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Marchosia: *prowls about curiously*

Damir: -raises his eyebrows curiously but lightly steps backward from the other, frightening, soq-

Akuma: *Goes very still in the bush he had hidden himself in, watching this large and oddly familiar looking creature prowl into view*

Marchosia paused when she saw the unicorn stallion back away from her, and she turned to face him with a toothy grin, amused, her tails swishing behind her. "What's a matter? Do I smell? Got somethin' on my face? You couldn't be afraid of lil' ol' me, could ya?" she asked with a snicker, and each inhale of breath brought a new scent to her. Marchosia's ears perked up curiously -- somehow the scent was almost... familiar. Almost like one of her siblings, but off, somehow. She sniffed again, inhaling deeply, and then grinned, amusement in her eyes. "Seems like you and me aren't alone, unicorn. Think there might be something else watching us."

Damir flattened his ears back and nearly snarled. He was getting very tired of his unicorn appearance conveying he was weak or frightened easily. True he was intimidated by her, and yes, she did actually smell a little off. But his fear was transcending into adrenaline, warmed by anger. "And what? Does that make you uncomfortable, mare?"

Akuma: He narrowed his eyes, his tail tips twitching, she was different than his brothers, but definitely family of some sort...joy...He slipped deftly from bush to bush, making barely any noise as he observed her, not wanting to be stuck in one place if she decided to make it a family reunion.

Marchosia hummed thoughtfully at the question, and after a moment she shrugged. "It makes me curious. Don't know why you're getting all hostile toward me. You don't see me trying to rip open your throat, do ya? Besides, I've got a full belly. Awfully rude of you to assume someone's a murder when you've never met them before. That how you treat everyone you first meet?"

Her ears flicked toward the noise -- so quiet she'd almost missed it -- and turned to face the newcomer that decided to make himself known. She sniffed again, curious -- but he didn't really look familiar. A purewalker, too? She knew her mother was one, but... she'd never met her. "Aw, well lookit here, unicorn. We've got ourselves a little puppy watching us."

Akuma: *huffs and comes out of the bushes a decent distance away from the strange mare, his mane bristling* I'm certainly not a "puppy" * his twin tails lashed behind him as he licked his bloodstained lips* Who are you anyway?

Damir's eyes widened, realizing the situation he was in. The gravity of the situation to him was almost humorously unaffecting the other two before him. He wished now more than ever that he had wings like his father or siblings. He again stepped back and watched them both intently. He was surprised he had said anything at all to the mare. He has spoken less in his life than he could count on all his legs.

Marchosia grinned at the young purewalker's displeasure in being called a puppy. "I am Marchosia," she said, and sent a glance toward Damir with a snort. "How is this little foal purewalker more polite than you are?" she asked, then turned her eyes back to Akuma, her head tilted slightly as she considered the foal. She certainly wouldn't be nearly so brash if this purewalker was an adult, but for now, she was certain she could fight the foal off if he decided to try and attack her. She wasn't so certain she'd step in to help protect the unicorn if the purewalker attacked him, though. "What's your name, foal? Do you know your parents?"

Damir raised his head and narrowed his eyes a little at the mare. She was insufferable, that one. But he couldn't help glance towards the foal. When there was a little one, surely a larger, more threatening one was going to follow. He flicked his tail slightly and sniffed the air for more danger. What had he gotten himself into?

Akuma: Grunts at being referred to as "polite"
"I could politely eat someones very soul" he hissed, tails held high " My name is Akuma, remember it well!" He sniffed " as for my parents, I do not bother with them, or they me, the child of a dread wolf and a conniving multi tailed fox." His golden eyes lighted upon the unicorn, he had never seen one before, he stared quietly, wondering what they tasted like...

Marchosia snorted at the unicorn's lack of response, then shrugged and looked at the purewalker. Of course; she shouldn't have expected much else from the foal. Still, the mention of a multi-tailed fox pretty much confirmed her suspicion. The mother that had tried to kill her and her siblings before they were even born had bred again. "Sounds like you and I have the same mother, then," she said, her tails twitching behind her, not sure how she felt about that. Marchosia smiled. "I got all the strength and none of the madness. Lucky me."

Damir was quick to catch on. Siblings? Jeez. Family drama was everywhere. He repressed the urge to roll his eye, and also the desire to flee from this situation and not look back. This was surely going to get him killed. He stood still though. Just listening and watching. If the little foal tried to lunge at him, he was sure his hoof could crack it's little skull. He wouldn't enjoy it, but survival is survival. Would that anger the mare? He doubted it... but still. The chance.

Akuma: He wasn't very surprised, his mother had all sorts of tricks up her sleeves, more children for her "army" or whatever was usual...as was the fact that he had never heard of or seen any other relatives. He assumed they were smart and had gotten away from the conniving she devil that was his dear mother. No love lost here. He looked her up and down " I suppose that makes you my big sister...or something" He sniffed " Well you're much too big to eat besides" he mused aloud."

Marchosia laughed, her shoulders shaking from her amusement. "Well, you're the perfect size for me to eat, little brother," she teased, but certainly not friendly. She didn't feel any emotional connection to the purewalker, even if he might be her half-brother. He was still a purewalker, and they weren't to be trusted; they were just vile beasts. "So why do you think I should spare you?"

Roman decided to bow out of the RP so I wrote Damir out. ^^