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Chijiresusu.|.Demon.|.Diablo.|.Nikira
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Date Posted: 07:55:51 01/30/03 Thu
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Letha
's message, "Re: [.greet.]" on 20:23:46 01/29/03 Wed
Demon's hackles rose slightly as Drekka fed, and the muscles in his frame tensed into rock-hard bulges. He strained to control the whirling red tht whispered throughts into his ear, slid its' icy grip down his spine. As the matriarch finished Demon rose in a fluid movement, muscles bunching and then springing with like a coil towards the kill. He loped forward with a calm air, not at all the usual raging demon as he was when he tasted canine blood. No, he was perfectly calm, fully aware of both his hunger and the nagging pressure as he fought in the constant battle between he and himself. He stood upon the kill for a moment, jaw seeking to clench flesh betweent them.
A silver shadow sprung forward with practised stealth that was barely trackable to the naked eye. Before any could figure out what was happening, least of all Demon, Chijiresusu had struck the male with a well-aimed blow to the shoulder. Long ago, she would have growled and snarled and made a big fuss. But she learned to omit such idiocy. it simply attracted possible llies of Demon to come to his aid, namely Diablo. When she struck wothout warning she was able to get in a few good slashes before he ripped her apart. She had used her chest, forcing him away from the kill with a thunderous snarl. Her experienced strike had hit at the exact center of gravity, throwing it askew in order to send him flying in the easiest manner. She got the reaction she wanted when Demon was sent rolling away from the kill in a blur of dusty shadows. Steel-blue orbs were narrowed, lips twisting into a smirk, as if to say, bring it on, big boy. She could have killed him on the spot-she knew the exact timing to strike at the vulerable neck as he lost his balance. But instead she just stood there, knowing for a fact that there was going to be a retaliation..a very painful one at that...
Diablo flung himself to his paws, ivorn frame automatically lowered and dark orbs locked upon his brother and sister. Chijiresusu was a fool to attack Demon, and one day it would most likely get her killed. Diablo knew Demon wouldn't attack Chijiresusu when unprovoked, but obviously Chiji had just held up a neon sign that said 'Kill me' when she attacked him. He was slightly awed at her bravery, but at the same time disgusted with her violence. The least she could have done would have been to let him eat-certainly he wasn't all that hungry, and there would be plenty left over for the others. Diablo wasn;t going to interfere-yet. Chiji and Demon just had to let out some steam.
Demon tucked himself into a ball and rolled expertly to his feet, recovering well from her crushing strike. Ignoring the pang in his shoulder he leapt like a viper. it took him three strides to get to her, and at that time he had reached full speed. He struck at Chijiresusu with the force of a freight train. he rammed into her as his jaws tore at her neck, grabbing repeatedly and ripping with a vicious growls and blazing orbs. His snarl was much deeper than hers, drowning her out in his fury.
Chijiresusu lowered herself quickly to the ground, where she twisted with a hissing snarl, causing Demon to lay open her shoulder with his fangs instead of her neck. Fortunately, she had succeeded in dodging the ram-most certainly his attack being full speed, would have knocked her into stunned silence. As she twisted her hinds kicked out at her brother and she scrambled to her feet, crimson dripping steadily. The scent of blood filled the air, the pain growing steadily in her shoulder.
The minight male found himself on top of the herla instead of his aim at Chijiresusu. The next moment, he had leapt forward, seeing Chijiresusu upon her back. Easy prey. Suddenly his face was knocked aside by Chijiresusus' shooting hinds, snapping it back and causing him to let out a strained yelp. Recovering quickly he leapt upon her, jaws tearing at the back of her neck with new ferocity. The taste of blood filled his mouth-he had bitten his tongue when Chijiresusu had kicked him.
Chijiresusu struggled underneath his grip, snarling with frustration as he used his weight against her. She could feel her nape being attacked furiously, but thanks to years of being picked up by the nape and being carried around, the skin had toughened, almost like a callous. His claws, though blunt, had scratched her in multiple places, and she bled there as well. Her neck had scrunched long ago, saving her time. Quickly, her neck twisted, locking upon Demons' already injured leg, which he had set down to steady himself. Knowing that she had exposed herself, she ground her jaws together before she rolled onto her back and leapt away, blood visible upon her raised hackles.
She shot forward a moment later, jaws slashing at his face and neck, causing the watchers to experience deja vu- she as doing what Demon had done that day SwiTcH was killed, minus the insanity. She struck and leapt away, circling him slowly.
The whirling red hissed angrily, whirling to attack Chijiresusu, who was no longer there. Semi-blinded by the battle raging within, the brute launched himself forward, falling short when pain blasted up his fore. A shot of endorphins fixed that problem, at least temporarily, and he shot forward, jaws seeking to tear her very heart from her chest. This was no minor suffle. He was going to kill
Diablo became increasingly uneasy as Demon attacked with more and more ferocity. The more he hurt, the stronger he got. He knew by some instinct that his brother was losing control, but he also knew that Chijiresusu would be extremely offended if he stepped in. Instead, he stood over the now-trembling Nikira, knowing memories washed over the lowly femmora even as the battle ensued. memories Diablo couldn't stop, so he tried to comfort her as best he could, facade showing a mask of indifference, though that was definately not the case.
It took just one mistake, one slip of muscle, one moment blinded by pain or anger, and a battle was all over. Ths was a great example of such. Chijiresusu was scared-terrified out of her mind, her body moving like clockwork, wothout instruction. her gaze settled upon the male, forcing the fear back down, forcng her mind into motion. This took so long that by the time Chijiresusu knew what was happening, Demon was upon her. A blast of pain shot down her side as she felt a rib crack under his weight. It was at this precise moment that the instinct to survive overruled all else. She was going to die if she didn't move. And move she did. Chijiresusu twisted once more, howling in pain as dust clouded about the frames and hid them from view, as her own weight threatened to send her fractured rib right through herself, self-impalation.(just think impale..I'm not quite sure how its' spelled.) her orbs flung open as his teeth dug into her, spotting the perfect place to sink her fangs as her vision began to cloud in a red haze. She shot forward, clamping upon his neck, the jugular, the whole works. She panted so hard that Demons' fur could be seen moving back and forth with each breath. Chijiresusu held the paw connected to the injured shoulder on the ground, though it throbbed along with countless other wounds. Crimson puddled, and one could see exactly what had happened, and who had done what during the battle because of the pattern of blood.
Demon gasped, nearly tearing away, but stopping himself just in time. He breathed rapidly, i short bursts, as much as his sister would allow him. The whirling red faded slowly from his eyes, which were facing the general direction of Drekka. They were dulling slightly as he began to lose conciousness, paw placed upon Chijiresusus' chest, orbs shifting to her and lips lifting. He showed no fear, only anger. But that too was slowly melting away with his conciousness, along with every care he ever had. (which didn't amount to much, lol)
Chijiresusu could feel his heart pumping crazily beneath her jaws, could feel his ragged breaths, could feel the hate in his eyes dimming as the Demon inside fell asleep. For a fleeting moment, she wanted to clamp down and tear him apart, end the constant suffering of his disturbed mind, ending the wretched soul's torture. She gasped and let go as she felt something thump solidly against her, jaws taking hold into her shoulder. She heard a crystal clear, terrified pleading voice, and her auds flicked towards it.
Nikira, bristling wildly in fear, clamped onto Chijiresusu in an attempt to stop this violence, end this. it had blown way out of proportion, turning from a simple scuffle two a life and death situation. She spoke ernestly, so only Chijiresusu and perhaps Demon was here. her orbs darted warily to his form, which was beginning to sag as he began to fade.
"Leave him, Chiji. Please, leave him. Do not kill your own blood, please!"
Her whisperings were urgent, jaws sinking deeper to get her attention. She MUST let Demon go, she MUST. She couldn;t turn into the monster that Demon was, she jut couldn't.
Snarling once, she shook off Nikiras' jaws and dropped Demon like a sack of potatoes, a stony expression upon her maw. Ashamed she had thought of such a thing as killing her brother, she padded towards the kill and ripped off a hunk before padding off to eat in silence, blood still dripping and her rib on fire.
Demon gasped for air as Chiji dropped him, a glower sent in her direction. he paused a moment, snarling at Nikira and Diablo to back away, before he limped over to the kill and ate his fill, orbs watching all about him the entire time. he melted back to his previous sitting spot, trying not to pant like an overheated dog or swallow the blood that still decorated his maw. Calmly he becan to clean his wounds, not fighting the red for once.
casting a disgusted glance at Demon and Chijiresusu, Diablo calmly ate his share before backing up to lie in the sun, calmly surveying the ravens.
Nikira sat unmoving, fear still slipping its' hold on her heart. Letha or any others were welcome to eat in the meantime, Nikira was used to eating last.
(OOC: Damn me and my novel writing. Excuse me while I go buy another keyboard, I think I wore this one out...o_O)
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