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Post by cptkickercutleg on Apr 3, 2012 17:00:32 GMT -6
Cercius casts a scathing glance towards Thunder,
"Buon Italiano, ragazza. Next time try a language I was not taught as a child. I do not 'spy', as you all insinuate, but merely observe." he corrects, turning to the newcomers,
"Kill them for such insolence, they don't deserve to live!"
"Gran-Drappa, do not anger me, someone as wise as you should know what I am and what I am capable of. Sikla-Dragga, you would not last a second in my land, if you were to trespass, my Draegga would tear open your belly, cripple your legs and leave you for the crows." he growls, warning them both as his tail rises over his back, "And he's the merciful one."
"Too crowded in this tree, no escape routes if things get ugly..." he thinks, and with two bounding leaps, he stands at the base of the tree he once sat in, and he calls up to Thunder,
"I can't discuss my reasons why I watch you, because you'd change your behaviour." he barks, taking a sip from the stream, his coal black paws leaving deep imprints in the dry earth.
They looked a lot deeper than they should have been...
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Post by thunder on Apr 3, 2012 18:32:11 GMT -6
Now Thunder grinned, he spoke her native language. The new question was why Graal didn't. He had given the impression that they came from the same pack, especially with the whole slashing belly thing and language.
She eyed the paw-prints for a few seconds, her mind giving her the possible pros and cons of him being heavy. It would slow him down to an extent, so if it came to it Thunder could out run him. Though if she was pounced and pinned she would be unable to do anything if her dodge and counter method didn't work. Then she snorted quietly on what he had said, her behavior always depended on who she was with, the actions of others, and where she was.
Then since he had addressed her she said, "Buonpormeriggio." It was fast, as it was her native language, but it was still very much there. Then she spoke again, this time louder and slower but not by much, "Io mi chiamo Tuono." She was aware that she was currently leaving the other two in the dark.
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Translation 1: Good afternoon.
Translation 2: My name is Thunder.
(Tuono is one of the two translations for thunder, it is more likely that others would call her Tuonare simply because she is female. It is still possible to call her Tuono though.)
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Post by Adurnak on Apr 3, 2012 19:27:55 GMT -6
All humor suddenly vanished from Navanic's expression, and the air around his muzzle shimmered with heat.
"Don't be so quick to judge, lycanthrope." He replied smoothly, dangerously calm. "You're of the Otonami Pack, going by your language. Vulftung, right? You should be careful who you call Sikla."
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Post by fangirl728 on Apr 4, 2012 15:57:07 GMT -6
Ah, packs, something she never bothered with when she was younger, something she regretted now. She can't say anything snappy to what the werewolf had said to her, but that was fine. Eichi was far beyond getting angry. "I was not trying to anger you," the old wolf said, "I was just having some fun. You, however, take thing way too seriously. might I suggest you relax a little?"
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Post by cptkickercutleg on Apr 6, 2012 16:31:26 GMT -6
Cercius arches his back as he looks at the winged wolf, a warning of impending violence as he snarls, blood red gums showing as his lips curl to reveal bleached white teeth, glistening in the dim light,
"Ay vos voh spech oh Ash pack, Sikla! Ash pack es nort morn, en Ah es ets Draegga!"
(( "Watch what you say about my pack, weakling! My pack is not dead, and I am it's leader!" ))
his eyes swivel to Eichi's face, staring into her blind eyes,
"As for remaining calm, relaxed and civil, I'd like to see you try when all you see when you sleep is everyone you know burning alive, and your last friend, your brother, the last person at your side, is killed by human hunters, a spear through his heart, a heart so pure that if he hadn't had died, he could have changed the world! But look at you now, you stand there, casually interrupting and irritating a broken werewolf as if I couldn't just snap your neck with my paws."
He had had it with these wolves, his body was twitching, powerful muscles tense and ready to attack with another word.
"Just kill them, they deserve it!"
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Post by thunder on Apr 8, 2012 14:31:51 GMT -6
Thunder watched as he snarled, her ears tilting back slightly. Her fur swayed in the wind as she assessed the situation. The possible outcomes she saw weren't pretty. She moved to the side slightly so her dodge and counter method of fighting would work if she had to fight.
"La shai'a waqi'on motlaq bal kollon momken." Thunder whispered in Arabic, her second language. It wasn't very loud so unless they had all been holding their breath and paying special attention to her they wouldn't have heard it.
Her red eyes flashed in the light as she popped her neck. The light was conveniently placed behind her so aiming for her would be hard. Still Thunder was ready and able to sprint off on a breath of air. She remaind where she was and didn't do anything.
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Post by fangirl728 on Apr 8, 2012 14:46:16 GMT -6
Eichi listened to the werewolf carefully, judging his words. Should she push him anymore? As much as she wanted to, it would probably be best to back off. "I'm sorry," she murmured, not sure whether she was sorry because of the trouble she caused or for what happened to him. She then quickly approached him and nuzzled his neck, and before he could do anything, jumped into the air, spreading her wings and flying just out of his reach. She then hovered there, waiting to see what he would do.
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Post by Adurnak on Apr 8, 2012 16:35:14 GMT -6
Almost before Cercius had finnished speaking, Navanic had launched himself into the air, a sheild of intensly hot flames errupting around him as he cleared the branches. His voice crackles with rage as he lets out a savage roar at the werewolf.
[glow=yellow,2,300]"You lack the strength to accept that your pack is gone, scattered to the four winds, and still dare to to call someone a sikla when you know nothing of them? I am no weakling, lycanthrope, just as you are no Alpha! Keep testing me, and you will find that out at great cost."[/glow]
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Post by cptkickercutleg on Apr 8, 2012 17:30:53 GMT -6
That was it.
The last straw was broken, and Cercius had had enough.
"Fine, you deal with it!"
"Gladly."
His muscles ripple, expanding, twisting and spasming as a sickening smile spreads across his lips.
"FREEDOM!"
The howl rips from his lungs, only just over the sound of ripping flesh and tearing skin, bones snapping and realigning as he stands on two large paws, his front paws curling into talon-like fingers, each ending in a black needle-like claw. His black fur sprouts over his chest, even as the skin still spreads over bare red muscle, and his eyes flash a glowing dangerous radon green.
The delicious pain that accompanied these changes, being torn apart and reassembled, the unbelievable rush of adrenaline and endorphines, it was nothing to the rage, the anger and the hatred that this creature so thrived upon, and aimed at this fiery tempered winged wolf.
"Fire! Of all the things! Disgusting fire! It killed my brothers and sisters! It won't kill ME!"
The creature, not even deserving the title of man or wolf now, merely a monster, takes a step forwards, his jaw opening to emit a roar of pure hatred, anger and aggression, the branches swaying with the force of his emotions.
"VOH ES ASH LIIRA, SIKLA! ASH PUTNAN VOH!"
(( "You are my prey, weakling! I hunt you!" meaning he intends to kill Navanic. ))
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Post by Adurnak on Apr 9, 2012 9:16:27 GMT -6
Navanic's only responce is to drop the shield, letting loose a searing beam of fire from his jaws at Cercius' face. He's not close enough to use his more dangerous Flame Blast, but he has no intention of getting anywhere within the werewolf's striking distance.
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Post by thunder on Apr 9, 2012 10:00:06 GMT -6
Thunder quickly sidestepped the fire growling as she did so. She disliked fire for good reason. Her eyes widened slightly as some of the savana grass caught fire. She knew it would be a tight spot for her, in between two large angry males, but it would be even worse for them all if that fire spread.
She surged forwards between the two, and towards the fire. She knew she had just stuck herself in the worst position possible for her style of fighting and body-type. She bit at the flaming grass stalks, nipping them near the roots. She held the grass in her mouth for a few seconds as she dug other grass and flammable plants out of the way. Then she dropped it and began repeatedly trampling it with her front paws, hoping that she wouldn't be hit to badly if at all.
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Post by fangirl728 on Apr 9, 2012 14:35:40 GMT -6
Eichi didn't see the werewolf transform, and for that she was happy. She was certain it was a sight better missed. But she smelled the fire. It was burning the grass, and in this dry land it wouldn't be long until everything caught.
She had a choice to make: intervene and try to stop the fight, or put the fire out. She was blind, she couldn't see the fire and would probably end up in it if she tried to put it out. She should stop the fight, it was the best thing to do. But if her horribly put together plan didn't work, then she would be caught in the cross-hairs of two angry males.
Eichi lowered her hover until she was at what she believed to be eye level. With a snarl, she used her spell Glare, shooting a bright light out of her sightless eyes. Hopefully it would temporarily blind and stun the attackers in their tracks. Raising her voice to a shout that she knew was powerful from her younger days, she said, to the werewolf most of all, seeing he was the most dangerous, "A few words said by the ignorant are not worthy of all this. Bloodshed is a high price and one neither of you need to pay. BACK OFF!" Eichi only hoped they would listen.
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Post by cptkickercutleg on Apr 9, 2012 18:08:02 GMT -6
The change had made him unsteady, his mind still realigning nerves and muscle-impulses to work with this shape.
"Why now of all times! Why a slow change TODAY!?"
"Silence cur! You speak nothing but weakness!"
This wolf, flying high over him, taunting him with height, fire and insults, made anger boil in his stomach, and he takes an unsteady step forwards, a blur of turquoise rising between him and his prey as he snarls again.
He stumbles, reaching to the side and raking a tree with his black claws, deep gashes left to regain his balance.
The noise, the heat!
"We ran last time! It was too hot, the smoke killed mom!"
"I said silence! Shut up!"
"And then they killed Bran, and he was everything to us!"
Tears blurred his vision.
"Shut up! The smoke is making my eyes water and I can't see straight!"
"And we were so alone! And when we found Graal, he didn't care! We're brothers and he doesn't care at all!"
A flash of light hits his sensitive eyes, already half-blind, ears ringing and balance unsteady, the beast that had been Cercius takes one more step, toppling neatly over Thunder, landing curled up with a short bark of pain, confusion and despair.
"I'll kill them! I'll kill them I'll kill them! You're all weak! Nothing more than cretin!"
"We're so weak! What's the point, it hurts so much!"
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Post by Adurnak on Apr 9, 2012 18:17:37 GMT -6
Navanic flinched, startled out of his fiery rage not so much by the light as by the words. The flames around him faded as he watched the lycanthrope topple over in a sensory overload, curling on the ground. For once, though, he managed to keep his mouth shut, not saying anything.
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Post by thunder on Apr 9, 2012 18:39:24 GMT -6
Thunder grunted as the heavy were-wolf squished her. "So it seems." She said in reply to herself. The no-longer flaming embers burning her slightly as she remained unable to get up.
She didn't try to bite him off or anything of the violent sort,she simply let herself remember the last time she was pinned so completely and what she had done then. Oh yes, she had faked death rather nicely. The problem was, that wouldn't get her anywhere now. Of course the only way she would get attention from the beast on top of her was to do something. "La shai'a waqi'on motlaq bal kollon momken." She said again, louder this time, reminding herself of the meaning behind it. Perhaps some part of him would recognize that the speaker was below him, and maybe he would have met a gnaw wolf before or understand her second language and not understand why she had something so obscure at this moment in time. Still it didn't matter so much that he understood her, but that she was acknowledged and that he got off of her. She squirmed a bit to make sure he noticed.
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