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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:06 pm
Pyralis couldn't help but laugh at the notion. "Because you're far too young and too old to be from another litter. Especially of my firekin grandparents with your colors." He cackled, pressing his weight down on her for a moment longer, before releasing her, growing tired of his little game of cat and mouse with this stranger, his attention drifting out into the sands, almost tempted to just leave her there, alone, and go off to find his sister.
He needed the company of 'worthy' lions, afterall.
Her taunting almost roused an angry response from him, his claws tensing against her chest, before he moved his paw and rose from where he stood turning his back to her to walk away into the sands.
"I no longer care where your illbred genetics come from, and your taunting of mine just shows you have found a nice place to wedge your little wench-claws into." he growled over one shoulder, hoping to simply leave her there to herself and go off on his own.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 5:12 am
His comments made her blood boil as he turned his back to her and began to walk away. She wasn't going to let him walk away after that. She rolled on to her belly and leaped at him, anger swelling, claws extended. Tama tackled him, standing over his large frame [Assuming this is alright since we talked about it?], her breathing shallow and harsh as she glared at him. "Don't -EVER-..." She didn't finish her sentence because suddenly she fell sideways, hitting the sands heavily, her body shutting down on her. Everything blacking out.
Why does this always happen? Tama thought she fell unconscious. She never knew why she suddenly fell unconscious after heavy argument or rants of emotion but it happened. It happened just now. Damn.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 2:17 pm
Pyralis hissed at the sudden weight on his back, raising a paw to swat at the hissing female that had launched herself at him, only to find that she'd collapsed into the sand, causing him to raise a brow and prod at the white female laying in the sand, before tapping on paw against the sand a couple of times, before unsheathing several of his claws, dragging them, lightly, as to not draw blood from her, across the fur on her stomach, before a bit of an evil grin came over his face.
Hmmmmm.
"I guess I could have a -little- fun.." he whispered, then looked about to check for people before rising to his paws.........................
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