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[Sfikas]

Going on a testosterone-fueled rage and ripping the throat out of an elk had done absolutely jack shit for his sparked sex drive. He hadn't thought about it until the man turned to him, winded and breathing hard from the hunt, and said something about his dick.

What the fuck. What the fuck was that even supposed to mean. Why had he said that of all things. The shock hit him like a lightning bolt and he felt a familiar, irritating heat crawl up his neck.

"Why of all things," he said wryly, his lip twitching into a ghost of a smirk, "Are you thinking about your cock right now?"

His psychoanalysis and subtle thrill of arousal ended as quickly as it had come when a stranger came trotting up, applauding their work. His face fell slack and he rotated an ear half-back, aloof. Sfikas looked at her through lidded eyes, as if to say, Who the fuck are you?

As a matter of fact, who the fuck was the other guy, too?

[Eoduin]

// warning for language, sexual themes

The other man nearly smirked as he made a jab of his own. Why was Eoduin thinking about his cock? Well, why shouldn't he be? "I'm not thinking about my cock," he countered, the mockery clear in this tone, "I'm thinking about its safety."

But it was all a joke, really, just some rowdiness between two men high off adrenaline. On any normal day, Eoduin wouldn't have fathomed even talking this much, let alone with so much.. vinegar. Not unless he wanted a fight, of which he couldn't care less for. He'd had enough exercise for the day. "Don't act like you weren't watching them," he continued, grinning in that high-school bully kind of way. "What, you never get laid so you have to kill everything else that does?" Nevermind the fact that he'd never been laid, either. However, that was by choice (of course) — and he couldn't imagine getting so jealous over someone else fornicating that he would think to attack them. If the matter had been left up to him, he'd have left them the hell alone. As it was he kind of regretting joining in, considering he did most of the work.

Well done boys.

The voice came from a direction just out of his peripherals, but he didn't need to look to know exactly who it was. He felt his body tense, but he wasn't sure if it was with fear or irritation.

As his gaze drifted over to hers, he chose the latter. "And you," he nearly sneered. Why did it always have to be her? "Have you been here the whole time?"

[Rivka]

A delighted note of laughter filled her chest as she gave a short nod in Eddy's direction. Of course, where else would I be? she meant to say. But instead of the audible words finding solace in the air, Rivka merely trotted over to where the dead body of the elk now laid.

She examined it with one swift roll of her eyes, peering at the way its body sat amongst the snow and dirt, contorted and motionless, by the subtle sweet hands of death.

"Do you boys think it'll taste funny, since...you know," She asked with a quick smirk and a glance in their direction, "You interrupted its...enjoyment?"