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Big Cat Realm
^^This is where the Big Cats stay, no other creatures are allowed. There are caverns for the cougars, plains for the savana cats, and trees for the cats that prefer to climb. There are also many streams and rivers that flow through as well as a few forests.^^
Note: Big cats mean big cats only, no house cats. Also Bobcats, Lynxs, Ocelots, Fisher cats and all those other smaller wild cats fall under the big cat catagory. :)
If you would like to post a picture *Not too big though* Simply put:
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Subject: ...Outing...


Author:
Psalm
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Date Posted: 13:08:20 11/16/03 Sun
From the dead grass under a skeletal tree a tawny head appeared, black ears swiveling for the sounds of any danger to either herself or her little ones. For now there seemed to be no unknown lurkers about so the cougaress stood and walked out beyond the grass, still in the shade of the branching tree, and flicked her tail in a motion to the hidden creatures still in the brush. Suddenly two small cubs poked their small spotted head out from the grass, peering after their mother who had lain down in the open to keep watch over her brood. Both curious puma kittens leapt out from the coverings and began to tussle and sniff about in the light snow that had barely covered the ground. Both kits were fully spotted, as all cougar cubs were, with an underlying brown and tan to their coats. They were almost identical except that the male cub was a bit larger than the female, however, with their unstopping movements the differential could not be seen. Psalm watched her cubs and also kept lookout for anyone who thought of approaching, ready to spring and rip out their throats if they got too close.

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Subject: .-.panthera tigris altaica.-.


Author:
Garudo
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Date Posted: 20:22:59 11/17/03 Mon
I consider the tiger is a being, a created being. If you kill all
tigers still the tiger-soul continues... But the point is I don't
want the tiger superseded. Oh, may each she-tigress have 77
whelps. And may they all grow in strength and shine in stripes
like day and night, and may each one eat at least 70 miserable
featherless human birds, and lick red chops of gusto after it.


Seven hundred pounds of pure Siberian flesh, bone, and muscle prowled the timber line, twelve feet long he was the largest of the large, a massive hunter of the night. Immortal within eternity the mortal creature placed a roving paw upon the cat infected soil, the scent of two other males entering his nostrils, so this area was already claimed. No matter, the orion knew there were many territories to this vast land, he could see the limitless plains through nocturnal eyes of light. Kicking his pace to an easy lope the bull padded forth, the earth about each paw shaking with every powerful step. Conscious of every movement around him the elusive beast made his full entry into Serenity's feline quadrant, yet another contender to deal with.

When Orpheus strikes the trembling lyre,
The streams stand still, the stones admire;
The list'ning savages advance,
The wolf and lamb around him trip,
The bears in awkward measures leap,
And tigers mingle in the dance...



He who rides a tiger is afraid to dismount.

Subject: -.Do not eat.-


Author:
Bella'donna
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Date Posted: 23:25:30 11/01/03 Sat
The nightshade had been absent. But this...this was a different type of absence. It was only moments at a time the magnificent beast would come into view, usually dragging along some fresh corpse or gingerly carrying live prey within the tenderness of her jaws. Oxymoron anyone?

Her pudgy form had flattened out, and once again she was slim. Slim yet ever so large. The female who had been lazy about life seemed to never stop moving now. No longer would you find her sprawled in the branches of a tree, or lying dead asleep in it's shade. She was passing through, crossing creaks, slipping over rotting trunks. Always moving. Like some sort of orange, striped liquid.

She held a mask of suspicion. Amber eyes darted around her warily, making sure she had no followers. It would be by her choice that her burdens would be exposed.
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Subject: <font color=darkred>-.And I'm not gonna fade as soon as you close your eyes, and you know it.-


Author:
<font color=darkred>Bella'donna</font>
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Date Posted: 18:19:51 10/10/03 Fri
Now isn't this precious.
It's at the times when you least expect it, in the places where you least find it, and at the moment you least want it is usually when the nightshades lurk. The steady catwalk she swayed changed not, nor the icy stare, neither the flick of a wirey tail at each rising shoulderblade. And in all her lethal, seducing glory, she was larger than ever. Her slim form had grown to a swollen belly. Damn those one-night stands. With the audible snap of a twig she halted, her giant form looming close by.
Too close by. Now be nice and welcome the bytch.
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Subject: -..the eye of the storm is surrounded by turmoil..-


Author:
eye of the storm (formerly known as 'storm')
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Date Posted: 21:43:15 09/25/03 Thu
-..brute laid his heavy muzzle 'tween outstretched paws, his one good eye gazing wearily at his surroundings. the other was covered by a film of angry-gray, the ominous colour of the impending storm. tail twitched with irritation at the silent darkness which covered these lands. no familiar scents could be picked up, either washed away by time or covered up. a wistful sigh, and the brute sat up 'pon great haunches, keeping a steady lookout... for what, he didn't know just yet..-

(ooc -- |waves wildly| tracy, mirage, c'mere! we've got a realm to save!)
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Subject: .I. .a.m .t.he .h.unter .n.ot .t.he .h.unted


Author:
E.m.E
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Date Posted: 12:51:27 08/17/03 Sun
ooc-hello every one i am lani i already joined the wolf realm, So now i am joinning the cats realm, watch out my E.m.E is not to social but dont let that stop ya from posting to him!!!

.t.he large male lion entered slowly yet swifly threw the remote parts of the cats land from inwich he came from he drew further into the darkly land filled with few lions maybe none for all he knew or cared. His histery is what turned him into what he was. Created with in a dog yet born a cat. The scientst have ben metaling with embro's and other creatures. Cloning had ben succeeded they used his blood lines and embreo's of him years ago. This 100 year old lion was cloned. They froze him when he was still a egg within his mothers stomach. They put it with in a dog and she birthed a lion cub. They did this with many other animals they where even trying to suceed with a 'tazmanian tiger' a instinked cat like dog like creature. Its jowls opened wider then a crockadiles could. The lion's triangular litseners signled side to side back and forth litsening for any threat or prey. Unlike other large cats his visage was colorless the scientst didnt excpect some genetics from a dog to rubb off on him but it happened. His colorless world seemed more boring by the second. Even though he had moved into a new surrounding his care for anything or anyone had stayed exactly the same. The world was about him not anything or anyone else. They where all brainless twits anyho.w.
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Subject: <font color=darkred>Lest darkness falls</font>


Author:
Tourniquet
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Date Posted: 14:24:33 08/12/03 Tue


The large Bengal slinked silently into the lands of Serenity, amber orbs flitting from here to there, watching for any sign of movement in the tall grasses. A overhang of rock that shadowed the small cave's opening was spotted, and the brute went forth to investigate. Whiskers twitching, he crept through the opening and into the cave. it seemed to have been used as a den before, perhaps by wolves, though it had a pretty high ceiling. It will do, though, as a home for the tiger, and immediately, Tourniquet settled into the job of fixing up the place, which was a prowling the edges of the cave, checking for any tunnels out or in. Finding none, he curled up and closed his ever watching orbs and went to sleep.





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Subject: ...and we find ourselves back here...


Author:
Psalm
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Date Posted: 16:28:20 08/03/03 Sun
...Amber eyes gazed out upon the summer land from within the skull of a sandy coated cougar. Once again she found herself mulling over the fact that this place was deader than a midnight graveyard. She licked her paw once and shifted her position upon the thick branch of her favorite tree then became still again. Her mind wondered over who was still left in the area and who had been spat out by the deadly times of bordome...

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Subject: |‡


Author:
Apollyon
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Date Posted: 10:57:37 08/06/03 Wed
The rarest of big cats slunk through the umbra into the realm of Serenity. His shadow cast long in the afternoon sun, fading then reapearing inbetween the timber shadows. The maltese tiger snorted as he halted, yellow eyes wondering over the land. Even in the darkness cast by the trees one would be able to see his abnormal coloring very clearly. He looked like something out of a fantacy or even a children's coloring book for his coat held an overlying shade of blue instead of the normal orange. The cat was a mystical creature, only rare glimpses of him were seen in the wild, so rare that some scientists still weren't convinced of his exsistance. But there he was, a blue tiger, a maltese. Moving again the hunter came into the sunlight, eyes blinking back the bright rays and searching for other felines, wondering if any exsisted in this land. With a large yawn let out like a growl the blue cat sniffed the air for scents of other cats.



OOC: No joke, they exsist. Or at least one does so I've read. :P

Subject: .Look Up.


Author:
Orion
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Date Posted: 06:46:39 08/05/03 Tue
Stalking silently into the new territory, he watches the other cats quietly, then moves on. Laying down under a shade tree with a thump as the cougar's body falls to the ground, sharp eyes gaze outward. Leaning on the tree slightly, he lays his head on his paws and watches the life go on around him.

Subject: Nothing left


Author:
Nothing
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Date Posted: 16:49:46 05/30/03 Fri
Do you see my eyes? I can not see.
Do you see my hands? I can not feel.
Do you hear my voice? I can not speak.
Do you see my life? I can not live.
Do you see my heart? I can not love.
I once did love, but my heart did brake
and my sole is left with nothing.
I can not see.
I can not feel.
I can not speak.
I can not live.
I can not love.
I am nothing.
Subject: .::Equally Dangerous Reaction::.


Author:
T'ss
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Date Posted: 20:13:47 03/19/03 Wed
OOC: Continue the convo up here. Last thread was gettin' long. Caylen: Scratch what I said in Psalm's post, if he's a demon for a few minuets that's fine. I trust yah, just don't trample the normals. LOL

.::For Every Action There Is An Even Deadlier Reaction::.

Hell strung and darkness birthed the massive Siberian tiger set huge orange treads to graze over the wet grasses as his black striped body locomoted across the terra. A fire dancer on stage in shadow his gift was that of night stalking, a orange and black assassin, allegianced to evil. Veiling his burley yet sleek frame within timber and under the liquid cloak of dark he twitched his whiskers, reading air currents, finding the location of this evil leader in the running. Padding forth male kit seated himself near the edge of the ringed cats, waiting for his own turn to speak, to learn, and to maybe offer his aid in the graveyard battle. Black tipped and backed ears moved forward, catching the conversation as the tiger striped one sat.

.::You Want To Go Down In A Blaze Of Glory I'll Be All To Happy To Light The Fire::.
¦T'ss¦

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Subject: UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM


Author:
Night Assasin
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Date Posted: 13:18:39 03/21/03 Fri
why is voy typing in blue and why cant I see the msg board GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
*bashes voy with stick*
Subject: It's a Harsh and Cruel World


Author:
Fatal Crypt
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Date Posted: 19:57:07 03/16/03 Sun
A devilish looking black panther padded to the land of Serenity, his massive paws leaving large paw prints where he had stepped. Blood-red optics scanned over Serenity in search of any 'evil' big cats here. The he-beast sat at the edge of a dark forest, plume flickering about. A loud roar was sounded, a call to all 'evils' in the land. What was an 'evil' pride without a leader? To rephrase that, a real leader. Pricks laid back in slight annoyance as he waited for the 'evils'.

ooc- Alright, I'm starting my plot now. Btw... FC looks like a normal big cat, except just a little bit bigger and red eyes.

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Subject: .:.Pristine And Alert.:.


Author:
Mem'now
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Date Posted: 19:08:10 03/17/03 Mon
OOC: Alright let's give this realm another go. :)

Obsidian panther treaded upon the realm floor. Massive onyx paws grazing the wet grass as his opals searched for one of a lighter heart, to many evils seemed to inhabit this land and he didn't like that fact one bit. Leaping up onto a fallen log the black cat began to prune himself, fixing his coat up from all the damp mist that had trimmed his coat, birthed from the wet atmosphere. How he disliked getting wet when unplanned. Thick ebon tail ticking off to the side of the large trunk his always alert eyes kept alive for movement within the shadows.

Subject: <|Ice|>


Author:
Frozen Winter
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Date Posted: 11:23:47 03/14/03 Fri



The brute snow leopard lay down by an icey river, emerald optics following along the river. Thorns perked up after hearing a sound behind him, but worry did not take over him. Massive paws dangled off the rock he lay on lazily. He yawned, revealing razor ivories, stained slightly yellow. Thin plume twitched back and forth.

<|Frozen Winter|>


© 2003 Caylen's Tables And Stuff




Subject: .No.Such.Thing.As.No.Hope.


Author:
|-|ope
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Date Posted: 16:41:52 03/13/03 Thu
.Never.Give.In.

A femmora cougar padded to the lands. Leaping up onto a flat rock, she growled, crystaline pools scanning over the lands. She was here to join sides with the good. Wanting to become one, she let out a loud roar for any of the goods. Tail fickered as the femmora waited in slince...

|-|ope

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Subject: <font color=3366FF>Never</font><font color=3366FF>Give</font><font color=3399FF>In</font>


Author:
<font color=3366FF>|-|</font><font color=3399FF>ope</font>
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Date Posted: 16:37:54 03/13/03 Thu
.There's.No.Such.Thing.

A femmora cougar padded to the lands. Leaping up onto a flat rock, she growled, crystaline pools scanning over the lands. She was here to join sides with the good. Wanting to become one, she let out a loud roar for any of the goods. Tail fickered as the femmora waited in slince...

.As.No.Hope.

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Subject: [X]The.Horror.Boredom.Creates.[X]


Author:
Reaper of Souls
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Date Posted: 15:58:55 02/17/03 Mon

[X] boredom was a familiar but unwelcomed thing to the large brute. this place... this serenity... needed some excitement. raising a large and deadly paw that had been the death of many a prey animal, brute allowed 'imself to vent frustration 'pon a rotting trunk. claws were released with a snip! and 'e bellowed mightily, challenging anyone. brute rammed massive bulk and the trunk no longer stood there. an agitated, annoyed, and bored male siberian tiger was nothing to mess with. optics focused downwards and the brute began a daily but boring task of cleansing 'imself.[X]
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Subject: ::Dear God, Someone Save Me::


Author:
Psalm
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Date Posted: 14:25:13 02/05/03 Wed
Arrogance, lordship, and pure self-importance made up the bulk of the puma female. Snarling in annoyance the abomination lay in her tree, jaded orbs gazing hotly onto the land as if she wished to set the ground on fire and blow this wasteland to heck. She was so insanely bored it was discusting. Somebody do somthing, anything, a fight, a killing, she would even have some ignoramus and spineless whelp aproach her and put up with it. Lord almighty humor me and strike someone down with lightning, I will be forever greatful.

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Subject: tIger


Author:
.
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Date Posted: 19:25:48 02/02/03 Sun
The male tiger padded across a forest as he sniffed the air trying to smell for food.He was getting drouzy since he hadnt eaten in days"need.....food...."he groaned then continued to walk.He was about in the middle of a forest when he heard something"dinner....."he said while licking his lips.He knew the animal was a dear or somthing or maybe another cat like creature"I wonder....."he said to himself after getting ready to attack.
Subject: ---...bad mood


Author:
Bella'donna
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Date Posted: 10:26:36 02/02/03 Sun
-.Yep. A nightshade was here. The snapping of sticks, the steady whip of a flailing tail...all of it was there. Ocher twins glared through the icy foliage. Enormous paws lifted and fell, leaving an unhinging track behind her swaying body. Hunger announced its annoyance from deep inside her gut. Feed me. Now.-
Subject: Entrance Dignified


Author:
Icey
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Date Posted: 18:58:24 01/30/03 Thu

//Dub Me\\ Icey
\\See Me// image included (small hehe)
//Love me as\\ femme
\\Know me as// weird, funny, clumsy, nervous, youthfull
//Wittnessed\\ ???cub???
\\Call me a// White Panther

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Subject: ...Cold As Ice...White As Snow...


Author:
Snowy.Ice
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Date Posted: 13:14:52 01/11/03 Sat
...femmora snow leopard leaped 'pon a giant boulder, plumage swayed. Wet tongue reached down and licked a blood covered shoulder, feline stared back forwards. Pools shifted, more alert since the last evils attack...
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Subject: hungry


Author:
Tiger
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Date Posted: 08:04:46 01/21/03 Tue
The male tiger padded across a forest as he sniffed the air trying to smell for food.He was getting drouzy since he hadnt eaten in days"need.....food...."he groaned then continued to walk.He was about in the middle of a forest when he heard something"dinner....."he said while licking his lips.He knew the animal was a dear or somthing or maybe another cat like creature"I wonder....."he said to himself after getting ready to attack.
Subject: :|:Dinner Time:|:


Author:
Psalm
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Date Posted: 20:18:14 01/16/03 Thu
Laying in her tree; eyes hlaf way open as she sunbathed, neck holding her head high up, the female moutain lion decided it was time to hunt. Leaping out of the tree with all the grace of a female cougar the famished feline touched base indenting four paw prints into the snow, tail held up for balance. Streaching her left back leg and right front let in union her neck streached out in a furousious yawn, offwhite teeth glittering in the clear sunlight. Arching her back she flexed her claws, in no big hurry to start. Once limber she treked off into the open tundra to begin. She opened her mouth and panted, tonge and whiskers testing the wind for the scent of prey. Moving on the snow became deep, up to her knees. In her wake four long lines were left from where her legs pushed aganst the snow seporating it for her body to move past. After many miles she came upon a herd of bison. They went into their normal defencive stance, the herd stood in a ring that encircled the young inside. Growling lightly she circled them, their wary eyes always upon her. Picking out the one she would attack the female puma turned and walked off into the forest line, lept up into a tree, and began to wait. After a few hours the herd was confterable again, they still knew she was watching. It was time, jumping down she loped out to the herd and then bolted before they could circle up again. Cutting on from the herd she ran after it than slowed down, he wasn't going anywhere. It was a smaller, sicker one yet was still enough to feed at least three hungry felines. Usung her tail as a director and anchor she twisted and turned, leaping backand forth as the bison charged, wearing it down. Soon it just stood and would pound it's massive hooves whenever she got to close, in those moments the she-cougar would skirt away than circle him again, waiting. At time she would attack and bite into it's flanks or dig her claws into it's neck and body. Soon it would just lay down and die, giving up. Sitting she panted, white puffs of smoke coming from her open mouth, and waited for the bison to give in. After many more hours of waiting it finaly gave up and laid down, allowing the sand colored female to dig in and kill it. Soon all that was left was the female moutain lion and a massive feast. Her fangs dug in tasting the well earned meat and blood, gulping it down, the crimson fluid clashing with the white snow and ice.

Subject: [X]IxWillxSlayxTheexGladlyx[X]


Author:
Reaper of Souls
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Date Posted: 20:53:14 01/10/03 Fri

[X]hellish brute gave a roll of dark optics. this was boring. there wasn't even any pesky resistance. oh, unless you called two goods a 'resistance.' beast snorted. had bella'donna scared away all the fun with her antics? or was there just a shortage of goods these days? huge paw raised in frustration and claws unsheathed. he brought down his wrath pon a young sapling. a squirrel chattered angrily and he glared with such hatred that one would think his gaze alone could kill it. giving one last roar of rage, beast allowed himself to lie down and think thoughts of dark oblivion. without any goods, his mind and strength could not be excercised.[X]
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Subject: :|:Welcome To Dullvile Pop. Me:|:


Author:
Psalm
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Date Posted: 14:54:08 01/16/03 Thu
Sand colored female lay upon a thick branch atop a large, leafless tree. Her posture was still as her scences were atune to everything. One back leg hung from the branch lazily as her other was folded under for form. Her two front legs were crossed under her chin as her ice blue eyes watched the land before her. How did she end up here, there was nothing to do. Crystalized snow collected on her back and head, the flicker of an ear dislodged some from her lobe. Sighing, white smoke rising from her mouth and nose, she wondered what fun exciting things would happen today.

Subject: .:.:Death has No Judge:.:.


Author:
Reaper of Souls + Crescent Moon
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Date Posted: 11:53:30 12/15/02 Sun

[ + beast licked large paw, taking away the blood stains of his last kill. how unfortunate the other meal got away. a growl erupted from muscled chest and claws unsheathed with a slight snick!. thorns plastered to cranium in annoyance. the large beast sat up, muscles rippling under blackened fur. snarls erupted from chest and spilled across the fiery depths of the underworld.+ ]
it had better be good, crescent moon. you know i don't like to bothered.

[ + he only has the will to kill + ] Reaper of Souls


::shadowed brute sat down in respect. he was younger, smaller, and less-muscled than the reaper, and that in itself was reason enough to fear him::
of course, m'lord. there are three new potential ones in the valley.

::he who walks beneath the moon unseen::


[ + beast sheathed claws, plume flicking in annoyance. he turned suddenly and the younger brute found himself staring eye to eye with the massive siberian tiger+ ]
can you not tell me anything id o not know yet?
[ + he hissed. the stench of blood filled the air as crescent moon realized those blood-stained ivories had ripped a gap from eye to muzzle + ]
go and find some real information!


::smaller brute shook in fear, and slunk away as he was dismissed, receiving a quick swipe of those large claws before leaving the fumes of the darkness::
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Subject: ...Yawns...


Author:
Snowy Ice
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Date Posted: 09:16:04 12/21/02 Sat
...femmora yawns, sitting in the bushes. wounds cover her body, from the last fight. plumage flicked with annyance, looking for a small prey...
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Subject: Tribute to the Dead, + the ones that sent them there


Author:
Tribute
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Date Posted: 15:40:06 12/14/02 Sat

Snarls, the good and evil are here...but who is the embodyment of each...
she glars and with the grace of a proud prowless steps out of the shadows envoloping her, knowing that she can easily dissapear into them to sneak and roam.
scenting the wind she smiled

*i am one of the few Cave Lions here...*
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Subject: +:Hand of Death:+


Author:
Handra
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Date Posted: 14:29:24 12/14/02 Sat

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x. Ingression within tainted pathos is made,
sodden quagmire giving way beneath lithe frame of
raven-stained fatale, talons caked with loam, pincers
making solid engravements hungrily. Shrouded in mist
of the night, pitch-black welkin envelloping the
embarking figure, making flesh indistinguishable from
the shadows. Melding with the darkness, shebeast
continues her trek, as she had just taken leave from
abandoned territory. Cowards... Depthless oids scan
immediate surroundings, flared nares detecting scents
of others drifting on stifling zephyrs, but no sounds
disturbed muffled silence. Twin peaks now held at
half-mast, embers narrow slight, wary, cautious,
scrutinizing. Sculpted pate swivels around to view a
passing quail though no time would be wasted on it.
Talons grasp the loam, halt performed, bristled plume
held at claim against sinewy haunch as further
developments awaited. .x

Subject: Glance an eye of pity and take charge


Author:
Tribute
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Date Posted: 13:52:47 12/14/02 Sat
the femme looks to the others, her innstincts kicking in, as she thought to herself
a snarl emmits as she races what seems like the clock to the nearest tree. skill that was what was needed here...skill and the will to survive


Subject: -.Carnivora.-


Author:
Bella'donna
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Date Posted: 14:32:06 12/13/02 Fri

-.Hunger growled its annoyance deep inside her gut as the nightshade stalked the shadows. With a banshee scream, the little white rabbit glanced at his last clock.
Snap. Rip. Gulp. Gone. Onto the next victim.
Firey ambers rolled across the beautiful winter cold. How she loved the ice. An enormous paw whirled through the air, slamming cruelly on a passing rodant...shoulda stayed in your December den.
Too bad.
Barely bothering to chew, tigeress sank to her stomach in agony. Feed me.-
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