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<blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 2279147" data-attributes="member: 508"><p><em>The destrachan listened to her handiwork and was content. Such beautiful music! The human's shrieks of pain filled her with delight and permeated her black heart with joy; each yelp and scream that her offspring elicited from the human thing was but another chord in a musical tapestry that she could willingly listen to forever.</em><strong>[21]</strong></p><p></p><p><em>The destrachan also cast a critical ear over her young's physical performances. The firstborn was taking to this new game with the skill of an adept; he knew just when to claw and when to jump away. His sister was learning as well, but not as quickly. Twice now, the human thing had managed to grab her when she had approached to do her mischief. The first time, the mother had come to the daughter's rescue, dropping the human with a blast of ultrasonics. The second time she let events take their course, and the human actually managed to get a grip on the secondborn's limb before the firstborn incapacitated it. That showed good judgment on his part; while many would let a sibling suffer for her own stupidity and slow reflexes, the firstborn apparently realized that the game could go on for much longer if he had his sister there playing along with him. The mother hissed her appreciation, then returned her attention to the human's shrieks and the taste of its fear and torment.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>The human was slowing down, though, that much was certain. Its reactions weren't nearly as quick as they had been at first. Plus, the destrachan could smell the coppery scent of the human's blood, even from way up at the top of the pit. It wouldn't last for too much longer.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Quite a pity, that. Later on, she'd have to show her young the tricks to prolonging a victim's agony. For now, though, she let them play with their human toy, confident that she could always find another victim so that they could further hone their skills. In the meantime, she intended to enjoy this one's suffering for as long as possible.</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Richards, post: 2279147, member: 508"] [i]The destrachan listened to her handiwork and was content. Such beautiful music! The human's shrieks of pain filled her with delight and permeated her black heart with joy; each yelp and scream that her offspring elicited from the human thing was but another chord in a musical tapestry that she could willingly listen to forever.[/i][b][21][/b] [i]The destrachan also cast a critical ear over her young's physical performances. The firstborn was taking to this new game with the skill of an adept; he knew just when to claw and when to jump away. His sister was learning as well, but not as quickly. Twice now, the human thing had managed to grab her when she had approached to do her mischief. The first time, the mother had come to the daughter's rescue, dropping the human with a blast of ultrasonics. The second time she let events take their course, and the human actually managed to get a grip on the secondborn's limb before the firstborn incapacitated it. That showed good judgment on his part; while many would let a sibling suffer for her own stupidity and slow reflexes, the firstborn apparently realized that the game could go on for much longer if he had his sister there playing along with him. The mother hissed her appreciation, then returned her attention to the human's shrieks and the taste of its fear and torment. The human was slowing down, though, that much was certain. Its reactions weren't nearly as quick as they had been at first. Plus, the destrachan could smell the coppery scent of the human's blood, even from way up at the top of the pit. It wouldn't last for too much longer. Quite a pity, that. Later on, she'd have to show her young the tricks to prolonging a victim's agony. For now, though, she let them play with their human toy, confident that she could always find another victim so that they could further hone their skills. In the meantime, she intended to enjoy this one's suffering for as long as possible.[/i] [/QUOTE]
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