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 Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 2:46 am
"Wild dog?" the pup yapped her ears flattening against her head. How dare this beast call them wild dogs! Her plumey tail lashed as she approached slowly, her head hanging low her shoulders hulking over her back her deep blue eyes fixed upon her prey. "Don't worry kitty we'll help you find your way home" She smirked her body tencing, she intended to strike then move, his attention was on Mafa she was pretty certain, she could get a good bite in, tear away a tendon and wait. This scumbag was going down.
Licking her lips she listened to Mafa and grinned. Her leader knew just how to taunt a lion and clearly they were going home with this beast as lunch. The thought amused her, this creature deserved no mercy "You should bow before the queen of the graveyard lion" her tail wagged once, wait for it, see if he would take the bait, once his head was lowered he had less chance of defending himself, of course, she guessed he would run soon, she had betetr get he strike in.
Without another moments hesitation the black and white stripped pup dashed forwards her lips turned in a snarl, her eyes glued upon the precious back leg, the stringy tendon, once that was gone, there was no escape.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 2:18 pm
Unfortunatly Hasidi's achillie's tendon was already torn on his left leg, and poorly healed from years of walking on it. Terrified and absorbing both hyena's words he tucked his head down flattening his ears, and started to try and dash out past Mafa and into the open space where he could run and move more efficiently. Narrowly escaping the little brat's full teeth ni his leg, she was able to grazy him however (Slight god mode sorry, don't want my baby hurt /too/ bad)
"Stop, pleas! This isn't right!" He called and started to slowly move.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:04 pm
Mafa smiled grimly as the young pup spoke to the mangy lion. She was doing very well, she'd make Mafa proud when she grew, most definitely. With a keen hunter's gaze, Mafa watched Frit as she lunged in for the weakest part of the lion, his tendon. Not that this lion's leg seemed to be in any kind of good condition anyways. This lion was such easy prey, she wondered why he wasn't dead yet. Infact, if this had been Mafa's fight, he would've been dead already. But, she decided to not help out too much, Frit needed to figure this out for herself. Then again, it was way too hard to keep her teeth from sinking into fresh lion meat.
And here came her chance. The incompetant creature was trying to make a dash right past her. Fat chance! With a blurr of motion, Mafa's head whipped around toward the already limping lion, lethal teeth on edge and aimed right for his shoulder or torso, whichever she could grab onto first.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:37 pm
Hasidi let out a shrill sound that could almost be mistaken for a bark as Mafa's teeth landed in his shoulderblade. He could feel her teeth inside him and quickly tried to pull away. With all the fright and pain the earth toned males bladder let go adn the smell of urine filled his nose. He felt ashamed her had been warned about Hyenas, and now he was being attacked by one.
"I want my Tisha!" he started to sob and pull harder away from Mafa.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:47 pm
Mafa's cold eyes widened, flaring with satisfaction. Mafa now had her grip, and if this was a normal fight, this would've been the lion's last moment, but alas, Mafa was trying to be civil and let Frit have her fun. Though she still couldn't restrain herself that much. Her jaws clenched down, scratching and crushing the thin bone that was this lion's shoulder blade. As the lion pulled away, he only tore more muscle, for Mafa wasn't about to budge.
Suddenly, a new smell filled Mafa's sensitive nose. Urine... The lion had just pissed himself! What are the odds, she had never encoutnered a creature this cowardly. It made her want to burst with laughter. Pathetic!Her aqua gaze swiveled to Frit, reminding herself whose fight this was. Though the thought process was reluctant, Mafa knew she needed to let go. So once again, she swung her head, the lion still in her jaws, and swung his weight to her side, tossing him over to little Frit. Hasidi was free from her jaws, but his warm blood still soaked her head, mouth, and chest. And she couldn't be any happier. The alpha stood there, greedily licking her chops as she sampled her meal.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 3:16 am
Frittilaria watched wide eyed as her Alpha put a stop to the other receeding. The irony scent of blood touched her nostrils and she soaked in the scent, breathing in the warm bloody smell she would soon be tasteing. She was a little dissapointed that the lion had evaded her but he wasn't getting away so easily! Letting her small eerie laugh fill the air she ran towards the now prone lion and leapt over him with ease. Pup she was but she was full of boundless energies. "Weakling, do you think you can escape so easily?" She yapped winding towards the male now, her body weaving like a snakes, that white line down her spine could be mesmerising if you let it be.
Blue eyes flashed and she once again leapt, this time for the stomach, the beast had peed itself it was weak and foolish and dared to insult them, dared to call them wild dogs! This one deserved nothing but their contempt and a swift death. With her heart pumping in her ears and rich hot blood filling her nostrils she was loosing herself to that bloody madness, which could make a pup foolish. He had to hold on to her head, this lion was still bigger than her, she was supposed to be the attacker, she wasn't going to become the attacked.
"Who's tisha your mommy? She can't help you where you're going kitty!!
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 9:30 am
They say when a person is in danger that they can do impossible feats because of the andrenal gland pumps enough hormone into the blood stream, and that's exactly what happened to Hasidi. Crushed Shoulderblade, ripped apart leg, and a few other wounds the blood covered, piss soaked lion managed to evade Frit's attack. Growling slightly.
His entire body ached and was in pain but the need to survive in him made him move faster than he had ever before, he quickly put his paws to the earth and ran, ran on his hurt body to escape the disgusting things that had attacked him.
"I'm g..go..going home."
(That'll be my last one in this arpee XD I didn't want him hurt /too/ bad. It'll take him a while to recover.)
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:18 pm
Mafa knew the lion was going to dart even before he did, but she held herself back. She was fully prepared to let Frit take him on, to let Frit kill him and take the glory for herself. Either that or let him go and take the blame for letting him live. As she saw his useless figure retreat into the dusty background, she turned her gaze to Frit. Perhaps they'd find him eventually, he was leaving a trail even Mabozi could follow. Lions were not smart creatures, not at all.
"Well? That did not exactly go to plan, but learn now, that fights never work out according to plan..."
Unless you knew what you were doing, like she did, Mafa thought smugly. The female bent down, licking the blood from her legs and as far up as she could reach. After clearing her throat, her attention went back to Frit,
"There's always a next time when it comes to practice, but when things get serious, I will not tolerate them getting away alive"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 11:19 am
Frittilarias ears flattened tightly against her head, she wanted to chase the lion but if she managed to catch up to the weakling beast it might be out there, in the pridelands wheer other lions lived.
She turned to Mafa looking for the advice of the elder femme, watching her clean away the blood from her dark crimson splattered fur.
Of course when mafa sounded dissapointed in her the pup almost cringed, her dark blue eyes snapping to the ground her tail looping beneath her figure "It won't happen again Ma'am" she whispers her voice choked. She wasn't crying, but she wanted to. She had dissapointed the leader let the stupidest creature she had ever seen in her life escape with only a few measly wounds. "Whe the battle starts, I will kill them" she whispers her voice a determined baratone.
She was disgusted with herself, more than anything, the next time she met a lion it would be a meal for the pride. She would redeem herself, one way or another!
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