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Date Posted: 21:13:05 06/13/04 Sun
Author: Murave, Ayrist, and Baru
Subject: Fury...
In reply to: Elis and Ewyna 's message, "Turning the Tide..." on 21:52:09 06/10/04 Thu

(El-san, I'm PPing a tad because you asked me to do this.. so anything you want changed, is obviously at your discretion)

Blood drips down the front of a night-black pelt, a constant snarl echoing painfully from the gaping throat of Murave. Eyes still glow a tainted acidic green, fixating singularly upon one of the few beasts within his range of sight. A red, young, and in his dyone'd way. She would satiate his fury, and would pay for her packmates insolence. The frante just couldn't die like he was supposed to now he did he, and now his little russet friend would pay the price for him.

Shoulders rising, paws leap forward to pummel the soil as the black surges into his fastest pace. He wouldn't even need energy for this kill, no... he'd kill her without help from Bameduth's precious little trees, and his blade would taste the blood it hungered for. As he gained ground he could smell her shock, and taste her sweat upon his tongue.

A meter off he propelled himself from the ground, all appendages whipping forward to finish the young beast with just one fatal blow. Black jaws opened, and only his neck remained curled, unwilling to risk his partially exposed jugular by unfurling it, even to this..

The black suddenly felt claws raking against his side and he was slammed sideways by a massive ebon tail. His tailblade was the only thing that struck it's target, damaging the femme's right hind-quarter before he hit the ground in a heap, his new opponent on top of him.

Violet eyes blazed into his behind bared teeth, her broad black tail pinning his hind-legs down. CHA BETWEEN PACKS YOU FRA..

The male hissed and struck upwards with his tail, blade hooking within the flesh of her inner leg. Ayrist kicked outwards to release herself, scoring a wound on the male's side, but the loss of equalized weight upon his body gave him a chance to shove himself out from beneath her. Ayrist rolled with the shove, on her feet and staring down the male's maw just as he roared and released the horrible green energy again. Instinctively, Ayrist made a similar noise, and a blinding blast of silver shot forth, colliding with the green mere millimeters before her nose.

Murave's eyes closed for a moment, and reopened to glow brighter in victory. He had tasted uncertainty within her mind. Offensive energy was new for the fool! How dare she even attempt to match his prowess. Forward poured more energy... trees falling down behind him as the glow of the green grew in intensity and began to envelope the dying sheen of silver.

An unrecognizable voice poured fluidly into Ayrist's mind, Leap straight up mri'kar.

Ayrist obeyed, the green light that surged beneath her singeing the tip of her tail as she arched her body upwards. Jerking her frame forward she was able to land directly behind the male, and turned to face him again should try anything... But the male was quite busy, face on with one of the scruffiest looking white's the femme had ever seen.

Scorched, burned, scraped, and yet still standing, the strange white female had sent a blast of white glow in return against the green arrow that came constantly from the psychotic black's maw. The colors combined in the center of the collision, and yet Ayrist saw that once again, the onslaught of viridian violence was pushing over the pure waves of light. Instinctively, the black leapt once again, this graceful manuever landing her directly beside the femme...

Black jaws widened and once again came the silver force, Ayrist's violet eyes fading into an odd sheen of glowing grey as she added a furious roar to the mix... and the femmes were able to hold the black male's power at bay.

Baru's shoulders sagged slightly, as she began to wonder for how long the stalemate would last.

And the sound of death rang in both Korat's skulls as tree after tree fell to the forest floor.

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Replies:

**death** -- Atumi, 21:46:50 06/13/04 Sun
- Stagger... -- Ayrist and Baru, 23:56:34 06/13/04 Sun
  - Stop short... -- Noni, 19:23:58 06/14/04 Mon
    - Confusion... -- Baru, Ayrist, and Zrego, 23:51:46 06/17/04 Thu
      - EYAAAAH! -- Jhael, Noni, 11:07:50 06/18/04 Fri
        ~.~.~ -- Zrego, 23:16:15 07/17/04 Sat