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 Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 4:00 pm
 Atiya yawned and looked up at the forest sky in front of her. She had made a cozy little nest somewhere in a meadow that was surrounded by trees and right off the beach. No animal predatory wise dare went this close to a daeva. Well bears might but she had shown them that her area of the forest was a place of no return. Bear meat was interesting and although she didn’t really care for it she would eat them right back. As they suddenly found out they too had a predator the bears tended to back off.
She wondered if she should go and bother Amatsu today. Of course he just had to move from his nice normal woodland home and disappear all the way off into some desert region. Well if nothing else came up interesting today maybe she would see if she could bate him from his temples for a bit of messing with. No it was almost summer in kemet which just spelled trouble.
She supposed there was the option of finding Sera-. Atiya violently shook her head sending her multicolored hair flying everywhere, well that idea was out. The two where on the outs again and Seraph said she was going to kill Atiya if the two came anywhere close to each other. Maybe she could torment a mountain lion. The scaredy cats put up quite the entertaining fight if you could get them to attack you. However the one that lived in her territory had kits. As twisted as Atiya could get she wasn’t going to torment a mother. Plus they where more trouble than it was worth. With a great sigh she plopped down back on the ground sending pollen everywhere.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 1:51 pm
 Toxic sometimes wondered what her mother had thought the day she just vanished from the den. Toxic never had been to close with her family, never really cared enough. The twin brothers were sometimes amusing to her, but that was when she was a kit. Now, things were different. She never really bonded with her red mother, or dark father, and her brothers were more involved with one another.
So she had become rather.... different. Her father had a mental problem where if angered he would go into a violent rage. She had never gained that, luckily. Instead, she had gained a bitter, cruel, and sarcastic personality.
Toxic had the ability to be kind, hell, she had displayed it to Naru when she was a small kit, but often she was manipulating others to get what she wanted. Now? Perhaps she wanted a mate, or boyfriend or even girlfriend to help her with her crimes, hell, a minion would work. Someone that could keep up with her. Though, Toxic was slowly growing out of that desire after rejecting many foxes that had not only courted her, but stuck around despite how bitterly she rejected them.
The sound of a creature nearby alerted the dark vixen, padding over to go and see if dinner was nearby. It had been awhile since she hunted and her stomach was rumbling. To bad she didn't have anyone to trick into hunting for her.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 3:14 pm
As she lay down back in her nest, a small cloud past over the sun casting a shadow. Her eyes narrowed and she tilted her ears to get the best hearing range. There would be something to entertain her. What sounded like a squirrel death match was about a few hundred feet away from her in the forest area. The waves crashed up against the rocks still agitated from the storm yesterday.
Atiya sneered a bit at the thought it had been nearly monsoon weather and everything smelled fresh and stronger than normal. It made hunting a pain because you could hardly smell your victim. Although, Atiya thought tilting her head to the side, not being able to smell your prey was hardly a handicap for a flier, they spotted the prey hide in the sun or even the shadows and pounced at the opportune moment when they where least expecting it. Oh she could fly but she was still a bit wet from yesterday and wings + water did not equal anything remotely looking like fun.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 12:35 pm
Toxic had managed to grab a mole during the process of exploring the area, and had begun to head back when she smelled the scent of a fox nearby. Hm. Someone she knew, perhaps? The vixen jerked her head to the side, wondering if she should approach the creature or not. She was becoming slightly lonely, mostly due to not having seen anyone worth approaching in awhile. So, why not?
The multi-colored vixen padded off to the location she had smelled the creature, stopping when she saw a red 'Deava resting. Oh. A 'Deava? Was it Seraph? No, Seraph wasn't red.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 12:51 pm
Luckily Atiya hadn’t been born a phim she could just see having to deal with the nuisance of wet feathers but the leathery substance and light fur that covered the joints wasn’t much better. Suddenly she was drawn out of her musings by soft foot falls in the forest. The wind wasn’t really working in her favor to really smell who it was but the direction of the footsteps seemed to be coming closer. Well Atiya had wanted something to do.
It wasn’t as if it was a predator Atiya was pretty much the biggest thing in the forest if you added in her wings and she had the natural ability of producing flames. They where currently stored at the moment since she was in a highly flammable area but she could always use them to burn the one foolish enough to attack. Oh she hoped it wasn’t a bear. Bears were annoying to fight, however the gait of the owner of the mysterious footsteps seemed small and she would say feminine. Seconds later she saw the intruder. With a raised eyebrow she stood up again brushing off the pollen. “So what brings you to my part of the woods?”
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:29 am
Toxic smirked when the 'Deava turned. Not Seraph. Not Harvest. Not any 'Deava she had met before. Well, that was refreshing. She actually enjoyed 'Deava's presence more than anyone else's. The question didn't startle the normal, instead she moved closer, sitting on her haunches. So, the 'Deava's flames were stored? Boring~ She loved to watch the grass burn, leaving her wishing she herself had her own flames. Then she could scare off all the unsavory males that harassed her.
"Traveling." She mused lightly, rolling the "r" for a brief second. "Your part? Is it safe to assume that you live here, then?" She flicked her tail, smirking at the 'Deava. "Why? When you have wings, you could travel the world."
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:53 am
Atiya raised a slight eyebrow at the fact the vixen was getting so close, normal foxes tended to steer clear of Daevas. Perhaps she was of the kind that seemed to be all innocent and believed Daeva’s could do no wrong. Of course the way that she spoke seconds later cleared Atiya of that belief. In a slight experiment she also let out a bit of her flames, one because Daeva flames where tricky and tended to like being on at all times, you stored them too long and accidents tended to occur. Secondly she wanted to see the vixen’s reaction.
“Yes this is where I live. The reason I live here is simple. You can fly all over the world and use your wings but you are only free if you have a place to land at. Eventually you have to land and you want a place undoubtedly yours to come back to.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 12:02 pm
Toxic didn't move away from the flames, instead smirking in satisfaction. 'Finally~' She watched the flames, always having enjoyed guessing the colors of a 'Deava's flame. Harvest had thrown her off when she had golden flames instead of purple like her fur. Absently, Toxic rolled her shoulders, eyeing the 'Deava.
"Good logic." She complimented the other briefly before eyeing the flames, smirking still. "How long did it take you to realize that?" She wasn't being rude, hardly. This was tame Toxic. She was testing the other. If the 'Deava became annoyed and threw a fit Toxic would be on her way. She liked talking to those that could batter at her level. Her eyes flicked to look below the 'Deava's resting spot, humming.
"Nice place."
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 3:17 pm
Atiya raised an eyebrow at the way the new vixen was watching her flames. It wasn’t as if they were anything pretty. Just a dull ruby color a shade slightly darker than her own fur. They could have been any color after all She had orange bands of fur and yellow patches of fur. No the only thing that made her slightly different was the ribbon on her tail a weird custom for boys to give back presents to the girls who had gotten them something on Valentines. Even though in her case it was a gag gift from Seraph and the Earing she had worn for as long as she could remember. It had been her mothers and she liked it at the time so she often wore it.
“Not to long actually, When your caged for a while you think Flying is so great and it is trust me, but after awhile the wings fail and you have to land. Hardly the freedom everyone thinks it is” Atiya stated. She wondered if the vixen was testing her. If she was and expected Atiya to fly off in a huff or attack her or something the vixen was in for disappointment. Atiya never let rage fuel her actions. After all when she fought with Seraph it was key to keep as clear a mind as possible. Rage made you blind and made you weak. So she would tolerate her space being invaded. After all there was nothing else to do. “I suppose its okay. It just serves as a resting place. Some of my other places are better.”
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 5:32 pm
Toxic seemed amused, humming softly. The vixen raised an eyebrow at the caged remark, snorting. "Someone caged you?" She questioned. Only humans would do that, right? Or a truly broken character. "What happened to you, anyway?" She questioned, pouting slightly.
"I mean, why were you in a cage?" Her tail wrapped around her body, the tail under her chin. She was curious, even though she was playing more like she was annoyed with the vixen. The vixen had not flown off, and this was amusing to her. So, she smiled, relaxing her shoulders slightly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 12:11 am
"Ah it I meant it more figuratively. I wasn’t exactly caged but it wasn’t as if I could leave the small area either. You see it was more I grew up with humans.” Atiya stated. She didn’t mind explaining although she wasn’t really one for life stories. So it would have to do with the very condensed version. “I think they needed me or something, probably to get more information on daevas considering nothing really all that life scaring occurred. It was partially what I was doing. After all to be the best mani…” She trailed off “anyways I got to learn about them as well. So in a sense I couldn’t go where ever I wanted and not having flying foxes raising me it took a while to fly as well.” Oh Seraph had a field day with that, in fact on a particular good mood day she had eventually taught Atiya to fly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 6:08 pm
"Ew."
That hadn't meant to be cruel to Atiya, it was just Toxic being, well, Toxic. She frowned at the vixen, wrinkling her nose slightly. "Humans, really?" She scuffed a little, eyebrow raising slightly. "I'm sorry you had to be stuck with them, but luckily you are free now." She hummed, hair flying into her face.
God damn hair.
She eyed the vixen, deciding to ask for her name some-time later. She was interesting. She had survived humans? Stupid humans....capturing a 'Deava of all things!
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 6:36 pm
Atiya let out a weird smile at the Ew response. Most foxes gave it when she dared mention her story. It’s not like she cared either way. She had gotten what she wanted from the experience and they had decided to well what ever they decided. After all Atiya didn’t profess to be an expert on understanding human. Her eyes glazed over darkly as she though of it again.
“Its okay. It wasn’t like it was the worst of homes” Atiya stated. “Actually it was almost fun depending on my whim for the day. They make such funny expressions when they run around in a panic.” Oh where they not prepared for her, perhaps they should have started with a phim. Those things would have loved all the attention and kindness; however false kindness or too much of an abundance of the emotion tended to make Atiya sick. It was just such a show of weakness.
Well apparently the wind wasn’t only targeting her. It seemed to be having a field day with the stranger’s hair in front of her. She would have laughed if every time a gush past her wings caught a bit and threatened to lift her up backwards, might have done it too if she wasn’t five feet of powerful tendons and muscles, tended to make her a bit heavy.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 2:32 pm
Toxic snarled when the wind harassed her, hissing at the breeze before whipping her tail in a circle motion. It didn't take long to get her angry, turning to let a snarl out at the sky. "Rassle frassle wind, just who do you think you are targeting?" She snapped, shaking her head and jerking a paw into the air, pawing at it.
"Hmpf." Annoyed, Toxic flopped down onto her stomach, curling her tail over her body and resting her head on the ground, paws drawing upwards to shield her hair from the onslaught of wind. Forming a frown, she turned to give the vixen her full attention.
"Whats your name?"
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 2:53 pm
Atiya smirked at the attitude and looked up at the wind, lightly closing her eyes when a blast hit her in the face. “Its probably targeting me. The wind seems to like us flying creatures, when you want to fly you absolutely love days like this. Mostly because it cuts down the work you have to do to stay in the air. It’s a bit annoying really when you aren’t flying However.
With a snort Atiya ceased the desire to laugh at the smaller vixen next to her and raised her wing ever so slightly that it got most of the force of the wind. Its not like it was very much effort and most of it helped her as well. Suddenly Atiya was the center of attention again. Was she so interesting? Others seemed to think so as well so perhaps there was a sliver of truth in the idea.
“My name is Atiya.” She stated as a reward for breaking some of the monotonous of the day.
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