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 Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 1:55 pm
Dune's rage increased with the tempo of his hoofbeats. He had the advantage, for the abomination had to anticipate the whorls in their pathway, while Dune could blindly follow. So entranced he was with his need to attack his nemesis that he was completely unaware that light was softly emanating from before him.
Finally! He was close enough to strike, and Dune launched into the air, front legs thrown over the bucks back, their lower legs becoming hopelessly tangled. Dune had a split second to reflect on how poorly thought out his plan was before
CRASH!
BOING! -That was the two bucks hitting a rock, and becoming air born for a moment.-
THUD!
The two males came to a skidding halt, their last dredges of momentum absorbed by something. This thing was forgiving yet solid, and had an alluring scent. Dune however, did not notice this for he was far too busy gnawing on the ear that had found it's way into his mouth.
Victory is at hand!
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 6:08 pm
Escape!!!! was the only thing ringing through the rabbit-kimeti's mind as he neared the end of the tunnel, but just as he reached the last stretch he was pounced on and thrown forwards, entangled once more.
THUD!
And the rolling came to an end abruptly as the two impacted with something sturdy but rather soft...  Webweave had just been minding her own business, grazing on some luscious green stalks of grass when out of nowhere she is assaulted by a mass of limbs! Throwing her head over her shoulder, she looks down to see two males, flailing at each other, up against her side. She watches the tan one gnaw on the abnormally long ears of the darker green male with a touch of amusement, but all she lets show is an annoyed expression. She clears her throat hoping to gain some attention that way, as they had obviously not noticed her yet, even though they had rolled straight into her.
Someone had cleared their throat, and as far as None-Left knew, it had to have been the sandy male whom he realized was the cause of the gnawing upon one of his ears. I already know you're there! Will you STOP that! He attempted to yank his ear out of the mouth of the other male, but they were so entangled (and the continued flailing was not helping in the least), that it didn't fix much. You filthy little... Just then, he caught something yellow in his peripheral vision, and rolled his eyes over to see what it was that they had bumped into, only to find himself looking up at a very pretty doe. He froze and could only stare rather dumbly, not knowing what to do next.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 8:00 pm
Hah! His adversary has stopped moving, -after yelling some very unkind things of course.- But with no thoughts to what the other male was accusing him of, and why he would have stopped, Dune managed to flail his way to an upright position. He stood -as he thought victorious,- on the freak's chest and with a cocky toss of his head looked straight ahead, and into the eyes of a doe.
Urgh?
Was his very witty response to this turn of events. So entranced he was with destroying his enemy that he could not switch gears from violence to lady wooing very easily.
I am stepping on him. He stated matter-of-factly. This makes me the victor.
A cocky grin slid over his features, even as the unstable perch of Kimeti-body he was on caused him to stumble. In his very male oriented mind he was the winner of this contest, and as such he deserved this fine lady-friend as his own.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 8:45 pm
None-Left stared up at the doe for a few more moments before anything significant happened, and then of course, the other buck overtook his moment of stillness. He stood his front hooves on his chest and declared himself victorious! Completely overtaken by rage, None-Left growled as viciously as he could and threw himself onto his side and quickly righted himself enough so that he could launch himself at the buck's nape. You are not victorious! The only thing you are is foolish for oogling, you self-serving brute-, is what he managed to get out before his mouth latched onto the tan buck's nape.
The doe stared incredulously at the sandy buck as he clearly stated he was victorious by standing on the other, obviously younger and smaller male. Are these two for real? Her brow furrowed as she watched the two go at it again, starting with the smaller one leaping back into the fight with more insults flying as easily as early-morning swallow-birds. She shook her head, a grin overcoming her muzzle, and began walking away. After a few paces, she murmured under her breath, "Just like children...", followed by a soft laugh at the two males. She wondered to herself how long they'd be at it for before noticing her leave, but she figured it wasn't worth the effort to try to figure that out. She walked off calmly with thoughts forming of a nice nap under a shady tree somewhere very far away from these testosterone-raging males.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 9:00 pm
Dune roared in annoyance.
You are the idiot who made us fall in that hole! Dune spat back in response.
He was thoroughly annoyed by the pain the younger male was inflicting and decided to do something about it. He spun quickly, dropping back-first to the ground and latching his mouth onto the little bunnies foreleg. His teeth sunk in harder as Dune realized his neck was bleeding from the assault. He ground his sizable molars against the blasted creatures leg. All thoughts of the doe took backstage in his mind. For now he was distracted by the fight once again.
Surrender you miniature rabid bunny! I am obviously the superior male!
Dune managed to spit this out, despite the fact his mouth was full of leg hair.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 11:22 pm
The arrogant idiot had slipped out of his grip and felled himself to the ground to latch onto his leg. A guttural growl escaped him at the pain and he yelled, That was all your own fault, you dolt! Not my fault you can't keep your own in the presence of a female, you dirty sand-dweller!
His leg felt like it was instantly bruised and he could feel a trickle of blood flowing down into his feathering. You made me bleed! As he glanced down at the stupid buck and attempted to kick at his face to dislodge it from his other leg. Let go!
This fight had taken over all thoughts of the doe, in fact he had forgotten all about her, and was intently focused on the dirt that lay at his feet, furiously trying to dislodge a limb via pathetic molars.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 11:29 pm
Dune's head rang from the blows that were being delivered to it. Little stars had appeared in his vision, making the world fuzzy and confusing. Even in this disoriented state all he could do was attack. He raised his hind legs and began pummeling his assailant's chest with his hooves.
Dune was bruised, dazed and bleeding from the neck wound he had received. This fight was getting rather old, and his mind began to wander. Some small iron core in his psyche however, would not let this go. He had to be the victor, he was not be to beat by a child.
Thus, he buckled down, ground his teeth in harder, and continued to kick wildly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 1:35 pm
AAAARGGGGGH!!! The angered colt roared in pain and fury. Even through all the kicking and yelling this idiotic child would not let go! He was being kicked in return, and could feel his chest bruising thoroughly from the hefty hooves drumming on his ribs. ENOUGH!
He put all his might behind one last swift kick to the other's head at the same time that a particularly well-place hoof winded him. The combination of force threw the colt backwards and finally tore him loose of the buck's violent grip. None-Left lay a few feet away from the idiot, breathing hard, glaring, and threw over some more insults, Brilliant plan, you moron! Now we're both exhausted and bleeding, bruised and battered and I'm sure the gorgeous doe... as he said this, he scanned the area, realizing that the golden doe was no longer there, that she had left them to bicker and banter. She's gone! he breathed, only getting angrier. But he was thoroughly exhausted, as he could see the other was also, and shouted at him angrily, Way to go!
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 1:44 pm
The violence increased to a nigh-unbearable level when suddenly the smaller buck was thrown off of him. The hoof that had connected solidly with his head made the world spin more violently than ever before.
He lay on the ground, breath expelled in loud snorts. He was bleeding, bruised, and now it seemed his head would not stay on straight. He wanted to keep fighting, truly he wanted to be victorious, but his body had no more strength in it.
So he lay there, listening to the berating of his unwanted companion. It took him a good deal of time to understand what he was rambling on about. When it registered Dune's eye slipped open slightly, -It was so swollen that he could barely open it.- The mutant was right, the lovely doe was nowhere in sight. An annoyed sigh slipped from his lips.
So, He managed between pants, What now?
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 2:07 pm
Annoyed, aching, angry, but more than anything, tired, None-Left lay his head down just where he was if only for a moment of rest. His eyes shut of their own accord when he did so, but then Sandy very rudely interrupted his quiet with an equally stupid question. Without opening an eye he replied rather doggedly, Well should I have had any energy left I would first jump back on top of your sorry excuse of a broad chest and give you one more kick to knock you out, as nice as I am, to put you out of your misery. And then of course, I would straighten up and run out after the beautiful doe that had graced us with her presence and begin to woo her with my handsomeness. He sighed heavily and then propped up his hind legs first, followed by his forelegs and lastly by his head rising just barely past shoulder level. Opening his eyes, he wearily began to wander away, hoping never to meet this maggot-brain again. Equally as wearily, he added, Better get started, then... shouldn't I? and with that he walked into the trees, towards a stream he knew to be secluded where he could address his wounds and take a well-deserved nap away from the stupid dirtbag that had ruined his day, not to mention his chance with a beautiful doe.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 3:43 pm
Once the heaving subsided Dune lay perfectly still. He could hear his heart thrumming in his chest, hear the piercing voice of the other kimeti -No doubt complaining about something or other,- and he imagined he could still hear the footsteps of the doe getting further away. Her image swam lazily through his thoughts, her golden perfection somewhat marred by the green buck's voice also echoing about. Dune decided to pay attention to what he was saying.
"..Put you out of your misery.."
Ah, so it was the same drivel as before, how shocking.
He did admit the urge to pulverize his nemesis was strong, but he had to agree that it was time to slink off and lick his wounds.
He waited until he could barely hear the hoof-beats of the male, and could not resist a final remark.
Good luck with that Thumper.
Dune lay far a few more moments, ensuring that he was alone, when he finally stood on wobbly legs. He began to haul himself towards the edges of the swamp. He was to escape this horrid muggy place and return to where he belonged, where the sun shone undiluted and the wind blew clean.
I hope I never see that scatter-brained bunny freak again.
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