Hunting

The duo stalked a man who reeked of fear, enticing them to want to jump him but they restrained themselves. It was better to play with their prey until it reached the height of fear, as their excitements levels rose with the sensation of fear coming from their prey. The man walked faster and faster but the duo was always right behind him, as soon as he started to run Isis clawed at the preys hand that was closest to her.

With the combination of the preys level of fear and the scent coming from his blood dripping hand, the duo could barely contain themselves. Isis let out bestial sounds that would scare even the most hardened man and Osiris ran up besides the man staring at him with intense and wild feline eyes, grinning and showing him his canine like fangs before clawing his shoulder in the next second. They jumped him, clawing and biting him everywhere while enjoying the mans screams.

With the dying screams of the man they tore of his limbs one by one, with their tails they took the legs and ripped of his arms with their jaws. Looking up to see another predator, they could not help but to stare with glowing red and golden eyes and laugh uncontrollable, somewhat getting the impression that they where acting like hyenas. High on excitement and blood dripping from their mouths.

Grinning, showing their fangs before licking their mouths for one last taste of the blood. They stopped laughing when the other hunter started talking, was he predator or prey? They looked at each other for a few seconds before turning their heads to the other one, he had meant that they would be caught, right. "The more prey, the bigger excitement while playing" they said in unison, they didn't always speak at the same time though.

They stood up as they would test the man with scare tactics, if they would get any hint of fear then he was prey, if they couldn't find any fear he was predator. The two would rise up and walk towards him, Osiris randomly laughing short laughs and Isis letting out a different type of bestial sounds then she had done with the prey earlier.

The duo circled the man and tried to build fear in him but when they failed they nodded at each other "Predator!" Osiris would confirm followed by Isis question "Who are you?".

Osiris would start first "Who needs grace?" and Isis followed up that with "When playing is so much more fun.". The first thing the predator said didn't invoke anger, but instead it made them wonder whether or not he was predator or prey. Sometimes prey could be tolerant towards scary things only to have a delayed sense of fear among them.

The next question would only serve to confirm their suspicions "The prey pretends to be predator!" their words where synchronized as they started to circling him again with 45 degrees angle away from each other, from experience they knew coming at experienced prey they could jump at the prey only to bump into each other if it moved at a perfect time.

The both of them began to growl rather silently but with a deep voice that would echo. In the next second they would jump him, attempting to bite a shoulder each and stab a vital area of the torso. With human skin it required only a touch to wound the preys, applying a little pressure and they could stab human prey barehanded.

Pulling their fur ticked them of at the same time they tried to bite his arms and claw at the arms, the two where gonna kick him but he did that first to Isis who landed on all four. Away from him and her fur not being pulled "Who do you call a cat?".

She pulled her fingers inwards, ripping up stones of the asphalt in the process. Standing in competitive running position to shortly run on all four before rising up while running towards the... Whatever he was. Osiris sat down with legs and arms crossed How boring he thought to himself, the man was indeed a predator just not as feral. Osiris knew that Isis was good enough to handle herself in almost all situations and let her continue to fight and growl at the other predator.

Azulian skin was hardened to resist unintended wounds from their razor sharp nails so to pierce the skin the other predator had to stab her extra hard. Osiris ran on all four to Isis side to clean her wound like an animal, licking it. "Perhaps modern predator?" Isis wondered, taking time and age away from the concept she wondered about his methods.

Not many could hurt them, not many would try but those that succeeded where interesting, not as prey but just simply interesting. Both of them lifted their heads at the mans words, looking at him. "Fight?" the duo let out a maniacal laugh again "That was play!" they said in unison, hinting that they hadn't been serious. Either way they nodded to him as a consent, they wouldn't play with him any more, this much they gave him for being interesting, as a trade.