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 Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 1:33 pm
 It had taken him a long time, but he'd found the place. The pride in the depths of the desert. Sure, it was hot and dry...but Kucha-moto loved the heat, even with his dark pelt. And he was a survivor. His father had made sure of that. Kucha was a little sad that Zao would never see the desert like he did...that Zao would likely never even see the desert. After all, his friend had found his home, his 'safe place'.
He'd been told he had to prove himself, to join the pride. Well...he could deal with that just fine. He'd prove himself, so there would be no doubt he was strong, a survivor and fighter.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 1:47 pm
She scraped her claws against the stone beside her reveling in the horrid sound it made. The sound reverberated through the stale air and she sneered. What was there to do when her father seemed preoccupied by others. Her beloved brother also seemed to be busy.
She needed to plot, create some action and then, oh yes, and then she would show what a beast she truly was.
But, all of that needed tending to. Her body needed to be perfect, muscle tone, built for brute strength as well as speed.
Her ears flicked and her crimson eyes shot to her left. There, a black male with designs in his pelt stood, waiting. Grinning she pushed herself to stand quickly, shook the sand free from her body and strode to his figure.
"Ah, a challenger appears?" she said quickly as a quip of her tongue. She licked her lips.
"Come to prove yourself stranger?" she gave a low growl in her chest. Just because she was female never stopped her sense of of the warrior in her heart. Her father would not allow such a thing, no showing of weakness.
"Come."
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Das Tor generated a random number between
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2!
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 2:42 pm
Kucha Move 1: Bide
He was fighting a GIRL? Kucha eyed her warily, then snorted. She looked liked a fighter. And if she wanted to sink her claws into something males normally excelled at...so be it. He would not hold back. His gold eyes narrowed as he moved to circle her, observe her.
"Yes, I have come to prove myself. This place seems a perfect fit for me." He wouldn't fall for her goad, however. His father had taught him how to fight smart.
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DragonsRage24 generated a random number between
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 8:48 pm
Badieh snarled and sunk her claws into the sand. Her crimson eyes shone like wild fire, unnameable. Grinning she licked her lips and charged. Yes, she knew she should take her time, learn the opponents moves. But no, the fire in her heart, her thirst for battle, for blood and fire in the hot sand took her thoughts and drove deep into her mind.
Surging forward across the sand, "So be it," she leapt forward, right arm outstretched with claws bared aimed at his right shoulder-
but she missed.
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Das Tor generated a random number between
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 9:25 pm
Kucha Move 2: Hit
He saw her attack coming in the movement of her muscles beneath her thin fur and skin, the way she shifted her weight, and he dodged slightly to one side to avoid it. And then his own large paw and sharp claws sought to strike her across the left side of her chest and her left shoulder. He wanted proof he'd hit her.
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DragonsRage24 generated a random number between
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:10 pm
She felt his touch on her, hard, and she hit the ground rough. She snarled as she did so, and immediately tried to stand and stumbled a bit in the sand. Her eyes were wild, anger building in her burning chest.
"How. Dare. You. Touch. Me."
He was filth! Filth was what she saw now, enraged!
She struck out with her claws but as soon as she got close enough, she touched air.
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Das Tor generated a random number between
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:30 pm
Kucha Move 3: Bide
He'd managed to dodge her attack again, grinning. Ha! This one was fun! She had skill...but his was proving the better for the moment! "This IS a fight! I'm supposed to touch you, lady." His grin turned into a smirk, tail swishing behind him. "Looks like first blood's mine!" She seemed to have one hell of a temper...that could work in his favor, if he was careful. He tried to stay out of her range, seeing what she would do next...
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DragonsRage24 generated a random number between
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:34 pm
She watched him, and suddenly let her eyes focus more intently on his form and she breathed out harshly, creating a warm breath. In this moment of focus, she let everything surround her, come forth, and let her know where and how to move. Something, she undoubtedly, she believed, inherited from her father.
A peculiar but strong talent.
She breathed in again, and then out and charged him, but when close, slipped to the ground, letting the sand take her as the wind came against her back and she struck out with her paws against his side, hard.
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Das Tor generated a random number between
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:41 pm
Kucha Move 4: Miss
He hadn't been expecting her to go low after charging, the hit leaving a nice mark on his side as he stumbled a bit, trying to strike out in retaliation. He didn't feel anything contact his paw, so he must have missed. He took steps away, trying to gather himself again. Hm...she'd hit. He could deal with this. Just meant the Firekin WERE strong. He smirked. THIS was what he'd come for! "'Bout time you hit me!"
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DragonsRage24 generated a random number between
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:57 pm
"You better pay attention instead of speaking," she said with a snarl as she struck out towards him again. She would not hesitate, the training she had endured, the blood in her, the fire, the strength, it would not let her endurance, her need and thirst for victory sway.
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Das Tor generated a random number between
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:06 pm
Kucha Move 5: Bide
Kich barely dodged her next blow, the fire in his blood coursing, reveling in the strength of the other lion, the challenge she presented. Oh he had definitely found the right place. Here, he could live every day pushing himself, pushing his strength. "Just glad to find you're just as fierce and strong as the tales say. That I haven't wasted the energy coming to find here." He let himself slid with the sand a little, starting to get the hang of it, and striking out at her again, testing but not truly intending to do damage with it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:21 pm
Badieh just smirked at him, feeling the thrill in her veins, the want to do well, and as they seemed to dance in the sands, in this fight, after his move, she stepped back, and took a breathe. It seemed he was strong, but she knew, the sands would test him further.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 1:11 pm
When she stepped back, Kucha felt...a bit of pride. In that second, he knew he'd passed. That he'd proven himself to one born in the desert. That he was strong enough to be among the fiery lions here. And...he couldn't help but smirk, and wonder what other tests the sands might throw at him in the future. This was a good day. And he looked forward to more in the future.
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