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Post by Sheera on Jan 23, 2008 18:10:13 GMT -5
(Ari.. when you log on you can reply and say if his attack worked or not  ) Clover looked distraught. She backed up. Was the growing pain her intuition? Had she known that he was coming without actually knowing she knew he was coming? Tears spilled from her eyes as she frantically backed up and tripped over her paws she quickly pushed herself up and slashed at the brute helplessly. |
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 23, 2008 18:15:17 GMT -5
He caught her paw and bit it slightly and tasted her blood once again before letting it fall, "Your blood tastes so good," he growled, "I couldn't take you back then but now your comming with me," and he dug his claws into her side and grabbed her by the scruff before ducking out of the den and howling in triumph. He then padded on with Clover in his jaws.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 23, 2008 18:20:28 GMT -5
Clover could not fight.. if she did it was useless. She lie still in his jaws.. she did slash her claws every often. She then wriggled around in his jaws.. wanting him to drop her so she could make a run for it.. though that would be useless with her injuries. She slashed her claws more fiercely and bared her fangs.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 23, 2008 18:22:05 GMT -5
,"Terrified," he woofed through her scruff, "A dog the size of a pup is trying to kill me, so scared," and he stopped and hit her with a strong paw and clamped his jaws down tighter on her scruff as he carried her through the valley.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 23, 2008 18:27:05 GMT -5
She yelped in pain as he did so and screamed so loud, "Moon! Zenya!" she snarled a weak snarl and slash towards his face not able to reach it. She flickered her eyes back where the den had disapeared. He couldn't have knocked them out.. could he have? She watched where it disapeared with desperation.
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Ärï
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you got the rhythm, i got the blues
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Post by Ärï on Jan 23, 2008 20:35:10 GMT -5
(-sigh- next time wait until i log in before moving on, sheesh)
Zenya groaned. Her paws twitched. What hit me? she thought blearily, opening her eyes. Moon was laying in a heap near the den entrance. "Moon!" Zenya leapt up, leaping toward her friend. "Moon wake up!" The sound of her name however, made her look up. Clover. A brute's scent. Damn. "Come on Moon get up!" Zenya growled, nipping Moon sharply.
Moon jerked and sat up, misty eyes looking left and right.
"Come on, follow me" Zenya barked, bounding off without waiting for Moon to speak. Sighing, the blind fae followed Zenya's scent.
Zenya's paws hit the ground hard as she ran after them. There he was. A feral snarl rose in her throat, lips curling back to show her fangs, jaws parting. She leapt, landing on his hunches and sinking her fangs into his back, putting her full weight on the brute.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 23, 2008 20:40:04 GMT -5
(Sorry.. I'm not smart enouhg to think of that... *mutters 'why didn't I think of that'*)
The pair of fangs carved on Clover's skin cooled and a sting of ice burned through her body. Her intuition. Something was about ot happen. She glanced around with her eyes, nervously accepting the pain that stung her skin.
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Ärï
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you got the rhythm, i got the blues
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Post by Ärï on Jan 23, 2008 20:42:30 GMT -5
Moon shot past the brute, shoving him roughly to unbalance him. The ivory fae caught Clover's scent. Jerking her head to the left, she rammed her head into the brute's, loosening his hold on Clover. Snatching the smaller wolf, Moon turned sharply and dashed back toward the den. If Zenya was going to fight, best give her plenty of room to work with.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 23, 2008 20:50:03 GMT -5
Clover was overwhelmed as she slid from the brute's mouth to the femmora's. She felt the carvings cool as she was out of harm's way. She rested in the wolves jaws. She felt safe.. even if she wasn't.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 24, 2008 18:39:18 GMT -5
Greed growled and whacked Zenya in the head and kicked her off him. He dargged his claws down Zenya's side. He felt a small amount of blood dripping from his skull and his side. His grey fur becomeing matted with red blood and his amber eyes flaring.
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Ärï
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you got the rhythm, i got the blues
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Post by Ärï on Jan 25, 2008 20:00:31 GMT -5
Zenya rolled, the brute's claws nicking her shoulder. A low snarl rumbled in her chest as she leapt to her paws once more. Liquid topaz eyes glared at the brute, tail stiff and hackles risen. Her blackened lips curled back to show her formitable fangs. "Leave the pup alone you sick mutt" Zenya snarled. "Think you can take advantage of any fae? Bring it on bastard." Zenya was a fighting-fae. She always had been. She'd had to fight since she'd been born. Zenya knew the line between right and wrong for she'd crossed it many times but it was brutes like Greed that brought out her fury.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 20:06:24 GMT -5
((I bet she'd have a fn time battling Mephisto then, he is way worse than Greed ;D Hey Ari.))
Greed chuckled darkly to himself, " Not any fae, just the ones who happen to tick me off, she was fun but to easy to take advangtage of,he charged at the fae with his fangs out and snapped his jaws at her and raked his claws where he could reach. The huge brute swatted the side of her face and bit so sort of flesh and tripped him being large and not as bright as Envy and tasted warm blood in his mouth that wasn't his own.
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you got the rhythm, i got the blues
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Post by Ärï on Jan 25, 2008 20:17:51 GMT -5
Zenya turned just in time so his fangs simply sank into her shoulder. Curling her lip, Zenya let herself fall and roll. Kicking up with as much strength as she could, Zenya rammed her powerful hindlegs into Greed's stomach, jerking herself away from him. Standing now, Zenya snarled. "You are one sick son of cat" she growled. Zenya leapt at the brute, striking at his head with her paw and pushing her weight against him.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 20:23:05 GMT -5
She wasn't heavy compared to him so he kicked her off him and said, "You know that's the second time I've heard that, only my sister phrased it diffrently when I told her about that fae, what is her name any way?" he woofed nonchalantly and got to his own paws and slammed his paw hard down on her side and dragged them down her face.
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you got the rhythm, i got the blues
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Post by Ärï on Jan 25, 2008 20:26:29 GMT -5
Zenya jerked her face away, snarling. "Like I'd tell foxdung like you?" Zenya growled. "You don't deserve to know and I really don't care what that pathetic scrap of fur you call a sister things or says. She's probably no better then you." The tri-colored fae was large for a femme, only a little smaller and lighter then Greed. This fact had always served her well in battles. She was larger, her winter-thick fur making her look larger and her liquid topaz eyes showing pure defiance. Zenya was a private rebel, fighting one-wolf wars everyday. Brutes like Greed didn't phase her.
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