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Post by Snow™ on Jan 7, 2008 22:07:01 GMT -5
Well cut you down to size you scum of the earth We lay you down the rules you must observe We tell you how it is you watch and learn Legal rights gone don't be absurd
You think I'm an idiot. You think I'm alone. You think I've got no-one to support me? Think again. I just smiled at Saidin, not saying anything, tail twitching. I turned, hearing footsteps, listening to the heavy breathing of Blind. The fool caught up to me, panting like crazy. I turned on him, with such speed, he didn't react. The left side of his face had a gash, bleeding profusely. He didn't yelp- he accepted the punishment. He lowered his head, then neared me, side pressed against mine. I looked back up to Saidin, after sniffing maws with my... servant? Companion, rather. I snorted, sneezing slightly. Blind was shivering, cold, for some odd reason. We both remained silent, blood running down Blind's maw, and staining the ground. I stared, still silent as a corpse, at Saidin. I looked to Amira, then to Bruno, checking on their posistions. If one of them decided to attack, I needed to leave Blind, again. I'd have to back up, sidejump, and hall ass into the trees, maybe even try to climb one. Even though I stunk, I knew how to hide it. I looked to Blind, blinking at him. He knew. He understood. He was to sacrifice himself for me, if need be. Your life in their hands they'll fuck it up Open your mouth and they'll shut you up So get a new suit and comb your hair Smarten up... you know its not fair
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Post by bruno on Jan 7, 2008 22:11:44 GMT -5
"This is the only land I have found for miles and miles. I've ran, hallucinating things from hunger. This may not be our land, but soon someone will rule, and I shall be there to rein as well." Bruno was disappointed with Amira's decision. He thought to himself, 'Amira is not the allie.' He turned toward her firmly and lifted his tail, "Then may you die in battle as well." Then quickly spun to face Sweeper. "You are pathetic, you care solely for yourself. You're a disgrace to our species." He didn't snarl, he didn't growl, he didn't actually do anything. His pupils grew stricter.
Was he a fool? Why didn't he attack when they where weaker? He knew why, he felt it was not right for him to be a pack leader. He was a follower. Let them figure it out. Once again, help just isn't his forte lately.
Then his mind flipped. This was his chance. What would they do if Bruno, sly-guy Bruno, was brought to the top? His thoughts where crazy and incomplete. Yes, he thought, he might as well be a fool. If an attack was brought on him, he would have to fight, but he learned much from his mistakes in his previous pack, he will give no mercy.
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Post by Kota on Jan 8, 2008 5:22:17 GMT -5
It had taken Kota a while to find the correct path, for it seemed that Saidin had been everywhere within the area of the den. The winds had seemed to calm, too. Which made it not only harder to find Saidin, but it also was a lot more difficult to indicate whether It was nearby. Her tail swayed with a furious determination- she would find Saidin whether he liked it or not. With a flick of her muzzle, she lowered her snout to the ground, following the strongest scent that led away from the den. It wasn’t uncommon that his scent would fade into the soil, seemingly disappearing for several steps. Despite this, she’d soon find herself back on the trail. It was about 100 paces that the groups muffled voices caught in her audits, allowing them to twitch back and maw to raise from her livid concentration. There, she found a scene she never thought she’d experience within her life- it seemed as if four wolves were separated into two sides; two white and two colored. Their words were inaudible, too far for the curious femme to pay attention to. It was their actions that marked the scene as the strangest; one of the larger hued wolves was lowered like it was to fight another. A shiver passed through her when- upon closer inspection- realisation told her the wolf was Saidin. Her muzzle rose into the air, snout twitching, only to confirm her theory. For that brief second, she wanted to leap with joy... Until several other scents filled her mind- one being that of the wolf who had attempted to hunt her down. It wasn’t long before a third white pelted wolf joined the group, out numbering Saidin and the other. Fear flared before anger, a snarl erupting from her throat. Now that she realised it, tension filled the air, almost as if it was that alone that pushed the wolves down in their defensive stances. Her tail twitched, but she kept her distance. Surely they’d notice her, if not sooner than later. Every inch of muscle pleaded her to bound the remaining distance and test her weight against that of the white pelted horror; it took every ounce of strength to hold her back. And even from here she noted they were around the same size, and she still had room to grow. But she was mindful of her body, and she knew how the exercises she had put herself through had strained her. Close to her limit. And she was also conscious- mainly through past experiences- that it could be more harm than good if she were to interfere with a fight she didn’t belong to. Although, regardless of the fact, she knew deep down that even if they were to start, she would be in the scene within an instant, and she wouldn’t think twice to stop herself. If need be, she would fight along side Saidin.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 8, 2008 7:57:21 GMT -5
Staring at the timely appearance of another wolf, this one apparently allied with the albino, Saidin could only stare, bewildered, at the scene unfolding before him. Violent abuse, mistreatment... iron domination. Why would the wolf put up with such brutality from the albino? Closer inspection brought the answer- or, what had to be the answer. The submissive wolf had no eyes... they were just gone. Shocked, he blurted, "What did you do," speaking not to the blinded wolf, but the albino. His gaze shifted to Sweeper, then to Amira, silently asking how she could possibly want to side with such savagery. He glanced past her, not because of any scent– the wind was in the wrong direction for that– but he thought he'd seen a flicker of motion, somewh... Kota!! Eyes widening, he almost took a step in her direction. Remembering where he was, and who he was with, he froze and quickly looked away, back at Amira, at Sweeper and his sidekick.
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Post by bruno on Jan 8, 2008 15:50:47 GMT -5
A grieving expression gave way from Bruno's maw. His body was beginning to pump with adrenaline. He looked at the albino's friend, who seemed quick to deliver himself for his master, and back at the albino. "You are pathetic to make this wolf work for you like this, and under these conditions. You make me sick." Out of the corner of Bruno's orb he spotted Saidin's attention sway to a relatively distant place where another wolf stood. He didn't know who it was, but the expression in his eyes meant it must have been the one he was looking for, this Kota chick. His eyes shot back to Sweeper. He was in a dominating stance and peered over to Amira who had no fear of the roaming wolves.
Bruno wasn't positive he would be backed up if anything where to happen. Tired of the drama, he began circling the albinos and questioning them. "Why are you here?" Every word he spoke came out in a snarl, teeth bared with a hellacious tone. "What have you done to your so called, 'friend'?" His circle began getting tighter and his patience span was unwinding. "Ahh." His tone grew somewhat lighter, "You did this so you could seem like the almighty whatever you want to call it, but in turn you look like a coward. That's right.. you're a coward for letting any of this happen. You think you speak so cunningly, but you sound like you're having troubles my friend, with coming up with something to say..." Then back to a distraught yet angered tone, "You need to leave Kota, Saidin and the rest of the roaming alone." His pelt hair began to rise on his spine as if it was brushed backwards. "If you feel the need to give someone hell, make it me... not your torn to shreds partner." Finally, the last sign, his ears where pinned to his skull. "You heard me you bag of shi*. You wanted to strike fear into us, but you are nothing. Do you hear me? You are nothing." He kept circling the two, keeping deep eye contact with Sweeper, and glancing at his partner.
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Post by sleety on Jan 8, 2008 18:26:39 GMT -5
Watching the fight unfold, alarm sparked and jumped from nerve to nerve throught Amira's body. 'Currently it's two on two- I don't particuarily count the blind wolf as much help. I have no clue how this... this other albino fights, but it seems Saidin and Bruno are itching for an attack.' Her ears pinned to her head, and her body lowered, her lip curling up into a snarl. The stance was half fear, half rage. Who were they to question her decision? They were the one acting like freaks and judging way too quickly. This whole fight was based off a wrong assumption, a jibe. "Fools," she growled, the sound gutteral and rather strange, coming from the female. She was small, therefore her larynx was smaller than most, giving her a rather soft speaking voice. But now, it was filled with emotion, fired up, easy to hear and rather viciuos. "Jumping to conclusions, jumping to fighting, no skill planning at all," she snorted, backing up a couple of steps, leaving Bruno only circling Sweeper and Blind. Usually, she was most loyal to the best fighter, but there was something about this albino that... she wasn't quite sure how to phrase it, even to herself. Maybe she connected with him? Who knew, but it seemed as if they had already marked her as an enemy. If they were to spill blood because she stood up to them, so be it.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 8, 2008 19:31:54 GMT -5
OOC:; My inner self is pissed. So Sweeper might me a little less crazy, and a little more angry. Sorry. D: Stuff happened, and I'm not sure why, but I'm so pissed off. D:
Who the fuck are you to judge me, Bruno? Stop being so dramatic. 'Oh, you're nothing, scumbag.' Your words don't phase me! Why would they? I mean, they're just words. Circling me doesn't make me nervous. I could easily escape, if you haven't noticed. Kota, over there... I jabbed my head in her direction, Wouldn't be able to hold me off. Running doesn't make me a coward. It lets me live. I'm not in good condition now, but if I get out of here alive, which, heh, I probably will, I'll prosper. Believe me. This is the worst shape I've been in since... The accident. And if you wanna know why I'm screwed up, why don't you ask your racist self? Pinning me and these other two wolven because we stick out? Why don't you go analyze yourself before judging me, or this femme? Rage was surging through me. These wolves weren't any different. Not at all. Saidin cared about Kota, that's all I knew. And if I wanted to get to him, I'd have to get to Kota. And you, Saidin. Bruno over here may seem like Mr. Quiet, but what makes you think that when you trust him, he won't challenge you? Brutes do that, don't you know? I felt Blind nuzzle my shoulder ever so lightly, knowing what I was about to do. His scratch had hardened, a shiney scab over the gash. I shuddered, shoving past Bruno. He wasn't my buisness. I stared at Saidin, china blue eyes staring into his own. Who are you to tell me who I am? If I don't recall, you said the lands weren't claimed. When, yes, not if, when, I come back, I'll be sure to single you out. Your racist ways will never be accepted. Even some decent Color-pelts would be disgusted at your actions today. I never said I was perfect. And, I raised my voice, I never said I had a way with words. I hissed, bristling. There were too many wolves. Kota would fight for Saidin, but who knew what kind of shape she was in. Bruno would be the worst- he'd put up a grand fight. I decided not to throw anything into the circle today- Blind was tired from running, and I was tired from running as well.
}}Blind{{ His maw was better, not stinging as much, though it hurt him greatly. His auds flicked as he heard them insult Sweeper, and he himself. He raised his maw, turning his head in the general direction of Bruno. He spoke, in an actual sentence, for the first time in... ever. I serve Sweeper because he saved my life. You, while I can not see you, are very arrogant. He said calmly, voice surprisingly level and clear. He felt Sweeper move forward, leaving Bruno to circle only him, since the female had stepped back. She doubted him- this he could tell quite easily. He turned his head, audits flicking towards Kota, before turning back to Bruno. Arrogance is a bad trait, my friend. He spoke, shaking his weary head. Not that you are. My friend, I mean. He added. He was alot more sane than Sweeper, but sometimes he wished he wasn't. Then his impairment wouldn't seem as bad. He hated it sometimes. But then again. He didn't know the truth. The one he wanted most to be like, because of his blindness, caused it.
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Post by bruno on Jan 8, 2008 19:46:23 GMT -5
Bruno's immediately stopped circling, "You probably mean no harm injured one, and he might have saved your life, but he isn't good. Something doesn't smell right." He turned to yell towards Sweeper, "You... How can you say that I am arrogant? You where first to come spreading these foul words about color-pelted and how you taunted Saidin about Kota's disappearance. I'm just protecting what little I have now. I might be arrogant, but that is one thing I can say I am. What can you say for yourself? ... that's what I thought." Bruno had finally calmed and turned away from the confrontation. The argument was clearly over. So he headed out to find something to eat.
Maybe another day would roll past. He repeated in a ritual manner; I serve to protect. I am a protector. I fear little, and battle much. I serve to protect. I am a protector. I fear little... his eyes began to droop as he faded into the distance.
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Post by Kota on Jan 8, 2008 21:32:00 GMT -5
Her snout lifted into the air once more, trying to recognise the scent of the newest wolf. If she could place him with the demented wolf, then she would know who to attack. If need be. Despite her efforts, she had no source of knowing- when she was ‘chased’, she had only detected one, and that one scent alone. Her maw lowered again, almost certain she had seen Saidin notice her. Teeth slowly forming a hateful snarl as the nameless color-pelted wolf began to circle the two wolves, soon it only forming one as the first white wolf stepped towards Saidin. Eyes narrowed and hackles rose. Who was he to air authority to these wolves..? Best of all, who was he to hunt another wolf with no regards to innocence. Her body lowered further, muscles rippling to pounce upon the wolf. It wasn’t long after that the nameless wolf begun to walk away from the group- leaving Saidin alone against the three. A surprised growl erupted from her throat, only angering the femme further. What was he doing…? Did it mean that the dispute was over, or did the wolf just not want any part of it anymore..? A single aud rose, trying to catch words that the wind may carry towards her. Failing, she stepped forward once every few seconds, narrowing in. The distance was too great if she were needed within a fight, and now that Saidin was alone, she could only assume would be needed sooner.
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Post by bruno on Jan 9, 2008 15:07:31 GMT -5
Out from the shadows Bruno returned to check up on the dispute. Noticing that Kota had moved in closer to the rest of the wolves. He felt guilty for just disappearing and leaving them to fend for themselves.
His body was stiff and direct. He moved swiftly in a trot with his spine completely level through out his entire body. An immediate stop facing the three and Saidin. His temper flared and his patience was shot. His ears at attention, but this time, Bruno wasn't going to say anything. He just wanted to back up the only wolf he knew in these lands... Saidin. Remembering his calming method he began to repeat, "I am a protector. I serve to protect. I fear little yet battle much. His mind was prancing and singing the song over and over again.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 9, 2008 22:31:38 GMT -5
Saidin growled again, hardly able to grasp the sheer amounts of pure evil oozing off the other wolf, surrounding Sweeper like a cancerous aura. "No, I can't know with absolute certainty that he wouldn't eventually challenge me, but I do know that he couldn't possibly do anything as depraved and immoral as YOU would. Given the current choices, I'd take him and half a dozen shifty characters over the one of you." Anger and adrenaline alike surged through him along with a good vein of unease for Kota. He started circling Sweeper and Blind again, partly to try to position himself between them and Kota but mostly because he knew that if he didn't DO something soon he'd start trembling, shaking. THAT was not something he'd like to do in front of the albino– any wolf, really, but especially the albino, and definitely not in a situation like this. His gaze flickered to Bruno briefly as the other wolf returned, and Saidin was grateful to both have the uncertain ally and that he hadn't had to deal with the white-pelted intruders alone. Not that he didn't think he could handle them– he was young and strong, brave and fast, after all– but still, it was nice to have backup.
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Post by bruno on Jan 10, 2008 20:09:57 GMT -5
Bruno watched Saidin as slight seconds past. His heart urged him to move in circles around Sweeper and Blind to encourage Saidin to step forward. His eyes where shifty; moving from wolf to wolf. The expression on his face now was just pure hatred. He believed a leader needed to step up soon, and he wasn't going to stop Saidin from taking the spot, though Bruno would die for a position as such. As Saidin's body crept in circles around the two, he kept directly across from his position.
He kept constant movement, steady momentum kept his heart rate low. He wasn't positive on making a first move, but if Saidin somehow gave some sort of signal, Bruno wouldn't wait another second.
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Post by Kota on Jan 14, 2008 10:30:52 GMT -5
She had had enough. With a snarl paws swept forward, covering the remaining ground as quickly as she had earlier. She noted that Saidin had begun to curve around, but it didn’t stop her. Instead, she curved her path around Saidin, swerving back at the last moment, positioning herself in front of him. The fear she had felt towards the wolf from earlier was banished; she could see him now and he wasn’t something within the trees. With a sudden halt, claws digging up grass, a right paw rose swiping at the creature’s maw. She didn’t intentionally aim to hit, and neither did she want to. But her temper had flared and there was no telling where the blow would hit, if at all. Her teeth had bared, the pink of her gums flashing with the deepened snarl. A bark of anger escaped her throat as she spoke, mixed with that of a deep growl. “Leave us be, you pathetic excuse of a wolf.” Her haunches had lowered; tense, ready to react save for the albino swiping back. No longer did her coat stand ‘pretty’- each strand stood on end, anger raising her hackles in an angry fashion. It wasn’t long after speaking did the fear begin to settle. In that small outburst, her anger had been completed. She was naught but a year. Hardly even that. What made her think that her ‘prowess’ could over power that of a grown male’s? A slight shudder passed through her, barely visible unless paid attention to closely. The image of her being beaten down with simple swipes didn’t appeal to her as it did with the wolf with no eyes. She almost shook her maw, standing her ground with a fierce determination. She would see through what she had started, and she wouldn’t regret it. And so she held her snarl with the best of her efforts- tail twitching with 'disputed anger'- for she knew that if she were to show so much of an ounce of weakness, the albino would be upon her within moments.
OoC// It's not a lot.. Hopefully enough to get roleplay started back up..? ;~;
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 14, 2008 19:18:29 GMT -5
I grinned as Kota swiped at me, doing a fancy little dodge and shoving Blind into her, letting him receive the blows. He whimpered, but stood there, a snarl growing. Not using his smell to find out the gender, he lashed back, teeth aimed for the direction of Kota's shoulder, before he danced back, brushing my side. I wheeled, bumping my body against his rump so he knew where I was, before coming to his other side. He side stepped, then wheeled again, coming to Kota's side, lashing out once more, at which he could only presume was her neck, his body pressed against hers to assure her presence. He lingered, unsure of what to do next, allowing her a clear shot at his neck or shoulder, before he realized his fault and stumbled away from her. In this fashion, we had attacked Kota. Then we realized our fault- now Bruno, Saidin, and the little bitch would spring on us. I suddenly snarled, most vicously, hackles rising. I was furious, mainly at my own stupidity.
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Post by bruno on Jan 14, 2008 19:34:37 GMT -5
Feelings of sorrow seeped out of Bruno's eyes, as terror was let loose. His teeth were rusted from previous meat as he snarled and jumped for Sweeper's neck. With powerful force he clamped down on his neck, beginning to taste his disgusting rotty hair. With fear in his eyes he realized that this might put him in a vulnerable position, but he was feeling rather good about his decision. He just kept shaking his body vigorously from left to right, like he had just taken down the sweetest tasting meal he had ever caught.
The smell vaporizing itself into his nostrals made him snort multiple times, but to his best ability he kept his eyes on Kota. He wanted to make sure she wasn't injured. His ears where perked forward listening for any hurt cries so he had an excuse to run the Sweeper out of the lands.
He kept his thoughts on rushing the wolves away from the territory
ooc; sorry about the short post Dx
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