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- Amy Sunders - 04-06-2012 [html]
[html] OOC here. Word Count → 000 Amy stood in the training area. It had been very helpfully pointed out to her, and she made a point of coming there every day while she was in the pack. True, she'd probably be off again soon, but until then she was going to train. Every humiliation, every threat, every defeat she'd ever faced, was channeled with those blows. Amy did not bow down. She would take them down one by one if she had to. Nobody trampled her down and got away with it. She would make sure that they cried for mercy, begging for it if they had to.
.amyhour b {font-weight:bold; color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 13px; margin:0px;} .amyhour {margin:0px auto; width:480px; background-color:#ac69fc; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/CeqhO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30383c; padding: 290px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#31224b; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .amyhour .wordcount {color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; border-top:1px dashed #31224b; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .amyhour p b:before { content: open-quote; } .amyhour p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Panda Behr - 04-09-2012 [html] OOC: halalalalalala
Panda had been furious ever since that day. Though, there weren't many things that pissed off the woman, two things that happened around the same time of each other had pissed her the fuck off. Not only had she lost her rank of Corson, but she also almost lost her child to the ignorance of a Sut. A Sut! Of all people who would want to try and fuck with the Furcas, a Sut came after her family. Not only was Panda pissed off about this, but the beast that was the little girl's father was also rather pissed off. Enough to where he wanted to slit thr throat of the woman. Neither of the parents had the time to actually seek out this wolf to give her the punishment she deserved, but the longer that Panda sqirted the subject, the more angry the woman got. She couldn't even meditate to get rid of the anger that was running through her veins. She left her den in a hurry, so much of one that she did not even tell Lillith or Venom where she was going. Her attire as she left was slightly weird though, because she was carrying weapons that were not hers, rather they were Venom's, and they were more dangerous than what Panda normally carried around. She carried both of Venom's twin axes, and her own talon-bladed pocket-knife. She wore only her studded shorts and her wolf-pelt that came from the Crimson Dreamer that Venom had murdered. She had no staff like normal, nor did she even carry a bag with her to carry little things. Venom saw her aura as she left though, and he knew that she was angry. She was going to go out and take care of business. Venom did not follow if only because he did not think he would be able to not harm the woman until she could not walk anymore, much less breathe. Panda was less violent than him, and would give warnings, threats if you will, to the other woman, and maybe take some collatoral. She followed the scent of the Sut, for it was easy to distinguish from the other scents that littered the lands. She caught onto a few others' scents on the way to where she was going, and she briefly wondered if she would be having an audience, or if these scents were just passing through, as she was. As the scent got stronger and stronger though, Panda could feel the fur on her shoulders and on the back of her neck stand straight up. Her lips twitched and showed a brief glint at her teeth before she continued on. The woman took an axe in her hand and she held it as if she was ready to attack whatever came her way. In a way, she was. She advanced towards the being, after coming to a clearing that was the training grounds. She saw the blonde woman training, her blades cutting the trees and other training stumps. The woman growled lightly and her chocolate eyes narrowed at the woman. Hey bitch. growled the woman, her voice almost sounding masculine because of the threatening growl that pushed through her throat. How dare you think you can touch my daughter and not be punished. snarled the woman as she gripped Venom's axe in her pink pawed hand and she thought about what this woman's punishment should be. After all, the bitch was a Sut and Panda was a Furcas and they just had a meeting about being submissive to the higher ranks. Panda was ready to demonstrate such a thing. Panda's fur fluffed up to make her look even bigger than she already was compared to the dog woman and she raised her half tail and her cropped ears high. She showed all of her teeth and advanced forward, already expecting the woman to beg for forgiveness. Ready? Set? Go! .pandafreeb1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#9e8b87; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #dfe2e7; } .pandafreeb1-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b393a; text-align:center;} .pandafreeb1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .pandafreeb1 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#dfe2e7; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... 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Her ears flattened slightly, already having dealt with the scolding that she'd received from Naniko. It seemed this was the mother, and ready to take her down.
.amyhour b {font-weight:bold; color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 13px; margin:0px;} .amyhour {margin:0px auto; width:480px; background-color:#ac69fc; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/CeqhO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30383c; padding: 290px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#31224b; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .amyhour .wordcount {color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; border-top:1px dashed #31224b; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .amyhour p b:before { content: open-quote; } .amyhour p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Panda Behr - 04-10-2012 [html] OOC: Her attitude is the thing that's going to cause her downfall.
The stupid bitch drew her sword on Panda. That was one mistake. The woman's lips drew back in a snarl. Panda's hand tossed the axe up in the air, and it spun it's way up and then back down, and Panda caught it by the handle again and repeated the action. She took a hold of it only after those two tosses and then she listened to the words that the woman in front of her had said. No, you haven't been punished, because you would have already come to me, begging for forgiveness on your knees! snarled the woman as she stared down the woman that stood across her her. She started to move towards the woman. Get on your fucking knees, now. I'm telling you to do so, as your superior in Anathema. Disobey me, and I won't hesitate to take punishments into my own hands. snarled the woman, still wary of coming too close because of the blade that was held in the woman's hands. She still had the axe in her hand, but she did not want to have to use it to disarm the woman. Panda was a peaceful being, and she always went about confrontations as calm as she could be, but always armed and ready. She would use her status in the pack over having to actually take her down unless this was her only choice. The results were not happening fast enough for the woman, and she snarled again before she let a horrible screech/roar from her mouth that was almost ear splitting, but never as loud as she thought that she could go in an emergency. This was a roar of hatred and anger, and you could see it written on her face as she let the terrible noise from her mouth. She actually screamed words as well to the woman, but probably too jumbled together for her to get unless she thought about it for a moment, or was used to that kind of screaming (as Venom and Lillith were). The words were "GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES RIGHT NOW!! YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE!!!" and it was just about at the top of her lungs, but definitely loud enough for someone to wonder what the fuck was going on, or the person who the scream was at to either be confused, or their ear drums hurting really bad. She was the closest thing you could get to a banshee in this lifetime.. .pandafreeb1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#9e8b87; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #dfe2e7; } .pandafreeb1-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b393a; text-align:center;} .pandafreeb1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .pandafreeb1 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#dfe2e7; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... Behr01.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 170px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b393a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .pandafreeb1-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #dfe2e7; margin:0 auto;} .pandafreeb1-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:1px dotted #6f878d; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 420+ - Amy Sunders - 04-10-2012 [html] OOC here. Word Count → 000 Beg? On her knees? Amy's lips twitched, threatening to laugh. That wasn't going to happen. Amy would never do such a thing. She stood still as the menacing female came closer, fully prepared to attack. The words had her flinching slightly. Superior? Amy knew that she wasn't a high ranked member, but that didn't mean it was easy to swallow down. Having to submit to anyone was difficult to imagine. At least, not to those outside of her family. Only her family deserved such respect.
.amyhour b {font-weight:bold; color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 13px; margin:0px;} .amyhour {margin:0px auto; width:480px; background-color:#ac69fc; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/CeqhO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30383c; padding: 290px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#31224b; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .amyhour .wordcount {color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; border-top:1px dashed #31224b; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .amyhour p b:before { content: open-quote; } .amyhour p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Panda Behr - 04-11-2012 [html] OOC: This was a shitty post, i had a way better one that i typed up last night but my computer ate it sadly. :[
The woman hadn't thought that her scream would get as loud as it did, enough to scare the birds from their perches, and to even get Serenade to fly like a bat out of hell towards the sound to make sure his master was okay. The albino beast was not too far away, told to keep an eye on the woman by Venom. The white beast had been chasing tail though elsewhere somewhere along the way and didn't realize he was supposed to be doing something until he heard that deathly screech that came from the woman's maw. Serenade was around within a minute of the screech and he landed on a tree nearby, his blue eyes pinned on the monochrome woman. He cocked his head to the woman and then looked to the one that was on the ground. Panda moved dangerously close to the woman that was howling in pain on the ground. She held a wicked grin on her maw as she looked down at the woman with scorn in those almost black-brown eyes that she had. She blinked, the black eyelids giving her skull the look of having two huge holes in her head with only blackness being able to see into the holes, but she of course, opened her eyes and returned her gaze to the woman on the ground. Ya' know, Lillith is learning to get that scream down. Suggest ya' don't fuck with her again if your pussy ass can't handle that.. spoke the woman, her hackles still raised on her back and her tail still held high, even for the length that it was. It also puffed out and she stood tall over the blonde woman. Panda kicked the blade that was now on the ground, out of the woman's reach and she snorted. That's pathetic. No wonder you are a Sut. Nothing but the shit on the bottom of Korosk's horseshoe. spoke the woman and growled lightly as her narrowed eyes sat on the woman. I want full submission. Show me your belly, or I think I'll fucking scream again. This time...higher. ordered the woman. The harder you make this, the more punishment I'm going to give. warned the woman. She was in no mood to play games, and she was letting this bitch know that right off the bat. .pandafreeb1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#9e8b87; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #dfe2e7; } .pandafreeb1-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b393a; text-align:center;} .pandafreeb1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .pandafreeb1 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#dfe2e7; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... Behr01.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 170px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b393a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .pandafreeb1-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #dfe2e7; margin:0 auto;} .pandafreeb1-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:1px dotted #6f878d; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 401+ - Amy Sunders - 04-11-2012 [html] OOC here. Word Count → 000 Amy's ears twitched, listening to the words. Amy wanted to get up, stab the woman through the throat, make sure that she'd never have to hear that horrible noise ever again. Her hands dropped from her ears, shakily moving to push herself to her feet again. A small growl came from her at those words. That scream was a weapon in itself. Amy's ears had been sensitized to hear even the quietest sounds, part of her training to make sure she couldn't be snuck up on. Of course that sound hurt her ears.
.amyhour b {font-weight:bold; color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 13px; margin:0px;} .amyhour {margin:0px auto; width:480px; background-color:#ac69fc; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/CeqhO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30383c; padding: 290px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#31224b; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .amyhour .wordcount {color:#fc8cff; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; border-top:1px dashed #31224b; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-shadow:#31224b 0px 0px 1px;} .amyhour .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .amyhour p b:before { content: open-quote; } .amyhour p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Panda Behr - 04-14-2012 [html] OOC: I'm sorry but me and panda are having just a little bit too much fun with this. Never thought that her screaming could be used as a weapon. :p
Panda caught that growl that came from her maw, and she was just about to let another screech from her maw, but instead she bent down and snapped the air right next to the woman's face, it taking a lot of self control to not just bite her face right then and there. She just knew that it would be her job to fix up the woman if she hurt the Sut, so she was trying to not have to spend more time than she wanted to with the woman. Panda stayed on her fours, and the axe was on the ground between her hand and the dirt. She growled in the woman's ear and she held her tail high still and her ears forward and dominant. Her eyes were on fire it seemed, which was a rare look for the peaceful shaman, for violence was normally not the way to resolve issues, but then again, she did believe in the threefold rule, and this was only two of three of the things that would come back to haunt this woman because of her actions.
Panda was glad that she was getting her personal revenge on this woman though, because there was no reason for her to do what she tried to do to her daughter. Lillith was lucky that she had been taught the way that she had been, or else she would have not gotten out of it the way that she did.
Panda saw as the woman slowly moved, and Panda gave her enough room to do so, but she was moving really slow. Hesitating, as if she was testing Panda and her threats. She snarled loudly at the woman and snapped yet again at the Sut's face, but she made sure not to touch the female. She knew that if she bit the woman, then there was no way she was letting go. There was still a slowness in the movement of the woman though, and so she took a deep breath, moved her face into the face of the other woman and then again, she let out the terrible screech, this time, only inches from the woman. The words she spoke this time were the following: "PAYBACK IS A FUCKING BITCH, ISN'T IT?"
When her scream came to a stop, she couldn't help but let a shiver of excitement run up her spine. Panda was an interesting being because of these screams. Not only did they give her extreme pumps of adrenaline, but it also got her libido going. The woman let a wicked chuckle come from her maw as she looked down at the woman with her fiery chocolate eyes. .pandafreeb1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#9e8b87; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #dfe2e7; } .pandafreeb1-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b393a; text-align:center;} .pandafreeb1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .pandafreeb1 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#dfe2e7; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... Behr01.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 170px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b393a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .pandafreeb1-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #dfe2e7; margin:0 auto;} .pandafreeb1-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:1px dotted #6f878d; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 451+ - Amy Sunders - 04-14-2012 [html] OOC here. Word Count → 000 The blasted mutt came in right close, snapping at her face. Oh, how Amy longed to just take her right then and there, pin her down and rip out her throat! She couldn't do that though. This wasn't a battle Amy knew how to fight. Panda had to shift it to more traditional means of fighting, having effectively trapped Amy in this arena. The growls and snaps did boost Amy's confidence a little, feeling like she might not have to go through with it. After all, she wasn't being forced.
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Word Count → 550 :: Tell me if I need to change this. CRAZY BITCH I like the way she rides this dick Another howl rose from the woman, and Panda cackled a wicked witch's cackle. Her laughter died out though as she looked down at the woman, and her tail wagged from side to side. Her claws dug into the earth as she stayed on her fours in her Optime form. She could smell the scent of blood, which made the woman draw close to the flipped woman. She took a hand and ran it on her face as the whimpers filtered through her maw. That wicked grin still sat on her face as she looked down at the woman, and a fake sense of sympathy crept on her face. That hurt, eh? she knew that the woman wouldn't be able to hear her well, but she drew up close and she whispered the words into the woman's ears for her. Part of her did not care at all about this woman, if only because she brought this upon herself. The worst part about this all was that Panda was not done with Amy. No. She was just starting. She threw a caw up to Serenade, and the bird took off back towards the caves. She had told him to get Venom, and maybe to get Lillith so that Amy could apologize yet again to the child. Maybe to swear that she would never do such a thing again. Panda wanted to make sure that no one would dare fuck with the Behr-clan that was living in Anathema. They were not to be fucked with, but when they were, devastating things were going to go down. They believed in peace and harmony, yes, but there is only so many things that they would let slip by. Trying to poison their daughter was not something that someone was allowed to get away with without repercussions. Panda pinned the woman then against the ground and she stuck her face in the female's and then she showed her teeth again at the woman. Show me your neck. Put your tail between your legs. growled the woman, again in her ear for her and just above a whisper. It wasn't that Panda didn't want to scream again, it was just that she didn't want to have to damage the woman's ears even more. She could already smell the blood from the damaged ear drums, so Panda was going to have to help her with her ears later, if that was even an option. Panda might just let the woman heal on her own. Panda put her face near the woman's chest for a moment, trying to listen to her heartbeat, to see if the woman was scared. Panda then decided to sit on the woman's stomach, and did so with most of her weight on the woman, as if she was trying to smother the woman all of a sudden. She did not lay on the blonde woman though, but she did put her hands on each side of the other luperci's head and she looked straight down into the eyes of the Sut. Stupid fucking bitch. growled the woman. She was just angry now, and waiting for Venom to come here with Serenade. She needed someone to tell her when enough was enough. .pandastaff-laine {font-family:'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px;} .pandastaff-laine img{width:300px; float:right} .pandastaff-laine p.ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; text-indent:0px; padding:0px 5px;} .pandastaff-laine p.ooc + p {padding:0px 5px;} .pandastaff-laine .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold;} .pandastaff-laine p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:10px 5px;} .pandastaff-laine b {letter-spacing:1px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:-.05em;color:#704514;} </style> [/html] - Amy Sunders - 04-14-2012 [html] OOC here. Word Count → 000 Clearly she wasn't satisfied with Amy, forced to submit as she hadn't done since she was a pup, challenging someone high in her family. The female drew close, Amy unable to even bare her fangs, eyes glittering with the fear that she refused to show. Lips moved, but no sound came out. Something brushed against her ears, but nothing was there. Nothing at all. That was even more terrifying than what had been done. That simple emptiness, nothing there, stretching on and on. The dog silently threw her head back, leaving Amy where she was, afraid to move in case another scream came, waiting for the silence to break.
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Word Count → 907 :: Sooo, Panda's a bitch and is just gonna leave Amy laying there. I enjoyed this thread, thanks for agreeing to do it :] Hope that Amy learned a lesson or two. This will be my last post in this thread so remember when it's time for me to get my revenge. No response. There was a look of fear in the eyes of the dog, Panda got up from the woman's torso and she reached down with one hand, and grabbed the tip of the woman's tail and pulled it up and in between her legs. She held a snarl on her maw just in case this woman tried to stop her from directing her to do what she wanted her to do. Panda's tail still wagged though, for the woman knew what was happening. The shock of the scream against the ears made the woman have temporary deafness. the grin was stuck on the Furcas' maw though. It would be pointless to scream any more at the woman. Then the dog started to yelp and bark. Panda's ears immediately cast out the noise, because the woman had been doing it at the top of her lungs, whether she noticed or not. Panda's hackles still stood on edge and she dragged the back of her hand across the woman's face. SHUT THE FUCK UP! she yelled at the woman. She knew it wouldn't help but maybe a punch in the face would. She then grabbed the woman's maw shut and held her head still. Read my fucking lips. Panda spoke to the girl, and she moved her lips slowly so that the amber-eyed girl would be able to read them since she could not hear. It wasn't much later when Venom ran up and skidded to a halt before Panda and the woman she pinned against the ground. Panda's eyes looked to Venom and she put a grin on her maw again. This is the one who tried to hurt Lillith. she explained to Venom, who already guessed that fact. Her ears are bleeding. Did your screams do that? asked the Dasa, looking at her and cocking his head for a moment before his eyes went back to the woman that was laying under the 230 pound pure wolf that was sitting on top of the blonde dog. He had heard her screaming, but he did not think she was using them like a weapon, and now that he had realized that she had been using it as a weapon, Venom was not only impressed but also figured that it might not have been a good thing to find this out. For people on the opposite side of them that was. Venom was the original one to know how to scream that high without damaging his vocal chords, and he guessed that somewhere along the way, Panda must have picked up the skill. It was not like it was too hard to do. He did notice that he could not make such a noise in his other forms though, only in his Optime form. Yeah. I'm surprised myself. Think the elevation of Anathema intensified our screams? Panda asked, wondering if that was the reason that they were able to scream so well here. They both knew how hard it was to do it back then, and it'd been some time since they really realized how powerful their screams had become. It might have. I wouldn't really know. We have been practicing a lot in the mountain, so it's plausible. the man spoke to her. Panda sighed lightly and kept her hand around the woman's muzzle. She put her finger to her mouth and made a "shhh" noise at the woman, even though the girl still probably could not hear. She figured once the Sut would shut up that she would let her go, probably on her way to doing whatever she was doing, or at least help her with her ears. Panda was still leaning on letting the woman just deal with it herself. The Furcas would probably help the Sut though, because it was her job. Venom looked at Panda with a curious look on his face, with his head cocked and everything. What are you going to do, Panda? Can't kill her.. the male told her and Panda gave the male a glare. I'm not fucking stupid, Venom. I'm probably going to have to help her with her stupid fucking ears. growled the woman, and she rolled her eyes and looked at Venom. It would look good on you as an individual, but it's really your choice. You know which I would have picked already though. spoke the male, and it was the truth, she already knew that Venom would have already ended the woman's miserable existence. Panda was not like the Dasa though, and she had some mercy, so she finally got up from sitting on the woman and she let go of the woman's maw. Venom came closer to the woman and Panda rushed to his side and wrapped her arms around him. She took his hand and then started to walk away from the woman. She made her intentions clear, and the next time that the Sut tried to do anything to the Behr clan, things were not going to end well. Hopefully the woman took the screeching as a mere warning for what else was to come if she continued to mess with them. With one glance back of the Furcas' eyes, and a middle finger in the direction of the female, Panda and Venom departed back to their den. And fuck her right in front of you. .pandastaff-laine {font-family:'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px;} .pandastaff-laine img{width:300px; float:right} .pandastaff-laine p.ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; text-indent:0px; padding:0px 5px;} .pandastaff-laine p.ooc + p {padding:0px 5px;} .pandastaff-laine .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold;} .pandastaff-laine p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:10px 5px;} .pandastaff-laine b {letter-spacing:1px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:-.05em;color:#704514;} </style> [/html] - Amy Sunders - 04-16-2012 [html] OOC your welcome, and yes she has Word Count → 000 The tugging on the tail had Amy jerking. Her tail instinctively flipped up, trying to cover and protect herself, pulled tight. She still didn't understand. The silence was continuing, no matter how hard she tried to break it. A slap to her face brought Amy snarling, beyond the point of simple submission, just wanting to be left alone. Her eyes burned with hate and fear, snapping uselessly. Her face was grabbed and Amy stilled, stopping her attempts. She watched the lips move, this time reading them.
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