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Post by mudcat on Aug 17, 2011 12:09:13 GMT -5
"That's awful!" Ice found some courage. "Would you like to sleep in my tire with me? There is alot of room. And like I said, nobody ever bothers me there." She shuffle her paws and added," Don't think I'm growing soft either." She was trying to keep a straight face.
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 17, 2011 12:18:06 GMT -5
Alvin swallowed nevously then smiled and nodded his head. "Sure... thank you... it means alot." he laughed as Ice told him to not assume she was soft "I know you aren't." he mewled, his pelt feeling a bit to hot and constricting.
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Post by Storm on Aug 24, 2011 18:22:25 GMT -5
Tornshadow raced through the dark alleyways of the town, searching desperately for Eliza. He was following the very faint, familiar scent along with Eliza's. Oh, please, StarClan.. he yowled in his mind, his heart racing in panick. "Eliza, Eliza!" he yowled, trying to find his mate. |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 24, 2011 20:12:55 GMT -5
Eliza heard Tornshadow's voice not far off and was about to call out but Coyote cuffed the gashed side of her face and hissed "Stay quiet!" while lashing his tail. The butterfly loomed eerily overhead, making a shiver run down her spine.
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Post by Storm on Aug 24, 2011 20:18:45 GMT -5
Tornshadow thought her could hear a slight russle coming from one of the many streets and alleyways before him. "Eliza, Eliza!" he roared, pushing himself to run faster. His muscles rippled beneath his sleek fur as he pelted through the shadows of buildings and chain fences.
ooc;; Should he find them? |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 24, 2011 23:14:29 GMT -5
((YES HE SHOULD! COYOTE WILL DO NASTY THINGS TO ELIZA IF HE DOESN'T!))
Coyote sneered as he watched Eliza crouch and close her eyes in emotional and physical pain. He knew that she knew that she could do nothing and it excited him. He bit her ear and whispered.
"Don't worry sweetheart, you won't be without a mate for lo-YROOOOAAAOOOW!" Coyote yowled and Eliza bit him hard on the ear, drawing significant amounts of red, sticky blood.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" She hissed, trying to stand up for herself for once.
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Post by Storm on Aug 25, 2011 15:06:21 GMT -5
ooc;; RAPE!! 
Tornshadow heard a loud yowl coming from not so far ahead of him. That's Eliza! he realized in his mind. He snarled in fury and raced around corners and through dark alleys. He bristled in fear, panick and anger as he neared two shapes ahead of him. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!" he bellowed, his narrowed eyes blazing in rage.
Tornshadow charged at Coyote, and crashed head-on into his side. He threw both of them to the ground and pinned him down before he could do anything. Tornshadow leaned down and half-snarled, half-yowled right into Coyote's ear, "I'LL RIP YOUR SORRY HIDE OFF SO HARD THAT YOUR FUR WILL BE BRISTLING EVEN AS IT'S ON THE GROUND!" |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 25, 2011 18:31:22 GMT -5
((Yes, I have decided that Coyote has a creepy thing for Eliza!))
Coyote kicked Tornshadow away and bolted from the scene, tail between his legs, without a retort as the butterfly landed on his wiry shoulder.
Eliza whimpered a little, rubbing her paw lightly on her four long gashes running from her shredded ear to her cheek. "Thanks... and I'm really sorry... I... just... I can't... do anything right can I?
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Post by Storm on Aug 25, 2011 18:36:41 GMT -5
Tornshadow was so furious at Coyote that he didn't hear Eliza's words and pelted after him. "YOU WORTHLESS FOXDUNG!" he boomed, his large paws heavily slamming onto the concrete with each step he took. Tornshadow was now right behind Coyote, and his jaws clamped down on his tail.
ooc;; Is it okay if he catches him and, you know, gives him a "lesson"? |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 25, 2011 18:41:34 GMT -5
((Yeah, sure))
Coyote yelped and fell down hard on the ground, landing with a thick thud. "Owch! Get off of me!" he hissed, scratching at Tornshadow's eyes. His thick dark tabby fur brictled as he snarled and struggled to release the younger tom's grip on him.
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