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 Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 11:10 am
-Leon was sharpening his antlers on the bark of a nearby tree when he heard the crunch of wood. He froze his ice blue eyes narrowing a touch. Deciding to investigate her moved toward the sound his belts clinking-
Vega grinned sharply, pleased with the way it felt to be hacking away at something. The weight of his claws slicing through bark like butter..Bone would ahve been better..flesh and that sweet coppery scent. But bark would have to do for the moment. Drawing back and striking again broadside of the tree. Using his imagination to paint an opponents face for him.
Leon used his mercenary Training to double bak on Vega so he could get a better view of the Tree offending hart. the edges of his mouth twitching in amusement, to the obsever though it was unreadable. He stood there tails swaying as he waited for Vega to notice him.
Vega snuffed a heated breath, panting softly, that odd prickly feeling of being watched making its way up his spine. As if cold water were running over his skin making his shoulders hunch and body give a quick shiver. His attention on the tree waning slightly, ears swiveling while narrowed eyes scanned the shadows. "I've been stalked far to many times..and I'm tired of being chased by shadows" Vega purred to the space, the slight ouline of tails swaying catching his attention, enough to make him stare long and hard at what was certainly something as large as he was..if not a bit larger..
Uncharacteristically, Leon heard himself give a dark chuckle before stepping into the light. "It was not my intention to stalk you, my nature is to be direct. "he said cooly, but not unkind. In the same even frostbitten voice he added with a raised eyebrow. "Did you kill the bad tree?"
Vega sneered, turning his head away from the revieled figure. Eyes traveling the others form discreetly, one couldn't say the intruder was all that terrible looking, surely no sweet heart, but he didn't seem like he was here to start a fight either. "And it is my nature to be a snide a** who stabs trees." Vega huffed softly, tossing the tree a glare. "Killed it? No, I did better then that..rid the world of such an evil piece of flora. In fact you should be thanking me for maiming it so"
Leon shifted to the right the keen edge of the blade at his hip flashing. He looked Vega over and he considered the males words before saying in reply. "Seems like a waste...both of effort and to dull your claws. As to be thankful what for? You didn't cause it pain it didn't even bleed. Even if you feel better it still looks rather stupid. His eyes held glazed amusement. "After all what good is it if your enemy doesn't feel defeated? You attacked the Tree you didn't win." he pointed out.
Vega sent a veiled look of hostility leons way, a blaze of anger sparking between half hooded lids. First the other intruded, and then he dared to judge? Bah. "Your walking a very thin line my friend, the edge of being rude and invasive." Somehow though, the others words rang true, the hint of a challenge in them, as if he was offering something more. "You are right though, maybe I need something better to sharpen them on eh..a real enemy..fur and flesh and bone. Something donning antlers that I can claim victory against?" Vega chuckled turning to face the other buck head on. "Do you know of any such creatures? Preferably something fresh and alive.."
Leon turned to face Vega his hooves sliding back into the ready stance. His eyes sparking. "Perhaps..." he said seeming almost coy, before lowering his antlers in offering. "only however if you make it worth my time. battle is only good if thiers a little bit of pain to make you feel alive."
Vega exhaled slowly, grinning in a most welcoming manner as he took on a more relaxed pose. "I'll make it worth your time and mine. I've never been one to fail when excelence is required." Vega huffed sweetly, warily watching the others movements. "Oho, a masochist are we? It wont be worth the feel if it kills you my friend.." Vega would happily oblidge, for the others needs as well as his own. Just to feel that edge, the thrill. Hardly the patient type he moved, taking a teasing swipe at the others lowered antlers.
Leon easily blocked the blow with a smooth turn of his neck almost lazily, however at the same time his lion-eske tails slid out and wrapped around Vega's foreleg yanking him forward as he lunged with the wicked horns. "Just because battle makes me feel alive doesn't mean you get off easy. You have to work at this, and you won't claim my life, I've been on the battle flied since being a yearling. A merc's trade if you will, a childs soul for blood money. If I can survive that deal with the devil, you won't get your dues unless you bleed too." A wild fire was in those cold eyes as frigid as unforgiving at the reapers cold hands.
Vega hissed softly, his eyes widening a fraction to show his surprise at the unusual manuver. Blades and talons and horns yes..but tails? He'd never been attacked by such things. Dragged off ballance he had no choice but to listen, no choice but to try his best to duck the oncoming blow. The sharp horns dragging out shallow cuts across his back. "You are something deep arent you? I wonder if that blood of yours runs cold as your voice eh" Vega barked roughly. It was so rare he was ever made to feel like prey, yet dealing with this one..Smiling quite pleasantly, he'd gladly bleed just to make the other happy, just this once. Tugging hard as he lunged forwards himself, fangs beared vega struck out at the lionesque b uck that held him captive.
Leon held just a touch of a smile to his lips so faint it was almost hidden. But his eyes blazed with a blizzards fury. A touch too late leon's eyes widened the barest fraction, but that was akin to a gasp of shock, for the reserved hart. Not expecting the other to use his tail hold against him he whipped his tails back, but he was not quite fast enough and vega's fangs tore a gash in his shoulder. A soft hiss passed his lips and his eyes seemed to glow. He reared oh his hind legs striking with his hooves as he said, "Actually my kind are from the north, and our blood runs hot, almost spiced with adrenaline and musk. For indeed Leon might be a frozen demon on the outside but underneath was something else entirely.
Vega had barely noticed the reaction, so quick it was gone, so subtle..he had to see it again, to bring that out once more just to make sure he'd seen it the fist time. "The north, the north tastes like cinnamon and copper my friend. As for your scent though!" Running his tongue over his fangs, swallowing down the hot liquid essence of his opponent. Vega felt a surge of pride at the small hiss he dragged forth from the other, he wanted to hear more, a cry, a scream. Far to close now to dodge such a high blow, instead he turned further into it, letting those large powerful hooves come down on his flank. A sharp wince of pain drawing across his face, kicking out and trying to gain some small edge of distance between him and all that powerful bulk..
Leon backed off circling Vega. His breathing was slow and measured waiting to see what his next move would be. He wanted Vega to lead this dance of death and he would follow, However that did not mean he would play by the rules.
Vega snarled softly as he regained his ballance, eyes shifting to follow the slow circle leon was making about him, so damn calm and collected. "So coy arent you kitten..toying with me..and I dont even know your name. That's just improper.." Vega chided playfully, gathering himself, swiftly he darted forwards, charging leon with a sudden speed that abruptly ended in a skid the lithe delta feinting away to the right. Tail swishing out like a flag behind him as he attempted to entice leon closer. He hated being circled more then anything else, having someone moving about him in such a manner. No hed rather get a bit more of a straight forward approach from his opponent.
iaminsaneandiloveit13: Leon tilted his head. "Kitten hmm? The name is Leon..."
He smiled dipping his head in an almost submissive bow before sideswiping with his horns. Come a little closer would you?" he said charging forward. "I'm all about baiting the opponent, but I'd rather just take you head on....do we really need all this foreplay?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 11:32 am
Vega let out a bark of laughter, darting just out of range of the slashing horns, grinning all the more at the breeze he felt as they brushed by him. He was surprised at how amused he was by the others oh so simple statement, the teasing tone. "Leon is it, just another name for a large kitten. All the same, you can call me Vega" Vega purred, gasping as the other charged, his claws coming into play as he swiped out at the other, backpedaling to keep himself from becoming accidentally impaled.
"I hear foreplay makes it all the sweeter an experience, if closeness is what your wishing for though.." Vega growled, he would happily play this game, slashing out aggressively at the male again, before crouching down and charging, fangs bared as he sought those long thick furred legs to n** at.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 11:45 am
Leon side pranced keeping his hooves high kicking with sharp short shuffles to avoid Vega's sharp teeth. He kicks out with his back hooves high bucking before charging again. "You are such a Tease..." he smirked coldly. He said driving him forward. His tails were held high writhing and taunting him. His horns cut the air making a whooshing sound as he dug in his muscles rippling. "Vega....is that all you've got?'
Foreplay is only well and good if it's done right with the sharp edge and a scream or too, but it almost seems like you don't want to play." He tossed his head.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 10:25 pm
Vega hissed angrily, ducking his head low, his shoulders hunched as he drew his body back away from the flailing front hooves. More angry that he was unable to snatch his prize of flesh then he was at the clever block. Twisting his body sideways, the high bucking kick catching at his hind legs and tail forcing him to flinch away.
"Hello pot, my name is kettel.." Vega huffed, he was the tease? Really, here all this talk of foreplay and blood, lust and pain, and Vega was the tease? "Hardly, you'll be eating dirt by time I'm done with you kitten." His claws coming up to block and slash away at the fierce antlers, pushed back again by leons larger size and weight, but hardly ready to give up.
"Tsk, I'll show you how to play properly" A snarl on his lips, sharp gleam in his eyes, charging forwards again like a snake dipping low before leaping for the others throat.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 11:03 pm
The last thing Leon expected was him to move in for his throat. Now he realized he should have. Dominant harts were unpredictable, yet there was no one he'd ever met like Vega no....if this herla wished it he'd bow before him and stay at his side.
So long as Vega brought him to heel again and again, after all what was submission if one didn't work for it. Eyes blue eyes flickering, heart thudding against his ribs he felt that electric breaking of the warm flesh beneath his fur and shuddered. A soft groan of pain escaped him.
His frozen gaze flashed his muscles tense and trembling. This is what he'd searched for and set his cold souls ablaze. He couldn't speak no, but he knew Vega would understand this Ecstasy just the same.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 12:14 am
Vega tasted flesh and fur, the slightest trickle of crimson liquid tainting his tongue with its metallic taste. His eyes widened slightly, a strong urge to bite down, to sink his teeth deep and just hold him there until it all stopped. Vega's breath caught slightly in his throat, forcing himself to keep the hold without biting down any harder..after all the aim was not to kill..and he couldn't go about and maim something soo, soo majestic in a way, so damn powerful. He was shocked he'd even managed the hold at all.
A slight swell of pride, his eyes narrowing, vega contemplated keeping his promise of making leon eat dirt, after all that damn teasing. The fact that he had caught his kitten off guard was victory enough though, as satisfying as the feel of lenos quickened heartbeat. More satisfying then he could have dreamed, the tremble and shock, the electrifying blaze of adrenalin.
An odd spark..truly an unexpected feeling that caused vega to hesitate, to pause and then a second later release leon entirely. Scrambling back a pace, blood dribbling down his snout and looking quite like he'd just played with a live wire. A feeling of connection to this one, and he hated it, refused to except such a thing so blindly. A worth equal in battle yes! On par with Kuronue even, but anything more then that? No, he was imagining things..his own head and leons words were screwing with him. "Tsk, you let me have that didn't you? Giving me a taste, and you call me the tease hah!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 12:26 am
Leon Panted heavily his breathing harsh and shallow. He looked at Vega his body thrumming with with energy his eyes wild as a strangled purr came from his throat.
"No I didn't I wanted an honest fight. It would be illogical for me the hold back or let you have anything. That would sour the victory...and I wouldn't feel anything. No...I wouldn't cheat you of that."
He looked at him tilting his head to the side. "I wasn't expecting you to actually risk going for my throat. You defy understanding unlike any...I have ever met."
He shivered again looking at Vega in awe, Silent.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 2:55 pm
Vega held himself still, staring down his opponent, confusion evident on his face. He found it hard to believe that leon hadn't expected it, that he'd truly caught the other someone so skilled soo off guard. He sounded to serious to be lying though, and so vega simply accepted it. Chalking it all up to luck, and his own dazzling skill. "Your a rare sort then aren't you leon? Not the kind to cheat,and maybe just as selfish as I am. Feh.."
Vega sniffed, glancing away and absently trying to lap off the blood. He could smell it so deep in his nose, taste it everywhere. "I'm a ballsy sort, and risks make the game more fun don't you think? Bah don't look at me like that, it's nothing so amazing!" Vega barked uncomfortably, stamping his hoof in the dirt. The look leon was giving him, it was simply unnerving, made him itch under his skin. He'd never been looked at like that before, not by anyone.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 6:11 am
Leon realized how much his expression was giving away. His militant mask snapped into place his eyes frosting over cold. The frigid fire flickering just below the surface. Yet there was the strangest slight curl to his lips like a giant cat who had gotten the cream. "Selfish...without a doubt..." "I have no reason to invite others into my world....an added weakness would be my only reward."
"You however, being just as selfish and obviously as risky as I...a hart with nothing to loose and everything to gain."
"I won't underestimate you again."
He walked toward Vega after dipping his head low in respect. Once he was nose to nose with him he shamelessly ran his tongue over Vega's snout tasting his own blood. He looked at him a touch longer before backing off and turning away. "Vega huh?" he echoed speaking just as he had when this....whatever it was began. He kept his thoughts locked away.
That said he tossed back his long chocolate stands of hair and shook himself lapping at the deeper wound on his shoulder trying to part the blood matted fur to get at the fresh blood beneath. His eyes were almost completely closed with just a shadow of winter blue glowing beneath the lashes.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 12:11 pm
Vega snorted, giving himself a slight shake as though trying to rid himself of those strange clinging feelings. Trying to shake off that look that had made him shiver, he deserved to be admired of course, worshiped even! After all he was amazing, but the others awe, that-that endearing gaze, it was far to genuine. No scorn, no bitter taste of loosing seemed to be in that ones gaze, nor in his words.
"And I have no reason to be invited..." Vega muttered bitterly, sniffing softly, tossing a dubious glare the males way. "Humph, so we are, quite a bit alike wouldn't you agree? It is..odd, to find someone like myself." He had nothing to loose, except himself of course, but he was fairly confident he'd never find himself in such a situation where his life would be in too much danger. "Your a very rare sort leon, rare as gold maybe. If you were as good as you are rare you might have not underestimated me this first time!" Vega purred, happy to be stroking his own ego again, another trait he fell back on when feeling uneasy, a wonderful way of soothing himself.
A cocky smile plastered across his face as he bowed in turn, happily showing respect to what had been a fierce opponent, one who'd given Vega quite a thrill. Lifting his head vega's eyes remained trained on the retreating back of his newest rival..friend...
His own wounds, itched and stung, for once glad of his own short velvety, nearly fur-less pelt. It made them far easier to clean, let them heal nicely when he was done treating them. He couldn't imagine how hard it would be to care for something when it was covered in such thick fur. Snorting roughly Vega followed after Leon, normally he'd not give a damn, let the other care for himself! He blamed those damned retreating feelings, the fact that at least some part of his soul held some shred of 'concern' in it somewhere..
Quietly approaching from behind, vega nosed up beside the other, giving him a sharp nudge. "You'll never get it like that..if its so far back, and it'd be a shame if I lost my..my sparring partner to something as pathetic as a scratch." Vega growled roughly, eying the wound.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 12:56 pm
The lone wolf attitude had always suited Leon well, but after hearing Vega's bitter words and feeling the tugging at his heart he found he uttered words he could not believe were coming from himself. "I meant, I don't let just any fool past my guard....but you warrant an invitation." He half smiled.
"What you do with it is up to you"
"You so dislike being lumped with everyone else I have fought...I wonder why that is" he mused.
Chuckling he answered "Perhaps that is so, I am not used to an adversary surprising me." Such herla that have faced me have always been beneath my level of skill. "It is nice to be proven wrong."
Leon blinked and stopped his motions pulling his warm tongue free from his soft silken fur. He waits calmly for the other to attend to his wounds. A slight tremble going through him as Vega reaches close proximity. Glancing at him as he tilts his head to the side to allow for more room he said "Do you always treat your battle partners wounds after battle?"
He would have said more but a delicious stab of pain went through him, and he gritted his teeth his heart rate surging at the feel of the others tongue pulling at the wound. His ears lay flat against his hair as tensed. The sensations this male caused him were always hieghtend around this male. Why?
Even now his sensitive mountain herla nose was filled with the scent of Vega's musk. He mentally snorted. HE was NOT a doe in heat. What was wrong with him?
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:49 pm
"Because I'm a unique and handsome individual, surely more robust and well groomed then any you've faced before!" Vega snapped as if it we're the obvious answer, pfft, he was...unique..plain and simple..of course all the herla seemed to have their own unique traits about them, he just considered his to be particularly outstanding.
"Do I ever..bah, don't flatter yourself kitten, most of my battle partners don't have stupidly long fur and terribly short tongues." Vega retorted snidely, tongue going to work over the heated wound, lapping it clean before casually moving onto the next. He was no healer himself, knew barely the basics for there was no one to teach him, that and the fact that he'd always healed so quickly before, so long as he kept himself clean which wasn't hard to do at all.
Tipping his head away to survey his work, tail swaying behind him, vega couldn't help from taking another quick lick. Leons blood was..well as the other had said, delicious, if a bit bitter, not at all like Kuronues. "There, see..you know I hear they have healers in the court if you end up needing such a thing. Maybe you could even find some such herb that cures stress mnn?" Vega had noticed..how tense the other suddenly seemed to be, from a wild burning fire to a frigid mountain, vega just couldn't quite wrap his head around Leons personality, the sudden switches..
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 5:21 am
Leon gave him a look "I've been wounded before. "I will be fine...but thanks for the concern." he added stiffly thinking it necessary.
He gave Vega cursory once over.
"The only cure I'd need would be in regards to you....I'm not sure I want one yet." He said this last bit rather softly almost as if he had forgotten Vega was present. With a Nod of thanks he suddenly didn't know what to say. Should he just leave? He wanted a reason to stay...He'd be damned if he said so though. Weakness...that's all it was.
His hooves shuffled reluctantly chestnut locks falling in front of his piercing blue gaze. His ears down slightly. Why couldn't he move?! It wasn't like it mattered what Vega said right? The battle was over. He could just turn his back like he always did and walk away. Right?!
Slowly Leon shifted turning himself to leave.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 2:22 pm
"I can see that you have, obviously you took poor care of yourself, elsewise you'd not have those scars" Vega snorted, point, match, win, obviously he was right to have some concern! Yes..that justified his feelings..it was simply concern for another fighter, brutish and stupid as leon was. Surely that was all it was...
"Tsk, I told you I'm no healer." Vega scoffed, mishearing the small hushed comment, his attention far more focused on the look of leon, shamelessly eyeing his opponent while he had him so close..without those deadly antlers in his face..He wasn't terrible looking really, had a certain rugged charm about himself even. Not that vega was into such things, not that he wasn't into such things either. Truthfully leon fit into a spot amongst vega's rather high standards for what was and was not acceptable tail to chase.
"I wish you luck Leon, and maybe, we can meet again hmm? You were a rather fun opponent" Vega smirked, a slight pang running through him as leon turned to go. He didn't understand it, and honestly didn't want to. He only formed attachments that were useful, ignored those who were not. Honestly what use would the mountain hart be to him?
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