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Post by MESSAGE MODDOG, NOT ME on Aug 14, 2014 12:26:54 GMT
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Post by Ilkivalta on Aug 14, 2014 23:31:36 GMT
Health: 16/72 Last ate: Day 8
Ilkivalta stood next to Sayf. "How are you feeling right now? Do you need anything?" She didn't want to feel so useless and she hoped there was something she could do for the lioness. She pawed at the earth excitedly, unsure of what else to do with herself.
The thought of cubs born in the territory gave Ilkivalta a strange sense of longing, for what she wasn't exactly sure. Cubs? Companionship? The feeling of being a mother? She couldn't figure out what she wanted for sure.
She looked back to Sayf, pushing her own thoughts aside. She wanted to know Sayf's thoughts, but she knew it was difficult for her to express them. She waited to see if the lioness would say anything more.
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Post by Anan on Aug 16, 2014 5:37:24 GMT
Health: 46/52 Last Ate: Day 8
As the sun finally started to rise, Anan groaned and started to wake up. As his eyes blinked open, he sighed and stretched out his limbs, yawning in the process before finally standing. It seemed his siblings were gone. Everyone else was off talking to one another, and he was, so far, going unnoticed. Smiling at that thought, he decided he ought to go wander around. Of course there was still the threat of the striped hyena finding him and attacking, but he wouldn't go THAT far from Softwood. He just wanted some wander around by himself. Despite him very much enjoying the protection of a pride, the young leopon really did have a leopard's attitude as much as he had the looks. Shaking out his scraggly but still growing mane, he headed off, intending in circling around Softwood a couple times, going further out with each look, before he would finally choose a direction and just start walking.
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Kikilo
Junior Member
Posts: 60
Species: Lion
Age: Young Adult
Faction: Clapperclaw Pride
Rank: Commoner
Attribute: Inspiring
Flaw: Tramp
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Post by Kikilo on Aug 16, 2014 6:20:41 GMT
Health: 60/60 Last Ate: Day 8
Although it was mere early morning of the day, heat temperatures began to climb tremendously, there was no rush upon getting the day started. It was growing too hot to start a hunting party session, and plus, being that they were lions, they'd rather lounge around and wait out the extreme heat. Well, the Dominant Male and the cubs of course; as for the females... If the pride was hungry, they'd have no choice but to do so and pay for it later with possible exhaustion or a heat fatality. Vivid, amber-filled eyes looked around the large tree, observing the arrangement of figures that were placed like pieces to an ever so moving puzzle; limbs poking out here and there and yet not fully revealing the entire lion because of the full flora of leaves. All though the sunlight was slightly bare, daylight was fairly visible, casting shadowy embers against each object, blaring a fiery silhouette against black.
With a flick of her stiffened tail, Kikilo sat up briefly, lifting her muzzle to advert her gaze towards the ever changing colors of the sky. Fluffy white clouds mirrored her cortex ghostly before slowly moving off in an endless migration. The young lioness dispersed a lion-like yawn, stretching her jaw to a peculiar length, enough to expose those fine specimen of teeth that could easily snap a Wildebeest's neck with a quick jerk. Feeling her comrades negotiate about her, she felt content and appeased; for now. Watching a clan of birds flock from a nearby canopy in grace, the lioness shifted her weight letting her body slump into a side lay.
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Post by Anan on Aug 17, 2014 0:51:47 GMT
Health: 46/52 Last Ate: Day 8
Anan continued his rounds around Softwood, steadily broadening the circle he made around the main base camp of the Clapperclaw. But of course, he had to run into somebody eventually, and as he caught sight of Kikilo, he froze. He didn't recognize her. But then again, he hadn't really made an effort to go around and meet everyone in the pride. He had been so busy running off by himself, so to see another pride member was a shock to him. But he quickly shook his surprise away, reminding himself that this was, after all, a pride, and that there were many lions within it. And though he wasn't at all a social animal, as he passed by the lioness he dipped his head in greeting, mumbling a small, "Hello." Keeping true to his leopard nature, he wasn't too keen to get into a deep conversation or anything, but on the lion side, he did hope for at least SOME response.
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Post by Chinyere on Aug 17, 2014 23:12:54 GMT
Health: 50/50 Last ate: Day 8
Chinyere had not gone far when he heard some sort of bellow coming back from the heart of the Softwood. He looked back, then to Abeni before slowly climbing back to see his mother, lying in pain on the floor and he cried "Mother!" he jumped down as quick as a whip before racing to Ambergris.
Chinyere looked around frantically before looking to his mother, Ambergris. His eyes welled with tears, he didn't know how or why she died. She might of had sickness and his ears pulled back at that thought. He had been nuzzling her and her hugging him not too long ago....He collapsed onto his mother, nuzzling her white fur and crying.
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Post by Anan on Aug 18, 2014 0:44:32 GMT
Health: 46/52 Last Ate: Day 8
Anan frowned when the lioness didn't seem to respond and he sighed, continuing on. But then before he could finally choose a direction to walk in, he heard a cry and his ears perked up. It sounded like his brother. Curious, he started walking that way, but as the smell of death hit his nose he quickened his pace until finally he saw them. His mother's dead body. His eyes widened and he stepped back, his heart feeling like it would burst of his chest. "M-Mom...?"
He hadn't felt particularly close to her. He had almost resented her, hating how she constantly tried to push him and threaten him to do things he didn't want to do. But she was still his mother, and he still loved her. And yet, because of the fact that he had disliked her so much, he felt as if now he didn't even deserve to go and cuddle with her body. But he wouldn't just stand there and do nothing.
Closing his eyes tightly against his tears, he turned and ran north, hoping to find his father.
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Kikilo
Junior Member
Posts: 60
Species: Lion
Age: Young Adult
Faction: Clapperclaw Pride
Rank: Commoner
Attribute: Inspiring
Flaw: Tramp
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Post by Kikilo on Aug 18, 2014 1:53:12 GMT
(( I didn't have time to respond sorry. ) Health: 60/60 Last Ate: Day 8
Black-stained ears swerved to the fellow greeting of a pride member; her eyes were slightly closed by now. Open opening the amber-like auras, showing the mirrored reflection of Anan. She was a bit weary at first, for she had not caught sight of this male before, but his scent was very familiar indeed. Her eyes scanned the hybrid quietly, a bit fond with the mixture of both lion and leopard, two enemies united to produce this..
Before she could respond the male left her sights and walked away with a muffled sigh. With a raised eyebrow whisker, Kikilo stood up swiftly, flicking her tail to and fro. " Wait!" She chuffed, hoping to not appear un-social or rude, he had completely caught her off guard. She didn't want to seem like a random stalker, but she trotted after him in hopes of apologizing for the disclaim of silence. She had lost sight of him but his scent guided her way as well as the stench of rot. Eventually she stumbled upon the grieving of a another young hybrid upon a deceased corpse. She paused in a horrid sight.
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Tima
Full Member
Other characters: Nakato, Yanni
Posts: 245
Species: Lion
Age: Adult
Faction: Rogue
Rank: None
Attribute: Champion
Flaw: Terrible
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Post by Tima on Aug 18, 2014 2:13:33 GMT
Health: 53/71 Last Ate: -
Tima roused, a strange smell caught in his nostrils, and it took several moments for him to sort it. Death.
As soon as the thought manifested in his mind, Tima jerked upwards as though he had been electrified, leaping to the ground, head swiveling and lips drawn up over his teeth to get as much of the scent as he could. Unfortunately, it didn't take long— one of the hybrids cubs was sobbing into the fur of the white lioness, Ambergris. It didn't take very close inspection to realize that she was laying with the unnatural stillness that only the dead had.
But more than just that... a more familiar scent was being perversely twisted, and it was almost with a sort of dread that Tima turned, taking the few steps through the trees to confirm with his eyes what he had already realized. Sayf... Not that the male had had any unusual affection for her, but she had been his mate, been bearing his cubs— had been eager to help him build his pride into something great. Tima's breathing grew heavier, the male almost unaware that each breath was coming out as a growl, as he stalked away from the body and back into the clearing.
Without warning, he tossed his head upwards and unleashed the most vicious roar he ever had, enraged at the circumstances which had robbed him of something that was, for once, truly meaningful. It faded, but did not die, instead becoming a snarl as Tima angrily paced the clearing, before suddenly rounding on the white cub that was grieving over his mother. "What happened?" he snapped, teeth bared. It was entirely unreasonable to treat the cub as though he'd had something to do with the twin deaths, but Tima was in no mood to be reasonable. He was furious, and ready to take it out on whoever was in the way.
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Post by Alibaster on Aug 18, 2014 2:25:41 GMT
Health: 75/75 Last Ate: Day 8
Alibaster padded into camp, ready to lay the bodies together before challenging Tima. Of course, when he heard the male roaring at his smaller son, the first thing on his mind was getting Chinyere out of danger. "Don't you DARE treat my son that way," he growled, voice low and menacing. It was clear that the grief had wrought a change in him. There was no more time for games like these. He would fight now, and win, or die trying.
Slowly, he lay Kenosi's body down alongside Ambergris, arranging his son's limbs carefully before looking to Tima. "Tima. Under your watch, my mate has died. My eldest son has also perished. Clearly you are not fit to lead. I challenge you for leadership of the Clapperclaw lion pride."
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Tima
Full Member
Other characters: Nakato, Yanni
Posts: 245
Species: Lion
Age: Adult
Faction: Rogue
Rank: None
Attribute: Champion
Flaw: Terrible
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Post by Tima on Aug 18, 2014 2:36:54 GMT
Health: 53/71
Tima's lip curled. "Go screw yourself," he snapped back. "You don't give a damn about leading a pride, or else you might have noticed that Sayf is also dead. But of course, if you know of some mystical way in which I might manage to cause three animals to drop dead overnight with no warning, then please," he went on, voice dripping sarcasm as he mocked Alibaster, "By all means, enlighten me."
The lion continued to level his gaze at the leopon, looking him up and down before sneering. "A hybrid leading a pride of lions... That's real rich. How about this—" Tima spat at Alibaster. "Take your bastard cubs and leave this territory. Now."
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Kikilo
Junior Member
Posts: 60
Species: Lion
Age: Young Adult
Faction: Clapperclaw Pride
Rank: Commoner
Attribute: Inspiring
Flaw: Tramp
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Post by Kikilo on Aug 18, 2014 2:37:10 GMT
Health: 60/60 Late Ate: Day 8
Eyes flashed to the dominant male of her pride, Tima. His aggressive approach of both despair and ferocity, made her hunch against the wall of vegetation that blocked her from quick escape. With her back slightly curled in a mere cower, her eyes hardened against the beast's pain. But her lips withdrew to reveal her pristine fangs to a slight oblige of the cub's whereabouts in this matter of death. How could such question the youngster as if the cub were an adult itself. Her tail lashed in silent defiance before another feline emerged, it was Alibaster, another Hybrid of the two rivalries. She crawled her way over to Chinyere and the dead body of both a mate and a mother.
Muscles tensed in the vigorious occasion of flight whenever needed. Seeing that a challenge was stated, her best thoughts were to get the young cub away from the clash. Her posture had become very uncomfortablew.
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Post by Alibaster on Aug 18, 2014 2:42:33 GMT
Health: 75/75 Last Ate: Day 8
Alibaster's lip curled in return, his body tense. "Don't be an idiot. A bastard is someone without a known father. Clearly, I'm still around," he snarled, circling Tima. "Gabriel may have been a bad leader, but you're hardly any better. My mate is dead. Sayf is dead. Kenosi is dead. Tau was going to leave the pride for good. But guess what, Tima? I'm already a better leader than you. We have four new members on their way hear."
"So, you pitiful motherFUCKLEer, how about you get off your high-horse. Because you're about to see exactly how strong a hybrid is!" Alibaster roared, lunging for Tima with outstretched claws.
eAZdNj8D ((Ability to intimidate 8 + 6 = 14))
((Strength to harm 11 + 8 = 19))·
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Tima
Full Member
Other characters: Nakato, Yanni
Posts: 245
Species: Lion
Age: Adult
Faction: Rogue
Rank: None
Attribute: Champion
Flaw: Terrible
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Post by Tima on Aug 18, 2014 2:54:27 GMT
Health: 39/71
Tima let out a condescending laugh. "Having some leopard half-blood for a sire? I don't see any difference," he growled. Tima then let out another chuckle, devoid of anything but malice. "Funny, how issuing a challenge to a wounded lion was the sin of all sins... until it's convenient for you to do so," he observed, eyes narrowed. "You want your own bastard pride, fine— go do whatever the hell you want. You're not wanted here anyways. But this pride is one of lions, who I don't think would take too kindly to your little bid for power. So piss off."
Had Tima been thinking, he never would have turned his back on the furious hybrid in the middle of his angry reply, but Tima was done with him. He'd allowed the leopon to stay out of the interest of the pride, but clearly that had been a mistake.
His second mistake was assuming that Alibaster would leave it at that. And as the claws ripped into his back, Tima let out a snarl of both shock and pain, taken too off guard to utter more than that.
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Post by Alibaster on Aug 18, 2014 3:00:04 GMT
Health: 75/75 Last Ate: Day 8
"You do not deserve to be called a lion," Alibaster snarled, snapping at Tima's face and clawing his hide. "What you did to Gabriel was evil, you led an attack on the entire pride to weaken him. I am challenging you the same as any rogue would, on my own. I'm more of a lion than you ever were!"
"What, nothing to say, FUCKLE-face?" He growled. "You're too cowardly to even fight back. I will destroy you, and my 'bastard children' will sleep on your hide!"
Yf3hAMc9 ((Strength to harm 7 + 11 = 18))
((Ability to intimidate 8 + 3 = 11))·
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