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Post by NixTigris on Feb 7, 2011 20:45:39 GMT -6
Fallout: "Speaking" Thinking Walking
Kumahl: "Speaking" Thinking Walking
Fallyn: "Speaking" Thinking Walking
It was mid-day as the two handsome brothers entered the territory. The scent that flooded their noses was all to familiar, all to welcoming. It was of their beloved sister whom there feisty frames were searching for, and they weren't leaving without her...
"What if they're hurting her?!"
Growled Kumahl as he stalked forward quickly, the orange almost seeming like fire underneath the burning sun. He looked around desperately for an answer as to where Fallyn might be, and it pained him to think that she may be in trouble.
"Relax, my brother. Have we taught her nothing? She's fine, I'm sure of that..."
The two brothers continued to stalk forward until a sharp growl sounded from behind them. As they spun around, claws unsheathed, a Tigress lunged onto Kumahl and held a claw to his throat. As she was about to question him, she was knocked off by a heavy, forceful body that soon had her pinned beneath his weight.
"How dare you attack my brother, you filthy Tigress!"
Fallout held a claw to her throat as she smirked.
"You're the one's who are trespassing onto King Arcturus's Territory! For this you will pay!"
With her back claws unsheathed, she used all her strength and kicked Fallout off of her. He let out an irritated roar as Fallyn's claws dug into his golden fur and cut his skin.
Out of the corner of her eye, Kumahl reacted simultaneously at his brothers quick flash of pain. He lunged onto her as Fallout held her attention. Kumahl ran a claw down her right foreleg and she growled in anger before he looked at her closely.
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Post by ``Arcturus on Feb 7, 2011 21:07:13 GMT -6
He'd woken up late, having been out late the previous night with Fallyn. All seemed quiet, though he had an eerie feeling. Fallyn was nowhere to be found, and he silently wondered if she was waiting for him somewhere. But where? Brute wracked his brains, trying to enter the feminine mind and think of where a girl would hide. Perhaps the meadow? She did enjoy pouncing on him... The meadow it was.
Scrambling to his paws, he leapt from his sleeping place in the grove and wound through the trees, exiting the treeline to spot a frightful scene. Huge globs of orange fur were rocketing through the air and on the ground, and there was a furious ball of ivory in the middle. Fallyn! A snarl like no other echoed, followed in rapid succession by a roar. He sprinted like a rocket toward the masses of fur, leaping into the middle with a defiant snarl. His ears were pinned back to his head, face contorted in an ball of anger.
"How dare you."
He had seen the brute claw her flank, but did not avert his eyes from the troublemakers to check on her. He stood in front of her, blocking her from another attack if they chose to make one. His deep commanding voice was harsh and angered, furious even. A deep loathing was in his words.
"Who are you?"
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Post by NixTigris on Feb 7, 2011 21:26:38 GMT -6
Fallyn snarled as the scarlet liquid trickled from her flank, staining her once pure snowy fur with red.
"How do you know my name, filthy brute?!"
Fallyn continued to growl, before lightly stepping up and pressing her side against Arc's. She glared, her sky orbs like icy daggers, angrily at the two brute's before her, wondering about how there stupidity could double.
"You mean you really have no idea who we are, beloved Fallyn?"
Kumahl stared at her hopefully, completely oblivious to the questioning male standing protectively by her until Fallout growled angrily and whacked his brother.
"Idiot, can't you see that the big, mighty kitty wants to chat?"
Fallout grinned evilly and watched the two closely, but focused his attention on Arcturus.
"I am Fallout, this is my brother Kumahl, and you've already become close to our beloved sister Fallyn I see."
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Post by ``Arcturus on Feb 9, 2011 21:24:21 GMT -6
Furious could not describe the King at that very moment. They were trespassing, and had shed blood from his first tribe member. They would pay. Heart felt like it would beat out of his chest, and he wouldn't blame it if it did. There were two of them versus him, but he was not fearful in the slightest. The phantom knew he could handle it, knew his adrenaline and growing adoration of Fallyn would see him through. Anger bubbled up as one of the nonchalant intruders spoke rather freely to his brother.
"Well, you've got one thing right. What are you doing here, and why have you harmed her?"
He had questions, and he was darn sure gonna get some answers! The King stood proud, head held high and tail lashing to display his still seething anger at the two brothers. Silver and blue eyes were blazing, claws kneading into the ground dangerously. One false word... one wrong move... they'd be sent packing.
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Post by NixTigris on Feb 10, 2011 18:20:01 GMT -6
Fallout: "Speaking" Thinking Walking
Kumahl: "Speaking" Thinking Walking
Fallyn: "Speaking" Thinking Walking
Fallout couldn't help but release an ignorant laugh as he circled Fallyn and trailed his tail down the length of her elegant back.
"What are we doing here? Well my King, it's a reserve! That the filthy humans made and dumped us here, so we can rot and never live good lives. Well Fallyn should know! She lot we all died along with the rest!"
Fallyn took a light step forward and snarled as the brute's voice rose.
"My brother's were respectful, kind, gentle! You two are but ignorant, disgusting fools! How dare you call me your sister!"
Kumahl snapped back at her and anger. They'd changed, hadn't she as well? The filthy humans murdered them, sought them out in particular, and then had stolen the pride from Fallout and him as well. Doesn't she realize what we've been through? Rusted stoned cages and prodding sticks and ridicule? Markets and skinning of once fire and silky fur? He stood by his brother and whispered something in his ear. Fallout's ears pinned down and then rose as he turned to look at the King and Fallyn. He noticed the blood that his brother Kumahl had drawn from her silken fur.
"We mean no harm upon our sister. It is a natural instinct for an animal to protect itself, is it not? Now, Fallyn, perhaps you remember the song I used to sing you?"
Fallyn's face returned to a solemn look as she circled the two Tiger's. They'd said there names were Fallout and Kumahl, and perhaps those were her brother's names? Ever since the beating the humans had given her, bits of memory had been wiped away, including loved ones names... Her brilliant sunlit, sky orbs gleamed as the brute began to sing. His voice was all too familiar to her ears.
"All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces...
Bright and early for the daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere...
Tears are filling up there glasses, no expression, no expression...
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow, no tomorrow, no tomorrow..."
The voice cut off and searched desperately for a sign from Fallyn, who had just shrunk back a few mere steps, and stared quietly. Kumahl dipped his head in respect to the King, although he didn't know how much he really had meant it. Fallout just glared at the King and growled, wondering if this brute had done anything to his sister. He lowered himself into a lunging position, his mind blanking and not reasoning as he growled louder.
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