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Post by Storm on Aug 25, 2011 19:05:15 GMT -5
Tornshadow's vision was blurred with a red mist, and his claws were so outstretched that it felt like they would fall off. He barely even felt Coyote's small claws brush his cheek. "If you ever, touch Eliza with those dirty paws, I'll slaughter you." he snarled viciously.
He raised a massive paw and paw and brought it down hard on Coyote's head, his claws catching on his ears. He then gripped his throat tightly with his claws an inch away from breaking through his skin. "Say you're sorry." he spat. |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 25, 2011 19:18:51 GMT -5
Coyote spat out at him, raking his claws along his face. "Why should I? If I can smell correctly, you two aren't officially mates yet, she's fair game!" he hissed, kicking Tornshadow's belly with unsheathed back paws.
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Post by Storm on Aug 25, 2011 19:23:32 GMT -5
Tornshadow hissed and pushed Coyote's paws away from his face. "You are a pathetic, sick, mousebrain." he snarled. He raked his claws down his exposed belly, and a deep gash appeared, warm blood oozing out. "Get out of here! If I ever see you even bat an eyelash at Eliza, your eyes will be at the back of your skull." he threatened viciously, before getting off of Coyote. |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 25, 2011 19:28:28 GMT -5
"See if you can clan cat!" Coyote hissed before dissappearing into the darkness, the butterfly following him.
Eliza sat in a tipped over trash can, licking her paws and trying to groom the blood off of her cuts. She let out a few, soft whimpers of pain as she did,
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Post by Storm on Aug 25, 2011 20:13:57 GMT -5
Tornshadow was about to chase after that rat, but then suddenly realized he had left Eliza alone in the dark alleys behind him. The red mist subsided from his vision and he raced back to his mate, about to nuzzle her when he saw her wounds. The blood in his veins turned to ice and his bloody paws were rooted to the ground.
"W-what.. did he do to you?" he breathed, anger returning in his mind. I shouldn't have let that mangy-flea bag live! he thought in his mind. He stared in horror at the raw gashes on Eliza's cheek and ear, the red blood standing out on her creamy fur. He wanted to hold her so badly, but he couldn't because of her injuries.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 25, 2011 21:38:16 GMT -5
Wind raced on top of the biuldings, his legs flying out before him. He needed to go collect some prey, and herbs from a nearby farmer market, but in was in Chainsaw's terriorty. Stopping on the top of a roof that belonged to a book store, he looked over his shoulder. "Good, no ones following me." Wind muttered quietly to himself before going on again.
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 25, 2011 21:57:04 GMT -5
Eliza whimpered a little. "I... I'm sorry...." she crouched down on the ground, licking her paw and swiping it gently over her face, trying to clean off the blood again, but it was to raw and she yelped a little as she felt a stinging sensation.
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Post by Sweetleaf on Aug 26, 2011 9:10:40 GMT -5
Bolt trotted along the side of an abandoned Thunderpath, Dash behind him.
"Do you think we should get some food?" Bolt looked over his shoulder at his brother and agreed, "Okay," The brown tabby realized his own hunger, his stomach did feel rather empty. We just have to find some mice, or an old twoleg nest. Bolt looked around, he rushed over to an open Twoleg home. "I think theirs some food or something in here!" he called, then slowly stepped inside. The the nest smelt of mice and crow-food.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 26, 2011 12:18:26 GMT -5
Wind finaly crossed a few more biuldings before reaching the store he needed to go to: the bakery, and butcher shop were right next to each other; so they shared the same walls. Leaping down, he waited for a Twoleg to open the door, and scurried inside after it. Wind walked down the wooden floors, scanning the floor for any sighs of mice or crumbling pieces of Twoleg food.
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Post by Storm on Aug 26, 2011 15:16:12 GMT -5
Eliza whimpered a little. "I... I'm sorry...." she crouched down on the ground, licking her paw and swiping it gently over her face, trying to clean off the blood again, but it was to raw and she yelped a little as she felt a stinging sensation. Tornshadow ignored Eliza's apology and slowly padded over to her. He hesitated fro a moment before saying, "This might sting.." He leaned forward and gently licked Eliza's wounds, cleaning the blood off of the deep cuts. "I'm so sorry.. I should die for letting you be taken like this.." he choked, for once, tears rolling down his cheeks.
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