Lost and Found

[Bhu]

My paws exited the pridelands that were called Zonta. I froze for a second as I realized what it was I was doing. A glance over my shoulder froze me even further. Ahote was silently following, not even batting an eyelash at the fact that we were no longer in the safety of our lands. Was he willing to do such a risk for my sister? Why?

I shook away the confusing thoughts and gave him a grateful smile. He caught it, interpreted it, and responded with a subtle headdip. Reasurred, I looked forward and marched boldly onward. I felt Ahote take a place by my side, not leading nor following. This also surprised me. Ahote never walked next to others. He was a follower, not wanting anyone to see his face. This small action of his stated he thought us equals, at least for the time being.

OOC//: Go ahead and bring in Vin, or whomever it is you decide to bring

[Miki]

Vin

The scent of cat was strong. The stench was revolting, but it provoked my bloodlust within. My mouth was starting to water, and I could almost taste the blood of a cat. The sensation was amazing, that what reeked horribly made me drool with bloodthirstiness. And how convenient it was that what I hated, felines, was also my favorite meal. A real treat.

I was standing now at the border of a prideland. The scent was not pure lion, but that didn't surprise me. I had heard of cats mixing together, which wasn't a bad idea to me. Not that I liked it. It was tactful - different species, different strengths, all combined. Not to mention that this pride had another asset - water.

My eyes traveled across the landscape. This territory was the furthest north, so they didn't get hit as hard in this summer heat. I could even see a little stream trickling in the distance. Water didn't sound too bad right now. It would definately taste nice after a cat chase - and hopefully meal.

I glanced around, wondering where my patrol was. I had asked Dalila to meet me here at noon. I looked up at the sun, directly above me. I blinked, blinded momentarily by the brightness. I lowered my head trying to ignore the rays of heat boring mercilessly on my black fur.

I had also mentioned my expedition to Bidziil. I didn't know if he'd show up or not, but being my alpha, I was obliged to tell him. This pride I was about to invade was unknowing of the Folami. It would be our first invasion, and maybe our last. I figured Bidziil would want in on the fun, if he showed up.

A twig snapped, breaking the silence. I stiffened, but immediately relaxed as a familiar face appeared. "Dalila."

Dalila

My father's face was straight, almost even menacing, before I showed myself. I had stepped on the twig purposely; it wasn't wise to sneak up on a trained killer. It could be the last thing you'd ever do.

When I stepped into sight, Vin's whole stature visibly changed. His rigid body relaxed, his tail waved, and an easy smile appeared. He greeted me with a warm voice, and I already knew his next words.

"You're late."

[/i] His voice was stern, but I knew he wasn't angry.

I smiled wryly. "But it gave you time to scope out the place."

Vin opened his mouth to reply, but shut it and instead a thoughtful look crossed his face.

"Had I showed up on time, you wouldn't have had the time to examine the land. You know there's a stream, some cat will show up eventually to drink. And the pine trees over there," I nodded towards the clutter of coniferous trees in the distance, "is where the cats probably stay. Pine trees block more sun than any other, it's coolest there."

I watched Vin's face as I spoke. His eyebrows arched in surprise when I mentioned where the pride most likely resided. Okay, he hadn't read into it that deeply. I sighed with a roll of my eyes.

"My point is, if I had showed up on time, you wouldn't have known that. You would've marched right in with no game plan."

Vin's jaw was set and he stared straight ahead. He knew that I was right but didn't want to admit it. I was feeling a little humble, so I didn't rub it in.

Finally, Vin replied. "And how did you know all that?"

I smiled. "I beat you here, and scoped it out from the bushes." I followed Vin's gaze to the brush I had been hiding in, but his face betrayed no emotion. Oh, well.

"Well, now that you're here, we can go."[/i] Vin said, with a final glance back towards where he had come from. I wondered idly if he had invited anyone else, but that wasn't my problem.

I head-butted my father affectionately before setting step into the cat's territory. I felt no shame or embarrassment for invading. The world was my territory, and my boundaries knew no end. I could go wherever I wanted and do what I wished.

• • •

I was panting hard as Vin and I climbed a slope. Though I was starting to feel a little worn out, we had caught the scent of two cats, and we were hot on the trail. Within minutes we could be tasting cat blood. The thought excited me and I pressed on harder, once we were over this hill, we’d be right on those cats’ tails.

We reached the top, and the scents there utterly confused me. Had the cats left their own territory, their safety zone? It was confusing, but if that was what had happened, my father and I were in luck. The cats would be far from home and any help. I glanced at Vin, and just by his expression I knew he was thinking the same thing.

We grinned at each other, and silently and stealthily pressed forward on our unaware prey.

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Ooc//: Bhu, I left the invitation for Bidziil to join them hanging, so he can catch up if you want to play him. If not, feel free to go ahead and let Ahote and Ahanu know they're not alone...=)[/size]

[Ilyich]

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I can't control myself because I dont know how
And they love me for it honestly
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Her huge paws slammened into the ground in bored succession. The leopard carried herself with a weak sort of bemusment. Her head was spinning, it had been too long sense she had bled. She craved it, she needed it. Her spotted pelt rippled with it, begging it seemed for the sticky fluid to coat its hairs. Every folical gleaming with a red dew drop of sweet agony... The leopardess shuddered, her entire body spasaming. She would be good today, or at least try to be. Try bieng the oprable word.

Shoving her way through the fields she did not notice the rather small black male untill her paw came down hard on somthing far too soft to be the ground. Her hazel orbs snapped down to lock in utter shock on the long black tail pinned under her huge foot. O-Oh! Eyes following the length of the spine, she gazed down at the small black jaquar. He hadn't even twitched! What was wrong with him.

Ilyich's voice squecked out, axiouse with need for a rebuke. Just one slash across her face, come on please? The rebuke did not come, the jaquar continued to act as if he had not felt her land her full weight on her tail. "Oh mein Gott im so sory!" the words came out in German.

I want you to want me!
I need you to need me!
I'd love you to love me!

His dark pelt shone weakly in the sun. The heat was not as rampet in this area as it was farther south, a thing that he was greatful for. The small Jaquar sat back on his haunches, silently wondering ot himself what the grass felt like. He could see it brushing against his legs but it was a very diffrent thin than feeling it. He let out a low sigh, jade eyes faded with depression. He would never feel it, he thought bitterly recoiling slightly from the thought. He would never feel anything. Pain lanced up his chest. It was the only pain he could feel, and he felt wrong rejecting it.

The only thing that alerted him to the leopard's presnse was her sudden exlimation. In a language he dind't understand. Bromien whipped around in fright, relizing as he did so that the girl was 1) huge and 2) had been standing on his tail. So thats why she had freaked out. "Dont worry" he gwuaffed, grimacing. "didn't hurt" he watched some what annoyed by the shocked look on her face. Did she think him stupid?

[Bhu]

Bidziil

They had entered the lands already, father and daughter. I felt no anger for their traveling ahead, but rather anger towards myself for being so terribly late. As alpha, I should have been more prompt. Quickly, I pushed the thoughts aside and started once more after their scent trail. With easy grace, I climbed the slope and followed the trail back out of the territory. This act surprised me, but I trusted Vin's expertise, so I continued to follow loyally.

I gave an almost silent huff to alert the pair of Folami family to my presence. That was the usual greeting of mine when during a hunt, for words would give away species and locations to the prey. You see, Folami shared the language of the big cats, but they had both a different dilect of it and a different accent to it. Still, the two could understand each other quite thoroughly.

I became aware that the packmates were trailing two cats, whom were traveling together. The breeze quickly carried the scents of two more only a slight distance away. "Four. We can take that." My words were so low, no creature that did not stand right beside me would be able to hear it. But at this point I was on the flank of Vin, so both him and his daughter would hear, if paying even the slightest attention.

Ahanu

My jaws kept parting to call my lost siblings name, but some force kept stopping me. My gut was tight in unease and I had a strange feeling of death hovering over me and my pridemate. What are you saying, Dio? I scent no danger. I barely finished the thought before a voice broke the silence. It was of a mixed language, slightly foriegn with a few of our words thrown in. It was quickly followed by the words of another cat, more masculine. Neither sounded dangerous, so why was Dio working me up?

"Unfamiliar scents. Not cat." He sounded almost robotic, my pridemate beside me. He had frozen and I'd quickly followed suit. It was obvious that he was incrediably uneasy, for once showing faint traces of emotion besides anger. If not cat, then what, Dio? Have the Murder Apes lost their dog slaves? That thought didn't concern me, for I had a tiger by my side here. The biggest dog slave I'd ever seen was only half Ahote's size. Why would Dio make this feeling so strong?

All my fur rose as I spotted the first glimps of what we were up against. The scent had disapeared a second after it'd appeared, so the creature, or plural, had gone down wind. And now I saw it. Huge and muscular. He was gray pelted and bigger than juvanile Ahote. He looked to have strength equal to Ahote, if not surpassing him. "Lucky there's only one..." My voice was a tight whisper as I took a step back, away from the grinning creature. Something told me this was no friendly Murder Ape slave dog...

Bidziil

I knew I had no need to instruct my packmates, for they knew very well what often went through my mind. Trickory, as well as surprise. Downwind, I'd appear alone, striking fear in the weak and angering the strong. This would help judge who needed to have more strength put against them. So I did appear, leaving Vin and Dalila to remain hidden until they deemed it proper to emerge.

The snow leopard retracted a step, and the tiger stood firm with blazing, yet anxious, eyes. The two other cats who spoke in the distance would hopefully come join us, seeing two of their fellow felines in danger. I heard the snow leopard speak of there only being one, and I smirked cruelly without saying a word. I merely stared, and waited. The other two cats would join, Vin and Dalila would appear, and the Folami pack would eat feline flesh for weeks.

[Miki]

Vin

The luck of today's hunt was unbelievable. I was worried Dalila and I would be on our own, facing a whole pride of mixed cats. But the cats we had found were fool enough to leave their homeland. There was only two, one for me, one for Dalila.

As we pressed on though, more voices rose and my fur prickled with anxiety. More cats? Sure, Dalila and I could take them, but it wouldn't be as easy. I glanced at my daughter, but she seemed unscathed by the sudden addition. If anything, she seemed more eager to find and dispose of these enemies. I wanted to swell with pride, my daughter - so confident and sure - showed less doubt than I. She was ready for the challenge.

"Four. We can take that."

[/i] I started in surprise, but then realized that it was only Bidziil who had joined us. No wonder Dalila had been comfortable. We had more than enough strength on our side.[/color]

Dalila

As we tracked these cats, my senses were on high alert, but I could tell from a glance at Vin that his mind was elsewhere. Distracted, but not enough to deter him from what really mattered. As soon as it was time for action, I knew Vin would come through. He always did.

The 'huff' from Bidziil didn't startle me, I merely glanced in the direction he was coming from, acknowledging my alpha with a dip of my head. I smiled too, my crooked one, just to get him to warm up to me a little. I knew Bidziil had a mate, but that didn't stop me from flirting and trying to gain his affection. If he liked me in the slightest bit, I would rank higher in the pack, higher in power. It was all part of the plan. And I didn't know how loyal Bidziil was to his mate, but he was a male. I knew how they worked.

Bidziil flanked Vin, and when he spoke, it was when my father first noticed his presence. I held back a burst of laughter as my father silently jumped and visibly relaxed. It was quite a sight, to see the big black Folami at such a vulnerable state. But now that Bidziil was here, Vin would be nothing but business.

Without saying anything more, Bidziil took off to make his dramatic entrance. If he were female, I could see him as a drama queen. He stealthily circled around, to approach the cats from the right angle, and lead them into belief that Bidziil was the only one. I knew this set-up well, we had used it a week or two ago on a lone lioness.

Vin and I would approach at the opportune moment, and the fight would begin. Well, I knew Bidziil liked exaggeration, but I loved it. I would let Vin go first, and once the cats thought the fight was equal - or if all four came, think they outnumbered the Folami - I would appear. Then the battle would really begin.

My father crouched low, his black pelt helping him blend in well with his surroundings. I looped around some more, sticking to a dogwood bush, the color blended better with my brown fur. I would wait until Vin showed face, wait a few minutes, and then I'd come.

But Vin didn't show face, and I knew he was waiting for something to happen first. For now, it was cat vs. Folami, staring each other down. I understood, I would want to hear some words, some threat of sorts. The cats had to know who we were before their lives ended.[/color][/blockquote][/size]

[Ilyich]

Im not dead just floating
Underneath the ink of my tattoo
I try to hide my scars from you

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Her ears where pressed tight against her skull. Had he not felt ehr weight slam onto his tail? Aparently not, because he merily glanced down. His jade eyes came back and rested on my own wide ginger gaze. Was he crazy? Slapping herself mentaly, the leopardes backed slowly away from the other. Who was she to call him crazy?

Looking back carfuly, the cat let out a confused yip. Her sharp teeth clacked together, ivory met ebny as the daggers scimmed her lip. Blinking in shock, Ilyich twisted around. Was that a tiger? No there was no 'is it' it was, and it was a rather intemidaiting animal at that. Ilyich felt ehr shoulders come up. She was large for a leopard, if the striped male presented a fight she would take him.

Not that she wanted his claws in her. Not at all.

Blood, glouriouse blood...

Shaking the thought from her head, Ilyich snapped her tawny head abck round to stare at the black jaquar. He hadn't moved, and his jade eyes where narrowed as they peered up at her. If she was large then he was small. the black thing's head scarsly reached her shoulder.

Grimacing in annoyance she pulled back round to glare at the tiger, but as she did she noticed two things. One, he was not alone, a snow leopard huddled by his side. And two a folami glared down the bank at him, its red orbs hazing with blood lust.

Oh Dio, this would end badly.

Lie awake in bed at night and think about youre life
Do you want to be diffrent? try to let go of the truth
the battles of youre youth....

What was wrong with this leopardess? She stared at him as if she thought him about to sprout wings. Her claws ripped into the ground as she turned back to her sighting. Bromien peered over the huge thing's shoulder, letting out a startled huff when his eyes caught first the Folami then the tiger glaring up at it. Spotted pelt lifting the leopard hissed at him before pulling forward a bit. What was she doing? Was she considering running out to help.

She was mad!

Then again who was he to decide who was crazy and who was not?

Thick furred shoulder striping with the grasses pressing into them, Bromien took a pace forward. Glaring, his green orbs took in the canine. Nohting less then a slave. Lips curling over shocking solid white fangs the Jagur looked far fearcer then he felt. They couldn't stand up to thoes killing machines!

Muscles bunching he cast a worried look towards hte leopard only to find her standing directly behind him, her entire bieng focused towards the red eyed fiend before them. "You are own our side then?" he muttered, his tone a bit acusing. The girl ignored him.

Now focusing on the animal cowering by the tiger's side, Bromien hurried forward. Keeping his already small body low, the jaguar skulked across the grasses, pasing worried glances at the leopard following close behind.

"Oi!" he hissed, jade eyes on the snow leopard. Its gray pelt was fluffed up at odd angles. "Back up?" he asked in a sharp voice. The leopardess snorted. "More like a couple more marters with no porpose" she muttered.

[Bhu]

Ahanu

The canine just stared, lips curled into a smile, showing the teeth that held a faint hint of red stain. That was my first observation, the blood tainted fangs. The sight unsettled me, for it showed his successful kill rate. My own teeth were white, or perhaps lightly yellowed. Often I had to satisfy my hunger with greens, or berries, as do any normal meat-eater. A successful hunt was rare, so on adapted to living short times on plant life. We never got a chance to stain our teeth red, for we never ate enough meat. But this canine had red-stained teeth.

So focused on the male, I didn't hear the approach behind me until words passed their lips. A small yelp escaped my maw as I half turned to see my attackers. Ahote tensed beside me and cast a one eyed glance towards me to be sure it was not another canine coming from behind. He obviously caught the unthreateningness of the felines before I did, because a second later, he was focused fully on the canine one more. I, however, glared hotly at the two felines, distrust thick in my gaze.

The distrust melted as the words settled in. One stated that they were back-up, and the other held a more pessimistic view of the situation. I was greatful for the back-up, but wildly confused by the the leopardess' words. "Why so glum about this? There's one of him, and four of us. We can handle that, no problem. He most likely won't even fight once he realizes how far we out-number and out-strength him!" With new confidence, thanks to the additional duo, I refaced the canine and took a figthing stance besides my Pridemate. I wouldn't cower when the odds were so strongly in our favor. Thank you, Dio.

Obviously, I'd never met a Folami.

Bidziil

The additional two had obviously reasurred the snow leopard, for he tried to appear threatening now, besides his tiger friend. I merely smirked wider at his attempts, almost pitying his foolishness. But, rather pity, it came out as a surpressed laugh. Using all my effort, I remained smiling, but not laughing. Couldn't let them know just how confident in their defeat I was.

"You have much confidence, tiger." I remarked, turning my attention fully to the large male.

"You are terribly confused, canine. Confidence is one thing, responsibility is another. I have a responsibility to protect my pridemate, and all who attempt aid on my behalf." He first flicked his massive head to the snow leopard, and the to the two leopards a step behind him.

"I can admire that." It was true, I could. Didn't change the fact that I was going to kill him, but it made me hold a mild respect for my prey. Of course, I always tried to find one quality to respect in those I kill.

"You seem awfully confident, blood breath. Face it, you're out numbered. Back off." It was the snow leopard who threatened this time, lips pulled back over his fangs in a snarl.

I glanced to each of my sides and frowned, playing on what he had just observed. "Oh darn, you seem to be right, leopard. I would be foolish to do a battle of four against one..." My lips were suddenly pulled into a smile once more, tail giving a slow, deadly amused wag. The eyes on my head held a forbidden darkness.

Now for my favorite part.

[Miki]

Vin

At Bidziil's cue, I padded forward, not caring to soften my footfalls or dodge the twigs and brush in my way. I came forward noisily, opposite the stealthy silence I had been keeping. I pushed through the undergrowth, finally showing face.

I grinned, flashing my sharp fangs, and stopped at Bidziil's side. "Got us an airhead today, eh?" I commented about the tiger, my smile unfaltering. If anything, I probably looked very excited to be here.

Turning towards the tiger, I smirked. "Brave words. But what good are they against tooth and claw?" I didn't care whether the tiger replied or not, but I was going with Bidziil's small-talk scheme. Had I been in charge of this battle, these cats would already be dead. But, if Bidziil wanted to frighten them first, that was fine with me. Besides, if there was the slight chance that one of these cats got away, then they'd have some idea of us to spread the fear.

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[Ilyich]

-Ilyich-
Her lips curled back over yellowing fangs. Two now? No three. The fur along her shoulders lifted. This would not end well- for the three animals around her or herself. Though she would be perfectly happy to let her own blood fall. So wonderfuly happy. Shaking her head to clear the disturbed lust filled haze, Ilyich focused her ginger gaze on the Folami before her. She spoke not a word, and did not expect any in reward. These animals where here to kill, and she was there to make sure they didn't.

She wanted to hurt, not to die. Today would not be the day to end that saying. The leopard let her ears slick back over her skull, ignoring the itching in her hind legs that told her to run. Why run? WHy escape when it always led her back into the jaws of danger. She could spill blood today, her own blood. She could let the scarlet rain down adn would not risk seeing the confusion on the faces around her. Today would not be a day of self mutilation, rather today would be the rare day she could gain pleasure from her distruction by another's fang.

What wonder.

-bohemien-
His eyes flashed back and forth as he listened to teh words, listened to the blood he could already see pouring from open wounds. The black jaguar let his head fall as his anger rolled. These others, they would feel pain, they would bleed and agonize for days. He would simply bleed. If he got out of this at all. The scars rent into his chest incumbered his movements, and so he had no hope of out running these beasts. His weak bones made it so simple to jsut bite through one leg after another. In the fasion that husky dogs fight, going from the limbs before the vein.

So simple to jsut destroy him. His fangs clicked together as he ground his teeth. "Words, beast, are the poison that fill ever snap" He growled, tail curling as he glared back at the wolf like cretures standing on their pedistool. Let them come down and face the fearful. For Dio's children always know what awaits them. But not him. Even as he stood watching, his fear ate away at him. Look at their size, look at their power. Would he survive this? And even if he did would he survive the next week? The answer it would seem was no.

But what would he do if his blood hit the ground and nothing but blackness took him?


ooc:// Bohemien is on the death list for the board wide murder. So feel free to rip and mangle theboy as much as you please </3

[Miki]

I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster

Vin

I could feel their fear. It fed me, made my adrenaline run faster. Their fear rolled off them in heavy waves, it was the feeling I sensed before I felt them beneath my feet and tasted their blood. Fear was the beginning.

"Words, beast, are the poison that fill every snap."

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I snorted. Such brave words for someone about to die. Couldn't he come up with something more dramatic? Something to give me a little more respect? But then again, I never took anything seriously that came from my victims.

"And words are wasting my time." I shot a glance at my alpha. "Let's just finish them off, Bidziil. It's getting hard to contain myself."

It was true, and there was no hiding it. Saliva was beginning to drip from my mouth, and if it became any foamier I'd look rabid. I shifted my weight from foot to foot, quickly too. Anyone could look at me and tell I was excited. I was a monster ready to kill.[/color]


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I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

Dalila

I had stepped out of the bushes by now, a little less noisily than my father, but the cats had seen me. My tail waved slightly, betraying my excitement, though I held it together much better than Vin.

I glanced at Bidziil, waiting for his cue. I could already taste the blood, and my stomach growled hungrily. I licked my lips, eying the cats with a hungry look. I didn't know what it felt like to be the prey, since I was top of the food chain now. But this was definately a first time experience for these poor cats before me, whose time on earth was ticking away rapidly.

I tried not to think too much about these cats before me. About their lives, their friends, their families. I hated that sometimes Bidziil felt the need to have a conversation before the kill. I hated the fact that sometimes I felt bad killing someone who I had talked to. Even if it wasn't a friendly chat, I found out about them a little. It was getting too personal for my liking, and I growled uneasily. The growl was more directed at Bidziil, pestering him to get on with it. Nothing that threatened his life.

Oh, whatever. He won't care. If anything, Bidziil would be giddy that the attack came by surprise. Vin was making it look like Bidziil would cue us on, preparing the cats. But if I just leapt, they would be taken completely by surprise. Bidziil would love that.

So with a snarl I lunged towards the leopardess. She hadn't said much, I had no reason to feel personal with her. Eyeing her large scab I tore at that first. I knew I was hitting a weak spot, but I didn't realize how much of a weak spot it was.

I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I'm gonna lose control
Here's something radical
I must confess that I feel like monster

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[Bhu]

Ahote
My comrads, my pride. That was what this group was now. The leopard I knew, the two strangers. This was life. Your pride was who you fought with and nothing more. This decided, I knew I would defend them at the cost of my life. Not because I cared for them specifically, or at all, but my pride was my responsibility.

Beside me, Ahanu tensed as one of the dogs leapt towards the leopardess. With grace, my personal comrad bounded over and leapt atop the female canine, snarling with a ferocity I'd never seen in the happy soul. The kinder piece in my heart, the piece that lay hidden, desired to cling to my actual pridemate and be at his defence. But any attachment I had to the male would not be shown, now or ever.


Bidziil
I caught Vin's words and smirked in pleasure. Both were becoming impatient with my game, and I shared in their desire. However, if anything, I was training my self control. Would I be able to hold myself as I always do? I knew I would, for the fear and confusion (and hope) that my talking game put into the pre-slaughtered humored my heart.

Dalila finally leapt, but I felt no anger at being 'disobeyed'. Her attack would come as a surprise, and she now had two of the four occupied. My own paws lead me towards the tiger in a quick, fluid motion. His eyes remained lucid, no fear, anger, concern, surprise. The tiger was already dead.

Leaping, I twisted to land upon the giant beasts back. However, mead jump, I decided against attacking the tiger. I knew I could take down tigers, but I hadn't witnessed such a feat from Vin, though I was told he had done so. I needed to see how worthy of rank my pair was. Therefore, midjump. I dived to the male who had spoken earlier (Bromien). My jaws were ajar as I flew towards the beast, my target being the back of his throat.

[Ilyich]

-ilyich-
Expected this- she had expected this. One broke rank, its fangs and claws aimed at her. And in one swift motion the scab that she had picked at and opicked at for days ripped away. And complete and utter pleasure rocked her body. Lust- thats what it was, the need to feel that beauty. The thing that dripped from her. Blood- such beauty. Such complete and utter perfection. Her jaws parted in a silent yowl of her damnation. If this was how she was to dye- in blood adn shaking in her lust- than she owuld live with it. She would colapse into the bloody perfection and let her body be takin over.

But that was not the point, adn as over wellmed as she ahd become in that one second she could not let herself oogle over her agony. It just wouldn't do. She was at the mercy of another, of a lion sized dog that needed its fangs ripped out. And as the leopard at the receaving end of them she would happily perform the servis. Letting out a real yowl this time, the leopardess sprang in her leath way and jumped over the Foalmi. coming down easily, she spun- emotionless. The only thing that mattered right now was the fact that she didn't want to die. or at least she wanted to be in a bit more pain before she did.

Claws lashing out she wondered if her aim was off or if they would actualy rip across the mutt's face.

-bohemien-

Oh come now!?
He had spun in an attempt to help the tiger, and in its confused mental twists the leader- or at least what would seem to be the leader- had spun towards him. Damn. Well let him come! Scarred chest dropping towards the ground, the black jaguar made a weak attempt to dive away from the crimson eyes demon flying towards him. But he had no hope from the start. Brohemien was no fighter, and he was no runner. he had no escape, even as the beast's jaws closed around the back of his neck he knew this.

He wasn't going to get out of this. Wasn't going to win. He was going to die.

His mind flammed in revolution. SO be it! If he was to die to save these others then he would! SO be it! Snarling in utter fury, the black coated man let his legs give out. Trying to drag the wolf down with him, he rolled. He'd crush it, give it some real wounds to thing about. The entire time his claws spun, tearing and digging into anythign they came in contact with. Even if that thing were his own legs.

What ddi he care? He couldn't feel it.

[Miki]

Vin

Dalila sprang towards the cats suddenly, taking me by surprise. I grinned though, if it was a surprise to me, it must be a bigger one for the prey. Bidziil lunged for the attack next, headed for the tiger, but suddenly swerving away towards the black jaguar. The tiger was open, and he was mine.

Darting forward I showed no mercy as I began my attack. I aimed for his legs, hoping to break one with just the snap of my jaws. Either break one or seriously injure it. If I could do that, the tiger was my play-thing. My mother had told me never to play with my food, but on the contrary, it was my favorite thing to do.

Dalila

The leopard yowled as her scab broke free from her. Her cry surprised me, not sounding as pitiful as I expected. Instead, she seemed eager for battle. I had met cats like this before, the ones who were as vicious as I was, and lived for spilled blood. She jumped over me and I began to turn to face her.

But as she landed another weight landed on my shoulders and I fell to the ground in a surprised heap. Pain ripped across my face and I realized the leopardess had given me a good scratch across the cheek. Wincing, but undeterred I glanced up at the snow leopard on my back. He was much smaller than me, he had only knocked me down by taking me by surprise. I pushed up to my paws quickly, giving an extra heave to dislodge the male.

My anger was at him now, the one who had taken me down so easily. I was a little humiliated, but killing him would erase all that. Snarling I leapt at him, landing heavily on his shoulders. If I could just flip him over, a lunge for the throat would quickly finish him off.

[Bhu]

OOC//: I would let Ahote be killed but he might be of good use in the upcoming pride battle, I think.

Bidziil
My prey was knocked to the ground and blood flowed into my snapping jaws. The sweet pleasure overcame me, and it took a large part of my mental strength not to turned into the crazed monster I truley was. If I did, I'd make unsensible actions, avoidable mistakes, and unneeded failures. I had to remain a collected individual.

But on top of the pleasure, I found a deep surprise. This male thrashed in an attempt to slice me, but he seemed utterly calm in his facial features and body tension. No quivers of pain. No shivers of fear. No tight muscles of fury. Nothing. He simply fought for what seemed to be a want, but not a must.

In this distracting thought, I was forced to give a small yip of pained shock when a swipe came across my vulnerable belly. Warm scarlet darkened the already twilight black of my pelt, and anger increased as I realized it was blood. My blood. "You little ass!" Again I struck down, twisting my legs with the point of flipping him, wanting to rip his jugular from his puny throat. No one scarred me and lived to speak the tail.




Ahote
The last of the beasts lunged for me and I found myself allowing my mind to wander so instincts could be the pure worker. Going back to my Indian ancestors, a barbaric, uncontrolled snarl passed my muscular jaws. I leapt into the air to avoid the grab for my legs, being quick to throw myself back down to land mercilessly upon my attacker. This dog may be strong, but my weight was much like his own, and I could crush the air from his lungs to leave him stunned. If this manuver worked.




Ahanu
I was thrown away with ease, still shocked by the fact that I had actually knocked this giant beast off her paws. Then a snarl sounded and it was coming towards me, a leap landing it upon my shoulder blades. My own snarl was the responce and I stiffened my legs so as to avoid be brought to the ground. This dog was simply too heavy for my small stature so I collasped to my knees in a howl of fury.

My claws were kept dug into the soil, sensing the attempts to expose my throat. I kept snarling aggressivly, but I couldn't do anything while trapped under the creatures weight.

Not that I couldn't do anything anyway. I'd never phyiscal fought in my life. My sister and I had never played fighting games, my sister always thinking it was below her. My heart longed to see Anemy again and my mind slowly wandered. If I was to die, I wanted her face to be the last I saw.....

[Ilyich]

-Ilyich-
Oh no! Oh hell no! How dare that thing attack the fellow that had protected her! The leopard jumped, legs stretched out and claws extended. "look here you son of a bitch" she growled furiously, landing next to the folami. The little bitch whom thought herself so scary. "You want something to chew on? try me- I chew back" Snarling, she reached out yet again with her huge left for paw. The blood dripping down her back doubled every seance. It made her nose and ears quiver with intensity. It made her mind roll with utter pleasure. She was sure lust was in her eyes and it wasn't all for the blood of the rat in front of her.

-Bromien-

Claws ripping into the dirt he let out a furious howl as once again his blood spilled into the monster's jaws. Terror bit at him, but not pain. He only saw the monster latch onto his neck. only heard the crunch of his skin and then of the rip against bone as its teeth crashed against the skeletal system. Bromien let out a shriek as he was flipped, the legs where so strong, and his own scarred body could not cope with the force. He glared up at the monster, waiting for the blow that would kill him. There was nothing he could do trapped under the vile creature, but he wouldn't give in. Hatred blazed in his eyes, profanities blazed on his tongue and pride glowed in his form. "Go on and do it the you soulless puppet" he hissed, teeth coming together with a loud click.