Three Heads are Better Than One

[Wyndbain]

"Berais?"

"Nothing on my side..." A voice softly drolly stated, sounding as though it's owner were bored with the task at hand.

"The damned hare got away all because that dead weight to your left didn't put in any effort!!" There was a snap of jaws and a surprised yelp as one head reached across another to get at his brother. The action of a three headed hellhound attempting to punish another of it's own heads was an odd sight indeed.

"It's not my fault I can't do anything when I'm hungry!" The head to the far left, that was most likely Berais whined, pulling as far away from his fierce brother, Kratais, as he possibly could, despite the fact that they shared the same body.

"You idiot! We share the same muscles, putting in any effort is no effort at all!" Kratais, who was the third head on the right, gave a loud snuff accompanied by a growl, which expelled steam from his nostrils into the humid air.

The middle head remained quiet through the rest of his siblings' bickering, although he did let loose a soft sigh that surprisingly went unnoticed by his sibling heads. How could they miss such an obvious sign of his irritation, with him being in the center after all? With Kratais constantly raging on about Berais being a down right do-nothing, and Berais trying to ignore said insults, Zolais was left to tone both of them out while he surveyed the area, so they at least knew where they were going.

[blitzkreig]

:/~\: SiLaT :/~\:

Tight, toned muscle rippled with feline languidness, a lazy liquid prowling movement. Silat had been couting the forest in long, lazy strides of her thick, short legs. Tail flickered like some long, thick and quivering, a life of its own. She was a regal figure, stark in contrast against the summer backdrop. Snowy white and large flat rosette spots sleek across her pelt. A tough, angular face pressed forward through the underbrush, her body slung low to the ground. She was hunting. Between her claws clicked metal, something ready to strike out like some metallic snake. Her body was taught in anticipation.

Not far back the regal snow-leopard had caught the intoxicating scent of forest hare, and it was thick and inticing in her nostrils, driving her mad with hunger. That's what you got when you did not eat for a week on end. But her mind had been quite preoccupied, the thoughts of her missing brother and her dead clan fresh in her foremind. Stupid, [grrr]ing stupid. You imbacil, Silat, you let them all die, you did not fight hard enough! The spiral of self loathing was a long and hard one. But things filtered back to a dim reality contrasted by crazed nature and pure instinct.

Forward she crept, stealth her fist nature, powerful and sleek. She did manage to hide herself quite well in the cercumstance, her bright body melting into the cornucopia of light and shadow. She neared, closer amd closer, heard the hare rustle just before her. Almost there, she could almost taste the warm hare meat in her jaws, sliding down her pulsing throat. Then, shouting, angry and aggrovated. Silat slipped, a twig crackling under a large paw. The metakl between her fingers slid forth with a loud shink! The hare flinched, and Silat heard it bolt. She winced, and did not give chase, letting a heavy, defeated feel come across her. Foiled again.

Sighing, the snow leopard stood, finding it pointless to hide now. As she rose she saw them....it....almost emediatly. Three heads and all, how interesting. But she could smell the tough, burnt scent that eminated from it. Hellhounds....Danger.
"Hoi!"
her call was loud and wary. Commanding all the same, but careful as well, Silat knew it was dangerous to mess with the pride of a potentially egotistical being.

"Mayhaps you should keep your voices dowm, eh mates? Other animals out and about tryign to go about their business here."

[Wyndbain]

Kratais, the right head, gave a long, drawn out snort from his nostrils, expelling in that same instant a spiraled wisp of smoke. His head lifted in the direction of the creature who had spoken, eyes easily picking out the white being amongst darkness and shadows.

"I do not care about the business of others." His lips pulled back to show fearsome, thick, white fangs.

"Kratais, no." Zolais said with a slightly disgusted tone while sticking out his tongue. Kratais looked at him with irritated confusion. Berais looked in turn at each of his other heads and suddenly nodded.

"Zolais is right, leopards have too much fur for my liking."

Kratais growled and yelled at the two, though he went under Zolais' neck to better intimidate Berais. "Stay away from my thoughts you two twits!!!"

Zolais swung his head down and hit Kratais on the cranium with his jaw, getting the hound to calm down somewhat and return to his usual position on the right, while in the same moment protecting Berais from further torment and getting some peace out of it for himself.

"Your thoughts are too violent, it's no wonder even a dead fire like Berais could catch that."

[blitzkreig]

Indeed, Silat was instantaniously caught with a flickering enthusiasm towards the rude threesome. She had heard about craetures that shared bodies as these did, usually one head was agressive - she marked him out quite easily - while the others were dominant and one slightly submissive and sluggish. She pegged them out with a little more difficulty. At least one head held some common sense, well...maybe. With amusement she watched them squabble amongst themselves, and caught the unpleasant words, but let them slip momentarily. Needless to say a chill went down her feline spinea. Metal talons edged only slightly from her toes, hidden in the undergrowth at her feet. She smiled disarmingly at the three-headed galute(s)

Such a smile matched the ignorant snarl that crossed Kratais's ugly muzzle. Her clean black lips peeled back revealing a row of fresh white teeth, canines jutting and her gums fresh and pink. They were the teeth of a trained warrior, hones not only on the necks of her prey, but the necks of her enemies. Call it posturing I suppose, though the smile held its sly and friendly properties, any trained eye could tell she was keen to show off her assets. It was instinct, to show what you've got, try to intimidate. Silat kept calm.

"Well then you are as ignorant as you are ugly."
Gentle teasing, nosing her way into the badspot, not a good trait. Careful old gal you could get yourself killed.
'Then I will go down fighting.'
Her menacing sneer remained.

[Wyndbain]

Kratais let loose a very loud, angry roar that was suddenly cut off when a fairly large paw came down on top of his head. The feline's insult had instantly been forgotten as the beast turned his anger upon Zolais, who had most probably been in control of the paw.

Zolais had his eyes closed while he concentrated on keeping control of their body, in order to stay clear of Kratais' snapping jaws by use of that same paw.

"Must you entice him?" He said drolly with his eyes still closed, though his head was pointed in her direction.

[blitzkreig]

The Leopardess suddenly felt an odd liking for this dominant middle head. He was interesting, calm and collect, strangely amusing. While Kratais continued with his stupid anger, Silat offered the angered head one last tease before turning her full attention to Zolais. As sturdy shoulders gave a slight ripple with her movement she made her smile a little less intimidating and added a note of friendliness to it. Lips went down a little, taking the sneer down to nothing more then a pleasent grin. angular head gave a bob as she nodded to the middle dome.
"I am sorry, but I was tempted. Perhaps I should learn to hold my tongue a little better, no?"

With this being stated, said tongue poked out from between her teeth as if to prove a point. The coral-hued snake then darted back into his strong jaws and the smile remained with vigour. Setting back on the raw muscles in her haunches, the beastial female let her bodice slide back with the liquid grace of a feline, finding a more comfortable position settled on her rump, balancing forward on her appropriatly set forepaws. With each movement, the sun filtering through the forest canopy sent dazzeling dashes of light across her silverine pelt. Black rosettle spots were easily set off from her sleek form. She was in the peak of Snow Leopard condition, her coat clean and neat, legs thick and powerful. Even those dazzeling orbs showed the regality that she had inherited from her kin.

"So, sires. It seems as though all three of your were on the hunt as well. As I was. Yet your loud voices have cost me m lunch. Perhaps we can strike a deal. I have not eaten in the longest time, and with combined strength, perhaps we would be able to take down something a little less....small."
Her smile never disappeared.
"I am Silat by the way. Ex-clan leader of the mountain dwelling snow-leopards."

[Wyndbain]

"Silat." Zolais said while opening his eyes, to better and more appropriately have a look at the one he spoke with. He nodded, and spoke without looking to either of his brothers for their say in the matter.

"Acceptable. I am Zolais." He said with a slight nod of his head.

"The one to my left is Berais..." At the sound of his name, Berais gave the feline a quizzical look, for with his eyes closed he had obviously been napping.

"And, my well mannered brother to the right..." Zolais stressed the 'well mannered' part while jerking his muzzle in Kratais' direction. The third head was silent, but glaring with as much ferocity as he could muster at the snow colored cat.

"...is Kratais."

Berais nodded sluggishly as if to confirm it, giving an overly dramatic yawn. "If you wanna call us all, it's Ais."

[blitzkreig]

[ooc] - Sorry Wom, but I'm cleaning out some of my characters and unfortunately Silat is gunna be one of them. =P Sorry to have to stop this RP. *Bows* Dont hurt meh! <.<