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On the Warpath (Bear Hunt)



Zanire

Loner

age
9 Years
gender
Female
gems
10
size
Extra large
build
posts
90
player
Ellisa
06-28-2013, 06:44 PM
ooc: Tad, Soul. I hope you don't mind the slight pp to your wolves. I was going to wait to ask you guys but I got really excited and couldn't wait. xD

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Zanire went down like a tree, and instantly felt a sharp pain in her shoulders. Laying there she could feel blood start to come to the surface, seeping into the fur around the claw marks, four on each shoulder. They weren't deep deep but were enough to make a decent amount of blood appear. They already began to sting, and right off the bat she knew they would become infected if she did not get them cleaned. The large male smelled like rotting flesh, and she was sue he never bothered cleaning his claws.

The roars, the barks, the yelling. It all roared in her ears. She could hear Gargoyle, the largest of the wolves yell a name and from the corner of her eyes she could see him fling himself forward. Not only that but the other wolves quickly followed him, a dark male grabbed the bear's paw, was swatted but still went back at him. A light male pounced the beast, trying to push him to the ledge with Gargoyle. Then Midnight. She had jumped onto him and bit into his neck, but within moments her grip slipped and she fell to the ground, hitting it at an awkward position that caused a cry of pain to jump from her jaws.

That was it! Zanire twisted her body to the side, front paws lifting her up enough for her back legs to get under her body. She shifted her weight, lifting herself up onto her hind legs and released a roar more ferocious than before, thunder, threatening the male and letting him know what was to come. He only laughed, and continued assaulting the wolves pushing and biting him.

Violet orbs glared at the male, body dropping to all four with a heavy thud. She would end this, Glaciem would no longer be tormented by this troublesome fool. Move it! She roared to the wolves, just as she threw herself forward. She wasn't far from where they were, but it was enough for her to get enough room to build speed. And once she was within distance, they would be smart to move.

She moved like a train, crushing the stones beneath her massive paws, muscle barreling forward. Within seconds she was upon them, paws quickly readjusting, moving around Gargoyle. Seeing this the male swatted the dark male from his paw, turning his body towards Zanire just in time to have her crash into his midsection, having rose from the ground just in time.

The male let out a roar, taking a step back only for the ledge to grumble beneath his weight. That was when it felt like everything went in slow motion. The male took his step back, body weight shifting to the leg that just went down. His body turned in that direction, his paws swatting at the air, managing to give Zanire a few small scratches across her muscle. She kept ehr weight balanced, leaning back just in time when she got the scratches. She tried to take a step back, her head turning to look to the wolves. Her mistake.

While his arms pawed the air he managed to stretch out his neck, jaws snapping at the air, grabbing Zanire's lower part of her arm.

Then it all sped up.


Zanire went over the ledge with the black bear with a roar of fear and surprise. They hit the rocks hard, dislodging pebbles and even large boulders. He hit it first, Zanire landing on him. Down they went, a rockslide following behind them. They twisted and turned, the male letting go of her arm when a boulder smacked him right in the back. Zanire was not lucky though, just as he let go she went tumbling down beside him, getting hit a few times by some rocks.

By time they reached the bottom the air was full of dust, the last rumbles of the slide dying down. The black bear had been crushed, the only thing to tell you he was dead was his paw sticking out from under the boulder and blood slowly oozing out from under it.

Zanire though, where was she? Trapped. She had not been crushed like the male, but she had been banged up pretty badly. She lay under a few boulders, but none as big as the male, easily movable if the wolves worked together. She was alive, her heartbeat heavy, slowing down. Cuts here and there on her face, legs, body.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"


Awesome image made by Clash. <3