So sorry, I'm super sick today so todays a rest day as much I don't want it to be 😞.. Let today just be a continuation of yesterdays – spooky

He'd hunted many a deer in his time, but none such as fun as this one.

"Tell ya what." He threw him down, shuffling back only just three paces.

"I'll even give ya a ten second running start."

yanking the small mutant back towards him with a wild, crazed look to his eyes — a heavy glow of yellow piercing the dark only thus illuminated by the stove's growing fire.

"I think I'll take my time with you." He nudged his nose against Curo's neck, inhaling his mouthwatering scent. ++

"One big happy family. Daughter, son, pops — or, hmm. You could play mother and I'll play the ol' man. An apron's more your style."

your boy's been around these days. Ain't that a sweet reunion, huh? And your daughter..? Hooh.. Pretty little nasty thing.

Hell, we could get the whole gang together..!" Out stretched hands, giving a false sense of welcoming while a crimson stained maw stretched to a cheshire grin of malice. ++

"oh, well I wanted to give you a nice surprise — as always. You know the rules, tiny dancer." Another several steps closer, Logan's heavy scent drawn into his senses with a slow, heavy exhale.

Oh how he missed that smell.. It was a had he'd been long chasing.

"Y'know a lil' birdie told me ++

"Save it?" He sneered with a low, sinister laugh — it was boisterous & booming, his body near shaking in his mirth.

"Oh, no, runt. We're gonna have all kinds of fun! See that's just the way it goes..! Every year, every fuckin' year we have this dance.

And I'm not stoppin' now."

his prime target — a favorite target.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘞𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦.

Amber gaze near luminescent in, gleaming in unhinged malice as he let out wicked laugh.

"Oh, I wouldn't miss our special day together, runt. Not when I got such a nice gift for ya."

The pungent, metallic smell of blood hung heavy on his person, his mouth & claws dripping .. Some had been from prior endevors — other? One couldn't be so sure.

Claw-tipped fingers etched along the door frame "Here's Johnny..!" His voice boomed through the room as he set his sights on ++

for the world. What with traditions and all. Celebrations." He taunted with a drooling sneer.

"You think I'd miss out on all the fun, pipsqueak?"

Slow, calculated steps further stalked around the smaller before coming to a sudden hault, straightening his stance so that he could use his full height to the advantage.

"And so close to your special day, too? Y'know I wouldn't miss it ++

"FINALLY!"

Map SNATCHED. The phantom squeezed past Baby Blue there, and turned 'round to give the rest of the 'waiting few' the bird.

"Ta-ra, losers~"

Soon as she crossed the threshold, her flesh melted in a veil of psionic light, and what remained flew straight for the library.

#TrialOfTerror

"Ain't you a charmer as always, runt." He spat back, sauntering circles around his long-time rival with a look in his eyes that could only be read as giddy excitment, his claws flexing with an unsated itch.

"And what about you? Sittin' here — wasted potential."

"I'm startin' to think someone's been missin' me— Ain'tcha???"

// yeah and scogan side-plot

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