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Post by Blitz on Sept 4, 2010 1:42:41 GMT -5
Dust noted Blast's tired eyes, yet there was still a drive to stay away. No, Dust did not need Blast to do things. "Off with yourself." She barked, that was the permission, the words to allow the male to slumber.
The canine herself had became a bit weary, the day had long since dragged on and on. Jaws opened wide, a yawn slipping passed. She mumbled something akin to jibberish, her words tripping over one another as she lost her train of thought. Stretching, the alpha soon began to walk in a circle before curling into a small ball. Leaving Blast alone, sleep welcomed her for now.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 4, 2010 13:09:23 GMT -5
Blast bowed his head before leaving dust's presence. He walked over to a some-what rocky spot and merely fell on the floor. Exhausted, his blood red eyes closed and He fell into a deep slumber. That's how it was for poor Blast. It the steroid activates any time during the day, afterwards Blast would be exhausted.
The 6.5 foot long snake arrived the minute the two wolves fell asleep. Not wanting to disturb Dust, Drako slithered over next to her and curled up, his head poked up into the air. He made a slight his than closed his eyes as well.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 4, 2010 22:04:34 GMT -5
OutOfCash://
Should we make it the next morning for the trio? ouo
A yawn struck the air; sleep had shoved Dust back into reality. Irritated, her eyes fluttered open, whincing as the light filtered through the leaves and branches. She swung her head to take notice of Wrath, sleepily studying his scaled body. It hadn't registered for a good while that this was indeed Wrath and not some sort of unknown snake. A rustling nose caused her large ears to flick, turning to notice the moving leaves. Half-lidded eyes blinked back sleep, Dust didn't seem too concerned about what was causing the sound.
"Hmn-?" She finally sounded, yawning once more before slowly rising to her paws. Stealing away from Wrath's side to shove a narrow muzzle into the foliage. A second later the creature reeled her head back, wrinkling her nose in distaste. A possum, straying from it's usual nocturnal activity, had sought refuge amongst the leaves and branches. It's rancid stench and fearful hisses, struck Dust as just a pest. "Stupid rat." The female spat, glaring back at the disturbed animal.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 4, 2010 22:07:47 GMT -5
At the sound of Dust's awakening, Wrath open his slited eyes and un-coiled. He flicked his tongue out repeatedly, hungry and searching for prey. Catching the scent of possum, the serpent began to slyther towards the rustling creature. He stopped next to Dust. "Thissss one likesss the rodent. Thissss one would be glad to rid it of the wolf'ssss presssence."
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Post by Blitz on Sept 4, 2010 22:29:29 GMT -5
Listening to Wrath's low hissing, it tainted the air and Dust's thoughts. "Yes, Wrath, take it out." Dust answered in a groggy, raspy voice; seating herself as if this would be a show. Yes, it was something akin to a show for the canine. She adored the way the snake slowly neared his prey, striking out with little warning. He was cunning, that was what Dust enjoyed most.
Still tired, a yawn once more came from her jaws, smacking her lips together. A paw lifted, straying to itch at her face.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 4, 2010 22:34:44 GMT -5
Wrath slowly came upon his prey, staying as silent as he could. He waited for a moment, trying to target the right spot. In a split second, Wrath bared his fangs and attacked, the creature not even having a chance to respond. As the possum tried to release its self from the dreaded serpent, Wrath began to coil himself around it. He waited for the possum to stop moving.
Blast jumped at the sound of the snake's strike. His ears forward and his blood eyes alert. He made a quick glance at Dust and, feeling foolish, sighed. He sat down, his black-tipped tail brushed the dead leaves under him.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 4, 2010 22:40:21 GMT -5
"I see sleeping beauty has risen." Dust taunted Blast, "We should all rejoice!" Dust announced, continuing on with her rude words. Dramatically throwing her front paws into the air, keeping steady as she leaned on her back feet. "Oh sleeping beauty, we've missed you."
Glancing back at the possum, trapped between the coils and venom surging through it's tiny veins. A sight of life and death all in one. Continuing to watch the cold blooded animal finish off the possum's pathetic excuse for a life.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 4, 2010 22:46:51 GMT -5
Blast grunted at Dust. "Ah yes, and it seems I have woken by prince Charming's kiss." He glared at the serpent with rage. "I swear if that thing was not your pet, I would kill it for awakening me."
The possum eventually stopped, paralyzed from Wrath's deadly venom. About thirty minutes passed till the possum was fully consumed, already slowly digesting. content, Wrath slithered over to dust, climbing onto her shoulder.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 4, 2010 23:03:50 GMT -5
"A touch of jealousy, I see?" Dust teased, looking at the bulging snake and tapping Wrath's face gently with her own cold nose. She stood watching Blast, studying the tags in his ear and the scars on his frame. Whenever Wrath twitched or moved, he upturned her thick fur with his scales that acted something like that of a human's comb.
With another chuckle, "Come, breakfast is needed." she sauntered off, towards one of the smaller clearings in the territory. Void of trees and bushes, only inhabitated by tall grass that often tickled her nose and brushed against her sides. A small stream scarred the center of the clearing, a perfect place for small mammals or large ones alike.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 4, 2010 23:11:09 GMT -5
Blast grunted once more and followed after dust. Sniffing the air, the scent of buck and wolves filled it. He growled. "Those idiots are close to our territory. Right on the boarder!" Blast's fur began to stick up at the thought of seeing the gay wolves.
Wrath, full and content, thought he should have fun and irritate Blast. sort of falling off Dust's back, the serpent silently slithered behind Blast. He rattled his rattler and bared his fangs, making a rather load hiss.
Blast jumped at the hiss frightened. he looked down in the ground to see Wrath baring its fans at him. "You son of a bitch! I outta rip your head off this instance! Do you know that you could kill me with the slightest puncture?!?"
Closing his mouth, Wrath slid back onto Dust's back. "Thisss one may chossse when to inject its possison. Thissss one enjoysss scaring the wolf."
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Post by Blitz on Sept 4, 2010 23:27:19 GMT -5
A paw lashed out once more in an attempt to rake against Blast's shoulder or even muzzle. "That's exactly why I keep him, watch it." She snarled. Shoving passed Blast, her own nostrils filling with the putrid scent of the opposing pack. A trail of fur along her spine began to spike up, bristling at just the mere scent.
"We shall ignore those foolish creatures." With that being said, she wandered along the edges of the small stream. Staring at the otherside where more of their territory lay. Most of the big game was confined within Shadow Hive territory, giving them a great advantage of full bellies and replenished strength. A stray fawn revealed itself from the underbrush only to stop dead in it's tracks at the sight of the trio.
"Get it-!" The wolf barked before rushing into a full sprint, claws driving themselves into the each with each bound.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 4, 2010 23:31:51 GMT -5
ooc:// I have to go >.>....be back tommorow.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 5, 2010 15:20:07 GMT -5
At the sound of "Get it," Blast sprinted off towards the fawn with a rather slowish speed...for a wolf. His black claws dug into the ground and his mouth turned into a cruel smile, revealing the fierce canines underneath. His eyes, filled with blood lust, were fixed on the fawn. Blast waited for Dust to make the first move.
Not wanting to slow Dust down, Wrath decided it would be better if he was not upon her. Sling-shooting himself, he landed on the ground. "Thisss one isss curiousss as to what the gay wolvesss are doing." Slithering away, Wrath flicked his tongue out constantly, following the scent of two bucks. Stopping, he watched the wolves with their rather big meal. Out of the corner of his eye, Wrath saw the snake eagle. "The greedy one issss no match for me. The greedy one isss scared of my wrath."
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Post by Blitz on Sept 5, 2010 21:12:54 GMT -5
Dust's small stature quickened her pace, weaving between the fawn's thin legs, she snapped. Jaws latched down onto one of the front legs, to which the fawn stumbled to the ground. It kicked rapidly, trying to rid itself of the death looming in the form of wolves. Dust however, held fast, trying to get her paws on the ground. Sure enough, Dust managed to get back on her feet, going after a back leg now. A fawn could walk on three legs, but not upon two.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 6, 2010 0:15:47 GMT -5
After Dust stroked down the fawn, Blast immediately went for a leg. The steroid in his blood slowly activated at the stench of blood. Only slightly crazed, Blast's canines dug into one of the Fawn's legs. Pulling with all his might, Blast ripped the leg off slowly and painfully. Blood consumed the grey wolf as the ligaments in the fawn's lag slowly ripped apart.
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