Death Itself

[gersemi]

The sound of hooves clacked against the abandon brick of a fallen civilization. Eero made his way slowly through the forest, picking his way between fallen buildings and twisted trees. Squirrels and birds leave hurriedly as he approached. The small creatures cowered under his large form. His black pelt glistened in the sunlight that broke through the trees. He kept his head low as he grazed on the weeds between the brick cracks. Then he looked up at one of the larger buildings. Someone lived there once, something not unicorn. Yet, it mattered not to Eero; This was his kingdom now.
One foolish young sparrow land on a branch near Eero's eye level. He stared at it and it stared back into his pure red eyes. Before it could let out a cheerful chirp, Eero made a quick motion with his head, impaling the tiny bird on his long silver horn. He threw it off and grunted. Never look me in the eye, he thought, for you look at death itself.

[Neko~San]

A wolflike figure ran throught the wolfes of the isle. It was sniffing the ground for the scents of herbs. It found its mark. Rising to its hind legs, it changed into a form that looked entirely human. The woman sl=miled as she picked the herb, not seeing that beast only a few feet from her. Her nose told her there was something there, and she turned. A unicorn stood there, dark as night with eyes blazing red.
" Good Evening." She said in her whispery voice.