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 Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 9:41 pm
Twist ignored Venda and just nodded to Alas. "You take care of her- I need to go settle some buisness." Her scoul grew over her face. She was not pleased that her brother showed up and seamed to be ruining all her plans of world domination. Turning she started to climb up the craggly path to where he feline counterpart seamed to be waiting- at least from the smell all around them. When she finally reached the top and the small path that Algoma seamed to be walking on her gaze seamed to fall upon the site that the three seamed to have quarreled. Making sure that nobody was there but the two she spoke.
"Ah I see it's been a good day for you." She seamed to raise a brow laughing looking over the vomit and the blood. Seeing this she was reasured that Algoma was making short work of the thing that smelled like her brother...as she could tell it was his blood littering the place more then Venda's. "But I must ask where the little rat is..." Her scoul returned as she refered to Solarflare. "I need to see it for myself that coward survived. And then I need to kill him...or at least damage him past the point of repair. If of course it's the same rat who condemed me to die nearly four seasons ago. If not I'll just break it's legs for smelling so close to the little sneak."
Her eyes then wandered back to Algoma. "I forgot my manners- nice work on that green curr...I saw that." She seamed to beam at the thought of mutilation. "Though I wish it would have been the pink fluff's eyes and not hers."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 10:01 pm
Algoma casually walked up to Twist, like it was an everyday thing, and even with the salty air clinging to the other's pelt she could smell the welp of Rome. Indeed Twist was socializing with at least one of the pups well, and Algoma was having fun beating blood out of different pores.
Though looking over her shoulder towards the repugnant vomit and sweet bloody mess the smirk made home in the whiskers of the ivory lynx. "I always start the day off with a good mutilation. Be it wolf or another animal," the chilling tone brushes off the comment easily.
"As for the rat that you seek, he actually showed a lot of promise this morning. The black intruder was de-eyed by him to prove some worth, though that only gets him one fresh meal of the day, his diet has been little more then rotted flesh from the pleasure kills that occure in the woods."
Algoma paused and pointed her ears towards the cave where her mildly living scratch post was to be sleeping. "I told him I wouldn't beat on him anymore for a mild reward and go get something fresh for him. However you weren't in my promise on beatings, so if you want to do some....Family bonding..." she flicked her bobtail, "Be my guest. For once I'll get to act innocent to the wrath of Twister's spiritual anger."
With the show of her fangs in a flashing smile, Algoma added, "You're a ghost to him just to let you know. I'm suppose to be doing some evil lynx voodoo to bring you back to life. Blah blah blah, just have some fun, my shoulder is completely turned and I'm already out of the area as we speak."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 10:41 pm
"Promise?" She snarlled at the thought. "He's a ruddy coward- he gose to where the power is...not that I don't blame him Algoma; your talent is- wait a ghost?" Her brow seamed to raise haphazardly. "Oh now I must teach the rat a lesson...let me guess he's ranting about seers, shamans, and wolf purity again?" She shook her head and watched Algoma's ear flick towards a cave in the distance. "I still can't believe him with that nonsence!" She puffed out a breath of air in disgust.
"I'd be more thrilled if you watched- you might actully find this entertaining. I have a score to settle with him...and though I will leave him to be your pet- he might be missing a few limbs after I'm done." Her eyes seamed to blaze with bloody furie as her paw pads slammed down on the earth.
"Not to mention that Alas is causing much trouble for me- sneaking about mingling with OTHER packs. If she gets to involved we can't kill her." Twists head hung down low at the thought. "Though on a good note I have Romes children wrapped around my paw. Wazzam is acting as alpha- but surprizingly he's more brutal then me when it comes to pack loyalty."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 11:09 pm
Algoma's eyes seemed to flash for a second, "Twist, I never said long living promise, I tire out of my pets too quickly to allow a season to pass before death is inevitable to them all." The ice chips rolled around in the ivory face, "Ah, something else that got on your nerves. I'm bleeding that out of him in various torture methods. Though he is about like Alas and her 'love and peace in all creatures'," the lynx gagged at the prospect.
"He only has all of his limbs because I didn't know how whole you wanted the scum to be," Algoma shrugged her shoulders and not to seem to tail Twist, she followed behind at her leisured pace. Though the sadist didn't really like the sound of the pack mingling.
"hmmm, maybe I could move about in the other pack and see how many are in their ranks. Do you know how many packs she is socializing with?" Algoma already figured that the packs would be harder to move then a failing family out of their land, and truthfully if the alpha lived, following a younger wolf was highly unlikely.
But when Twist mentioned Wazaam, the young welp, she rolled her eyes, but then quickly cocked and eyebrow. "How is that possible? I didn't think anyone could top the groveling at your paws status then us...though personally mine grovelers need to be bleeding. And you say you have all the pups at your paws....Wait, you said Wazaam is standing in as alpha. I don't have to speak with the Cretan do I?" Disdain and disapproval rolled off of the sharp tongue.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 11:25 pm
"Well I just gave him the title to appease his eagar mind- I think he might be in love with me though which makes it so much easier to control him. That's why he grovels- and I suppose if you think about it abusing ones emotions like that might be worse then what your doing to my stupid *cough* brother *coughcough*." She stuck her tounge out at the word that linked any ties to the rat hidden away in the cave.
"Actully I can easily convince him to worship you- if you play your cards right with him. Then you and him can go on a Rome hunt- I'm sure that will appeal to you. He hates his father to no end- and once he's trained I'm going to use it agaist him. The daughters on the other hand are just to batty to do anything in all honestly IF Rome was ganged up upon." Again her mind seamed to swell with more evil thoughts, then after all was thought about went back to Flare.
"Well I'm glad at least you left the good picking to me. I'd be upset if I had nothing to torture or maime." She then started to laugh. "I still can't believe he is that gulliable to think I'm a ghost. When all is said and done your really going to have to tell me this story in it's completion."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:54 pm
Algoma stepped up along side of Twist and looked at the young alpha. "The method and the degree of abuse is only measurable to those that have felt either. I'm not going to claim anything with either one, it truly depends on the 'pet'." Algoma reasoned and kicked a bone into the cave.
An ivory ear flickered about at the others words, worship, that was expected...or at least the smell of fear, killing Rome that was a good idea. Kattana couldn't even save herself, so what would allow the she-wolf to save her mate and her daughters. "Well the two girls are still young, maybe they just need to go under the renovating new method of obedience training...like the worm in that cave." Algoma paused something clicking in her mind. "How about you just tell your pet to met me, I'll give you my word not to kill him, but maybe I can help get him a bit darker or allow the anger to flourish to something better."
A wicked smile crept to her face, "What are friends for? Well, at least, with me as an ally, you get to have some bloody action." Looking into the entrance of the den, "I'll tell you the story sometime, but for now the pest lives in the darkest corner."
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