Kurbiee
Warrior
Steal my gruesomely bad avatar picture that I made, and I will hunt you down with a mallet. :)
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Post by Kurbiee on May 15, 2003 21:24:05 GMT -5
Istas came running through the shrubbery. Her white pelt of fur, which was splotched with gray, flashed across the land. She tried to hurry and think that none of the White Fyre wolves had died. But she knew this was impossible; this was war. Suddenly her blue-gray wings unfolded and flapped restlessly, and she kicked off of the ground with her hind legs and soared into the sky. She flew up, out of the shrubbery as to not run into anything. Flying would be quicker then running there. As she slowly approached the battlefield, her heart sank as she saw all the destruction below her. Gliding downwards, she folded her wings and landed on the ground, skidding to a stop.
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Post by Schizophrenia on May 15, 2003 22:14:12 GMT -5
Nova growled. Coming to where Curse stood he snarled, looking towards him. He shot with deadly speed towards the back of him as his good werwolf friend went to stand infront and tease him. Sending out a bolt of lightning towards Curse's rump he growled
Zhaneel turned towards Nadia ready to spring upon what had hit her.With a low animal like snarl he sprang forth, but as he was in the air, something hit him hard in the stomach,and a gut rinching thud was heard.As the were snarled at Zhanel, it placed a single bite upon his neck, leaving blood trickling down, but Zhaneel did not know, for he was unconcious [my turn!]
Desitny growled as she went for a were, lunging at its throat. they would not get away wit hurting her family. with a snar, fangs bared and bloody, she went after another, and continued
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Post by Lunar on May 16, 2003 13:48:06 GMT -5
-Jateen looks up to see the were still fast approuching and a cry leaps from her lips...she was helpless from her space on the ground..Behind the fallen Zhaneel..Even the healing spells took from a centaurs magick..Much more than it would from a wolves, pulling her thoughts and power together she pulled up her bow and shot a fire enhanced arrow at the were's head..She didn't stay to see it hit its mark, she spoke the words to a transport spell, quickly..With a rhythm that no one could match, Leader of her clan she pulled what little magick she could from the position and transported the centaurs back to her piece of land. The guarded magickal barriered place that no one but she could magickaly enter. Collapsing next to Nadiah she let herself sleep..Not unconsious so to speak, for she had no wounds, just exhaustion to the highest degree-
-Lunar watched the three flicker and then disappear, saw the arrow hit its mark. As Jateen's always did and slid down off the were she was attacking..She too bounded into the air..Trying to count her losses...Wondering whether retreat was the best answer seeing Nova she sent a telepathic message- Should we..Retreat? -she asks quietly..Normally she would consult with her mate, or the betas, but neither were there. And Nova was her trusted friend-
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Post by Wonder on May 16, 2003 19:13:42 GMT -5
[Just a second folks. I have another comment to make Don’t get scared. Lmao. Just wanted to commend yew all for such wonderful roleplaying. Seems to me like everyone sucked it in and took the time to do their best when posting. Seeing as this is a major event and it’s not to be taken lightly, I’m pretty impressed. No rules have been broken. No power over ranks has been challenged. No massive godmoding/playing. And with the way things have been heading, the Shadowlanders are being portrayed as a pretty powerful force. The way yew guys are dealing with the zombie’s and stuff surprised me. I expected more power-playing over which side is stronger. Instead, yew guys get all original. It shows NB’s army means business, and it really adds to the plot. The WF wolves won’t have a picnic with this one. It’ll give’m a run for their money. The ending to this battle, and later on, the war, will have a twist. So yes. DK is happy. Props guys. Lots of props for a job well done =) Keep it up!] [glow=darkgreen,4,300] -Curse fell to the ground. Something hit him from the back and sent chills through his body. For a moment, he panicked. It only took him a second for anger and rage to kick in. He rose and turned, deadly green eyes looked on Nova…-
‘That wasn’t very nice…’
-He growled, lowering his head as the two armored were-zombies beside him targeted Nova and charged. A smirk curled upon Curse’s lips; he’d intercepted the message from Lunar. ’Don’t bother, princess. Yew back down, yew lose…’ The black and white wolf telepathed the WF alpha, challenging her to stay longer. After all, phase one would be down soon and the SLers would leave. They had to stick to the plan. They could finish it now, but they played by the rules. No matter how low, the odds were with them, and it’d be no fun taking advantage now. Plus, NB wouldn’t allow it. He wanted to be there for the end…-[/glow][glow=darkgoldenrod,1,300]-Static ran. Thoughts drifted through his mind. Frost. Where was she?
His brown eyes swept through the bloody settings. It was too much. This wasn’t the place he’d grown up in. The lake was grim. The peaceful, wondrous body of water that he’d admired was gone. The sky was overcastted. It wasn’t the bright, clear heaven he’d gazed at for hours. It was wrong. All wrong. And all because of his brother. It was all his fault.
The golden-furred wolf stopped. His eyes fell on the central arena where Lunar, Amaroq, and previously, Pryde, were standing. Two of Curse’s armored assassins were making their way over. Pryde was already taken out of the game. If Lunar was also, they’d be doomed. This couldn’t be rite…-
‘No…’
-Static muttered to no one in particular, though aiming the thought at his dark brother, NightBlade. He wasn’t going to let his family be hurt. Not anymore. With a burst of speed he took off towards the metallic were-zombies; both targeting the alpha and her brother as their next kill. Static couldn’t even think at that point. He just ran on instinct. He jumped the first beast, knocking it down with some magical force that he hadn’t known he’d possessed. The other zombie turned to help its comrade, but Static was too fast. He slipped under its legs, kicking it back with his own back feet like a wild stallion. Logic defied it. This wasn’t him fighting. It was everyone he loved for. Giving him strength. He knew what had to be done.
Turning, he watched the second armored zombie topple over the grounded one, pinning them both down momentarily. Seconds counted now more then ever. Static leapt atop the doggy pile. And bit down on the top were’s neck. The metal dented under his fangs, but that was not his aim. It was now or never. For Frost, his only true family from the day he was born. For his mother, who’d died bringing them to life. For his aunt and uncle, who’d raised him. This was for them. He let the electricity go…<br> A bright flash. A mighty boom. A wave of light. It was over in seconds. The electricity had been conducted by the metal-covered were-creatures, as expected. The mass amounts of it was enough to do the job. The two sent out to kill the alpha; were dead. Static’s body lay where it was thrown from the force of the blow. Smoke seemed to rise from his fur. Every since ounce of magic in his body had been focused in that attack, and it had done its job. He didn’t feel the pain now. He was gone. This last act, was for his pack…-[/glow]
[STOP! Yes. I killed Static. Nice twist, no? XD I admit. I loved the guy. One of my fav. wolfies. All the better for drama. See, I envision a scene where Frost awakes in the den. After getting the scoop on the war, she asks where Static is. Then Lunar, or whoever, is left to tell her the news =) Make me happy and play that out guys. It gives Becca and Namo a plot to RP while I'm busy, and it gives me some drama to read. Now then -bows- Lets carry on...]
[glow=gainsboro,3,300]-Spirit seemed relieved as Tweak awoke; his tail wagged slightly…-
‘Yew ok?’<br> -He asked, nudging her slightly as he helped her up. His eyes shot upward as a noise filled the air for a split second, followed by a light. Confused, he tried to make out the happening. But no. there was no time for that now. He shook it off and turned to the wolfess again…-
‘Come on. I’ll get yew to safety…’[/glow]
[glow=white,3,300]-Another white wolf flew through the air. His icy-blue eyes shut as a blinding flash eliminated the skies. It was over like that. Blinking, and not sure of what had occurred, Winter flew down lower. His eyes scanned the bloody mess below, but he could not pinpoint the source of the momentarily blow. He let it pass.
Landing on the ground by Istas, the wolfess he’d taken in and spent the winter with, he once more eyed the damage and sighed. His homeland. His parent’s homeland. It was reduced to this. History was repeating itself. Again…-[/glow]
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Post by Schizophrenia on May 16, 2003 19:49:43 GMT -5
Nova telepathed Lunar "We cannot Retreat, if we do, we lose now. We must hold on. Lunar, its alright. We are here and we will fight with all we have" Turning those dark eyes upon Curse, tail arched over his back he growled.Eyes glowed a dark grey as he saw the metallic coveted weres approach.With a quick word he flew into the air, with no wings this was strange. But under him appeared a small laviathon, standing a nice 25ft tall and weighing a miniscule 100lbs. this was nothing compared to what nova could usually do. as he looked down towards them, he spoke words strange even to him. his good-were friend turned, running towards lunar to watch over her. this was novas fight. with a flick of his tail the lav began to dance, moist black lips parted and drew back, revealing fangs pearly white and astonishing in size.with a high pitched shreik the lav opens its mouth, pointing it towards the weres and spitting out a black acidid typed bile. with another high pitched noise, it closed its mouth, then turned to glare towards curse. the acid would hit the weres heads and kill them for good, or at least he hoped
destiny growled with a growing fury.golden tail lashed about as she lept upon the back of a black were, zombie of course. shaking the neck with fury, she let forth a reluctant shrill yelp as something hit her square in the back, sending her to the ground. another were stood there with glowing furious eyes. she shrieked as she quickly jumped to her paws and lept back, just in time for the were's massive foot appeared where her head would be. jumping upon a rock close by, she turned quickly and came to the were's back, sending her pearly whites into the weres neck and tasting blood. the were shook her, but a tad more weakly than before, for blood was draining from its life. as she continued to hold, her own grip weakened as the were threw her to the ground.....
desy stood close by lunar, screaming at the top of her lungs as the hell hounds lept up,most of them where gone for her magic was draining, but many of the weres and black wolves lay upon the ground from them. as she shrieked one last call, they finally ended and she fell, panting to the ground. snarling with all her might she stood, flapping her raven feather'd wings. tossing her head up, she noticed that not many of the wolves where left, and that this battle would soon come to an end. or at least she hoped. with a melodious birdlike call , she lept into the winds and began to fly, soon finding lunar. landing next to her, she nudged her shoulder, but then lept at a black wolf that seemed to be sneaking up on her, snapping its next. as she did so, she was rewarded with a bloody gash across her nose. with a yelp she shook her head, but soon went back to lunars side....
the sky darkened and lighting cracked in the distance. a black shadow came across the lands, for the owner of the black shadow was furious that the Shadow wolves would attack such a great pack, the WF pack. With a high pitched shreik that filled the sky, as if making the mountains shake, was let lose form powerful larynx.black feathers russtled as a massive beast flew in the air, no jewels adorned his once jeweled body. following him where three others, not even close to his size or grace, but nonetheless they could help. flapping slower and coming to land upon the ground, Tagai came to Novas side, his large black body well muscled and tone, masive black beack glittered in the sunlight as those midnight blue eyes looked vengeful. it was clear he was angry. openining his beak to shreik yet once more, he flew with lightning speed into the sky, surveying the lands only to reappear behind Curse. Raising his massive wings towards the sky, he summoned up an energy attack. a huge ball of black energy flew from his wing tips, flying into the sky only to curve down and fly with great speed towards curse. the other two gryphons, both a light tan in colour, fluttered there wings in anguish as there leader left them, but they two in turn found places to fight, shattering weres and wolves with greath power
another form appeared in the sky, with no feathers but a birdlike form. Skandranon Raskae was dead, but his son lived on, more powerful and even greater than Skan. His name was Shapa Mahamari, Shapa for short. Shapa Mahamari ment 'cursed killer' in his language. the wings and body upon him, his plume and crest also, where made of orange and yellow flames, but his eyes where of the darkest black. a tail at least 10 ft in length fluttered out behind him, licking the sky with black flames. he sent up a shrill call towards Lunar, she did not know him of course, but he wished to talk to her after this battle was over. In truth, Shapa and Tagai, Tagais 3 followers also, where called forth to battle by MoonFire, she knew this would happen and had told them when and where. shapas wings fluttered slowly as he picked a spot where no fyre wolves lay and sent down his black flames, burning as many of the shadows as he could. his large body continued to fly in the the air, not landing, but surveying them, and occasinaly sending out balls of fire and other elements when needed
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Kurbiee
Warrior
Steal my gruesomely bad avatar picture that I made, and I will hunt you down with a mallet. :)
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Post by Kurbiee on May 16, 2003 20:57:10 GMT -5
Istas glanced at Winter. She was happy to see him, and gave a thin smile despite everything that was occurring. But her smile soon wilted as her gaze floated back to the battlefield. “We have to do something...” She whispered sadly.
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Post by GoldenWind on May 16, 2003 21:14:11 GMT -5
[glow=silver,2,300]-GoldenWind falls to the ground once more in pain. She lifted her blood stained paws to attack the new and improved zombie’s chest but as she attacked from underneath all she heard was a clank as her claws hit the wolf. She realized quickly that this new zombie had armor and it would be harder to kill than the other. Killing this zombie with her magic wouldn’t seem to work as knocking it to the ground with magic wouldn’t be as effective and she would need to use more energy since it was heavier and larger. She would only use her magic if it was completely nessacary. Yet all these thoughts took too long as she suddenly felt pain unlike any pain she ever felt before. GW now knew what she was in was a life or death situation and she knew what she had to choose. The zombie was too powerful and if she stayed she would die. The magic flowed through her veins and with all her remaining energy she concentrated once again her eyes turning a pale blue. The wind begins blowing and a she closes her eyes she vanishes and is one with the wind. (that reminds be of Pocahantas for some strange reason.) Where she finally reappears she’s far from the battlefield and she falls to the ground practically all the energy she had was used. She then just lays on the ground in a state between consciousness and unconsciousness.-[/glow]
[glow=silver,2,300]-Caste wanders onto the battlefield her dark blue eyes scanning the area searching for any sign of another orange & striped body, that of a tiger. Seeing none she felt slightly out of place. Yet she didn’t come to feel comfortable she came to fight for what she believed in. She had rarely ever talked to one of a different species. But she was here not to talk she was here to fight. She was to fight for the same reason the ShadowLanders were fighting…to bring down the goodies.[/glow]
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Post by Lunar on May 16, 2003 21:14:40 GMT -5
-Lunar watches her brother-in-law fall and rushes to his body, landing next to him. A tear falls from her eye as she cannot even touch his body fore the electricity still in his hair. She cried out in anguish, refusing to believe that this could be happening to her again. Her blue eyes turn gray and she turns to look at Nova..Her once white fur is grayed already..Her petite frame was shaking visibly from anger...waves of light were coming off her body now..Her blood boiling in anger, and the power that had remained dormant in her for so long. Kept there by powerful spells, placed by Herald before he'd passed into the Shadow Realm..before the doors had been sealed. KrackTide had done that for her..Sealed the doors, himself inside them, forever. So that no more Crescent Wolves would be created. But what had Herald said..that it would live on in her legacy..Or something of that, she couldn't quite remember it, but the memories were flooding back now. The intense power, the wonderous magicks that had been held back. Now freed by her anger, now freed fore the fact that she could now controll it. It was all at her command..screeching softly, almost birdlike she seems to ignore Desy..her mind screams out for her..- You killed you own family NightBlade! YOU will pay for this..Show yourself you coward! Or make your forces retreat until you do so! -she lashes out mentally..Sending a stream of light, with the message..Light like NightBlade would not have seen since he'd been born, or somewhere around there. Light that only she could capture, from the moon sun and stars. Light..Light and goodness, the power behind her powers..Light too now poured off her body in waves..her fur stained and matted from the fighting lighting up..Changing to the white that it had been at birth, days of dust from travel washing away in a mere second. Her darkened face, the mask that had always been there, the crescent on it lighting...Glowing for a moment and then fading to a bright white-
-Peril looked up as the waves of light illuminated the swiftly darkening night..Watched his alpha's anger grow, felt her power strength..and yet felt like they'd lost much more...Watched his uncle fall..Heard her cry and then cried out himself. Looking at the body of his dead uncle..His coppery eyes flickered softly as he turned his head to watch the pheonix...his nose quivered as the smell of burnt flesh rose to greet it..He felt the soot of burnt trees touch his fur..His already black fur turned a grayish color as a wave of soot and ash from the pheonix destruction swept over them all, passing as quickly as it had come. His eyes turned to look for his mate..He despretly hoped she was still standing, he'd not seen her for most of the battle...-
-Ghost watched in awe as his mother transformed...and memories washed over himself as well..The power in himself awakening as his mother's was. His was no where near as strong, as nurtured, but he bore the same scar as her...His did not glow, his power weak, unused and untrained. It would provide him with power in his later years..When it too was called to the surface. He too watched his uncle fall..Dead..but his emotions were played out. He lept into the air, watching the small numbers that were left be killed by the newer flying alliances..He landed softly in one of the unburnt trees and looked at the scarred land. This battle was over..Curse wouldn't dare remain to taunt, not with the last of the second wave killed off. He sensed, more than heard, the wave..the screech of light and words his mother sent to NB and sensed yet again, that this battle was over. The coming of their flying allies would surely be convincing enough for NB to call back..This wasn't a true fight..He knew by the mass numbers that had been sacrificed..It took power to call them..And he knew his mother would have a hell of a tyme trying to defeat NB in the real battle..No this was a delay tactic..To make them think they knew what they were up against...The power behind the callings was to strong to waste itself in a fun little battle like this-
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Post by Wonder on May 16, 2003 21:59:32 GMT -5
[Aww. I have a war hero now. I’m touched I love the way this is playing out. Isn’t all this drama just… moving? I have a booked weekend so don’t expect too many replies. It’s why I’ve been on overloaded-posting today =)] [glow=darkgreen,4,300] -Curse suppressed a grin as he hid in a magical cast of shadows from the pure light. The act Nova had pulled was impressive, but the battle was closing already. Curse let his eyes flash. Any and all remaining shadow wolves and zombies fell to the ground and disintegrated. A new army would be ready for the next attack. Better and more powerful. Curse knew the WF pack was aware of this. He also knew they had done well. The causalities were adding up. The land was penetrated. And Lunar had snapped. The task was accomplished.
With another smirk, he muttered an unheard spell and every one of the SLers and their alliances [including the bigcats, Rory ] disappeared. Back to the Shadowlands to rest up and get ready. They would attack again with the new day…-[/glow]-------- [glow=white,3,300] -Winter nodded to Istas as he watched the light overtake the Crystal Lake area; his heart sinking as it all became clear. He knew what had happened. The message was in the wave of purity cast by their alpha. It all made sense now…-
‘And we will. When the time comes. We will…’
–He responded, spreading his wings and taking off into the air again. With a nod at Istas, he bid her to follow him to the WF council; where he knew there’d be a meeting. The battle was over, but the war had barely begun…-[/glow] [glow=gray,3,300]-Amaroq barely got to blink before it was all over. In slow motion, he replayed the last minute in his mind. What had just happened?.
His eyes focused on the fallen Static for an eternity; bidding the young adult the stand up and walk away from this unharmed. It didn’t work that way. His attention was taken away as his sister took the turn of events into her own hands. He cheered her on inside, though on the outside he simply stood in silence. What did they do wrong?
A vision flew into his head. His mate. Being attached. Suffocating. Hurting. That was all that it took for him to snap out of it. Casting his sister a speedy look, just to make sure she was out of pyshical trouble, he closed his eyes and disappeared into the shadows as well. But these shadows were different. They were pure. They were part of him.
His fangs hit the werewolf before Amaroq had even materialized from the shade; knocking the creature off Destiny and pinning it to the ground. Suddenly. The beast decomposed. Disappeared. Retreated. Amaroq knew the SLers were gone. The sense of evil magic in the air was leaving. Death and destruction was left behind.
The black wolf turn to his mate; nudging her with his nose lovingly. Making sure she was alright. Telling her that it was over. They had to go on now. ...-[/glow]
[glow=lightsteelblue,3,300]’GoldenWind?’<br> -A soft yet worried voice called out as a jet-black young adult stepped out of the shades and towards the fallen wolfess. Ebony closed in on his friend with caution, hoping for the best yet expecting the worst. He’d come to help out in the brawl despite his father’s protest. He’d sensed the battle coming to a close, but he knew it wasn’t over. He touched the female’s shoulder with his glossy, black nose and laid down beside her to keep her warm til she woke; to watch over her while she rested…-[/glow][/b] [Aww. Coot! I found it funny how all yew ppl were taking characters out, and I kept adding characters in XD Keep posting on here tho. The battle’s over, but the board is still for RPing. Any evil wolf yew take out from here goes back to the SLs; any good goes to the council ]
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Post by Lunar on May 16, 2003 22:09:24 GMT -5
[glow=purple,2,300]-Lunar watched the remaining were's disappear and turned to count her losses...The bodies were torn badly..burnt or covered in soot..It would be impossible to tell...She heard Amtul's call, the call to everyone to the meeting place, the council and let her own howl loose. She was not broken..No Curse had helped her break the barriors that held magick in, but she was far from being broken...She sent her members to the council, but she herself teleported to Frost, placing a paw on her shoulder she teleported them both to the safety of the council walls..and then called again for Crystal, whereever she might be..and to Old Maid and the pups, no longer safe despite the fact that they remained in the haven..She would send someone to get them...As soon as she found out about Pryde, stepping out onto the ledge overlooking the land she howled once again...Stronger than before...to reassure her packmembers, as well as to, once again, call them to her-[/glow]
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on May 17, 2003 16:02:23 GMT -5
-Tweak's eyes creased as she tried to smile half heartedly. crimson blossomed from the sharp rock she had landed upon, but she tried to ignore it for the time being. she lurched forward, almost tripping over her own stained paws- -Omen stopped in his tracks, alert at something not there. his eyes seem like porcelein, his body convulses. he slowly walks away, off of the battlefield, bound for the WF council area. his healing may be needed there. (the only problem is, he cant heal himself...just others ? but thats okay, cuz he's a priest and wasnt hurt) -As the dust clears, Avalanche lies in a heap of matted, rotting flesh. the bloodied mass heaves upward and he emerges, spitting out diseased fur. unscathed, the old general steps out of the heap and stretches, looking about for Graeboe, the one he had come in after.- -Grae sits alone, blood pouring from the flesh dangling against his head, which used to be an ear. his breath comes in rasps, carressing the bitter sorrow he felt. he glanced at Ku's body, and howled. a lonely, bitter howl. then he stands, slowly walking to Avalanche, and the two follow Omen- =Twig drops the quill gratefully. five full pages. his hands are very sore now. removing his spectacles, he sits upon the ground and picks the quill up again. slowly he etches the title onto the first page. 'It Begins'= -the centaur had vanished, as silent as he had come. he would wait...this battle was over-
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Post by GoldenWind on May 17, 2003 21:05:52 GMT -5
[glow=silver,2,300]-GoldenWind laid there, her eyes closed and unresponsive. She heard a voice, knew it was familiar but she was too tiered to comprehend who it was. She was happy for the warmth, happy that someone was there yet her mind couldn’t comprehend who it was. So there she laid, her energy slowly returning. She waited until she had enough energy for her to function properly not until she was fully rested. Then she opened her eyes, but instead of them being their usual bright golden color, they were more of a duller gold due to her exhaustion and the pain she had felt earlier. Her eyes locked on Ebony and she smiled glad it was him.- “Hey…” –she slowly sat up on two wobbly front legs.- “Thanks..for staying here..with er..me. You didn’t have too..but you could if you wanted too..so I suppose you wanted too..or something like that.. –suddenly she felt awkward for a reason she couldn’t explain or rather a reason she felt she couldn’t explain and as she looked around trying to shake off the feeling of awkwardness she noticed that barely anyone was left, all that seemed left was the bodies of the dead.- “Where..where is everyone?”[/glow]
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Post by Wonder on May 18, 2003 17:41:58 GMT -5
[glow=gainsboro,3,300]-Spirit stayed by Tweak as they walked on to the nearby council; his rich grayish-black coat masked with blood and fresh wounds. His eyes had gained a bluish tint; now a slate gray instead of nearly black. Cautious and ready for anything, he lead the remaining wolves toward the meeting…- [/glow]
[glow=lightsteelblue,3,300]-Ebony’s own watery-bloo eyes opened as he heard GW scurry around. He patiently waited her to awake; returning her smile as he rose to his feet as well…-
‘Yew okay there?’<br> -He asked with a genuine concern, partly amused by her normal mix of wording…-
‘No worries. I just had to keep yew warm and stuff while yew were out. What happened?…’
-The black-dominated male continued, his eyes scanning the blood covered land that lay around them, noting as well that most of the others had gone by now. The snowy white small snowflake and water drop combined marking on his right paw gave off a small glow, and hew knew that he was being called by his father...-
‘Seems they all headed for the council. Lunar’s gonna hold a meeting. We should get going…’
-He spread his wings and looked to GW, questioning whether or not she would be able to fly…-[/glow][/b]
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Post by GoldenWind on May 18, 2003 19:29:20 GMT -5
[glow=silver,2,300]-GW looks around slowly while listening to Ebony, taking in the bloody battlefield that only a while ago, she was fighting on. It still slightly dazed her.- ‘Me? Yea I’m fine, thanks again for staying though..it was..well…nice I suppose.’ -she nods smiling slightly- ‘It wasn’t like I fainted from battle wounds or anything..it was the loss of energy from the magic. You do know that I am the guardian of air right?’ –she said while smirking. She was excited that now unlike when she was younger she actually had magic and that it came in handy in tough situations. Yet her thoughts on magic were cut short as Ebony mentioned ‘meeting’- ‘ Another one? Like the one before we came back home?’ –she took another glance at the bloody battlefield- ‘It should be..interesting.’ –With that she opened her golden and red wings and for a few seconds she hovered in the air wobbly, regaining her balance but finally she knew it was alright- ‘Ok..let's go..’[/glow]
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Post by Wonder on May 18, 2003 19:37:34 GMT -5
[glow=lightsteelblue,3,300]-Ebony smiled slightly as he waited for the wolfess to steady herself; his watery bluish-black wings flapping gently...-
‘Course I know yew're a guardian. I make it my job to know these things. Seems like yew put yewr gift to good use...'
-He flipped in the air; changing his direction toward the mountain that concealed the council. On the ground, along with in the air, loner wolves were also heading there...-
‘This meeting's gonna be different. I don't know how, but it's important. And we're going to be staying in the Council until the war is over. All of us. It's the only place left untouched. The only place where everyone can be protected at once...'
-His voice tone changed as he sighed; his eyes on the road ahead. Whatever came, they'd get through it. Once way or another…-[/glow]
[Alrite folks. This is over. No more posting here =) Everyone report to the council...]
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