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- Liam Catori - 10-17-2011 [html]
[html] .: Liam can be hurt, minor and more severe wounds are okay. As long as he isn't killed. If I need to edit anything let me know. -stabs newb status- :: 315 words :.
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When battle began Maza’s mind had finally become filled with one thought as he saw the white female among their mass of numbers. She had betrayed her people and spit on the very ground of their leader. He knew she deserved every bit of punishment he was about to deliver to the little bitch. With his massive brown form he cut through the clash easily his large mace batting and winding. He felt frustrated that he could not strike with the same force as usual for his brothers were far too close for his wide swing. It was ok though he thought because his fury had now gained only one goal. His simple mind only ever had one goal in a fight and that was either to win or get revenge. He finally reached her grasped her arm with a feverish tug and raised his mace in the air ready to strike her down for her insubordination. His body tingled with excitement as the female struggled in his tight grasp. He would watch her skull crack and eyes go dead with a grin on his face.
An arrow suddenly whistled through the air slicing into the male’s forearm forcing him to release the girl. Then a large beast of a horse ripped through the chaos narrowly running down the brown guardian. All it took was a few seconds before he realized the female had escaped and his eyes met with a golden hued female. Her smug expression infuriated the male even more. He searched for his mace just barely dodging her arrows as he sought and found the wooden weapon. He grabbed the fallen mace and started for the female only to discover she had followed her friends. That was it… now he had to get revenge. He shoved through the crowd knocking people over in his wake and sought out the little pale girl and her friends. .simgar-a02 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .simgar-a02 p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .simgar-a02 b {color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .simgar-a02 {background-image:url(http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/948/cwt1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-color: #f9f9f9; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; font-family: bookman old style; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:400px; text-align:justify; padding:10px 0px 300px 0px; } </style> - Saxif Goldenfeather - 10-17-2011 [html] WC: 424Yay! War.
Saxif had never felt anything so thrilling and amazing as when her arrows had rushed from her bow into the masses of the enemy. She could not directly aim so she had not been sure if they had actually struck. She knew it was the way of war though and just firing into them felt unlike anything she had ever known. When bodies started to clash she had been forced to use the dangerous looking bow as a staff, its sharp ends scratching and cutting those she swung at. All her troubles all her worries evaporated into nothingness leaving only a warrior atop her steed.
Analise had stayed atop Jager with Saxif. The pair had been watching each other’s backs keeping those who attempted to rip them from the horse well at a distance. She felt a tug at her shoulder after a while as her sister of heart Analise yelled into her ear. The fury of the huntress momentarily subdued as her focus was shifted. She saw Leon rushing toward something so she quickly dug her heels into Jager batting away those who got in their way. Then she saw something that forced her to pull Jager’s reign to a halt. She skillfully and quickly notched an arrow releasing it with a sing into the air. She had only cut the male who threatened to bludgeon Ayasha but she grinned as her action succeeded nonetheless. The large thick brown male needed to be put down, she had thought. Do it Saxif. Analise urged on behind her. She notched arrow after arrow but her targets through the crowd limited her success. She could see the blood spill onto his fur but nothing was crippling.
The huntress realized then that it was a pointless attack in all this mess so she followed Leon out of the crowd. She internally hoped the male would follow. When she caught up to Leon she and Analise demounted Jager just before he came to a halt. You ok Ayasha? She said her bow lowered but at the ready for anything. She looked to Leon. What’s the plan amigo? She asked as she thwarted off guardians with her aim, she couldn’t shake the grin of excitement. Then she realized Ayasha had suddenly disappeared from the small grouping of chaos. She cursed in her native tongue as she threw the bow over her shoulder mounting Jager. She quickly followed the white female’s trail. The last thing she wanted was her friend to get hurt because she ventured off alone. .saxifchurch {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-image:url(http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff4 ... Church.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding: 0px 0px 237px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; text-align:justify;} .saxifchurch p.ooc {font-style:italic; text-align:right; text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px 5px 180px;} .saxifchurch .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold;} .saxifchruch u {font-family:roman; font-size:13px; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px} .saxifchurch p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:0px 15px 15px 15px;} </style> - Chayton Wapi - 10-17-2011 OOC: Chay grabs at Ayasha, but you can say if he got her or not... or someone intervenes, just stating what he would do if he caught her Oh he was in his element. He knew that this war was for something great. He knew the Great Tribe would reward him for helping a pack that would soon be as sound as the great tribe itself, of course there had to be pruning, like those that were sneaking around.... like this beautiful white aniwayan, who wasn't even attacking the intruders. She would have to learn, He moved outside the crowd of fighters as he made his way to the near invisible girl. Grinning toothily he moved forward when he found his chance. He snatched at her, to grab and hold her close with his spear to her throat, oh he would enjoy this chance to teach the traitor AniWayan's what it meant to go against Maska. - Ralla - 10-17-2011 [html] Ralla plans on having the fire-staff hit Chayton on the head before she comes about and smacks him again in the side--you can choose what hits/what does not hit :3 (Nootau: Visible) Coming a bit further off than the rest of the war party, Ralla kept her distance so that she might remain undetected amongst the chaos, however brightly her torch burned in the shadows. She knew that she was perhaps spotted once or twice, but the fire was her best weapon, and everyone else seemed too occupied (or too unaware that she was not on their side) too take notice of her as she hurried off, intent on finding her daughter. She knew that Leon and a few others who had previously shared her home with her were mixed in with the Dreamers and Court canines, and finding them would certainly be a blessing: Strength in numbers, as they said. Even in all the chaos and mixed scents, Ralla was able to pick up her daughter's unique smell and track it. Soon, everything around her was a mighty mess--screams, growls, messes of blood and the scent of rage--but she continued to run through the woods, following Nootau as the barn owl took the lead, taking her to where she was needed. It seemed as though she were just in time: Not a few yards away, Ralla could see the white pelt of Ayasha running through, and then behind her a shadowy figure that she recognized as a nameless goon--she had not the thought or care to name half of Maska's Guardians--who seemed quite intent on a target: Ayasha. All at once a rage--a motherly protection--burst forth from inside Ralla, and the man's only warning to her interference was the faint sound of her paws scraping over the crunchy layer of leaves beneath--drowned out by the cries of war all around--and Nootau's high-pitched screech. She leaped forward in a mighty jump, swinging her flaming staff above her head as she brought it down to where the Guardian's head was, aiming to stun and burn him. When she had finished that move she came to stand in-between him and her daughter in a defensive stance, fangs bared in a display of aggression that she had never shown before, as she brandished the fire staff before her as a barrier. "Nihi wili nasginigesvna uha nasgiageyv!" she cried as she moved forward with all the grace and speed that her fire-dancing had afforded her to strike the man again. She could not explain the anger that she felt inside other than a pent-up resentment for all the pain that Maska and the Guardians had caused, and though violence had always been the furthest thing from the mother's mind, she found that having her family so close to death brought about a change in heart, at least as to how she would perform defensively. The time for passive defense was far over; it was time, as she had promised, to unleash the fire within AniWaya. Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks. .rallagift b {font-weight:bold; color:#F8F6F3; letter-spacing:.0px; } .rallagift-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:15px; font-family:verdana, serif; font-size:10px; color:#F8F6F3; text-align:right; } .rallagift p {text-indent:30px; padding:5px 8px; margin:0px;} .rallagift {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#040303; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... astars.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 250px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:11px; color:#C66A26; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.0px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Caspa Al-Fateh - 10-19-2011 [html] In the melee, everything swiftly became turmoil. Caspa remained a strange island of calm, seemingly unthreatening - just a skinny dog - but clear-headed and perfectly aware of everything going on around her, waiting for the perfect moment to use her lethal weapons. She had an eye on her leader, and his son; an eye on the confusion of the blows that were being landed all around. Ducking and weaving, she kept herself free from injury, ensuring an area of space around her to give her a good view - she was not strong, no good up close, she could keep her distance and still do damage with her thrown projectiles. Covering her comrades, she gave a low snarl to see an antagonist too close to Liam and his shoulder was struck. It pained her to see one of her own under attack and she loosed her first knife, aiming it straight for the assailants forehead. Their group had broken away a little, though, and something was going on with two white-coated women and Caspa was a little distracted - they were fighting the Tribal wolf, but their scent was related to theirs, too - she did not think she had managed to strike her target, but hopefully she had sent a warning message. Leave our people alone. .fred-caspa { font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:10px; line-height:15px; padding-bottom:23px; text-align:justify; width: 380px; margin:0px auto;} .fred-caspa p {text-indent:15px;} </style>[/html] - Liam Catori - 10-23-2011 [html] .: I apologize to Meghann/Vigilante but it's been four days and we kind of need to get this rollin'. :: 358 words :.
.LiamCandyAppleTable b {font-weight:bold; color:#e99205; font-size:14px; letter-spacing:.5px; font-familyalatino Linotype, Book Antiqua3, Palatino; text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #999999; } .LiamCandyAppleTable .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .LiamCandyAppleTable p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 17px 10px 17px; margin:0px;} .LiamCandyAppleTable {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#ffddce; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AIYfu.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #3b0402; -moz-border-radius-bottomright:15px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius:15px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:15px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius:15px; padding: 10px 0px 225px 0px; font-family:Comic Sans MS, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#750b00; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .LiamCandyAppleTable p:first-letter {font-size:20px;font-weight:normal;font-family:'Calligraffitti';} </style> - Vigilante Haskel - 10-24-2011 Don't worry about it, feel free to skip me if I'm moving too slow. I'm very busy and I'm ill, so I'm not online much and I def. don't mind being skipped. c: No table, posting in the ten minutes I have between classes. I'd like Vigilante to scrap with one of the guardians before he goes off to join the thread with Maska and Dawali. c: The dog King had never doubted whether or not involving Cour des Miracles in this war was a good idea. It had always been important, had been worth it. The tribe had been taken over by a hybrid-hater and that alone endangered his kingdom. His children were at risk, his grandson, and his extended family. Then, they had imprisoned Foxglove and Anu, the former a family member, the latter a friend. At that point, he had known they would be involved. Not everyone had supported the notion, but most had become involved. Vigilante was proud of his pack. He was especially proud of his son for working to protect his home so vigilantly, and Amaranth, as well. The loss of Zafier had hit his family hard, but even still, both had been fighting for the pack's safety. They brought him great amounts of pride. Massive as his secui form was, the fray was confusing enough that he was not immediately noticed, as he had been during their first raid on the tribe. Then, the guardians had pegged him as the leader and gone directly for him while the others fought them off, but this was not the case now. Jade eyes took in everything around him as he considered his options; he wanted to find Maska, but he was not willing to leave his son now, not until he knew that Liam was safe. If something happened to him, the King could never forgive himself. With stealthy movements, the caramel-colored mutt moved among the fighting, his eyes on Caspa and Liam. - León Austral - 10-25-2011 Since everyone is engaged, leon will be stealing the pnpc to fight a bit Everything was moving almost too fast for the spanish man to process, a whirlwind of activity as more and more fighters showed up turning their small pocket of resistance into something as mad as the maelstrom he had pulled Ayasha from. As fast as he could blink, Ayasha had disappeared into the fray again, Saxif appeared briefly with Analise asking what the plan was before she was off following Ayasha. Ralla was suddenly here as well although he couldn't see what she was doing, and there were more guardians skulking around. The man he had jut shunted out of the way, returned himself to his feet as the Cour des Miracles boy ran off and charged at him, sword raised high. The Spaniard snarled and rushed to meet the guardian, swords clashed and sparks flew as the two sought to batter each other to death. They growled and snarled at each other, fur puffed up and talons extended. This was the war he had come to fight, to eject people like this from the land of peace and tranquility. - Ayasha - 10-25-2011 [html] WC: 000+ OOC Stuff? Ayasha saw that the guardian that had grabbed her had an arrow in his arm. That combined with Leon grabbing her, made him let her go. She met the gaze of Saxif and she grinned at the golden woman. She wasn’t too close with her but was glad she was helping. She wondered briefly what had happened between Shiloh and her, but there would time for that later. She nodded at Saxif’s question and figured that the golden female would follow her. She heard what sounded like a curse but kept going. She had to find the guardian that had grabbed her. Her head was starting to hurt but she wanted to pay him back for all the hurt he had caused her and her friends and family. She stalked into the nearby trees, searching for her target. She was so caught up her search that she didn’t hear the approach of another guardian until he was right behind her. He grabbed towards her, grinning like a maniac. This time she didn’t freeze. She had already killed a man and helped kill a second. But she didn’t have much time to do anything when another white body came between her and the guardian. It was her mother! Mom? But she backed against a tree, further behind her mother. She had never been more glad to see her mother than now. She knew that later they would have words since Ralla disagreed with decision to fight. But that would have to wait until later. She then had an idea. She took a deep breath and charged the guardian, trying to sink at one knife in his side. Image courtesy of ELENADUDINA@deviantart; Table by the Mentors! <style>.KStu214011_ayasha1 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .KStu214011_ayasha1 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .KStu214011_ayasha1 b {font-family:verdana; color:#aca980; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .KStu214011_ayasha1 {background-color:#41453a; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-shadow: 0.2em 0.2em 0.2em #262920; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/ ... 4dhi36.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:349px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .KStu214011_ayasha1-border {width:502px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style> - Maza Blaska - 10-26-2011 [html] blah post. Next will be better XD Maza was infuriated, frustrated as his mind exploded into nothing a pounding thought of finding the young female. Whacking his mace around in a wild manner he had no real target. Finally a clue he saw the large pale horse in the distance its rider a matching golden hew. He grasped a rock and with his might he threw it over the crowd of chaos. That was when he saw her just at the edge just there for the picking. A grin grew across his face. He witnessed the older female by her side attack Chayton. Maza chuckled. He would draw her away. He changed direction busting through the crowd as it seemed to part for his mass. The brown wolf set his flaming gaze on the little white one and he grinned a devilish grin. Let me see what you got princess. He said to himself in a slow deep husking laugh. He set on a slow jog toward the stables stopping and waiting before he reached the building. This game was only just hitting the climax for the brute warrior. He was going to have as much fun as he could before she died under the force of his mace. He just needed to get her away from the eyes upon her to play it. .simgar-a02 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .simgar-a02 p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .simgar-a02 b {color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .simgar-a02 {background-image:url(http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/948/cwt1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-color: #f9f9f9; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; font-family: bookman old style; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:400px; text-align:justify; padding:10px 0px 300px 0px; } </style> - Saxif Goldenfeather - 10-26-2011 [html] WC: 235 Meh
Saxif slowed Jager to halt as her jaw dropped open. Ralla kicked some serious butt impressing her greatly. She smiled softly. Good job! She yelled out in the commotion giving Ralla a nod of approval. She was about to dismount and engage the male the red marked female so astonishingly attacked when Jager reared up with a surprising cry. A hallow thud could be heard just as he did but did not compare to the one following Saxif’s loss of balance. The huntress tried to grasp to her horse once more to hold herself steady but already prepared to dismount the male she was in an awkward position. This had lead to her sudden launch from the steed as the blonde rider met the ground. Her head had struck a rock and though later the cut would reveal to be but a minor wound blood immediately started to cover the surface of the stone. She was motionless as everything went dark for the female.
For those moments she felt as though death had taken her but the girl fought. Hell if I die cause of my damned horse. She thought. Then she gasped awake and grasped her pounding skull. She sat and felt the moisture over her left eye its vision partially stained with blood. The world took a moment to set right but when it did the female felt shaken and arose to her feet. .saxifangered {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-image:url(http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff4 ... nFinal.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding: 0px 0px 195px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; text-align:justify;} .saxifangered p.ooc {font-style:italic; text-align:right; text-indent:0px; padding:0px 30px;} .saxifangered .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold;} .saxifangered p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:5px 30px 5px 30px;} </style> - Caspa Al-Fateh - 11-03-2011 [html] OOC: Been a week, sorry to the two people I'm skipping but this wouldn't impact on your action anyway probably?
Her dark eyes shifted, completely oblivious to Vigilante - unfortunately, as she would have been heartened to catch sight of her King - but intent upon the Guardian who had threatened Liam; now engaged with a fawn-coated male. Her knife had strayed, and now the Guardian was poising himself to kill another wolf. A delicate snarl wrung her mouth and she pointed in his diraction, speaking to Liam. "We still need to finish that one off. He's dangerous." She tightened her grasp on a knife-hilt, but the combatants were making too much of a flurry to risk a throw. .fred-caspa { font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:10px; line-height:15px; padding-bottom:23px; text-align:justify; width: 380px; margin:0px auto;} .fred-caspa p {text-indent:15px;} </style>[/html] - Liam Catori - 11-03-2011 [html] .: Bloop dee bloop. :: 404 words :.
.LiamCandyAppleTable b {font-weight:bold; color:#e99205; font-size:14px; letter-spacing:.5px; font-familyalatino Linotype, Book Antiqua3, Palatino; text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #999999; } .LiamCandyAppleTable .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .LiamCandyAppleTable p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 17px 10px 17px; margin:0px;} .LiamCandyAppleTable {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#ffddce; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AIYfu.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #3b0402; -moz-border-radius-bottomright:15px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius:15px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:15px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius:15px; padding: 10px 0px 225px 0px; font-family:Comic Sans MS, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#750b00; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .LiamCandyAppleTable p:first-letter {font-size:20px;font-weight:normal;font-family:'Calligraffitti';} </style> - Vigilante Haskel - 11-05-2011 Pulling him out in this post. <3 Vigilante was concerned about Caspa and Liam more than he was worried about anyone else, but the two had paired up and they seemed to have a good handle on what they were doing. "Liam, Caspa - stay strong," he called out to the pair who were engaged with one of the guardians. He knew not if they had seen him, but he hoped that they would hear him and that it would give them strength. If they did not both return to the kingdom... He did not want to think about what would happen or what he would do. It was then that he caught sight of the pale figure moving in the distance, the same one he had seen before coming this way. Now that he had been spotted twice, the King felt he needed to follow him, and with a backward glance at his son and Duchess fighting together, the caramel-colored dog moved to follow the pale tribal wolf. - Ayasha - 11-14-2011 [html] WC: 200+ Maza and Saxif can PP Ayasha. Just no big wounds. And permission to skip from Jace. Ayasha decided at the last moment to stop her attack and weave back into the crowd. She realized that it was safer for her to be surrounded by people. That way, she was less likely to get attacked without someone coming to her aid. She had thought that she could stand war after her “raid” on Cour des Miracles but the real thing was scary. She glanced around for her friends and uncle. Her mother was hopefully dealing with the guardian. Leon, she saw heading off on his own but she wasn’t worried about him. But she saw Saxif and her horse go down. ”Saxif! Are you alright?” But her attention was soon taken by that guardian that had originally tried to grab her. He was sneaking off towards the stables. Her eyes narrowed. He was up to no good, she was sure of it. She just didn’t realize that she was his prey. She stalked towards him, hoping to get close enough to get one her knives in him. She of course went around back of him, unknowingly playing a game of cat and mouse with him. She was determined to get that stupid guardian. She just hoped that the spirits looked over her. She saw Dichali flying above her, invisible to all but her. Image courtesy of ELENADUDINA@deviantart; Table by the Mentors! <style>.KStu214011_ayasha1 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .KStu214011_ayasha1 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .KStu214011_ayasha1 b {font-family:verdana; color:#aca980; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .KStu214011_ayasha1 {background-color:#41453a; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-shadow: 0.2em 0.2em 0.2em #262920; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/ ... 4dhi36.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:349px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .KStu214011_ayasha1-border {width:502px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style> - Maza Blaska - 11-16-2011 [html] Maza can be killed now, feel free to PP him. Maza chuckled as he waited for the female, she hoped he would take the bait. He glance about searching for her only seeing the archer down for the count. He laughed, it was then the little white girl made her appearance. She was too swift to gain a proper blow and her dagger pierced his skin too often. Finally he managed to throw her to the ground with a great force and raised his large mace. He laughed at her in a booming tone. He couldn’t wait to see her blood smear across the ground. Pain erupted in his arm forcing him into a deep growl. Another arrow, he looked to see the archer charging at him like a beast released from the gates of hell. She was out for death, his, but he only chuckled and swung his mace ignoring the pain. The golden archer narrowly dodged the blow and had an opportunity to strike, her claw dug into him and he growled again when the dagger of the other struck his back.
He shook the females from him. They looked like two fury driven vixens, with a growl ready to end this he swung his mace at the white one and they both dodged the attack. The golden female growled words of hatred before leaping at the male. He swiftly grasped his mace infuriated with the misses he would strike something if it meant his life. With both hands and gave it a thrust. A crack erupted as he struck her and watched her body fly. He walked up to her ready to finish the female that laid their unconscious for a second time. He boomed another laugh as he raised his mace when pain erupted in his shoulder. The little white female had struck a nerve. He couldn’t take the stress of trying to destroy her and he began to flee. .simgar-a02 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .simgar-a02 p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .simgar-a02 b {color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .simgar-a02 {background-image:url(http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/948/cwt1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-color: #f9f9f9; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; font-family: bookman old style; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:400px; text-align:justify; padding:10px 0px 300px 0px; } </style> - Saxif Goldenfeather - 11-17-2011 [html] +200 When the daze passed Saxif looked around and what she found was horrifying. Ayasha was about to be struck down by the massive brute. Nooo!!! She growled, she would not allow him to kill her friend. She ran and leapt with a frightening fury sinking her teeth into his arm before he could bring it forth. When she was forcibly dislodged she was surprised to Ayasha beside her just as ready to take down the brute. She smiled, their speed gave them the upper hand in this battle and their pairing was no match for the massive male. It wasn’t until Saxif was hit with a dizzy spell and felt like she was about to pass out when things turned.
She was surprised to see the mace coming at her, with a lucky and swift reaction Saxif dodged it. This is when her pupils grew, she had enough and she was going to end this game. She growled and with a thoughtless leap she didn’t expect his recover to be so swift. She felt pain reverberate through her arm when a crack sounded out. The sound was quickly followed by a frightening yelp. She wriggled in pain by a tree when she heard the male cry out in pain. She fainted both from the dizziness and pain. .saxxy b {font-weight:bold; color:#886922; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #2c2005; } .saxxy p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .saxxy {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#5d4225; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/7PEYE.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 240px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#aa8045; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .saxxy p b:before { content: open-quote; } .saxxy p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] |