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 Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 10:36 am
The black and white piebald moved through the Matembezi land deftly, and swiftly. The monochrome wings on her back flexed, the juvenile stalking. Toma had slated these lands for war, and war Circe would engage in. A manic grin crossed the female's face and she slunk along, unaware of the death and the watchful eye for one similar to her already out there.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 10:43 am
A blue-black form with orange and yellow circuitprint padded through the land, red eyes alert. She almost didn't see the piebald, and immediately her fur rifled, fangs baring as she crouched, slipping after the other. She had no idea this lion wasn't the enemy who killed Shupavu's... Love, he put it?
Bah, males. Nullpunkt stretched out, creeping forward. Either way, the enemy was soon to meet her fangs and claws.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 10:49 am
Circe lay still after a while, watching pride cubs in the distance. It was a simple matter, taking one. She could train it up, mould it as she saw fit. A fine subordinate-- but only the perfect one. She flexed her claws, grinning, before a larger weight landed on her, and she screeched, howling.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 10:57 am
Nullpunkt sank her claws in, a frenzy crossing her face wildly as she roared, beginning her battle with the stranger. A roar; a throaty, loud, threat, crossed the area, and she swiped at the younger. No, she would not kill again. Nullpunkt would see to it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 10:58 am
Circe snarled, digging her claws in as well, beginning to wrestle with the demon-creature on her. The lioness to, had tricks, and clawed viciously. It was bigger, but she was faster. She simply needed an opening....
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 11:00 am
The intruder certainly thrashed a lot. Nullpunkt caught a paw in her mouth, fangs sinking in as she bit down, then let go. Let them walk, but let them know the consequences of battle. It didn't stop her from biting the same leg; sinking fangs in as the iron taste of blood filled her maw before she went flying and slammed into a rock.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 11:09 am
Circe's leg and paw were useless. While she was acutely aware of the pain in her leg, and paw, she couldn't stop for that, and flipped the thing off, rolling, and standing. Now able to see her attacker, she looked bored. An older lioness... Fah. Powerful, but stupid. And much too old for what she'd be able to break. Circe snorted.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 11:23 am
Nullpunkt bared her fangs, the rows of teeth threatening. She was woozy, weak, and light headed-- she had a feeling she was about to pass out.
"Murderer.... Assassin!" Nullpunkt hissed. She struggled to rise, red eyes narrowed at the female. "You killed a mother! And close to her children!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 11:27 am
Circe sat, curling her tail around her, eyes narrowing. Her? Do that? She purred.
"Why, I don't know what your talking about." Circle purred. "But if you say so... Who am I to betray popular opinion?"
A psychotic grin crossed the lioness' maw and she suddenly pounced the other. Broken leg or not, she wasn't letting on the pain. Let the older one learn her place.... Her claws sunk into the other female's paws, causing her to fall. Circe leaned forward, purring in her ear.
"You win today, lioness," Circe hissed; "But I will return. And next time, I will not show mercy."
She ripped her claws out, causing the other to scream, and turned, padding away.
She was defeated this day. Tomorrow.... They would not be so lucky.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 11:41 am
Nullpunkt collapsed when her paws were assaulted, and yet, she made little sound beyond a shriek when the other lioness spoke. When the juvenile left, Nullpunkt let out a loud hiss, vision flickering. She needed a medic--fast. Nullpunkt gave a weakened roar, and then collapsed, exhausted.
Her last thought before passing out was how to protect against the piebald next time.
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