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[Shadi Tuwa]

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

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OOC: and it happens. D: rated m for the violence and possibly bad words? powerplay approved in the advance. if you don't like, poke and I'll change it ^^ geya = nonvisible set after the parley thread.

Shadi had stared impassively on as the 'parley' quickly devolved into violence. She no longer cared; whether or not one of the expendable 'guardians' died was not her problem to deal with. The black she-beast of a pack leader had quite possibly done not only Shadi a favor, but Maska and the entire Tribe. The woman would keep that opinion to herself, though, as Maska would surely disapprove.
However, there was one thing the ashen female did not approve of. The creature who had blinded her lived still, as the she-beast had decided that the fight had escalated too quickly or something idiotic like that, and they left and he lived.
But not for long, as the half-blind woman felt the intense need for vengeance. It was probably best, though, that the Dreamers had left when they did, because if she had been tempted to attack him then, in the midst of an oncoming battle, she surely would have died or worse, blinded completely. While cold and uncaring, she wasn't a stupid individual and knew her chances of revenge were heightened if she fought him alone...
Which is why she stalked the leaving pack silently, palming the sharpest of her knives in anticipation. Geya traipsed along next to her silently, and when Shadi held up one hand, sat on the soon abandoned cloak and nodded. The wolverine would wait until she was needed or the Dreamer was dead.
As she gazed through the foliage, Shadi glimpsed the man who destroyed her life's work. He was alone, by some fortuitous occurance. Smiling grimly, the woman eased herself back and with a dagger clenched between her teeth, launched herself at him, forcing him to the ground.

[Leonard]

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OOc: O3O Is this good? ^^

As his furious pack mates continued their march back to Crimson Dreams, Leon slowed his pace, picking up the rear guard position of the group. He grinned and waved Savina on when she turned back to check on him, urging her to catch up to the others. His eyes occasionally glanced back towards the border of their enemies, searching for any pursuers. He found nothing.

He turned his back and set his Naginata across his shoulder, picking up his speed when he found that his party had already out paced him. Although he seemed focused on watching their back for an attack, Leon’s mind truly was back with Savina’s right hand, whom was still a prisoner of Aniwaya. He let out a soft growl as that coward of a leader also crossed his mind, wanting nothing more than to rip the man’s guts out. The Timber shook his head and let out a sigh of frustration. Which turned into a grunt a moment later when he was knocked off his feet and to the floor, his weapon flying from his grip as he hit the ground.

Once he was down he forced himself onto his back and face his assailant. His eyes widened, though he was hardly surprised. “You…” He whispered, raising his hands to grasp the woman’s wrists. But his defense was half hearted as he looked upon her wounded eye, feeling regretful for inflicting it. Killing was one thing. But to maim a predator…

[Shadi Tuwa]

ooc: is great 8D sorry for lateness-ish. :O

Shadi glared at the man through her one eye. She liked to imagine that all her disgust and hatred went out into a concentrated beam, and if she glared long enough, he would burn. He recognized her, obviously, as anyone would. Shadi could be a vain woman, and often was. The blow to her face destroyed her in more ways than one, as she was sure that members of the pathetic tribe she resided in quietly cheered the dreamer who wounded her... And it took down her ability to fight, something debilitating towards her rank, and a blow to her considerable pride in and of itself.
He loosely gripped her wrists and whispered a word, but it was lost in the rushing of blood in her ears. She hazily remembered once being in a position like this with someone she had cared about... The emotions were different. But he had betrayed her. He had only strengthened her affection for the Great Tribe, and that's the same thing this man below her did as well.
Wrenching her wrists from his grasp, she pulled the knife out of her mouth. "You killed me. It's only fitting I return the favor." she whispered chillingly, staring into his eyes. In that instant, she decided that after she gutted him, she would burn his body that night, in the Great Fire. It was blasphemous, but those gods would have saved her if they gave a shit about the wolves that worshipped them... So she'd feed the flesh-hungry gods what they craved.
She'd give them a taste of their enemies and hope that those gods hungered for Dreamer blood. She loosely gripped his hips with her knees and put the knife under his chin. "I can't decide if I should take vengeance quickly...." she whispered as she traced the tip across his neck, "Or torture you until you die." she finished coldly, putting the blade's tip just under his eye.
"What do you think?" She asked as she bore down on him, gripping his shoulders, her face inches from his.

[Leonard]

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OOC here!

Leon’s regret at causing her wound was replaced by his instinct to survive when she goaded him about taking revenge. His thoughts rushed with memories and his desire to find his lost sibling. His focus sharpened as he watched her taunt his with the knife, believing herself in full control of the situation. He composed himself as she settled her position and leaned down, her breath running across his face. With a shiver, he smiled disarmingly at the woman. “I think…” He whispered. “You shouldn’t get so close!”

His left hand shot across his chest and grasped the woman’s wrist more forcefully. He flexed his powerful arm, forcing the blade away from his eye. Leon did not leave a gap, using his left arm to raise his torso and snap at the woman’s throat threateningly, forcing her further back. Once he had a semblance of balance, the man put his left hand against her stomach and used both his arms to throw the woman over his back, twisting his own torso to add to his momentum. As soon as her weight was off him, the Timber spun to his feet and recovered his Naginata. He spat some blood from his mouth, rolling his tongue over his teeth. He hadn’t lifted her enough, and had caught a knee to his muzzle. “I can not die while Crimson Dreams is in danger. If you want revenge, you should wait till then.”

[Shadi Tuwa]

ooc: this post sucks hard.


In a flash, though she was expecting it, Shadi was slightly surprised by the turn of events when she was thrown off of him. It wasn't as if she wasn't asking for it, though, by not even trying to hold with with some degree of strength. If one of her comrades saw her, they'd blame it on the fact she was female. Her gender was her weakness in their eyes. It wasn't that. If anything, she knew this was her end.
That thought, coupled with her new realization in her religion sent strength surging to her limbs and she easily stood up. "I think that it doesn't matter how close I am to you." she said simply, playing with the knife still in her hand. "Crimson Dreams is indeed in danger, and I respect you highly for protecting your homeland." she nodded deeply in concession to the warrior's bravery, something that she as a person valued highly.
Her vengeance couldn't wait, though, and it wouldn't. Quick as a flash, she threw two knives in his direction, and without even bothering to wait and see if they hit their intended target -- his eyes -- she charged at him with a third and fourth clutched in clawed fingers.
It was foolhardy and she knew it, but Shadi no longer cared. Why should I care? she thought. My life is for the great tribe, and I offer it freely.

[Leonard]

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OOc: Wasn’t sure if you wanted to end this quick or not, so I gave some options with the attacks ^^’ If you want the fight to last a bit more, you can avoid both attacks too! And feel free to stab Leon in the shoulder. XP

Leon’s adrenaline was drained from the spike it had taken earlier, in his rush to protect his leader. Now he had hot the clarity brought on by the rushing energy. Instead he stood with the strength that came from his desire to defend his home, and his friends. If he died now, he would not be able to protect anyone. He did not growl in anger, nor did he snarl at her. He stood, weapon ready, and faced his opponent with calm determination.

His eras flicked as she nodded her head in what seemed like acknowledgement, watching her with suspicion. He opened his mouth to question her intentions, to see if she’d allow him to leave peacefully or not, when her hands flew forward, launching both of her knives at him. Leon dropped to a knee while crossing his arms over his face and throat.

One knife just missed his head, slicing through his ear, while the other sliced into his forearm and spun away. He dropped his Naginata to the ready once more, rising to meet the woman’s charge. His eyes widened when he saw the reckless abandon that she displayed. It took him back to his fight with the red eyed boy back in the northern area. His own suicidal charges… Leon lunged forward and swept downwards with his pole-arm, than side stepped and stabbed at the woman.