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Date Posted: 14:00:38 07/11/03 Fri
Author: Elena
Author Host/IP: 152.163.252.39
Subject: ~Hell Requires Death~
In reply to: Mischeif 's message, "[.>Where are you going?<.]" on 13:17:06 07/11/03 Fri

Elena fell to the ground unprepared for the attack what the hell what going on? Elena thought. She was trying to give her evil side up she was saying her good bye's and then she gets ambushed. She didn't understand and now Elena was angered. Elena howls in pain as his teeth sink into her flesh and bone. Elena shook her head and smirked it was not like her to be caught off guard. Elena quickly rises to her feet and leaps back away from the two good wolves. She growled at the two of them � why have you done this what have I done to you for a while I was trying to be kind and let my evil side go now I am angered�

Suddenly her frame rippled, hackles rising and lips lifting in a snarl. Her frame lowered, jugular protected and legs moving so that her stomach was blocked by legs at least some of the time. The tension built, until it could be cut with a knife. Suddenly, she leapt, circling him, orbs locked on him like a hawk.

Her set of auds were pricked forward aggressively, circling him with quick, calculated steps. It was like a dance-performed often, played out like a game. In truth, it was a game, a bloody one, but a game nonetheless. Suddenly, Elena leaped forward, 40 kilograms of bristling muscle, jaws slashing towards him, paws quickly carrying her towards her opponent. Elena barrels into him, using both of their weight to her advantage. Bloody slashes appear on her shoulder, but they are ignored, her own jaws slashing at Him Elena leaps back, blood dripping from her chest. She lunged, quick, calculated, low. ...But the moment before they hit, her jaws shot up towards his neck, trying to latch on. Elena leaps back, jaws grabbing His muzzle and forcing it to the ground.

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Replies:

[.>I've been there<.] -- Mischeif, 16:41:51 07/11/03 Fri
- .why?. -- Giga, 18:01:29 07/11/03 Fri
  - ~Utter Confusion~ -- Elena, 07:29:01 07/12/03 Sat
    - .glare. -- Giga, 10:16:26 07/12/03 Sat
      - ~Stare~ -- Elena, 13:51:31 07/12/03 Sat
        [.>So little Time<.] -- Mischeif, 14:00:39 07/12/03 Sat
        ~Death in so many ways~ -- Elena, 14:27:59 07/12/03 Sat