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Chijiresusu, Demon, Diablo and Nikira
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Date Posted: 16:59:58 11/09/02 Sat
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Nikiras' orbs were wide in fear and surprise as she retreated, her jaws had not seeking to clamp at all, it had all been a reflex. How could she do such a thing to this wolf? He had done nothing to her....She shook her head, answering her own question. It was merely defence, he had attacked her first... SHe was fighting inwardly, hesitating. She hadn't meant to injure him so badly, and it was obvious she didn't want to fight anymore. Trembling, she began to try and back away, to end this fight-now. She didn't like this at all...
Still no sound escaped him, though his orbs closed tightly in the intense pain he felt for a moment, opening again as she leapt aside. Blood dripping, he leapt with her, jaws aiming to tear just behind her shoulder, for the muscle. Should it be torn, it would leave her semi-lame until it healed once more. His own neck was carefully guarded, paws ever-ready to leap away should she try to return his attack upon him.
Demon was almost calm in his actions, he kept attacking ferociously. Suddenly, the iron taste of crimson fluid touched his lips, caressed his tongue, slid down his throat...Immediately, all right and wrong was diminished, all common sense was lost. He saw nothing but fresh, tender meat, he smelled nothing but the fear this other had of him. His perception was radically changed, it seemed his minds' eye could see only the other vargs' heart pounding, could only see the weak spots his jaws now sought to dig into...His sanity was momentarily lost, he was only able to see the wolf, and the crimson that pumped through his body and out of his wounds. Ignoring the slashes that appeared upon his body by the other, He leapt forward, jaws slashing faster and faster, tearing now at his face and neck, wherever his jaws could rake. There was no stopping now, he was in a frenzy, a bristling, lethally insane shadow of death. He kept pushing forward, all others now forgotten. Memories of his past washed through him, but they only quickened his jaws, strengthened his need...
Chijiresusu paused for a moment, sensing Demons' change. The varg Demon was with was in grave danger, and she hoped he would get out alive...She couldn't help but smirk at the others' reaction. He seemed to have an...inexperience...As he grabbed onto her scruff, she felt no pain-the skin there was toughened from being picked up and having it chewed on by her siblings as pups. Her limbs braced themselves under his weight, and she grunted under the strain, before tearing herself out of his grip and launching herself at him, jaws slashing at his legs and paws once more-should she get a good grip, she could cause permanent lameness, unless his leg was treated properly.
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