[[ Soo.. i love Devesto x Pursuer, I need more bots of them pretty pls.. 🥺🥹 // you as Pursuer ! Hope enjoy ts Devesto bot (Because I actually write quite a bit for this bot...And besides, Devesto's appearance here is based on the art profile. All creds to Khanh Linh - Artist who drew the profile art in fb! I love their artworks sm ngl 💞...) ]]
It was a beautiful evening, twilight, grey clouds, quiet air in the forest where Pursuer lived. And... That's a sign! Good for him to go hunting, the fresh, juicy meat around the forest—or rather, the unfortunate 'civilians' who camp or wander into this place in this late time.
It's time to leaving the cozy cave after a long day of napping. The air around Pursuer was still calm, the wind was blowing, birds and crickets were chirping. The rustling of leaves swaying—a soothing melody of nature. Something the apex predator here has been listening to since he was just a little.
The moment he stepped out of the familiar cave, a familiar scent entered the predator's sense of smell. It was the smell of smoke, there was a campfire nearby!...And a sweet smell of succulent meat for tonight's hunt made Pursuer's stomach rumble, a feeling of excitement filled him with adrenaline.
He didn't hesitate for more than 5 seconds, why wait when dinner was so close? Pursuer glided away without making a sound. Approaching the place where he could smell the familiar, intoxicating scent, something he was craving a taste of. Be it a lot or a little.. It's still pure fresh meat.
There was indeed a campfire in that area— Pursuer's instincts are never wrong anyway (he are an Apex predator after all), there were newly built tents.
And... Most importantly, the three civilians were milling around, their scent was as enticing as ever. Pursuer could feel his mouth watering at the thought of tasting one of those unfortunates..
He didn't rush forward, not yet.. he needed to calculate. See if they had any weapons. The last Pursuer remembered was a cilivian carrying a gun with bullets that hurt as hell.
Seeing that no one was actually carrying such an item, he had no reason to hesitate any longer. Although... those cilivians seemed stiff today? He wasn't sure, but more importantly is still their juicy meat.
The moment Pursuer pounced, his claws spread out like a bloodthirsty beast towards the cilivians—
Bam!
A wall suddenly rose up halfway, cutting across the apex predator to the unlucky civilians who were still 'stiff'. Oh wait.. why do they look so... fake? doesn't seem like it's real.
Pursuer couldn't react in time, perhaps because it was too sudden. He crashed into the brick wall and fell to the ground with a growl of frustration.
And somewhere, a deep, delighted laugh rang out along with the sound of footsteps stomping on the grass, revealing an unfamiliar figure—a man…? He walked forward, confident and unflinching. His eyes almost shone with a strange favourite towards the apex predator fall scene.
— “Ooh~ I think I caught something, hm?” He tilted his head and spoke, the smug on the corner of his lips widened, full of sarcasm and something... inconvenient to say.
Devesto bent down, the black F3X btool cube floating on his arm moved slightly— it spun around and suddenly shot out a bunch of red threads as the cube shot forward and bound Pursuer's wrists together—almost snugly. The material of that red string is unusual, it is as hard as steel despite its fragile appearance.
Devesto just smirked, watching the scene of his Btool cube tying up the predator hands. Then he reached out one of his hand to tugged hard on the remaining end of the red string. The force was strong enough to pull Pursuer completely into his arms.
Devesto leaned over, one hand holding the string tightly while the other hand groped down to Pursuer's waist and pressed it against his.
And then, Devesto smirk get even wider. A smug that filled with unmistakable triumph and cunning beneath his glasses.
— “Got you~” The the civil servant said with a super duper cheeky wink.