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Post by Snow™ on Jan 14, 2008 19:52:15 GMT -5
Waiting for my sweet revenge, Waiting, so I might avenge, The wrongs that have been done, Yeah- you better run. A snarl leapt from my maw as pain attacked my nape. I bucked, wheeling, yet, Bruno's jaws were firmly planted in my neck. It was too deep, his hold, to allow simply a chunk of my skin to be ripped out. Half of his hold was in a scar, so it wasn't as painful as it should have been- but shit. It was painful. I kept snarling, eyes rolling, as I moved about, trying to shake him. Anger tingled throughout my body, much like the feeling of pleasure or happiness should. Suddenly, I grew still, blood dripping from my neck, and falling into Bruno's mouth and to the ground. If I were to have a disease, you'd have it, by consuming my blood. Foolish pup. I chortled, coughing. Foam sizzled lightly around my teeth, falling out of my mouth. I started laughing, head held low, body shaking with Bruno's harsh movements. Blood spilled-nothing new. He wasn't near my jugular, so I wasn't worried, much. I laughed, the laughter bubbling up my throat and spilling into the air. Laugher- it rolled around the meadow, playing amongst the grass and creatures that moved around me. I stopped, speaking with hate. You. You colored pelts. Killed everyone. My mum- pa. My. I paused, swallowing, yelping slightly from the teeth that just happened to be biting in my neck. My words were forced. You're monsters. I may be one now. But you were. And you always will be. You automatically didn't like me because of my condition. If I had come into here- like Amira had, healthy, and such, you wouldn't have had a problem. Fucking color pelts. Burn in hell. With this, I ripped myself away from Bruno, only allowing a small chunk of my nape to be ripped away. I rolled, smushing the cut into the dirt, to keep blood from spewing. It hardened quicker like that- I would worry about cleaing it out later. I turned on Bruno, snarling. Blind automatically snapped, his backside facing mine, snarling at where Saidin and Kota would be. We were a team, me and Blind. Blind was impaired, but he was a good fighter. While we were both tired, we had the agility to jump here, and there, making little cuts. You didn't rush in to kill. You tired them out, waited for them to fall. Then you took them out. Make their deaths a shame. Cause they're the ones to blame. Keep them at bay. They have nothing to say.[/i][/b]
[[AHAH. I wrote that little poem that's before & after the post. I feel cool. BD]]
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Post by Kota on Jan 14, 2008 20:35:24 GMT -5
She could see the action taking place in her mind, almost as if she were watching from an angle not quite within her own body. The scene before her played out in slow motion. No matter how hard she tried in that moment, she couldn't hold back the yelp as her skin broke. Her balance swayed between her paws; instant pain that flared within her left shoulder pushed the majority of her weight onto her right. But it was that same pain that pulled her out of her fear, allowing her to flinch back into Saidin as the blind wolf made for his second lunge. A whine broke her thoughts, but she pushed it back. She stared back defiently as the wolf broke free of the 'colored-pelts' grasp, ignoring each and every word of the insane pup-hood tale. Everyone had a story.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 15, 2008 16:51:43 GMT -5
Saidin froze, only able to watch for a moment as the tension in the group snapped. Snarls and pained yelps erupted as fighting broke out, then Bruno was on the filthy albino and Blind was assaulting Kota. How arrogant Sweeper was, claiming they only detested him for his current condition! As if his ATTITUDE had nothing to do with it! Well, the albino couldn't possibly find himself any allies here, not after a malicious display like this. Certain that Bruno ought to be able to handle Sweeper, at least for the moment, Saidin rushed into the fray just as Kota backed into him. Brushing around her, he added his own furious growl to the racket as he shoved himself between Kota and Blind. Gathering himself, he leapt at the eyeless wolf, trying to pin the other to the ground. Teeth gnashed indiscriminately through the air, searching for fur and flesh.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 15, 2008 19:29:03 GMT -5
Ooc:; I'm making Sweetsnow's profile, then bringing her into this board. She knows Sweeper personally. -grins-
Fur and teeth were flying through the air, from what Bruno could hear. He heard heavy footsteps, the brush of two bodies. The male- Saidin, was attacking him. Blind snarled, twisting around, his haunch catching one of Saidin's snaps. He wheeled, teeth aimed for what Blind calculated to be Saidin's neck. He stopped short, a grin crossing his gnarled facade. Insanity was Sweeper's best quality, why couldn't it be his? He skidded, past Saidin, putting distance between them, before turning, and running straight for him, as far as he knew. Mouth hung agape, paws splaying out before him, as he ran.
Blind was about to fight Saidin, running towards him... like I had in a fight not too long ago. I snarled, glancing to Amira. Something about her... She looked so damn familiar. I shook my head, audits flicking. I forgot Bruno, waiting for Blind to be just the right distance from Saidin. I know this move. I taught it to Blind. Man- he sure does come in handy. I grinned, lowering my body slightly, in wait. It shouldn't be that long- Blind's pretty fast
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Post by bruno on Jan 15, 2008 19:58:33 GMT -5
As Bruno's jaw unattached from the albinos neck, he barked insanely with his bloody teeth clamping loudly as if to make a 'chomping' noise. His tail was erect and his face was, strange. He was angry for the first time in a long time. As his paws moved him slowly and swiftly on the soft terrain leading him to stand next to Saidin. Bruno's instinct told him that Saidin wanted Kota safe, if anything, he would probably risk his life for hers. His mind glimpsed at a past death, and flickered back to Saidin blocking Kota. His slightly bulky body stood firm, and his breathing became labored (ooc: not that kind xD).
BIC: --Loud pants where the only thing he could hear. Everything was a rush at this point, and it was hard for him to focus, but he tried his best to keep the two freaks in sight.
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Post by Kota on Jan 15, 2008 20:28:24 GMT -5
Her mind pushed back the pain as much as she could- the situation around her needed more attention than some pathetic little wound made by a retarded brute. Her shoulder flared with a renewed rush of attention as she made a step forward, gaze falling upon the insane wolf. Instantly her auds shot forward, erect in dire panic. That look.. Her maw shook quickly and she barked; a curse at the gray wolf who now enclosed her away from what lay just beyond her. She could almost see it happening- a distraction of something or some sort. Her paws shifted with panic and fear for Saidin, optics glaring at the gray wolf with a hate he wouldn't understand. If it was as she thought, then it was the cheapest of tricks- if anything at all. Auds falling back flat to her head, she could only see one way out of helping Saidin getting out of the situation unharmed, and it involved the smallest amount of thought to her own safety. And even then she wasn't sure if it would work. Hopefully, he would remain focessed on the Retard long enough. With a small winced-related frown, she edged the small distance towards Saidin, muscles rippling slightly as she readied her movement, needing only to move a fraction of a second too early for the plan to fail.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 15, 2008 20:46:50 GMT -5
Blood! Before Saidin could adjust his grip for a deeper bite Blind had whirled away, coming dangerously close to Saidin's throat. He'd have to watch out for that... The large black wolf lunged several paces after the blinded wolf before halting in confusion as the arctic turned and rushed toward him. Such a reckless attack had to be highly unlikely to succeed, even if the other wolf could see. As it was, Blind couldn't really expect to do any harm like that, could he? Puzzled, Saidin quickly and quietly sidestepped out of the way, crouching in an effort to make his scent less noticable to the charging wolf. Then, when Blind was juuusst passing him, he would surge forward. That ought to hurt, make Blind think twice. Saidin grinned toothily, tail sweeping the air just above the ground in eagerness for the planned attack.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 19, 2008 14:45:19 GMT -5
I snarled ever so lightly as Saidin moved, shifting my weight as I watched Blind, as he slowed down, sniffing at the air. But he caught nothing, so he sped up again, barreling past. I flew, just as Blind passed in between us, jumping infront of Saidin and snarling. Blind whirled around, before skidding, falling into a tree. I turned, chuckling at Blind's stupidity, before backing away from Saidin. Clarity struck my mind, and I whirled, springing towards Kota. I turned again, as Blind heard me, snarling lightly at Kota, then turning to Saidin and Bruno, facing them both. Bruno had gone into a rage, obviously not totally in his own head. I turned, crazed with alertness... if that was a word. I stood, rump faced toward Kota. Amira had been quiet- I knew not her intentions any longer. Blind was behind Bruno and Saidin, unsure of my plans, as was I.
She sniffed at the ground, the scents of two female wolven and four males ran around in her nares, making her sneeze. She lifted her shaggy head, her winter coat not yet shed. She turned towards the group, ignoring a rabbit that skittered across her path. She heard snarls- yelps. Confused, she cocked her head, audits pricked towards them. She was careful, proceeding. Bodess slunk low, towards the ground, yellow orbs glaring around. She caught up, as a white wolven ran past her, watching as an albino danced, blocking the female away from some male. She snarled, looking at Bruno, then Saidin. They weren't doing much. She cocked her head, still confused, as Blind ran past her again, posistioning himself behind the two males. What was he- Oh. She understood. Sweeper. What the HELL are you doing here?
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Post by Kota on Jan 19, 2008 16:39:08 GMT -5
Muscles which were tense for that very moment- the moment the albino would spring- twitched in effort. Her reactions were slowing, but it mattered not. His course remained the same and the blind wolf had done no less than she had expected. On-the-other-hand, the albino had not... She was wrong. She filled in the short distance between herself and Saidin with two quickly paced bounds, but she stalled within the last second, skidding across grass which was damp under her thick leather pads; her own pelt barely scraping across Saidin's own. Her maw shook with exagerated vigor and her bound continued without a thought. Anger flared as the albino laughed; no doubtedly at her attempt to knock Saidin aside from their combo'd effort. A growl rumbled deep within her throat as he then proceded to turn his back on her. Big mistake- never turn your back on an enemy. Her haunches lowered, hind paws tensing once more, beforing springing her entire body off the ground and into the albino. Her pounce had begun with his back turned although as soon as her jaws had parted in a barking snarl- teeth begging to rip at the wolf's rotten flesh- she had noted he had begun to turn. Had he heard her coming..?
Regardless of whether or not he had heard her, she had already entered the assault.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 19, 2008 16:57:27 GMT -5
You- I was stopped from talking to this new femme as Kota pounced on me. I snarled viciously, flinging myself about. I turned, meeting her, teeth bared- ready for attack.
Sweetsnow watched as Kota attacked Sweeper, surprised at her ferocity. She turned, watching as Blind slunk towards them. She turned, teeth clamping on to Blind's neck, twisting him to the ground and pinning him there. Sweeper! Get out. Now. She snarled towards him, paying no attention to Blind's whimpering.
Don't tell me what to do, wench. I forgot about Kota, which was a big mistake- allowing her a clear shot at me. I watched as Blind was pinned to the ground, then felt the impact of Kota's attack. I was thrown to the ground, her maws snapping at me- blood spilling from somewhere- I didn't know nor care where. I sprang up, shaking Kota off, and hightailed it out of there. I couldn't take any more. Yeah- I was leaving Blind.
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Post by Kota on Jan 19, 2008 17:12:43 GMT -5
It wouldn't have been hard for the albino to fling her off as quickly as he managed- Kota wasn't a particullarily heavy wolf. Standing at only 20", she weighed a lot less than that of the average female. Although, unlike the average female she still had room to grow. Still, she may have been considered small, even for her age. Her body hit with a thud, the world spinning around her as her wound being the first in contact with the ground. She made no sound save that of her heavy panting, even as the pain shot up through her body like a fire, soon numbing with the cool damp. That small last burst was the last in her. In a way, she was almost grateful the damned beast had ran. Regardless, at least she managed to puncture his skin, if not once. It was payback and he deserved what he got.
The nightmare was over. Finally..
With a heavy sigh, she didn't even look up to see Saidin. In fact, both he and the other wolves were momentarily forgotten. Instead, her head remained flat across the ground, closed in simple delight.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 19, 2008 17:19:30 GMT -5
She sighed, as Sweeper ran off, glad for it. She looked down at Blind, pushing off of him, and watching as he ran off. She hadn't recognized him- sadly. She looked to Kota, trotting softly over to her, brushing past the male wolven. Sweeper is screwed up. And you took a nasty fall. You okay?She said quietly, grey pelt rippling as she moved around Kota, towards her crania, instead of her back. She sat down, obviously intending to talk to someone- the lot of them made it seem she was invisible. She winced as she saw a sliver of the cut that Kota had landed on, by cocking her head to the side, ever so slightly. As she waited for Kota to reply, she looked up at Blind, as he trotted away, limping. Something about him seemed va-. Knook. No- it couldn't be. Sweeper had surely killed him. She watched as he turned back to the group, a sorrowful howl exploding from his muzzle. Sweetsnow smiled slightly- so, he was sorry.
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Post by Kota on Jan 19, 2008 17:30:48 GMT -5
Pale blue optics fluttered open with obvious surprise, as well as slight scourn. She thought she'd be allowed to rest. Apparently, the newly arrived fem supposed otherwise... Her maw lifted from the floor, optics narrowing with a wary concern of the new wolf. Of course she was wary of the her; she happened to be laying across the ground with a wound, never mind the level of exhaustion she felt. Her paws shuffled across the ground as she struggled to rise. But none-the-less she managed it herself. "I guess I am supposed to call the disgrace of wolven kind by his calling.." Her own voice was low, nothing but hate resigning the young female's tone. Slowly, her auds tipped back, noting the wolf before her would be able to take her down in mere moments. So, within the presence of this new profile, she remained standing. At least this way she'd be able to dodge any attack. "I'm fine." She hesitated, optics flickering away from the female for the briefest of seconds, before relunctantly adding a quick: "Thank you."
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 19, 2008 17:40:13 GMT -5
Sweetsnow noted Kota's obvious surprise and distaste towards herself, and backed away, crania, though proud, lowering. She wasn't one to show submission- but she herself was tired. She turned, watching Blind once more, before the brute dissapeared. Snow turned, staring at Kota. I am no threat- though I suppose you are allowed to take me as one. Should I have been sensitive, though, you might have offended me. She said, lightly, no insulting tones in her voice. She turned, licking her shoulder. Should Kota decide to attack her- Snow would be easily killed. But trust was something Snow had easily handing out to this pack, already. She wasn't naive- she was simply too old-feeling to be wary. One day, these four might learn that. She looked quietly to the other femme, then back at Kota. The name is Sweetsnow. Call me Snow, if you will. I was in a pack that Sweeper had harrassed. I address him by his name because it is good to know your enemies. She said, calmly. Audits flicked lazily, now that Sweeper was gone. She knew he wouldn't be running about, spying. He was injured fairly- a cut on his nape, and his shoulder, as well as the bite Kota had ripped out of him. Snow lowered her bodess to the ground, talking once more. I'll let you be now. Just wanted to get acquainted- make sure you weren't hurt. But with the recent appearance of Road Sweeper- I'm sure you bare no trust for newcomers. She smiled bitterly, before looking around, unsure of her next move. She could leave- but that would make her vunerable to Sweeper. Staying here- she'd look like she was making herself at home- which is what she intended to do, but she didn't want to be rude.
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Post by Kota on Jan 19, 2008 17:55:16 GMT -5
Despite her apparent attitude toward the wolf, Kota was really just scared. She wasn't young enough to be a pup, and it was this that she reminded herself constantly. Look after your own hind. Although, as the femme spoke, her auds dipped further. Her fear of wolves was in her own personality- she was just as fearful of Saidin when they'd first met than with this wolf now. Though as the silence was broken by the female's reply, her mind snapped back to reality, no longer free to wander within her own thoughts. Her chest inflated soundlessly with pride as she spoke of threats, though soon deflated with her words. Kota remained silent while the wolf, Sweetsnow (or Snow), spoke. Optics widened from their narrowed state, soon narrowing once more. This time they hold no caution- but sorrow for Snow. Sweeper had done to her what he was soon to do here. If it weren't for her, that was... She should be thankful- not give her the cold shoulder. Maw dropping her in her own shame, her hind lowered to the floor in a slight increase of respect. She still held no trust for the femme, but she took her words into careful consideration. As Snow prepared to step away, her gaze fell to the floor, staring as the grass played within the breeze of a faint wind. ".. I'm Kota." She mummered, feeling suddenly shy in her presence.
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