to colide with the rock and sand beneath them. Pulling back her fist, she let it loose into the back of the creatures skull, and forced it to stop moving, effectively killing the large meal. When her ride had finished coming to a halt, she happily leapt off the beast, picking it's body up and taking it with her inbetween two large rock formations, and set about to cooking the beast's meat, before tearing on of it's legs off to focus on cooking at least that much.
* * *
Tearing into the food, the Saiyan woman relaxed as she happily consumed the fresh kill. The sun was nearly down and night had nearly fallen at last. Usagi was no doubt doing whatever it was he wanted around the "home cave," as they had begun to call it. She'd allowed the boy a bit more lattitude since she could track him quite easily, but also because she wanted to toughen the boy up. He may be a slave, but since they only had eachother to depend on, she had to have something reliable in such regard.
But as her thoughts waxed introspective, she continued eating, the light from her fire lighting the small rock formation she had taken shelter in. Tomorrow would surely be a new and interesting day.