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Post by Schizophrenia on May 19, 2003 22:37:08 GMT -5
[glow=gray,2,300]She smiled towards NB, lturning he back towards him a moment, allowing her tail to slithe across his nose
"Despite who my mother was, I am only part of her, and part of her children whom I know where born to a father like you.So therefore, I ,too, am like you"
Slender shouder blades brushed against her back as she sat once more, watching out for the cats
((tigers on whose side?)[/glow]
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Post by Wonder on May 19, 2003 23:07:49 GMT -5
[Is that so? –Wanders behind Boa. Lites a match- Not anymore. Playing with fire is fun. The tigers are evil Crystal. So, our side =) Gwuen is a panther who kinda chills with the tigers. Dunno what side he’s one. Not acting very evil in my opinion =P –Pokes Boa. Hugs Nyte. Rocks in corner…-]
[glow=sienna,3,300]-Satisfied with that answer for the moment, NightBlade stood once again; his gleaming gray eyes focusing on something distance for a split second before he turned to the female once more…-
‘Very well. As long as we have an understanding. I shall see yew on the wake of tomorrow. Make yewrself at home…’
-The faded brown wolf tipped his head respective, walking past Skit and towards the back of the council cave. There was trouble that called for the alpha’s attention. Something was off; and needed to be fixed. NB was not in the mood, and yet, he walked on willingly. The raven-bird on his back sprang up into the air and squawked loudly before diving for the ground; consumed in a black light as he landed on the bone-covered ground with a thud. A awfully loud thud for a bird…-[/glow]
[glow=chocolate,3,300]-Despite the way things were working out, Nyte couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Devi. He shot her yet another death glare; the simple expression of ‘shut up if yew know what’s good for yew’ gleaming out of his brown-encircled eyes…-
'Yew don’t scare me, feline…’
-The shaggy grey pup managed to keep his voice deep and steady, even though the jaguar’s teleporting tricks had done their job and picked a nerve. The far along his body had risen on end again; not just out of anger but also from fear that he would get hurt by acting tough. But he held on; his eyes landing on Vinny as she run away. His blood boiled. Second time in the last hour had these pups escaped his grasp. There wasn’t going to be a third time. The thought along gave him will…-
‘Apparently, yew’re not from around here, mister, so yew don’t got any idea how things go. But in this pack, it’s everyone for himself. That’s the first thing we’re taught. We’re alone in this fight. We gotta make our way to the top. Yew may be the king of darkness, but I’m the prince when it comes to power. So go ahead and keep talking. I got all nite. And yew don’t…’
-His eyes locked onto the cats as he made the challenge, just daring Gwuen to lay a finger on him. Backup was already on its way…-[/glow]
[And so the dance continues XD Fun fun...]
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on May 19, 2003 23:20:00 GMT -5
[glow=yellow,2,300] =as he speaks now, ears pinned back to silken neck and eyes narrowed, his voice drips with annoyance and sarcasm= you think i'm trying to 'scare' you? you think i'm trying to 'freak you out'? is that it? if you think that my casual habits are meant for foul play, then you are more pathetic than i anticipated. =he looks toward the moon for a split second, then back into Nyte's face, the reflection of the earth's shadow orb reflected in his optics= all i shall say to you, 'prince of power' =he chuckles under his breath= is do not touch those wolflings. there are others who share that same point of view hereabouts. =his tail twitches on impulse= and on the contrary, i do have all nite, and all the time until noon. shadows stay put, you know. now, I do believe I hear my tiger-brethren approaching in the distance. I bid you a =he smirked, revealing long ivories= good night. =then, with one fluid motion, the panther coolly walks back into the shadow whence it came, upon entrance his whiskers dissipate, followed by pink nose, and finally, with a luminous crease of mocking laughter, his optics.=
=Gwuenyvhar teleported near Devil. purringly, calmly, he begins padding alongside them, metallic blue talons scraping the terra. he can't help but have remnants of a sadistic grin upon his silver whiskerred maw=[/glow]
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Post by FrostByte on May 20, 2003 0:57:38 GMT -5
[glow=burlywood,2,300]-He doesn't seem to pay attension to the reassurance of Skit- not that he would believe it, not being a very trusting one. Instead, he zone's out from NightBlade and Skit's conversation. Instead he concentrates on one that happens shrowded in darkness. His blood boils. His son- the son who was destined for greatness. His son was being picked on. By a cat. It's enough to make his hackles rise. He hears the panther appear by Devil, and his pearly white unseeing; yet allseeing eyes flash with excitement. He passes by them, muttering under his breath in tones that only the cat, possibly the two of them if Devil was particularly tuned in, could hear- Every man for himself- kitty. Maybe it's about time you practiced what you preach. Picking on one a tenth of your size. King of Darkness. I'll leave you with one warning. Your back is large. I suggest you watch it. Carefully. -With that he takes his leave, tail held hauntily high. He'd had enough of this, he would not sit around to have his flesh and blood insulted by a feline-[/glow]
[glow=maroon,2,300]-He continues walking at his steady pace, but looks over his thick blood red fur to Hunter. His eyes gleam with passion- No.. you wouldn't understand -He says simply. And it was true. He himself, he had felt the cold sting of what it felt like to be outmatched. Outsized, or outnumbered. Rivalry such as that between the cubs was normal in any dark pack- even in some light and neutral ones as well. It could not be avoided and if others got involved, it would simply complicate matters. For he could bet the next time a showdown occurs, Nyte would surely bring up how the pups had to 'hide behind their mother.' Of course he was- he was Arcane's son. He was rasied to find a weakness and pounce on it- devouring it whole. If they got involved- they were meerly providing a weakness. Thus it was better to even out the odds and then leave the two litters to their own resources. But then, Hunter would never understand this. For Hunter had been brought here an only child. With nobody high enough to challange him. For if they challanged him, they challanged NB and none wanted to do that. NB was his weakness, but he was a weakness who was always around. He was a deadly weakness. Nobody bothered Hunter. Nobody ever bothered Hunter. Jelousy slowly courses through his body, eating away at his soul. Of course, now it would be no time at all and Illusion would arrive, and ignore the color of his eyes, the change in his personality. Say there was something in the moons. And in his opinion- Hunter would continue down the road of easy street-[/glow]
[once more- couldn't help myself. He just needs to be angsty- he's crying out for it. Maybe one day he'll get over his self-pity. You never really know. Probably not though ]
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Post by GoldenWind on May 20, 2003 14:38:18 GMT -5
[glow=gray,2,300]-Devi shrugged off her brother’s death glare. It was nothing new. She sat bordly listening to Nyte’s and the Gwuen’s conversation. Seeing Gwuen finally teleport off she smirked slightly.- ‘Prince of Power?’ –she snorts- ‘When did this happen?’[/glow]
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Post by Schizophrenia on May 20, 2003 16:19:27 GMT -5
[glow=gray,2,300]She smiled sadisticly as Blade walked off, offering a slight brush of her nose to his flanks as she turned to gaze upon the others. Shaking her head, a sigh escaped pharynx as she yawned, and disppersed into the winds[/glow]
[glow=navy,2,300]Along came a spider... persay, as the brute padded up. The feline compared in size to that of Devil. Nose tipped towards the skies as he took in all scents, audits kissing his skull as powerful crest was lowered once more. Coming upon the group, he contentedly lay down, crossing forepaws and placing madible upon them "Hello" His gruff, angery voice rang melodious, equal to that of a lone saxophone[/glow]
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Post by Wonder on May 20, 2003 16:20:19 GMT -5
[Bwhaha! Yew tell’m Arcane! Yew show that overgrown black fur ball who’s the big dog around these parts. Make him feel lower then a piece of fossilized dinosaur dodo. Teach him…<br> Err. I’m done XD]
[glow=chocolate,4,300]-The young adult left it at that, shrugging carelessly as he managed to utter an ‘If yew insist, kid.’ Frantically, it wasn’t any of his business what the younger wolf hybrid did with any of the pack members. As long as it didn’t affect him personally, he didn’t care. His teachings didn’t allow him too.
Another 10 minutes passed, and the graveyard-like settings visibly declines as the grasses of the Lake area came into view. Even in the darkness, the hint of blood and death hit Hunter like a tornado. It made him grin; chills running up and down his body. Soon, he’d have his fun. They all would.
Lifting his nose to the air, he took a sniff. Coast was clear. At least of the WF wolves. In the near distance, he could make out the unmistakable scents of Curse, Auriella, and any of the other SLers what had chosen not to teleport home but to walk the journey; an easier way to scout the grounds while making their way towards the SL council. Hunter smirked again, seating himself by a patch of grass that split the unnatural border between the pack. His gaze returned to Adrian as they waited…-
‘So yew ready for this?’<br> -He asked in a somewhat friendly manner; as if they were two young boys giving each other prep talks before a big football game. He recalled with clarity the day he’d found the wolf-dog pup, starved and alone, in this very same area. Eventually, NightBlade had put the pieces together and learned of the pup’s parents, and the story behind it. Hunter knew that Adrian was going to be fighting against his own blood, and he was curious to whether he’d go through with it til the end…-[/glow]
[glow=chocolate,3,300]-Nyte blinked. And so it was over.
He stood and stared at the darkness ahead for a good minute, before the real world came crashing back. He knew his father had been near by; he’d sensed it. And he was satisfied with the fact that Arcane was probably dealing with the cocky feline at the moment. The smirk dancing upon his face was cut short by an eye roll as he turned to Devi once again …-
‘Oh yea. Like yew were a big help, miss. Thanx a lot. I just saved all our tails from being devoured by that thing, and yew have to mock me of my evident superiority…’
-He walked towards her and puffed his chest, giving her the ‘care to push things more?’ eye before walking on towards the back-way entrance into the council caves…-
‘Come on yew two. It’s late. I think we’ve landed in enough trouble as it is…’[/glow]
[glow=sienna,3,300]-A gleaming pale ghostly-white eye broke the darkness. A lone circle of cruelty surrounded by shadows; the shadows of the nite, the land, and the body of something big. A growl emitted from the source of the eerie watching eye; a glossy mouthful of saber teeth flickering in the overhead moon and star lite. Two large paws, with long, red-blood talcons, crushed a half skull as the front side of a jet black panther. Blocking the path of the approaching felines, the unnatural bigcat swooshed his tail, which, along with the rest of his body, was still concealed in a magical shadow. The deep, vertically slanted scar running down the left side of his face, from the tip of his head through his left eye, and down to the base of his muzzle, gave away his identity. Scar, the shape-shifting fiend who was NightBlade’s left hand, looked out to the strangers with his chilling white left eye contradicting his piercing black right one.…-
‘Is there a problem here?’<br> -The all too familiar voice of the Shadowland alpha boomed from the darkness beside the shifted raven; mainly aimed towards the natural panther in the party, as his encounter with the beta son was kept under track. NB’s own stone-grey eyes poked out from the darkness as he stood beside the larger Scar, his gaze locked on the bigcats whom he’d allied with yet never met. Even though Arcane had already dealt with the situation in his own hands, NB couldn’t let a loose end run free in his pack. One uncorrected mistake often led to revelation. And he would have none of that…-[/glow]
[glow=brick,2,300]-The massively built tiger came to a dead halt as he sensed danger in the air. Something was out of place. Devil had caught on a second too late.
Before he could question Gwuen on where’d he’d gone off to earlier, another bigcat blocked their path. But this one didn’t smell right. Didn’t seem real. Devil took another step forward, exposing his own body in a beam of somewhat direct moonlite. His thick fur, a natural golden brown fading to white along his tummy, held thick, broad, jet black stripes; making him look like a black tiger with random gold and white stripes. His eyes, lined with magic in case it was needed, gave off vibes of red as he turned to Gwuenyvhar; a simple look of ‘what did yew do’ lurking towards to panther. Devil wasn’t up to brawling with the alpha of the native pack at the moment; alliance or not...-[/glow]
[Mwhaha! Gwuen’s on the spot. That’s what yew get for having ‘plans’ B =) God I love being evil...]
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Post by GoldenWind on May 20, 2003 18:18:06 GMT -5
[glow=gray,2,300]-she snorted- Saved our tails? My tail didnt need to be saved at all since i didn't do anything and since you have 'evident superiority' you should be able to handle things without the backup of me and Kyara! and we did not land in trouble..you did'[/glow]
[glow=silver,2,300]-Caste finally wandered into the area. She blinked her dark blue yet seemingly black eyes trying to adjust to the light that she was barely used too. This place that was full of shadows and darkness was barely like the place that she called home. Having no clue what was going on at the moment she just watched in silence-[/glow]
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on May 20, 2003 18:39:03 GMT -5
[glow=yellow,2,300] ((-shrug- lyke i care about grae's cat's namesaked character? i always hated that cat..but i'll pretend i like this character to keep things interesting))
=Gwuenyvhar's own luminous orbs flickerred back in an, 'oh, lil Prince didn't get his way' look. he couldnt help but grin wider when Arcane's message reached him. So, every wolf for himself, and yet this one threatens to attack me for 'picking' on the welp? and this cat before him scared him not at all. for Gwuen was neutral...neutrality held the balance between good and evil...if something happened to the neutrality, evil /could/ overtake good...but then again....good /could/ overtake evil. and Gwuen believed that neither side would take the chance. besides, he wasn't all talk. his claws had been tainted with blood more than once...and not of beasts smaller than himself. he had answers ready for anything thrown at him, and all would be stated in the same calm. the panther never feared. he had been through it all.=[/glow]
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Post by FrostByte on May 20, 2003 20:24:29 GMT -5
[glow=maroon,2,300]-He looks over the land before sitting on his haunches, his blood boiling at being so close to the ones he had longed to seek revenge upon since he was but a few monthes old. At the thought that he’s so close- that he can make out their scent in the air, but cannot get to them. It infuriates him. It intoxicates him. With that he allows his deep blood red pelt to stand on end- making him look large and more ferocious, his large tufted ears taking in every little sound. He gleams silver in the fading moonlight. Soon it would be morning. But they had no need to worry about being seen. The White Fyre pack members wouldn’t be leaving that council area unless it meant life or death; even then it would take some persuading. The two near-adult wolves could stay there for longer than 24 hours if they wanted to and see no more than a hare, sniffing at the blood soaked ground, or a carp, jumping out of the red tinted lake, desperate to get pure oxygen into itself. Finally, he turns his massive head towards Bounty’s and replys cooly-
I have more than enough reason to hate all who walk upon this land and call it home. More so than you even. You hate them because your meerly told too, Hunter. You hate them because it seems to be the right thing to do. But I hate them with a passion. With a fury. And that won’t be quenched the moment I join the battle. I won’t run away at the chance for my untilmate revenge. I’ve waited too long. Tomorrow may be my last Hunter, but as long as I leave this world with my revenge, it couldn’t matter less to me. I’m ready. I have a thirst for their blood. I always have. But you fight them because NightBlade tells you to. So inform me. Are you ready? Can you face the death and gore once you enter the battlefield, or will you look away from it?
-He says, his odd-colored eyes, one an earthy wolfen copper gray, and one a light almost fantasy like, icey blue, fixated on the pure wolf. The ever gleaming eyes. The eyes which tell a story. A story when once added to his plumed tail clearly tells of a tale of love and betrayal. Of his background and the domestic blood which runs through his veins, cursing him as a half-breed. He stares at Hunter, his eyes unnaturally clear. Unnaturally questioning and unblinking- [/glow]
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on May 20, 2003 20:30:16 GMT -5
((too bad we're in war! i bet Tweak wuld luv to talk to this guy...sounds very interesting...))
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Post by Schizophrenia on May 20, 2003 20:52:45 GMT -5
Brute watched Scar, the other feline, and even glanced around at the ones that stood here. He felt no fear, despite that he probably should. He knew that Scar could kill him, perhaps, but it would be a long and hard battle to prove. He had things he hid himself. Snorting rather loudly, audits kissed his skull tentavly as tenebrous stag Stood, coming to stand close by Caste, nudging her slightly with his wet cool nose. Muscles taunt and contracted as he stood up, bringing the full height to a stand. Something in the wind made him almost weak.... then he knew....His sister was coming....
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Post by Schizophrenia on May 20, 2003 22:05:27 GMT -5
The wind grew chilling, sending a shiver up any back. The sun shone no longer in the sky, even if it did not shine very often in this neck of the 'hood'. The trees seemed to reach out towards her, trying to tell her tto turn around, go back. They did not want her here. But if she where a tree, or anything else at that, she would not want herself here either. The ground seemed to die a thousand times, screaming in agony, like the sound of a million dying ravens. Paw prints that any normal tiger could fit into told a simple story, simple enough for any complex mind to dechipher. The wind carried with it the scent of burnt rose petals, lovly to her and her only; the grass even swayed and crumpled, turning black under her paws.
In truth, the sky was silent. No bird sang towards the heavens. No bird would sing for a while, which none sang around here no how. Stepping on tiny skulls, for the big ones where further towards the SLers, her pelt twitched lightly. She had ventured here to help with the war, having heard some form her brother.She was anxious to see this wolf that claimed to be there alpha, to learn of him and those who followed behind. Her demenor, we must admit, was not the fondest of anything. As she stopped, looking down at the skull of a pup, she smiled wryly, her soul almost reached out towards the other felines, warning her brother. Upon her shoudler appeared a small laviathon, black with lavender eyes, and she smiled. Time for some magic...
There sense of smell left them, the world became something like the first time into the world for a newborn pup. [when i say them, i mean everyone here. i have to say that this happens to them, bcause it's supposed to, and you can't run from it. lol]. They could try to blow there noses, but there nasal passages would be clear, though no smell would reach them still, not even the foul stench of there own fear, if the fears just yet. But then, the world became silent. The soft whistling of the birds could not touch there ears, could not sooth them yet. the sky....oh the sky! the heavens above began to turn a dull grey, like the colours of a painting all mixed into one. if the looked at the ground, they would regret it, for the ground began to turn a milky white, then turning to a subtle grey, bile would rise ti the throats of the weaker ones, perhaps the pups, but they where safe in the den...the ground then began to melt together, smelting with the sky and ther forest surrounding them, the skulls, everything. soon it began to turn a dull white, and the ground, or below them, turned a dull crimson, the colour of blood. The ground began to swirl and tumble, like a red flowing river rushing at them, determined to take them down...
And just as fast as it came, it was gone. Only heat lingered around them, and a pair of fiery red eyes could be seen. Soon it all vanished, but the eyes where engraved there, and behind it appeared a large black body. The body was 7 ft in length, 18 ft high at the back and overly muscled. Larger by a bit than Scar, and female at that. Teferti was here. She came to stand next to her brother, offering him a push that landed him on the ground. Stepping her massive body up towards Devil, watching Blade and them all, her firelike eyes where dull, catching no reflextion. Shaking her head, her pelt twitched once more, and her long tail swayed behind her. At the end of her tail was a shard of red glass which seemed to catch their darkest sins. She sat then, back on her large haunches, lissom appendages didn't look like they could hold her. With a lithe yawn, large teeth, almost as big as a tigers leg, where bared towards them for a moment. No spoken language could be herd, but all around her seems to swirl the words im here boys, have fun now
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Post by FrostByte on May 22, 2003 11:31:28 GMT -5
[isn't that the um.. size of a large horse? lets be realistic, panthers are longer than tall. And that's the size of the centuars. I know you want her to seem big and powerful, but that's over-doing it a bit...]
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on May 22, 2003 18:09:47 GMT -5
((miff...i thout Gwuen was the only panther here....u mean /tiger/...rite? or is this big kitty a panther too? i'm confused.))
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