|
|
Post by Storm on Aug 30, 2011 20:36:09 GMT -5
Spike hissed as Wind bit down on his paw and before he could counter-attack, the younger tom's agility got the better of him. Spike barely felt any pain as Wind scratched his face, his attacks weren't strong enough to hurt him. "Weaklings aren't meant to wander in Chainsaw's turf!" he retaliated, pushing Wind off of him before any real damage was done to his exposed stomache.
Jason watched in horror as the two rogues fought each other, the smaller one looking pitiful compared to Spike. "Stop! Run! He'll kill you!" he screeched, trying to get the stranger's attention. Soon the stranger would get tired of repeatedly being thrown off of Spike, and then it will be clear who will die.
ooc;; Okay, Spike will retreat after your post, so don't have Wind "pinning" him down. Plus, Spike is.. two times larger than Wind.
|
|
|
|
Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 30, 2011 21:55:58 GMT -5
Wind growled at Spike, baring his fangs. Hearing the other tom yelling at him to flee, he hissed. "No, Spike waste to many lives to live! Because as long as there is life, there is hope!" with another yowl, Wind Tiger raced forward, and striked his claws up Spike's left cheek; leaving a gash in the bleeding flesh. Wind backed up a little bit, waiting for his next move. Dark blood stained the floor, and his paws.Thought the darkness of it only showed just how evil Spike's own heart was.
|
|
|
|
Post by Storm on Aug 31, 2011 14:56:17 GMT -5
ooc;; Jesus christ, how many times do I have to tell you? Ask before mindlessly "bashing" someone's head into the ground.
Spike pulled back his lips in a snarl. "Great speech, kit!" he jeered. As he felt Wind's immature claws scrape the side of his cheek, anger boiled inside him when a small cut appeared. The massive white tom raised an unseathed paw and forced it down on Wind's bloody flank, blood oozing out of the wounds already there. "Go run back to mommy, little kit. Oh, wait; I killed her!" Spike burst out laughing.
Jason raced forward while Spike was laughing and began to nudge Wind along with him, escaping around a corner into an alley before Spike noticed. When they were far enough away from the white tom, Jason turned on Wind with his hackles raised. "Are you mad?! You could've gotten yourself killed back there!" he hissed impatiently.
|
|
|
|
Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 31, 2011 15:54:53 GMT -5
Wind stood there shaking, bleeding as he glared at Spike. How dared this tom insuled his family like that! "Spike, you-?!" his sectence was cut off by by the other tom nudging him away from the massive white tom. As soon as they were as far away from the deadly deputy, Wind let himself ly down near a trash can. He raised an eyebrow as the other tom scolded him for almost getting killed. "It doesn't matter." Wind finaly aswered, resting his chin on his bloody paws. "I will not stop fighting until Chainsaw, and his deputies are dead. Chainsaw is nothing, but a tyannt. He only brings bloodshed, mistory, and darkness to the Alleyways." he looked over at the two new scars on his flank.
|
|
|
|
Post by Storm on Aug 31, 2011 16:14:40 GMT -5
ooc;; They aren't called "deputies", this isn't a clan. And I need you to change Chainsaw's name.
Jason snorted. "Yeah, and how are you going to do that?" he raised a brow apprehensively. "You don't get it, do you? Even one of his followers could rip you apart like that" - Jason snapped his jaws on "that" - "before you could even scream." He forced the last few words out heavily, and softened his gaze before turning and stalking off.
|
|
|
|
Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 31, 2011 17:38:34 GMT -5
Wind perked his ears forward when the tom asked what he was going to do about Steel. As the tom began to walk away, Wind began thinking in his mind. True, Shade was strong, and so were his second-in commands, Jagaur and Spike. They were part of the deadest group in the Alleyways, being in crotral of it. Alone, anyone will fall to thier power. "But together...together anyone has a chance!" Wind whisappeared quitly to himself. Forcing himself to stand, the gray tabby spoke cleary to the air. "Together as a group, anyone can take down Shade, and his gang!" Wind licked his jaws as differet thoughts came in his head. "Unless someone stands up to Shade without, he will fall." Wind meowed to himself. He turned around to where other tom was padding down. "Wait a mintute! I have a offer to give!" Wind called, a bright blue fire burning in his eyes.
|
|
|
|
Post by Storm on Aug 31, 2011 18:55:04 GMT -5
ooc;; Did you chenge WInd's age?
Jason rolled his eyes and turned around to face Wind. "What do you want?" he asked, curiosity beginning to crawl through out his pelt. He wasn't much in the mood to have a friendly conversation with a stranger, even so after his horrifying encounter with Spike.
|
|
|
|
Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 31, 2011 18:59:11 GMT -5
((*sweats* err, no. I'll do that right after this))
Wind blinked, his frosty blue eyes digging deep into the other tom's eyes. "Look, I hate Shade for what he's doing to the Alleyways. He thinks only the strongest can surive, but everyone desevers a chance to live. However, I need help in order to bring him down. Will you be willing to kill Shade for peace?" the gray tabby asked, standing proudly on his long legs. His eyes gleamed with a bright shine, something computly differert from any other person's eyes.
|
|
|
|
Post by Storm on Aug 31, 2011 19:24:30 GMT -5
ooc;; I got a new chat box, I think it's great. est it out! 
Jason looked thoughtful and stood in silence for a long time. "Yes," he grunted finally. Shade was tyrant, and his flea-bitten pelt shouldn't be torturing innocent cats just like Jason. "He doesn't deserve to live." he added, a hint of a growl in his voice.
|
|
|
|
Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 31, 2011 19:50:39 GMT -5
Wind nodded. "Thank you. By the way, what is your name comrade?" he asked, licking one of his blood-stained paws.
((lame!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
|
|
