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 Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:01 am
The black ulaya had taken his time wandering. He knew hiding was a helpless, and yet, he knew it was worth something. Pale yellow eyes glowing Ouka raced through the shadowing forest. His ears flicked back with concern. Tonight the Full Moon would be dawning. His other half would come out and kill anyone in sight. The male gulped with fear. He was hoping another wasn't out, wandering, tonight. It would be bad enough if a kit happened to be wandering about.
Ouka spotted the cave he usually took shelter in. Darting in it quickly, he turned back and looked back outside. Knowing this night would be the same as others, Ouka turned and paced further into the cave's core. His tail was wagging back in fourth with slightly worry. He settled himseld down where the darkness seemed to mix with his pelt. The only thing visible in the shadows were his pale yellow eyes, which beamed like the moon it's self.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:14 am
All of a sudden a black blob flew by and caught the kit's eyes. What on earth was this thing? She lost interest in the rabbit and made her way towards the direction the thing went. As she walked, her fire continued to cast shadows and leave a burning trail behind her from the bits of fire that reached the ground and burnt the innocent grass below it. A vicious smile was stretched on her maw as a bit of the smell of burning grass reached her lungs. Her eyes looked up to the sky... It was the night of the full moon.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:23 am
He layed his head down, a sigh rippling deep within his chest. Ouka's tail had stopped it's annoying wagging, and he fought the urge to slink deeper into the darkness. His ears flicked up with surprise. A noise, most likely paw-steps, caught his attention. Ouka didn't bother with the noise. But when he peeked his head from the shadows, seeing burning flames outside the cave, he became alarmed. What was that?
"What in... the world?" He quietly murmured. Ouka's claws had unsheathed themselves. His eyes were scanning the outside of the cave with worry. If that was a ulaya Ouka would be doomed into the killing the poor creature. His head fell down with fear. Ouka scooted himself deeper into the shadows, his eyes flashing a little when he saw a black figure nearing the cave.
Pain filled him, it was a kit.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:42 am
This was no ordinary kit. This little kit was ten times stronger than most others. Her heart wasn't able to break easily, and her muscles were growing stronger from having to race after her food and catch it on her own. Her eyes scanned the cave a little, the yellow eyes looking back at her made the kit even more interested in the creature.
What on earth was that thing doing racing past her meal and waking it up? A faint growl noise was heard from her stomach as she stood at the end of the cave. She didn't feel like going into the darkness and exposing herself to this other. One never knew what to expect and Poison, she always expected the worst. A once cruel glare turned to an indifferent look. Her fire casted a shadow on the cave wall. Pieces of grass caught fire as she sat down with a close eye on the male.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:56 am
Though he knew she was a kit, another feeling irked him. His paws were aching, like a pulse. Ouka's eyes closed with grief. It was time for him to transform. And now, of all times. Right in front of a kit. The black male itched further into the shadows, watching the other with a look of despair. He didn't want to hurt her, no. She was too young to experience death. Or get hurt. Ouka wasn't aware of her strength. He had not fully examined her.
By now his paws were litarally shaking. Ouka's eyes were staring blankly outside, the color in them had seemed to vanish completely. The transformation had begun, but he still looked at the kit with relish. "Run..." He muttered loud enough for her to hear. Ouka abruptly stood then. His claws were dragging the ground as he padded, face down, towards the entrance of the cave.
He didn't want to hurt her. Screaming voices were deafening him every step he took. They were telling him to stop, turn back. hide. Though when they roared, he kept up his usual pace towards the entrance.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 12:10 pm
Poison's eyes remained locked on the male. A sorrowful look? Was he sorry about meeting her? An indifferent look turned to a cruel one then back when he told her to run. Run? Her eyes scanned him over once as he began to come towards her. A interested look sat in her eyes. What was this male doing? Poison wouldn't run, but she had the brains to tell her something wasn't quite right about this male. He was stronger than her, after all he was a grown male and she was only a young female kit.
As casual as possible, she hid herself. It was hard for her to find a place to hide, after all she was lit up by the fire on her. Something told her that this wouldn't be such a pleasant evening, most weren't pleasant, but this one would be worse than the others. Surprisingly the kit was calm, but this was only because she never knew of any other emotion but hatred. If this male did kill her no one would even know but him and of course herself.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 12:18 pm
Ouka had already made it to the entrance of the cave. As he walked out, the male stared dully up at the moon. Clouds were covering it. His gaze fell down and looked around for the kit. She was gone. A sigh of a relief phased through him. But, it didn't last long when a small dazzle of light touched Ouka's pelt.
He swung around and looked back at the moon, which now was fully unmasked. His entire body started to shake. He let out a small whine, which was cut short when he snarled. Ouka's eyes started to change. A large black pupil forming... Snarling largely which revealed yellowish-like teeth. His stubby tail started to grow longer, a wolf-like tail replacing it. And following upward was a streak of fluffy fur.
Now Ouka looked completely different. His claws had grown longer and more sharper, they were now a black like his pelt. He growled angrily, swinging around and looked around viciously. He was searching for the kit.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 4:58 pm
Poison's eyes stayed locked on the male. She always found herself meeting males that wanted to fight. The kit watched as his tail grew long, his claws grew black as the night sky, and razor sharp fangs became visible from inside his mouth. Ugly creature, wasn't he?
Most other ulaya would be shaking with fear, but Poison was too interested to be afraid. Her eyes watched as he looked around for her. Slowly, she lowered herself closer to the ground. He wouldn't get her, she wouldn't let him. If he did try to kill her he would have to suffer far worse pain than what he had already. The scars would be nothing compared to what she could do with her fire.
Poison was growing more angry by the moment. All she could do was hide and hope this male wouldn't find her. She was like the prey she always stalked, though she wasn't nearly as afraid. For some reason Poison never became afraid, rather she became interested in what was happening. This male must be strong. Now the question was, would she be strong enough to try and fight him back if he found her, or would she become another one of his victims?
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 7:16 pm
Ouka's black sharp extended. His tail lashed back in fourth wildly, when he happened to hear only a small noise of rustling, he swung around and met the kit's hiding place. His black eyes, which were holding a pale yellow glow in them, watched the bush with complete notice. A low growl rumbled from his chest, before the were-ulaya set off towards it, his snarl forming even larger.
Digging those sharp claws into the ground Ouka lifted his paw. He procceded to swipe down on a small bush, which was camouflaging her well. But the fire that glowed from her tail was mistakingly noticable. She was not a needle in a hay-stack. He had hoped she wouldn't be. Well, he would have been able to catch the kit anyways with his powerful senses...
Ouka's claws dug into the bush with strong reflixes. His paw, with the help of his claws, hooked onto the bush in which he threw it off with a sudden jolt. Now with the black kit revealed, Ouka growled louder now, his tail stopping until the fur on his back started to fluff ominously.
He snorted with content, tensing his muscles ready to spring at the kit. Ready to attack, and kill her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 7:30 pm
The kit was rather calm during this whole period. Her mind was racing ahead, trying to think of the male's next move. Of course, he would try to kill her. Poison's eyes looked to his contracted muscles. When he would jump she would quickly move away. To hide her next plan, she put on an innocent face and acted as much like a scared kit would.
Her movements were like those of a rabbit she would usually run after and corner then make her dinner for the day. A thoughtful look stayed in the kit's eyes as she looked into the black male's eyes. It was best to stay calm so your mind didn't go crazy about your death. Poison sat, waiting for him to try and attack. When he did finally attack, she moved out of his way with her speed.
The only good thing about being the kit in this battle was that she had the speed. He was a large, sluggish male and she was a quickly, female kit that could easily move out of his way like greased lightning.
She met his snort with a snort of her own as she glared at him.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 7:55 pm
As quickly as she had darted away, Ouka charged after her with the same speed as her's. His growl had obviously grown louder. Judging by how angry his face looked, and how large his snarl was curving into his face. The more angrier he got the more vicious he was going to get. No one was going to stop his killing spree. That meant a a small female kit.
With quick speed Ouka had already caught him to her. His paw lifted highly, his back legs springing out so he could jump into the air. Claws tightening and trying to make his claws grow out more, Ouka managed to collide with the kit's pelt. His claws suddenly raked down her back with anger, he didn't know if this would stop her or not, but it seemed like she would be in pain after his wound for her.
When he had gotten her, the male stopped and looked at the blood that covered his claws. No grin spread across his face. He just looked back at her with a sudden blood-thristy look. Now, Ouka was getting serious. He was going to try ripping her into pieces.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 8:07 pm
When he pounced her and landed with his claws in her back, the little kit made a squeaking noise. Her back was burning with pain and her eyes grew cruel as well. It was either fight back, run away in fear and probably be killed either way, or give up completely.
Of course, being Poison she wouldn't run away and she wouldn't give up. As quick as she could, she spun around and dove for his face. With her claws out, she began to rip at his face. The little kit wouldn't give her life to this male that easily. No, he would have to suffer from as much blood loss as she would. A vicious glare sat in her eyes as she dug in his face again and again with her sharp claws.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 2:31 pm
The monster-like ulaya let out a roar of anger, mixed with the small pieces of pain. His tail was lashing back in fourth with quick speed, as if he would suddenly whip around and cut her entire body into little pieces. Ouka's eyes glowed with a defiant glare, dimming when the were-ulaya grinned evily.
Her claws were still digging into his face. When he thought she'd be out of energy, her claws slashed across the middle of his eyes. Ouka roared once more, whipping around with her claws clinging onto his face. The male's claws suddenly pulled into the ground, and he found his chance. Ouka opened his mouth has wide as he could. In a moment he bit sharply into the kit's stomach, her sides, and now her back.
Another glow of triumph was able to be seen in his eyes. The black ulaya ripped her off of his face, bitting down hard until he whipped his head around and let her fall into the air, watching as she would hit the ground.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 4:10 pm
This wasn't her end, Poison could tell. If it was, this male would have to feel her wrath first. As she hit the ground, she stayed still for only a few moments before rising her small body and sending a vicious glare towards the male.
Her eyes searched him for a vulnerable place. The only place she could think of was his back, but she would need to find a way to get there. Poison wouldn't give up, she was the daughter of two horrible creatures after all. Her back was arched and a vicious glare was on her face.
This male was very strong, she had to admit. When she got the chance she pounced on his back and began to tear into it. Her teeth dug into him and she dug her claws in as deep as they would go so she wouldn't fall off his back. This time, he would have to find a miracle to get her off.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:11 am
Now, Ouka roared like he had never roared before. This kit had already started to get on his nerves. She was indeed strong, determined and mean. Though, it would be difficult to tear her off of his back. But, oh well, it was her death was asking for, after all.
His body started to thrash about like a roller-coaster. He roared once more, letting her know that he wasn't going to make it easy for her. No ideas had formed in his head, and all Ouka could do was thrash around and jump around like a foolish bull. Without warning Ouka flopped onto his stomach, landing on the ground heavily with a smash, hoping that this impact would've crushed a few bones in her small body.
Ouka growled in relish, fully aware that he might have just killed. Though he could still feel the seering pain that was clawing deeper into his back. With another roar of intense anger, Ouka stood up and continued his helplessly thrashing. The fur on his back was like spikes now, a porcupine. They were staying complete still and were threatening to stab the kit who was on his back.
But, as he was ready to crash against the ground in hopes of killing her, a small dim light seemed to catch his attention. Ouka froze in anger and fright, his realizations hitting him: The sun was already rising.
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