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 Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 11:49 am
"Heinrich vonCoren," she repeated, listening to the sound in her mouth. "What a very interesting name indeed. Thank you for telling me!" she said, trying to be friendly but reading his expression very well. He was obviously uncomfortable, but she hoped he was just being shy. She wasn't exactly the most intimidating of creatures! But he was just so interesting looking with the long teeth and antlers and big bunny ears!
But then the peacock colored fluttered inserted himself into the conversation, and Priyanka couldn't help but laugh pleasantly at his over-the-top antics. "Oh my" she giggled. "Aren't you the charmer? Of course I'm no such thing," he said, in response to his comments about being an Angeni. "I have no wings! But you know my Father is, believe it or not! But not over the spring or summer. But what a nice thing to say."
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 2:52 pm
Now was the perfect time. The massive Thunderbird beat her wings against the sky to the rumble of thunder. She dove sharply, screaming a shattering hawk-like roar into the air. Her wings were outstretched and her claws held out in front of her, she raced towards the ground with a terrifying and dizzying speed. Without warning, she whipped through the meadow, nearly missing the ground. Her claws slashed wildly in her dive, grabbing a hold of anything she could. Her claws hit hard on vonCoren, gripping into his flesh; by the time he ever knew she was there, he was being ripped form the ground and carried up by the massive skinwalker.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 4:05 pm
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a terrifying pain exploded across his brain. Before he even realized what had even happened he was being lifted off the ground and carried away. vonCoren was a heavy stallion, even through he was short, so the skin walker wasn't able to get too much speed. Scared and not understanding what was happening yet, vonCoren began to flail and buck wildly. He twisted his spine and kicked his sharp hooves. He let of a deep, rumbling roar - a boise that surprised even him. He wasn't used to speaking much, much less screaming, and he was shocked by just out serious and powerful the sound was.
Black and red feathers began to billow around him, as he felt his hot blood beginning to spill over his fur. After all these years, if he was going to go; this wasn't going to be the way it was going to go down!
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 4:12 pm
Narcisses's eye large as saucers as this creature came out of the thundering sky and grabbed the stocky stallion right out of the air. Narcissus had never seen a skin walker in the flesh before, but he knew in his bones this was exactly what it was. The sound was horrifying - from the ear-peircing screech of the monster to the rumbling, terrified roar of the stocky mutant stallion. He felt his knees weaken at the feel of hot blood splattering across his face and in this moment - Narcissus knew he could very possibly, actually die.
His eyes darted quickly over to the beautiful mare he had been speaking to. Suddenly, she wasn't just a beautiful mare but the single most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life. Was she going to be the last thing he ever saw?
He should do something. He should protect her, or grab her or do....something. But the fear was gripping his heart and he didn't want to die. More than anything...more beautiful than this mare was, he didn't want to die!
With the adrenaline pumping in his blood, he turned tail and just ran. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He didn't even know if he had his eyes open - he was just running.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 4:22 pm
It all happened in a blur. This red and black and yellow creature swooped in from the sky and grabbed the stallion she was speaking to. Suddenly, what was just a happy, pleasant winter day was turning into a nightmare and could possibly be the last day of one of their lives. Having grown up very protected, she had never faced such horrors. She had hardly ever seen even seen blood and suddenly, form the force of the attack, little splatters of blood splattered across her snow white fur. She let out a high-pitched scream - a scream of pure, terrifying horror. She knew she should run, she should flee as fast at her feet could carry her - but she found herself frozen. Her eyes locked in on vonCoren - seeing the fear and desperateness - and she couldn't move.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 4:34 pm
Faris hadn't gotten too far away when he heard something in the distance. A thunder strike followed by a roar, then a piercing scream over the wind. He flapped his wings, stopping in mid-air and hovered for a second. He growled, a twisting in the pit of this stomach. Part of him wanted to rush back into the fray and see what happening - there was obviously somebody in peril. What was it? A Kalona attack? A skin walker? Or just a horrible accident? It could be anything. And if he went back, he could help but...
..what would happen if he flew right back into danger. His mind flashed to his beautiful mate, Miyuki. What would happen to her if something happened to him? The thought was like ice in her chest..
He hesitated, but he couldn't just let his lie. He needed to see what was going on. Growling at himself, he turned in the air and flapped - heading quickly back to the meadow.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 4:42 pm
In a flash, every justification for why Vespasian followed his daughter around came into crystal-clear focus. He heard, more than saw, what happened. The crash of thunder, then a scream of pain - then the sound of his daughter screaming in fear. That sounds.... instantly Vespasian knew this was a sound that would haunt his nightmares. Usually, Vespasian was a gentle stallion; refined and collected. But his vision seemed to nearly blur in his eyes - a flash of red - RAGE. He didn't even think, he began to charge into the fray. He burst through the treeline into the meadow. Immediate the horrifying scene played out in his vision... he little peacock flutter was fleeing like a coward, and a nightly skin walker had the stallion Priyanka was speaking to in his claws and trying to carry him off; quite a difficult task. But in the meantime; as he was twisted in his grasp his skin was flaying where the skin walkers talon's dug into his fur.
So far, Priyanka seemed okay, but horrified. Knowing she was safe, for now, he took to the air and rushed towards the monster and her prey.
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Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2014 8:19 pm
The stocky prey in her claws flailed and twisted. He was surprisingly muscular, and heavy. She knew already that she probably would be able to kill him easily, but she reveled in the chaos more than the kill. She loved the feel of him twisted in her grasp, causing his skin to flay under. The smell of blood gave her a rush adrenaline and she flapped her strong wings, trying to get more air. Maybe she could get him up right enough to them drop him and break his spine. But as she ascended, something rushing towards her caught her eye. It was blue, and feathered. Suddenly her icy heart dropped in her chest as she realized it was an Angeni. This wasn't going to be so easy anymore. He was coming close, and the skinwalker dropped her prey in anticipation.
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Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2014 8:23 pm
Flying back towards the meadow, Faris's eyes grew wide and scared as he saw the scene unfold as he came back. The stocky stallion mutant was falling quickly towards the ground, and a massive monster - a skinwalker...no, not just any skinwalker, but a purewalker, had certainly done a number on him. And another creatiure he hadn't seen until now - an Angeni - was rushing towards the hawk like breast with a passion and rage in his eyes.
Faris once again felt the need to run - this didn't concern him - but he knew, even before the stallion hit the ground, that he would be needed. He was the only Unicorn in the bunch...and even through he wasn't highly skilled in healing, maybe he could at least save his life.
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Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2014 8:28 pm
Th usual prim and proper Angeni hit the skinwalker like a ton of bricks. The life of the stallion was secondary - he would tend to him in a minute For now, he had to protect his daughter, even if that meant sacrificing his own life. Being a creature of nobility, he had never, ever, been in a physical altercation before, but instinct was taking over now. As he rushed the creature, his Holy Light went off - causing a white-light flash to rush over the meadow. He kicked and bucked, feeling his heavy hooves land against his enemy as well. He felt the thud and crack of a few good hits.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 3:54 pm
The skinwalker was unprepared for a direct battle. The peacock colored Angeni had rushed her like a force of Nature itself. He slammed against her body, and she cried out - half in pain and half in surprise. She immediately dropped her prey. She had other things to attend to now - the Angeni. She let go of the heavy stallion and lashed out her claws, happy to feel them connect a few times to the skin of the flying aggressor. But then her vision was blinded and she felt a searing pain that seemed to burn her right down into her soul. The Angeni's Holy Light knocked her back several yards in the air and caused a shower of feathers to fall.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 3:58 pm
For a split second, vonCoren was pleased to feel the claws of the beast lesson on his skin. The claws had dug deep, and his flailing had only made some of the cuts worse. It was a sweet split second on bliss when the claws released; and the heavy, grumpy stallion felt the cold, crisp air on this wounds.
But the moment was tragically cut short - for Heinrich was vonCoren was in the middle of the air. He wasn't as high up as he feared, but just by the time he realized he was falling he hit the ground with a painful crack.
For a moment, he wondered if he was dead. His breath was completely knocked out of him, but after a few excruciatingly long minutes, he took a gasping breath and his vision returned.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 4:05 pm
She was trapped in a nightmare - her father facing off against a skinwalker and then that nice handsome stallion was falling through the air. "NooooO!~" she screamed in a panic, finally breaking her stunned silence.
She was suddenly running towards the chaos, speeding up to vonCoren has he landed hand on the ground. For a few excruciating moments, she was terrified he was dead. He didn't move; not even the rise and fall of his chest.
Even through it was only a few seconds, it seemed like years before he gasped a breath and opened his eyes. Priyanka nearly bawled from relief; she didn't know this stallion very well but she was not ready to watch a Soquili die right in front of her eyes.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 4:26 pm
Vespasian heard a sound in his ears that was wholly unfamiliar - a powerful scream of contempt and hatred; he didn't even realize it was his own scream as he attacked the skinwalker. The light blasted and blinded everyone for a split second, but it only sent the skinwalker recoiling.
She had dropped her prey, and he winced as he heard the stallion fall to the ground. The drop wasn't too far - hopefully he didn't hand in such a way to cause permanent injury. He would do whatever he needed to do care for the stallion once he had dealt with the vile creature at hand. He didn't want anyone to die - but arguably the world would be better a place with one less skinwalker.
Still, it disturbed him to think he would have to kill anything in front of his own daughter.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 4:36 pm
By the time Shangukeidi had recovered from the Holy Light, she had lost grip of her prey and fallen nearly to the ground herself. She quickly unfurled her wings and diverted her fall, just mere inches before she crashed into the ground with perhaps a deadly speed. She cawed loudly and swooped back into the hair, her body still shaking from the attack by the Angeni. No prey was worth dying for, and as she made a wide circle over the meadow as she quickly gained more and more air, she realized that all in all she had been very successful. The walker thrived on chaos... and from her vantage everything went perfectly. The horned stallion was probably dying, but that was secondary compared to the panic of his pretty little a mare companion. The peacock flutter had run off in a terror, and even the well-to-Angeni looked rattled from the experience. She would eat later. For now, she would leave with her skin and live to terrorize another day.
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