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Post by Blitz on Sept 6, 2010 1:13:56 GMT -5
It made a pained noise as the leg was ripped apart, still alive. Dust watched as it suffered, turning her head to look around warily. Then jaws snapped down on one of the fawn's ears, lazily chewing on it. Surprised it was still attempting to kick at the wolves, much weaker now however. Slowly, it's energy was drained, unable to fight back any longer.
It would simply have to allow itself to be eaten alive by the monsterous wolves. Dust was pleased with this, enjoying the taste greatly. Her eyes slightly closing as she continued to chew on the fawn's soft ears. A terrible fate, for somethign so graceful.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 6, 2010 1:25:00 GMT -5
A tingle went up Blasts spine at the sound of the fawn's suffering. Even as it lost its energy, Blast could still hear its heartbeat. Spitting out the leg he tore off, Blast began to feast on its side. Because the steroid did not fully activate, Blast was not exhausted.
Wrath grew bored of the gay wolves. He would much rather watch Greed fly in terror because of him then watch these boring creatures. At the scent of the fawn's blood, Wrath decided it was time to return to his master. Slithering back, his scales made a slight scrapping noise as he went against a rock's surface. A good few minutes later and Wrath was in Dust's presence again. going by Blast, he made a slight hiss, making the large wolf jump. With a menicing laugh, Wrath raised himself to dust's eye level. "Thisss one thought it'd be bessst to leave masster to hunt the fawn."
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Post by Blitz on Sept 6, 2010 2:05:14 GMT -5
"You are smart, Wrath." Dust crooned, it seemed Wrath was the only one who received civil words from Dust save for Fetter. "You may dine upon this meal, if you wish." She offered, leaving the ear now and wandering over to the leg Blast had torn.
She began to eat away at it, the hot meat warmed her to the very core as the scents filled her with glee. Watching the pained look fill the fawn's eye, every so often it'd twitch as if to fight back, yet it had no energy left to do so. "A fine catch indeed." Dust murmered, praising herself for being in the right place at the right time.
Continuing to eat the breakfast, every so often taking a glance at Blast. Watching him torture the meal to no end.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 6, 2010 2:10:11 GMT -5
Wrath slightly shook his head. "Thisss one isss content with hisss possum meal. Thissss one may not need to feasst again till a thirdsss day hasss passsed." Wrath slithered against the fawn's chest, listening to its heartbeat. "The feassst isss ssstill alive. It sssuferss to no end. Thisss one enjoyss watching it die."
When at long last the fawn's heartbeat finally stopped, Blast felt content. Licking his bloody chops, he walked over to a tree. He sat down and watched Dust, not caring that he was covered in blood. He made no aatempt to clean himself. his black tipped tail curled around his long claws.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 6, 2010 2:17:07 GMT -5
She watched Blast go and listened to Wrath's constant hissing as he spoke. Eating her fill, the small wolf didn't need much. Rising, she stood and stared at the glazed over look in the fawn's eyes, how it's nostrils no longer twitched as it breathed. It had met a slow and painful demise, unfortunate. Bushy tail twitching and flicking, deep in thought.
Something pulled her back, the sound of an animal in the distance. Her lips pulled themselves back into a snarl as something began to draw closer. A feline, larger than Dust yet much smaller than Blast, peered from the bushes.
It was to be Nebula, who had been wandering around until she had scented the meal. Wide eyes curious, she looked at the snarling Dust. Then to Blast and Wrath, uneasily as the clouded leopard suddenly fled. Scaling high into the trees and out of sight amongst the countless leaves and twisting branches.
"Get out of there." The wolf snarled, not wishing to have this feline hiding near them.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 6, 2010 13:58:37 GMT -5
Blast did not smell the feline for it was downwind from where he was facing. At the sound of Dust's growl, he immediately jumped up, his fur on edge. Blast pulled his white and grey ear back. His blood red eyes dashed side to side. Blast pawed at the ground, his long, thick black claws cutting into it.
Wrath sensed the feline some time ago. He did not think anything of it till its scent was right upon them. He began to his and rattle his rattler. Wrath began to climb onto Dust's back, his scales scrapping along her fur. He raised his head slightly, and stared at where the feline once was. Calling in no particular direction, he hissed, "Thissss one recomendsss that the predetor sssshould ssshow itsss ssself. Massster will rip the felinessss'ssss throat if is doessss not do sooo."
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Post by Blitz on Sept 7, 2010 1:48:28 GMT -5
The clouded leopard peered from the leaves, staring down at the growling canines and hissing serpent. Feeling trapped, her own safe haven was amongst the branches she treaded upon. Claws gripped the branch as she walked high above them, staring down at them with a crooked grin. "Greetings wolves, how is this morning?" Nebula greeted casually, long tail wrapping itself around the branch for a boost of balance.
Not amused by the leopards antics, Dust paced back and forth. "Come down, I'll tell you." Dust cooed to the big cat, knowing full well this was a creature who's uses were wonderful. Such a big cat could climb amongst branches, catch things with ease, yes a truly grand creature to have in their midst. "Here, kitty, kitty." The female chimed in once more, her tone, dangerous, even alarming.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 7, 2010 18:08:54 GMT -5
Calming down, Blast looked into the trees from whence the voice came from. He was still tense, and his fur was on edge, but he sat, curious as to what turn of events will happen in the next few moments.
Wrath hissed once more and decided to surprise the feline but sneaking up upon it. Silently and stealthily, Wrath began to climb up the tree. It was not natural for a rattle snake to do this, but he grew weary of the feline in the trees. Once behind Nebula, wrath hiss, baring his fangs at the large cat.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 7, 2010 20:07:41 GMT -5
"No, not until this cat comes down." Dust snarled into Blast's face, glaring up at him bitterly. She looked back to the snow leopard, circling the tree trunk. Angered by how it evaded her just by a simple tree, Dust would rather just burn the thing down.
Sure enough though, Nebula dropped to the forest floor. Small and stocky, she landed with a soft thud. "You get hyped up, easily." She mused to Dust, watching as the canine circled her with ill-intentions. Yet the feline did not seem to worry for her own safety, she was still capable to an extent.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 7, 2010 20:15:31 GMT -5
Sighing, Blast stop back up and grew tense once more, observing the feline. Not wanting to interrupt, he stood silent.
Wrath slide back down the tree, the diamonds on his back extending with each stroke. Looking at the feline, Wrath grew curious. "What isss thisss that Wrath lookssss upon? May it be a houssse cat or no?"
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Post by Blitz on Sept 7, 2010 22:59:48 GMT -5
"Clouded leopard." Nebula shot back in defense, she backed up slightly until her rump met the tree. Laying low the creature had taken a more defensive pose, watching each of these wolves carefully. "I've just been looking for a place to sleep." She murmered, hoping these wolves would allow her even that basic right.
Dust looked to Wrath then back to Nebula. Pacing back and forth before the feline, giving her a rather bored look. "You do not interest me in the slightest." The canine told Nebula, looking away to lay beside Blast. Watching this feline, awaiting for that reaction she had baited.
Nebula took the bait like a fish, growing closer to Dust. "Please, it would be so much better if I were graced with your presence." The feline found this canine to be high on the class scale. Like a queen upon her thrown, Nebula bowed her head to the wolves and laid down a good distance away from them.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 19, 2010 20:34:04 GMT -5
Blast could not help but laugh, amused by the feline. Realizing that Dust has glaring at him, Blast close his maw and brought himself back to a serious face, tempted to laugh again. "Why would we need a feline Dust? Enlighten me, if you will."
Wrath thought nothing of the cat, other than the urge to kill it. It annoyed him slightly, begging to the master. BAH! Was it envy that Wrath was feeling? Perhaps...but if Wrath was feeling envious, Envy himself might come and do his bidding. Him and Wrath were somewhat close, but the Komodo Dragon was much more deadly and bigger. "Thisss one knowsss of one that the masster will find even more ussful than the feline," Wrath stated simply.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 19, 2010 22:35:22 GMT -5
A massive form stalked through the multi-colored forest. It's tail, long and whip like, lashed out at the trees. IT tongue, long and forked, flicked out every few seconds. Saliva slid down the reptile's mouth as he headed towards the scent of wolves...and Wrath. The reptile, a Komodo Dragon...a deadly sin...Envy, approached Blast and Dust with ease, disappointed for he did not see Wrath amongst the leaves."Greetings wolves. Has the sin of Wrath been about here lately? For I could have sworn I had scented him."
Wrath did not feel like talking, so instead of telling of his presence, he simply rattled his rattler.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 28, 2010 23:32:23 GMT -5
"Sometime, we may need one of the trees." Dust murmers to Blast, bushy tail flicking madly as she stares down upon Nebula. Eyes narrowing, Dust's eyes then snap to Blast once more. The canine begins to pace back and forth, passing the Miseo and the cat each time. Hissing then lifts to her ears, as they flick and she swings her heard to face Wrath and listen.
"Perhaps so, dear Wrath." She cooes to the snake, snapping her eyes back to Blast for a moment. Checking on the Miseo, her attention is drawn to a rather large and formidable looking creature. Only to be known as a moniter lizard, the species who's bite if far worse than their bark. The alpha stands infront of Blast and Nebula, head held high in the manner that commands authority.
"Wrath? What of it, lizard?" No, Dust would be asking the questions around here. Watching the saliva drip down the lizard's maw, her ears flick back. The canine has yet to encounter such a beast before, yet there is a knowing that he could be terribly fatal.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 28, 2010 23:45:14 GMT -5
blast snickered at the thought. He hated all felines, especially those like Nebula. As the lizard approached in, Blast jumped. He had heard of their kind, and knew the toxins that laid in their saliva. Ears pulled back, the brute completely forgot about the feline, his gaze piercing that of Envy's.
Wrath hissed once more, not expecting Envy to arrive so suddenly. Flicking his tongue into Dust's ear, he whispered "The dragon is the usssfull one thisss one ssspoke of."
Envy did not appreciate Dust's tone, and hissed menacingly. His hiss was ten times as loud as Wrath's, and his was more deep. "Do not speak to me in such a tone wolf. I wish to know, because the serpent and I are both deadly sins, and are allies. But never mind that. Evil pulsates through your body, amking me wonder. Who are you?"
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