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 Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 7:43 pm
Annoyance. Such a thing had most definitely not been her intention. She didn't mind annoying people, it was actually a very entertaining activity. But her main goal was almost always for striking terror, making people fear her. Making them run, and worry for their last moments before the Apocalypse would come. So to think that all she had been to him was nothing more then an annoying mosquito was almost heartbreaking.
Almost.
"DON'T underestimate me!" she bellowed, her body wincing again from the pain. Her mind was searching, searching for something that she could do to. She needed an idea. She was a genius, she should have thought up thousands of ideas by now.
Pestilence's eyes grew wide, her jaw droping as the dragon uttered the word normal. That word eachoed through her mind as it practically shattered all her thoughts. Normal. She was far from it. Normal was not something that she could have ever been. Normal was not something that she would allow (or believe) herself to be. It was simply not possible.
"NORMAL? NORMAL?!" She pushed aside the pain best she could, her body filled with more rage then ever before. With her only good forepaw she pulled out her teleporter, and within the blink of an eye she vanished. Reappearing above Aurathaniel's head and landing upon it with a cry of pain as her broken arm hit. Choking she lifted her good paw, bringing down her claws attempting to scratch one of his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 2:49 am
Aurathaniel, had seen her disappearing and reappearing act before, so he braced himself for her to appear somewhere inconvenient. When she landed on his head, he growled, and instinctively shut his eyes.
Well enough. He could fight without his sight, and now, this kit had pushed him to the limit. He growled again, and flung his head back, sending Pestilence in that direction. His tails coiled around her. This time he wasnt mindful of her broken arm. He stopped caring long ago. He turned his head to face her. Jaws came down on one of her already bleeding ears. "Let us see if morsels can fly, then shall we?" he asked with a wicked grin.
His tails uncurled rapidly, and flung her towards the edge, hard enough for her to go over. He growled again, and shook his body, scratching at the rock.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 2:09 pm
Tiny claws dug at his head, as she completely ignored the fact that is was doing next to nothing to the male. Pestilence was furious, royaly peeved at being called such a thing as 'normal'. If there was truely one word to hate in the world it was that one. Why people wished to be normal she didn't know, as being called such a thing was the the greatest of all insults to the female.
Normal. She would prove to him that he was wrong. Very wrong.
The kit hissed as the dragon swung his head back sending her back into the trap of his tails. A scream escaped her as his tails tightened, pressing against her broken arm. To make the pain even worse his jaws latched onto her ear once more, blood was now pooling down her ear onto her forehead. Pestilence blinked as it rolled down near her eye, how had she even gotten herself into this mess? She couldn't even remember anymore, and the pain was getting worse. Even so, she was going to win this fight. No matter what.
"FOOL!" she shouted, as he sent her flying towards the edge. Mustering up as much strength as she possibly could the silver fem reached for her teleporter. Her plan had been to teleport to his throat, but it seemed the pain had gotten the best of her and she hadn't ended up where she had wished.
THUD! Pestilence toppled to the ground, rolling in some tall grass. Where was she? Oviously no longer where the dragon was. "NO!" she snarled, trying to push herself up to look around. What had happened? Why had she not ended up where she had wanted? Her paw moved back towards her teleporter, though failed to reach it as the overwhelming pain finally caused the tiny kit to pass out.
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