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Chijiresusu, Demon, Diablo and Nikira
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Date Posted: 04:12:13 09/25/02 Wed
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Letha
's message, "Ravens Come" on 20:04:29 09/24/02 Tue
The breeze shifts slightly, causing all four heavily-built frames to lift from the ground, as if on cue. Muscles ripple and bunch, the sense of forboding fills the air. Loud snarls and growls fill the air. Still unseen behind a curtain of shadows, foour heavily-built wolven trek forward, towards the Kerl. Dark occuli glint slightly as the light of a full moon reflects upon four pairs of depthless hells. Their pace quickens, and suddenly they branch out, forming a diamond around the kerl. Suddenly, they all burst out of the shadows, muscles rippling and bunching as they make their way towards her.
Demon arrives first, dark red occuli blazing with fire. He nearly knocks over the kerl, though he stops his progress before any real damage is done. He bristles angily, though a glint of glee resides in his otherwise emotionless gaze-he knew, most likely, that there would be a bit of bloodshed, should this femme be as tough as she thought. But he also knew that four wolves against one was a number the kerl couldn't reckon with-they had been trained to rip apart many souls, leaving them for dead. He snarls, large muscles tensing, ready to attack at the slightest provocation.
Nikira simply stands, dark brown occuli watching the ravens with interest. They were very pretty, and the sound they made was comforting, as raucous as it was. Her lips lift as she looks down upon the kerl, though simply because she didn't want to look like a wimp.
Diablo appears on the kerls' right, huge size and ivorn pelt distinguishing him as a sibling of the other two. His dark occuli watch the kerl, narrowed to nearly slits. He snarls, rumbling deep in his throat, lips lifted to the max, revealing blood-stained canines. He takes a stiff step forward, watching, waiting...
Chijiresusu arrives last, haughty gaze tipped with a dark, evil look. She bristles, coming closer to the kerl than the others. It was obvious she was the strongest, though Demon was the fiercest. DIablo held the most intelligent, Whilst Nikira was a great hunter. She snaps her jaws together, demanding submission-or else. Her lips are lifted alos, writhing with every snarl. Together, the harmony of their snarls drowned out almost everything, tails all swishing with contempt-and bloodthirst. They were all Balkar, follower of the great Drekka. This femme would have to get by them in order to talk to the Drappa.
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