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Post by Dylan on Mar 19, 2006 22:03:34 GMT -5
Tall and graceful bodice enter the lands, moon high and full as it could be, shown down onto the white beast. Tears streaked down her white cheeks as she padded around. Sitting high upon a rock, a mornful howl was emited into the cool air. She looked down into a puddle and seen her reflection, she slapped at it with an angry paw and growled under her breath. How she hated what she was...
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Post by Haruka on Mar 20, 2006 7:11:32 GMT -5
Stalking his way through the trees, the tiger was perfectly camoflauged, his body almost entirely invisible with the exception of his glowing gree eyes. Even then, it was pretty hard to see him, his body slinking effortlessly through the forest. Even if he didn't have to, he found a certain amount of joy in hunting at night. Not even hunting, merely stalking, chasing and catching. He never ate the animals he caught. He was a shifter not a were... Still, having lived his earliest life as a tiger, he simply could never leave this part of him behind. His silent slinking continued, following the trail of... something, but what the tiger could not place.
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Post by Dylan on Mar 20, 2006 16:50:40 GMT -5
Ears pricked forward as she herd the soft paws of the tiger, stalking the grounds. She stood and looked around, icy blue liquids searching the grasses and trees. She worried who was here, she hated to be seen in this, beastly form. She jumped off the rock and looked around. Then stopped for a moment, and sat back. Whatever it was, she could probably fight off if it posed as a threat, so she sat back into the shadows, waiting.
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Post by Haruka on Mar 20, 2006 17:10:01 GMT -5
Creeping around the outside of the clearing, the tiger kept well inside the treeline. Whatever he was trailing was inside that little break in the trees but he was not a stupid animal. He would not simply waltz right up to it. Knowing the way most creatures react to tigers, he would almost undoubtably find himself in a skirmish, something he'd rather avoid. He had too many scars as it is...
Picking up the pace, green gaze kept focussed of the space between the trees, unaware that the creature he was tracking had moved into the shadows with him...
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Post by Dylan on Mar 20, 2006 17:15:22 GMT -5
Her sleek liquids spotted the soft glow of his green eyes as he trailed the tree line. She watched him a bit, getting the general direction he was coming, toward her was obvious, but did he know she was within the shadows as well? Probably not. She stood, pelt hidden from the moonlight, then disappeared deeper into the woods and came around behind him, or so she thought, just to be safe. She'd rather not fight. She would if this creature was out to hurt her, but she had a doubt, if he was to hurt her, he'd have done it a while ago, but she stayed alert just in case, you never know who you'll run into at this school...
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Post by Haruka on Mar 20, 2006 17:30:51 GMT -5
The tiger slowed his pace again, lowering his body and perking his ears. His target had moved and he was finally aware that he was stalking something that was not there. It was in the trees with him. getting visibly nervous, the big cat froze where he stood crouched, his head up now, keen gaze searching the trees. His long tail tiwtched slightly as he searched, like he was hunting... But his whole being shifted to a spot behind him when a twig cracked. Whiling about quikly, body tenced to run or fight, the tiger's gaze met that of a wolf, much to his surprise. He hadn't been expecting a wolf....
Who are you?
The sound came out a soft growl, but beastorian was like that...
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Post by Dylan on Mar 20, 2006 17:34:30 GMT -5
She stepped back as his sudden movements and met his gaze. Looking upon the tiger, not as a threat, but a challenge if he were to fight. A low growl was emitted from her throat as she spoke.
Who's important enough to know?
she questioned. She wasn't about to let him know who she was. She had a habit of that, she didn't like anyone to know who she was, especially if they had been stalking her!!
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Post by Haruka on Mar 20, 2006 18:04:07 GMT -5
Still standing tence and baring his teeth in a feline version of suspicion, the cat's green gaze stayed focused on the wolf. Her scent was... different. The shifter still could simply on place it, no matter how hard he tried. Sure, she smelled like a wolf but.... then again, she didn't. It was like a fake wolf, one made out of wax and chicken broth. Why would she smell like that, he simply could not place. Growling again, the tiger let his mock snarl drop for a moment, the tense movements in his face irritating the scar that lay there.
Certainly not me, I suppose... But I would like to know whether or not you would pose a threat.
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Post by Dylan on Mar 20, 2006 18:09:51 GMT -5
She snarled and bared her teeth, icy liquids never leaving his gaze. He smelled of a tiger, but yet human. she could tell he was a shifter, unlike herself, whom was a beast of the full moon. Forever to be changed at the earth's will. she growled again and dropped the snarl, looking at him coldly.
'Ha, pose a threat? I am a threat if you want it that way.'
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Post by Haruka on Mar 20, 2006 18:21:57 GMT -5
((Gotta feed my doggeh... and eat dinner. be back soon!))
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Post by Dylan on Mar 20, 2006 18:27:56 GMT -5
**ok, I'll wait for you!! Lol** .............. **I'm not like that.......**
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Post by Haruka on Mar 20, 2006 18:56:51 GMT -5
The tiger gave the wolf a cocky stare, his jaw hanging open in a loud pant. Think of it as a big cat grin. taking a step forward, he flung his head in an upward curve, snapping his jaws close audibly and making a deep merow sort of noise. One would be amazed at how complex the beastorian language could be...
And if I don't?
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Post by Dylan on Mar 20, 2006 19:00:32 GMT -5
She watched him and shrugged slightly.
If you don't, then I won't. You can then leave.
she said, looking at him still. Icy eyes showing now a little bit of wonder. who was this guy and what is he about? 'What if I don't?' well, it's obvious, then there is nothing more to talk about and you can be on your way.
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Post by Haruka on Mar 20, 2006 19:27:10 GMT -5
Still shifting about in his place if a little arrogantly, yet curiously at the same time, the tiger continued to make gruff chuffing noises. Mostly it was because he had nothing else to do but he was curious. He really wanted to know what this creature was, what made her different from the other wolves he'd come to talk with. It was bothering him to no end, it really was...
But what if I wish not to leave? We are civilized creatures, ney? What is wrong with civilized creatures having civilized conversation?
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Post by Dylan on Mar 20, 2006 19:30:22 GMT -5
she stood watching him shift in his place. she listened and replied.
Well, we could talk, but I am not one to talk while I look like this. If your the talking kind the you couldn't have picked a worse moment...
she said looking at him. she hated what she was, she had no control over it what-so-ever and it was terrible. unlike shifters she was bound the however the moon was.
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