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Date Posted: 23:30:01 06/10/04 Thu
Author: Bameduth, Murave, Baru
Subject: Vengence..
In reply to: Elis and Ewyna 's message, "Turning the Tide..." on 21:52:09 06/10/04 Thu

Atumi's words are almost respoken in the ancient black's mind as his Pack Leader's cry for peace echoes throughout the forest. Energized blood boils further in fury, for Eciwis had led him to the murder of hundreds of trees... and for nothing. How he hated waste, and here Bameduth's eyes began to glow.

Those trees could have died later on to kill beasts that mattered. Wureshi's kin. Wureshi's...

Murave. The striped. Kill him, and kill him fast.

The black chuckled lightly to himself upon recieving confirmation, and lurched forward from his branch... the tree falling to the ground dead from beneath his paws. He would enjoy disregarding the words of whatever Korat had threatened him...

He paused a moment in the treetops, and felt the angry energy of striped drawing nearer... then pause. As if it were looking for some... The Korat dodged to the right as a blast of red energy came surging upwards. He laughed at his slight misjudgement of the youth, and a second later, powered himself towards the red-striped.... gaping jaws releasing a powerful spray of acidic soul-power, meeting with a flash of red... but consuming it entirely. Murave's eyes glowed a fierce green as wave after wave of power from the trees surged painfully over the striped's body... burning and binding.

The black suddenly found himself choking as a tail, encased in freeing red, slipped with frightening speed past his gloating face, the blade sliding neatly across his throat. It missed the jugular, but just barely, and Murave retreated back into the forest to heal and stop the blood loss... acknowledging the fact that the burned and battered striped would die soon enough.

As for the scarred white, her mind reels at the sudden call from her beloved Pack Leader, and upon hearing Bameduth's order to Murave... begins to power her paws in that direction, refusing to let the frante disobey Eciwis any further than he already has with his method of killing the innocent in order to destroy the guilty.

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Replies:

Shouldn't be here -- Lyuru, 23:53:24 06/10/04 Thu
- Battles... -- Ayrist, 01:22:47 06/11/04 Fri
  - ~!@#$%^&*()_+ -- Deyt, 16:23:09 06/11/04 Fri