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 Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 9:53 pm
Prancing briskly through the market, Ilonka could feel the eye's on her. A smug grin was on her face, her head held high, and her tail straight up. She was so used to this attention.
Everytime she went to the marketplace, one taur or another would seem spellbound by her unique coloring's and confident beauty.
Little brown hooves lightly touched the ground as she trotted along the heart of it all, her eye's glancing to their perifials everyonce and awhle to get a glimps of who was checking her out.
Finally passing through the thickest part of the large commute, Ilonka's smile curled even more as she found what she was looking for.
A female's favorite part of the marketplace.
Plenty of women were swarmed around the small shop, which contained many enhancer's to one's apperance.
Passing by the crowd with out a care, she got what she wanted, paid for it, and left.
She could feel the women's gaze's.
Most were dagger's, fueld by jealousy or distgust in Ilonka's obvious cockyness.
But it didn't bother her. She went on her way.
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Finally she began to leave the market, a tiny vial clutched in her hand.
As well as a satisfied grin along her face.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 10:05 pm
Onisim was in town, chopping firewood for the elderly taur. He normally didn't go near town, only entering if he ran short on food or to sell his game. Every now and then, he would also come to help out the elderly with tasks that would've been impossible for them to do. Placing all the wood he chopped into a neat pile by house, he merely nodded to the grateful old woman and left, his axe swung over his shoulder.
He wasn't normally the type to help out others, but the elderly struck a chord in his otherwise cold heart. So he usually did all he could to help out the old. Onisim couldn't help but smile wryly, imagining how he would get by when he was as old as them.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 10:06 am
To pass out of the market, Ilonka would have to go through a few deserted alley's, for her next destination was quicker to get to the back way.
Consider it a shortcut, if you will.
As she began to leave the main buzz of the market, she could feel that someone was following her.
Her eye's glanced at their corner's, seeing fuzzy figure's behind her.
She was quite used to men trying to draw her attention by following her, and usually accompanied by a hollaring; but these three unknown 'taurs gave a diffrent vibe.
They were quiet, for one, and they traveled a bit further than usual, in a more stalking or hunting manner.
Her little tail flickered uneasily, as she kept her composure up and alert.
Trying her best to stay calm, she turned down another alley, hoping that they were simply going a diffrent route.
But they followed, without hesitation.
Little deer ears swiveled back, pressing against her skull in distaste and nervousness.
By now the crowd of the market was far enough for a scream to be heard in the depths of the alley's.
Nor could she turn back around to go back.
Forward was her only option. As she began to pick up her pace, the hunter's picked up faster.
Quickening to a canter, Ilonka's hooves clacked against the stone ground, her tail erect in alarm and fear.
Boosting to a gallop, Ilonka's heart raced, her eye's wide and frantic.
But the pursuer's only kept at her, a evil cackling buzzing from them in diffrent tone's.
In the heat of the moment, the doe accidently took a wrong turn, going the opposite way and causing herself to find herself at a dead end.
Freezing, she gave out a small whimper, knowing there was nothing else she could do.
The predator's behind her snickered cynically, and snapped ungodly things.
Clutching the tiny vial in her hands, she held it close to her breast, trying her best to think of a solution as they began to close in on her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 10:25 am
Onisim looked at the crowd that had just passed. Raising an eyebrow at the retreating figures, he thought saw a familiar shade of blue ahead of them. Before he could think further the elderly woman shook her head in shame, saying to him,
"It's them again." she sighed, "They always find a new woman to target for their pleasure. I've seen many women bruised and beaten up lying in the alleyways because of them...if they would only stop..."
The male stared at her, eyes flickering with concern. "Beaten up?" Women were annoying beings yes, but it was wrong to harm them in anyway no matter how annoying they were. He had to stop them, he thought. He quickly nodded to the woman again before running into a full gallop after them. The cervitaur ended up in the alleys before he lost sight of them completely. His ears swiveled around like a radar, wondering which direction they had gone in.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 10:42 am
Her heart pounding against her tiny rib cage and thin skin, Ilonka's intake of oxygen became much more constant.
Breathing excelling, she backed her flank back, almost against the stone wall that towered above her and any hope of escaping.
Gritting her teeth hard, in attempt to keep herself from crying and to try and intimidate them, she stomped her hooves forcefully.
"Stay back! I'll-I'll.. I'll hurt you!"
She stammered, trying her best to be strong.
The three taurs simply cackled, unphased in the slightest.
Begining to crack their knuckles, poping their necks, and stretching their backs, they advanced towards her.
"We've got a nice one this time, boy's.. A pretty little thang, isn't she..?"
The leader of the gang seethed, as his comrads agreed in uncanny grunts and nods.
Raising her fists, she held her ground, her whole body tense.
"Leave me alone, you freaks!"
Her eye's blazed, instinct kicking in.
Flight was not an option; she must fight.
The leader simply scoffed, and rushed at her, capturing her with ease in his grimey arms.
"Freaks? Aw.. that's not very nice, princess.." he hissed in her ear, alchohol very much present in his breath.
She tried to yank herself from his grasp, but his grip was adament.
Tossing her head as far from him as possible, she could feel him trying to lick her neck.
Goose bumps shot through her entire body, like electricity.
"N-NO!" she shrieked.
Her deer body desperatly tried to rear at him, but his subordinates had a hold of it. Stroking her soft pelt.
"'ay boss. She's got a nice soft little deer body." one of the thugs laughed as he ran his grundgy hands against her pristine coat.
Tears began to prickle at her eye's, as she felt the leader's grip tighten on her petite body.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 10:54 am
Onisim snapped his neck towards the sound, had they already gotten to the female already? Cursing under his breath more at himself than them, he galloped through the maze looking around every corner to see if there was anyone there.
Finally after much running, the sounds became louder. Odd, the voice seemed quite familiar. But he couldn't place it. Whoever it was, it was no time for him to be standing there and thinking. He finally reached a dead end and saw three males surrounding a small female.
A blue cervitaur female to be exact.
"Damn that girl." he muttered. Did she know how to stay out of trouble? Apparently not. As much as he didn't want to go in and save her, it wasn't right to leave her there at the mercy of the males. Clearing his throat, he spoke up, "Three men on one woman? That's quite pitiful." Even though his voice had a sarcastic edge to it, his eyes were something else - they were burning with anger.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 11:08 am
Closing her eye's as the ring leader began to take a lustful bite at her neck, Ilonka gasped hearing another's voice.
Blinking her eye's open, she found Oni to be standing there, in all his glory.
Crimson eye's twinkled as tear's began to bud in disbelief and gratitude.
But Oni's presence didn't seem to bother the boss of this slimey gang.
Biting into Ilonka's neck, she winced and stiffled a whimper.
"Oi. What's it to ya, old man? You can 'ave at her when we're done." one of the filthy men cackled. His finger's pressed into Ilonka's flank rather roughly, causing her to squirm.
The leader looked to Oni, a unimpressed expression on his face.
"What's your problem, bloke? Shouldn't you be off dying in a hole somewhere?" he smirked, sinking his grip into Ilonka's torso.
Biting her lip, she looked away, embarressed fully at the situation she had gotten herself mixed into.
A small tear dared to peel over her bottom eyelid, and streak down her cheek.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 11:22 am
Onisim couldn't help but grimace as the male bit into her neck. But he had to remain calm and cool. He knew if one was blinded by anger in such a case as this, he could possibly get hurt.
He laughed, "Dying in a hole? Tell you what. I'll go into my hole and die-" he set his axe next to the alley wall, "-after a fight. What do you say hm? Women like strong men. So it only makes sense that she deserves the strongest out of all of us, no?" he advanced towards them without waiting for an answer, punching one of the goonies in the neck deftly. Interesting...the poor fellow bone structure was pretty weak for he had felt something crack.
The old man smirked as the goon fell to the ground, "Sounds fair?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 11:32 am
As the thug fell, his boss simply watched, not suprise in the slightest.
His Wolftaur tail wagged slowly, brushing against the ground.
Specks of blood began to surface from where the Cervitaur was bit, and the wolf grinned sickly.
Licking it slowly, causing Ilonka to shiver and whimper, he stared at Oni.
His eye's filled with nothingness.
The second subordinate seemed to be affected by Oni's demonstration of power, as he loosened his grip from Ilonka's hide.
He was a rather skinny fello, unlike his equal who was a pudgy 'taur, and a Centaur at that.
His eye's narrowing to slits, a snarl on his face, the follower spat at Oni,
"Who care's what she wants? We'll do what we please with her! Whether she likes it or not! Go home, grandpa!" He clentched his wimpy fists, trying to act big and bad, his tail swaying frantically in anticipation and nervousness.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 11:51 am
The male decided that the wolftaur needed to be ridden of first. How to do that...? He glanced at the centaur and merely brushed him aside. This one was no threat to him.
The sight of the blood on her neck was enough to anger him, but he kept his breathing even. Maybe if he caused a diversion...whatever. He walked up to Ilonka and the male, forcing him from her quite roughly. Stupid male had such a strong grip on her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 11:59 am
Once freed from the peverted male's hold, Ilonka stumbled a bit away, holding at her neck.
She leaned against the wall, panting heavly, as she could feel where those barbaric hands once were.
Shaking rather profusly, Ilonka tried her best to stay concious, but could feel herself losing control over her body.
Licking his lips, from the delicacy of Ilonka's fresh blood, the wolftaur backed up slowly from Oni, a smug grin on his face.
The centaur ran to his boss's side, still trying to seem useful, when it was obviously apparent that he was useless.
The wolftaurs canine's were gleaming, and stained with blood.
"She's tasty, ya know. Maybe you should take a bite." he chuckled, heartlessly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 12:10 pm
Onisim glanced at Ilonka to make sure she was alright, "You should leave. I can take care of these two." he advanced towards them, "Now where's that fight I was looking for? An old man like me has nothing better to do." he sneered.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 12:18 pm
Trying her best to stay upright, Ilonka feebly felt her way along the wall, her legs struggling to place infront of her.
Feeling the blood starting to drip from her neck, the Cevi's eye's fluttered a few times before clamping shut.
She managed to get around the corner of where she came from, but her vision was starting to blur and her mind swam.
Fingers digging into the wall for support, her legs would give out with almost every other step.
The wolftaur grinned and rushed at the older male, swinging wildly at him.
His partner played cheap, pulling a small pocket knife that was tied to his back hoof, and charged at the fearless old man as well.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 12:29 pm
Onisim was a big man, but he was fast. He dodged the wolftaur's attacks before kneeing the centaur's hide. Knives didn't scare him at all and that greenhorn couldn't even dream of touching him. The cervitaur swiveled to the wolftaur and grinned, "Now its just one on one, boy."
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 12:36 pm
The Centaur groaned as he was easily taken down, collapsing in a heap, his knife clanking to the ground with him.
A cynical smile on the Wolftaur's face, he growled deeply in his throat, his tail swaying furiously.
Saliva was building up, and begain to drool down his mouth, and coated his teeth.
"Cervi blood is the best.. I wouldn't mind trying yours.."
He zig zagged at Oni, faking him out by bounding at him, and quickly leaping off.
Taking little nips at him with punches and scratches.
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