Already done this with Morolla.... so.... not going to make them suffer again. Korat time! -- The Middle of Nowhere

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Date Posted: 21:00:04 01/13/03 Mon
Author: Korats
Subject: Already done this with Morolla.... so.... not going to make them suffer again. Korat time!

Dark eyes gazed easily across the shadows of dusk; burgund' visage nodded once, emancipating the breath of air that had been caged inside a silent muzzle. A river traversed the valley below her and the female watched it's banks intently, she'd no sustenance for weeks now, but any fool beast that was laggard when departing from it's midnight drink... would soon become her meal. A voracious smile curved across the waiting muzzle, and legs tensed beneath the heavy form as a Preda Ben herd stopped at the river's edge. Eyes shimmered and the smile became a wry grin as the beasts that were ubiquitous to Lavana hastily took their refreshing drinks, and most left the rivers bank. But beneath the moon which now shone from full zenith, one beast with broken leg immersed its head fully into the water. A cruel flick of the tail and the red Korat's crouch has moved forward to a steady crawl, grasses barely moving around the large form as bulk is carefully shifted as so not to move the blades of grass that hid her darkened form. Down the hill she came, other 'Bens she'd already passed catching her scent and disseminating... but not the injured. Smooth whisper came out from curled lips as a luring mental purr, "No one will ever lament your death, no one will ever regale friends with your story... your trauma shall be brief and my hunger shall end... Goodbye 'Ben." Hind legs sprung and the 'Ben did not even lift it's head to see the blur of Red that aimed to hit it full force... nor would it ever.

It would be able to walk away.

A flying mass of black fur came catapulting from the left, sending the older female sprawling flat on her back; but only for a second. A swift kick to the gut was barely parried by a golden blade, and the black Korat flipped agily back to his feet. The red femme was already standing, eyes burning holes through her attacker, dark as night though they were.

The male's voice was cynical, "Botsa ze Cha Jysulehn, I see you've lost nothing of your former touch."

The female's words were enunciated clearly in a gravely alto tone, "'Botsa ze Cha' up your esh Kasheel. I'd no more accept those words from you now then I would were you an Original who'd survived btsa and the Dark Wars."

The ebon furred gave a silent grin to the femme, and raced around to her other side... though swiftly assessed that she'd turned as easily as he'd run. "Come now my russet beauty... you don't mean that..."

"You indolent little diamen-eating frante of a vagabond. You already lost me my supper, don't make me lose my appetite by getting your disgusting blood in my mouth."

The Black twitched an ear, words flowing, "Temper temper... my precious bladeless brainless brute."

Jysulehn's lips curled back into an oncoming snarl... and yet... she paused, and she grinned. An amourous look filled midnight eyes, and she forced herself close to the ever-disgusting male. "You... what you said before... You honestly think I'm beautiful?"

Kasheel paused, his fur raising oddly as the femme drew closer, closer... He jerked back. "Ah... sure."

Jysulehn's doe-eyes were forced larger, "Oh... I feel such an ingrate. Let me thankyou for this."

The black blinked, confused, sniffing her; she didn't smell angry, in fact, odiferous scents of something sweet were coming from the red hide. Was this Korat capable of love? And... why him? He blinked, once, twice, and allowed himself to slowly meander back towards the muscular form... Her neck drew close to his, her eyes wide, he grinned back, thought of the nights pleasures to come...

And then he was choking, choking desperately on some fluid that filled his throat. Panicked eyes flicked to the femme, who's blue orbs now only were filled with vengance, jaws dripping with.. his own blood. He'd taunted her for years... the strife between them was thick enough to be cut with blade! But never, never had she been able to match his speed in attack! Now... Now...

He allowed his body to slump to the ground as dizzyness closed in, he was going to die... his mind reeled... he was going to die!

Red femme eyed him once, and muttered in her true dark tone once more. "Pathetic fool, can't even remember to use your own specialty..." She smacked him across the face with her tail, and his head jerked across the ground, eyes staring after the form which now retreated to the realms of the dark.

And though the black would never speak words again... he was somehow calmed by this, and began to heal.

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