The Void Burrower

[laavka]

28/124 Rek’Sai, the void burrower. // ♠

Made by request for ♣ & ♦

[shuriman-tremors]

Do you think the Xer'Sai have sexual dimorphism?

[solunian]

Rek’Sai sketch

[total-spacecase]

I don’t know what’s better. Rek’sai…

Or all the Tremors jokes now possible.

[rek-sai]

[shuriman-tremors]

Rumble stomps through the desert in his mech. No crazy creature from Shurima's deserts could be THIS terrifying. He'd just bash the thing's head in a few times with his spiked pummeller and head home, end of story.

Something heavy in the sands. A slow growl as she turned her head slightly to where the vibrations were coming from. It was a lot bigger than most prey. Meatier? Jucier!? The thought of a large meal made her go wild, burrowing the wrong directions. She couldn't think straight the thought of it was too good.

The sands brushed by like friction didn't mean a thing. She burst into the air through the sands with a major confusion as her shriek for blood turned into soft, and disappointed yip. Her claws dug into the sand and her hands sank in and she lowered her head. She was waiting to feel or hear where it was and let out a few clicks.

[shuriman-tremors]

golddustonmybootheels started following shuriman-tremors

The steps were hard and angry, which irritated the Voidling. She could feel the seismic disturbances, and was too hungry not to ignore it. Her claws ripped away the dirt in front of her and she swam through ground like water. Her hand breached the surface first, grabbing the ankle of her prey, and once fully emerged from the ground, dangled it upside down. Victory. She had caught her prey, and she celebrated with a roar in the face of her victim, splattering saliva all over her face.

[shuriman-tremors]

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Senses tingled and she felt something familiar. It's presence seemed familiar. Vaguely familiar. She gurgled curiously and remained stagnant. Rek'Sai would love to pounce on it. To feel something so familiar. She even whined a little. Her claws rested on the ground and she tilted her head and her legs jittered about in curiosity and excitement.

[shuriman-tremors]

Headcanon

She of course is able to sense people walking underground due to her keen senses in seismic vibrations, but out of land how does she know? Echolocation.

[shuriman-tremors]

Sand bursts into the air as she jumps from the dunes. She listens closely. A noise. Fear. Food. Finally something to eat again. She burrowed back into the sand. She could sense the footsteps and dug towards them fast. Insatiable hunger. Uncontrollable impulse. The crunch of a human leg. Jaws clenched, she brings him down under the ground to consume it. Flesh strips off and is slurped up like noodles and bones chewed to pieces. Only half complete with her meal and she senses movement. Skrshskishskrsh. The running of a thing to eat on the sand. She drops her first meal and shovels away the sand. Screeching, she breached through the surface, flying into the air slightly, and diving for her next bite. She wrapped her arms around her next meal and squeezed. Then she proceeded to eat the torso as it flailed around in her arms.

Satisfaction at last. A meal at last.

When she had finished her meal, all flesh had been stripped from bone, and all bone had be broken up. A guttural growl leads into a burp and she recedes back into the sands, digging her way to her next meal.