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 Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 7:42 pm
The female's eyes grew wide with fear for her adopted son, screaming out to him "DENZEL NO!" she pleaded taking off after him.
Turning at the sound of the rushing paws, teeth already bared and ready. He had not expected this at all, but he was nonetheless ready for a fight. Hackles raised and a growl issuing harsh and deep from his chest and clashed out at the young male, snapping at him "I warned you fool, don't test me!" he snarled biting at Denzel's sides. He didn't want to fight, that was not what he had expected and all he hoped he had to do was get his point across as so that Denzel would back off.
Blithra whined at the squabble, she hesitated about jumping in, fearing that she may herself injure Denzel, but she had to protect him someone. "Denzel, Love, come back over here now!" she begged shuffling her feet.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 8:20 am
But her pleas were lost to him now, the boy consumed in a demonic rage of rather beastly proportions. The beta was stronger, healthier, larger, more experienced; he did not take these into account, could care less of his severe disadvantages. Anger, fury, vindiction - these were all Denzel knew for now, and these were fueled all the more as the wolf's fangs pierced his flank - mayhaps not as hard as he could do. Denzel remembered the term used for wolves like that, the word drilled into his skull many a day before: coward. He returned the favor with a fierce cry of pain and rage, head diving towards the male's neck to get his point across, and the feathers briefly covered his vision, and the chain rattled from his paw, and the pendant against his chest bumped to the beat of battle: nuisances, all nuisances, just like the pain he was so tolerant of.
"LEAVE!" Denzel snarled again as he made to shove the male backward on the legless side, fangs reaching for that dusty blue neck, or that starlit shoulder, or perhaps the other ear to have them torn and match.
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2009 7:37 am
Fear coursing through every vain in the female's body she watched in horror as the male bit Denzel, she yelped out in dismay, whining over and over, pacing back and forth. Her large mane shook with her fear, her paws stumbling over rocks, pink eyes wide with her concern and frustration.
Akinobu snarled "What in the hell did you think I was doing you fool!" he pulled back at Denzel went for the throat, he was lucky there, but got grazed on the shoulder, enough to more than likely draw blood, but he would worry about it later. The shove put Aki of balance for only a moment, his years of living the way he had made him tougher than normal and he was used to quickly regaining his balance with only one back leg. The large male backed off tail held high, teeth still bared. "Now go back to your 'mother' and I'll be on my way." he growled, flattening his ears in warning.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 7:56 am
So close, those fangs had been so close to his pierce right through his throat; he was lucky that at worst there were nasty wounds open near the stretch of flesh by his shoulder. It apparantly was a healthy gathering place there for blood, for within seconds crimson liquid was staining his breast and a sharp bolt of pain began to throb through him. Oh, Denzel was angered now, at this open wound, at himself, but most of all at this wolf who claimed he was leaving and yet was taking his sweet, sweet time - one step, one step, one step! And he could hear his mother's bereaved yelps behind him like fuel to his fire, like insistance to keep fighting.
But he was weakened from his travels. Denzel's head grew light as more blood poured out, and briefly he wavered upon his paws and found that he himself had taken a pawstep back, tail stiffened, ears bent. Today, no, the beast wanted nothing more to do with this callous stranger today, though it was so tempting, so very, very tempting to teach him a lesson . . . With a warning growl, the adolescent said, "Leave," yet again, the menace beginning to disappear from his voice as clarity began to wipe away the bloodlust from his vision. Sense was returning in pieces, but he was still on high alert as he backpedaled with hesitant steps, eyes never leaving the blue wolf's.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 10:51 am
Feeling some sorrow for having had to injure the younger male Akinobu made his way back away from him and the feral female. Just as he had been trying to do so before, but this time a little quicker, his eyes still locked on the two making sure he was not going to be jumped again. He was scratched, bitten and even bleeding a bit, but it was of no worry to him. A little blood never hurt anyone. He felt the sorrow, but it was little, he had warned them and even still restrained himself. He had not meant to injure the male, but it was hard not to when he himself was in need of defense.
Rushing forward whining up a storm she checked over Denzel, licking at his wounds, she could tell the other male had been generous with him. He could have done so much more damage. "Denzel, Love, come back to the den, we'll clean you up and get you something to eat, I caught a fawn the other day and there's still plenty of it left. Come now." he crooned nudging Denzel back to the den, hoping he wouldn't lash out again. That was something she hoped he would never do again for it could have dire consequences.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 7:31 am
Food? Fawn? Yes . . . yes, he was hungry; he should be more hungry than angry, that was right. Right? Denzel shook his head slightly as if to clear himself of the strange fog clouding his memory and mind to no avail. Sustenance would disperse the unwanted veil, wouldn't it? Yes . . . He forgot about the male, barely noticed Blithra's motherly advances towards his wounds, toddling over towards the den with measured steps and audible panting. Pain was the consequence, but why?
What was wrong with him?
Food. He wanted and needed food, and rest, and to forget it all again and be enveloped in her warm pink fur like always . . . |~| Methinks that'll wrap it up for my end. Soon's you get Glowe, I totally call rp. <3 |~|
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