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Post by taysha on Feb 25, 2008 18:53:34 GMT -5
Betosa ran to the top of one of the hills and called out."I challenge whoever is leader of this land to a fight for this territoru." Betosa called out to whoever owned this land, he wanted it. He looked out at the land, it was beautiful .His fur bristled with anticipation as he waited for a answer to his challenge. His pelt felt thick and heavy under the mid-day heat, and all of his large muscles were tensed and ready for a fight.
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Post by hero on Feb 25, 2008 22:47:09 GMT -5
Denahi
We're Not Falling In Love......
We're Just Falling Apart The stench of the brute clogged my senses before I heard his words. I was laying within the shade of the woods when the scent came and I snapped up. My muscles grumbled angrily as I moved into a jogging gate. Slowly my muscles warmed and after that I was rocketing toward the hill where the brute stood. Twin harks swiveled as a pair as I took in the weak tone and I could smell the eagerness on the brute. I chuckled within my crania as my off colored orbs glared ahead. They focused sharply onto the stature as I drew closer.
Claws dug into the ground with now resistance as I picked up speed. I thought of Perplexity as my own shrill cry spiraled into the air. It brought a sense of power and protective anger with it as I dove through the river. My fur was slightly wet yet with a shaking motion the droplets shot through the air. The sun caught them making them a brilliant diamond amoung the jade grass. I drew up to the brujo and glared at him as I sized him up. A snarl swung on my lips as I exposed my own raw power yet not all of it. No, I'd save the big guns for later.
"What do you want brute?" |
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Post by taysha on Feb 25, 2008 23:31:27 GMT -5
He sized the male up, he could take him. "I already said what I wanted, but incase you didn't here me, Im here to fight for your territory." He was a bit arragont, yes, but Betosa's muscles were strong and he was young and full of energy. He looked at the male again, he saw his opponents sharp canines and drew his lips back to reveal his own. He wanted this land and wasn't going to leave here without a fight.
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Post by hero on Feb 26, 2008 16:27:36 GMT -5
Denahi
We're Not Falling In Love......
We're Just Falling Apart Once more my off colored optics spent a moment to analyze him. I almost cackled as his arrogance shown through. My own tail curled upwards hair layering down along its hidden spine. Slowly the guards hairs rose on the nape of my neck and along the ridge of my back. they were then followed by the softer under hairs as I grew a size or two out of pure anger. The other brute flashed himself but I was not fazed. I could already see the weakness everyone had at heart. It was that that I would attack. I would drive harder into that spot until my opponent was turned to a sniveling heap.
Claws dug further into the damp ground as birds screeched above. The once peaceful land of Mircadia sensed the anger of its king and the whole earth seemed to tremble. Denahi never usually got angry but when his home was threatened the common blood lust wolves experience was on him. Tough slid across razor sharp ivors as the brute slid open his maw. Words fell out in an informal matter as if he were assuming I was stupid. I was far from that.
My brain moved unusually fast and I could pick out probability quite quickly. Years of training both mind and body through a series of excercises had helped me over the years and soon they would be put to use. Audits flatened themselves against my well furred crania as I snarled angrily at the brute who had disrupted my humble way of life.
"Then let us take this to Blitzkreig. I will not have blood taint my lands." |
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Post by taysha on Feb 26, 2008 17:37:32 GMT -5
Betosa realized he wasn't the only one being arragont, this wolf thought he had already won the battle that was to come. Betosa had more experience than this wolf thought, after all he was a slave most of his life and had learned to fight for what he wanted."To blitzcrieg then." he said with a nod at the wolf. His dark colored fur bristled making his leathe shape look much more muscular than it usually did. If this was to be his new land he didn't want blood spilled either.
ooc-will you make the post, Im on my celly it wont let me
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Post by hero on Feb 26, 2008 20:56:41 GMT -5
OOC: Yes.....this will be my first fight but I don't have time for the real post yet
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