Together We Stand Tall
12-23-2015, 07:41 PM
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12-23-2015, 08:09 PM
The dame could feel the chill of the snow across her pelt. Small droplets of white came down upon the ground and the woman's body. The frigid temperatures sent chills down her spine and made her nostrils burn from the cold's sharpness; almost like being stung by a thousand bees. However, the cold would hit the gash that bore across her ear, and she would sigh. However, the smell of someone whom she had known happened to surround her nostrils and a smile came across her face.
She walked over to where the man's scent was the strongest; and she would smile when she looked at him; "It is nice to see you again, my friend," her tail swayed freely as she sat her haunches upon the white landscape. Her blood colored eyes stood out upon the snow when her eyes met his.
She walked over to where the man's scent was the strongest; and she would smile when she looked at him; "It is nice to see you again, my friend," her tail swayed freely as she sat her haunches upon the white landscape. Her blood colored eyes stood out upon the snow when her eyes met his.
12-23-2015, 08:46 PM
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12-23-2015, 09:10 PM
The man would explain how he had missed her after asking how she was. She was rather well, but she did miss her family just the same. Her father was being more like himself and she was relieved to say the least. Her crimson orbs sparkled as heat rose to her cheeks, and she would keep a smile across her maw. She did enjoy traveling with the man as well, he was kind, gentle, and she believed that he was a fighter and that was something she liked in someone.
"I have missed you as well, Feli," she would blush even more, her voice calm and collected yet soothing to the tone. "As for how I am fairing, I am well and thankful for your help thus far. And, somehow; I feel like you brought me hope and happiness again;" she would smile and stand up, giving him a small nudge in thanks.
"I have missed you as well, Feli," she would blush even more, her voice calm and collected yet soothing to the tone. "As for how I am fairing, I am well and thankful for your help thus far. And, somehow; I feel like you brought me hope and happiness again;" she would smile and stand up, giving him a small nudge in thanks.
01-08-2016, 07:18 PM
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01-08-2016, 07:28 PM
The alabaster and ebony dame lifted her head slightly, hearing the brute speak his words. Deep down, she did wonder where her missing siblings happened to be. She was worried about Annette, as well as her other brothers as well, and it saddened her that they didn't stay. However, the woman did know that they had journeys that wished to be on as well, and she had no right to stop them if that was their very wish, though she would miss them terribly. The sounds of the wind reverberated throughout her lobes until her eyes focused on the bi-color optics of Felicien. She was not sure how to respond to him without getting all depressed once again, and it embarrassed her once she did it the first time.
"They have not shown their faces. I do miss them, but they have their own lives and I cannot stop them from making their own decisions," she explained and gave a small sigh, looking upward as the wind blew past her face, hitting her scarred eye and her torn ear, for the wind felt good and relaxing upon the torn flesh and fur. The smells of the flowers surrounded her nostrils, remembering the flowers that her mother had shown her, and even told her about healing using the flowers and other plants that surrounded the area.
"They have not shown their faces. I do miss them, but they have their own lives and I cannot stop them from making their own decisions," she explained and gave a small sigh, looking upward as the wind blew past her face, hitting her scarred eye and her torn ear, for the wind felt good and relaxing upon the torn flesh and fur. The smells of the flowers surrounded her nostrils, remembering the flowers that her mother had shown her, and even told her about healing using the flowers and other plants that surrounded the area.
01-20-2016, 04:50 PM
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01-20-2016, 04:59 PM
Mystic would ponder about the question some more. She had asked her father about joining Felicien's pack, however, her father had not said anything more on the subject. The fae shook her cranium in reply as crimson orbs focused upon the brute's bi-colored optics, a small smile spreading across her maw. "As of right now, nothing has really been said about the situation, but, I will let you know if anything changes," she spoke, her voice calm and kind, but that was when a chuckle could be heard in the bushes around them, her one good eye shifting to see the large figure of a mountain lion. Not just any lion, but the one that blinded her younger sister and blinded her eye and ripped her right ear off. She stood up and snarled.
"Well, you obviously remember me, my niece," Mystic snarled, her eye showing rage.
"You blinded my sister and hurt me. Father will not believe that you're still alive due to the damage we caused you. If you're looking for my mother, she passed away, you can't hurt her anymore!" Ashamoro chuckled and approached her, moving her away from Felicien's side as she swiped her paw across his face, but he snarled and tackled her down upon the ground, teeth digging into her throat as she yelped from pain and surprise.
"Well, you obviously remember me, my niece," Mystic snarled, her eye showing rage.
"You blinded my sister and hurt me. Father will not believe that you're still alive due to the damage we caused you. If you're looking for my mother, she passed away, you can't hurt her anymore!" Ashamoro chuckled and approached her, moving her away from Felicien's side as she swiped her paw across his face, but he snarled and tackled her down upon the ground, teeth digging into her throat as she yelped from pain and surprise.
01-21-2016, 11:21 PM
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01-22-2016, 06:16 AM
Mystic would feel the fangs puncture the skin underneath her throat, a loud yelp running through the entire forest. However, when she opened her eyes next, Felicien had come to aid the woman in trying to stop the cruel man from hurting her even more severely than when he already had. Ashamoro would growl in rage, feeling Felicien grab onto his scruff, attempting to shake the brute off from him. Mystic's eyes would widen when she would stand up, her one good eye focusing on the two men brawling. Flashbacks of when Ashamoro had attacked Annette ran through her mind, and she would close her eyes tightly, and, before she could even stop herself, her mind had already made up the answer to go in and fight.
The alabaster and ebony woman charged forward, snapping down onto Ashamoro's leg as blood oozed into the woman's mouth and around her maw. The lion would holler from the pain, running his back leg across her cheek, but despite the pain, Mystic continued to hold her grasp upon his leg before lunging forward to try and blind the cat. Ashamoro chuckled and snapped his maw around Mystic, throwing her upon the ground, causing her to slide and smack into the back of a tree. Though she was alive, she was in a lot of pain and dazed.
The alabaster and ebony woman charged forward, snapping down onto Ashamoro's leg as blood oozed into the woman's mouth and around her maw. The lion would holler from the pain, running his back leg across her cheek, but despite the pain, Mystic continued to hold her grasp upon his leg before lunging forward to try and blind the cat. Ashamoro chuckled and snapped his maw around Mystic, throwing her upon the ground, causing her to slide and smack into the back of a tree. Though she was alive, she was in a lot of pain and dazed.
01-31-2016, 11:33 AM
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01-31-2016, 11:41 AM
Mystic would feel the pain that coursed throughout her body. The smell of blood surrounded her nostrils as she coughed, a bit of her own blood running down her maw and onto the ground below. The mountain lion would snarl, his eyes showing rage as his fangs dripped with saliva as he lunged forward and attempted to snap down onto Felicien's back. The alabaster and ebony woman went to stand, but she was still in a lot of pain to even get up from the ground. Ashamoro would chuckle, seeing Mystic on the ground.
"You do not care about her, only to fight me is your own intent at the moment? Can you not see that she might not be able to walk again?!" He laughed at the thought, "Now, get out of the way so that I may end her suffering once and for all!" He chuckled and ran forward, trying to swipe his paws across Mystic's side as the femme closed her eyes in worry.
"You do not care about her, only to fight me is your own intent at the moment? Can you not see that she might not be able to walk again?!" He laughed at the thought, "Now, get out of the way so that I may end her suffering once and for all!" He chuckled and ran forward, trying to swipe his paws across Mystic's side as the femme closed her eyes in worry.
01-31-2016, 12:12 PM
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01-31-2016, 12:19 PM
Ashamoro hollered out in pain as the sounds of the birds and his growls echoed throughout the area where they were fighting. His eyes would show rage as he felt the brute pierce his leg, but, he would not be the one to go down so easily. He attempted to use his other leg to swipe across Felicien's side once again. The lion was already enraged as it was, and to think that he would be beaten by this wolf did not set easily on his stomach as he growled.
Mystic would attempt to stand up once again, being able to stand despite the pain that she was already feeling. It seemed that she had already felt her second wind, but, how long she would be able to keep standing was beyond her. Claws would pierce the ground as the ebony and alabaster form of the femme lunged forward and snapped down onto the feline's neck, canines piercing his skin as the lion yowled out from the pain. Mystic shifted her crimson gaze to Felicien, shifting her gaze to the lion's throat, for if they cut off his windpipe, chances are they could bring him down.
Mystic would attempt to stand up once again, being able to stand despite the pain that she was already feeling. It seemed that she had already felt her second wind, but, how long she would be able to keep standing was beyond her. Claws would pierce the ground as the ebony and alabaster form of the femme lunged forward and snapped down onto the feline's neck, canines piercing his skin as the lion yowled out from the pain. Mystic shifted her crimson gaze to Felicien, shifting her gaze to the lion's throat, for if they cut off his windpipe, chances are they could bring him down.
01-31-2016, 12:34 PM
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01-31-2016, 12:57 PM
Ashamoro would yowl from the pain as her felt his throat being pierced. Blood oozed from his throat as buzzards and crows waited for the chance to have a meal. Mystic would snap down on the back of his neck even harder as blood sprayed onto her alabaster muzzle. Her crimson eyes watched Felicien as the lion collapsed to the ground, weak from fighting and feeling most of his blood leave his body as he came faint. Mystic would go down on his neck even farther as Ashamoro coughed, blood pourong from his mouth and soon, he would close his eyes and be dead.
Mystic, believing he was gone, weakly stood up and walked over to Felicien and lied down, her head on the ground as she felt like she, too, was going to faint. Her crimson eyes focused on Felicien's bi-colored optical receivers before falling asleep, but she was far from dying, she was weak.
Mystic, believing he was gone, weakly stood up and walked over to Felicien and lied down, her head on the ground as she felt like she, too, was going to faint. Her crimson eyes focused on Felicien's bi-colored optical receivers before falling asleep, but she was far from dying, she was weak.
01-31-2016, 04:41 PM
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02-19-2016, 06:20 AM
The alabaster and ebony woman would open her eyes. The sound of crows and other birds called in their wake, and she would give a small cough. Though she was still in a lot of pain, all she wished was for Felicien to be alright even though he had as many injuries as she. The smell of their blood surrounded her nostrils as she weakly stood up, nudging the brute's cranium gently and giving him a lick on his cold, ebony nose. Despite the wounds that the femme bore, her one good eye still held life as she was stronger than some may suspect. She sat down, her tail wrapped around her bodice as she looked to the sky, the sun shining over the horizon, shifting her gaze over to the dead body of the mountain lion that was of no threat to them anymore, and she was happy to say the least. The damn monster that took her little sister's eyesight from her, as well as tearing her ear and slashing one of her eyes rather angered her. Though, to think that her sister would not be able to see anymore left a pang in her heart.
"Are you alright, Feli?" She would ask, her voice rather calm. Though it still held pain, she did not care about it, and she at least knew she wouldn't die from them as long as she got them cleaned up from a stream. It would help her nonetheless. "We should really get our wounds cleaned before they become infected," the dame would say, a small smile spreading across her maw. She did have a feeling for Felicien and hoped that he, too, would have the same feelings she had for him.
"Are you alright, Feli?" She would ask, her voice rather calm. Though it still held pain, she did not care about it, and she at least knew she wouldn't die from them as long as she got them cleaned up from a stream. It would help her nonetheless. "We should really get our wounds cleaned before they become infected," the dame would say, a small smile spreading across her maw. She did have a feeling for Felicien and hoped that he, too, would have the same feelings she had for him.