Don't try it ;; Part 2

[Jenga]

Chassis shook off the debris left over from the eve storm from the night before, though, the driftwood remained in a placid state on the pale bankside. Miniscule asaifa romulus floated over the champagne fireball that rested in the crook of the welkin, foliage from the mainland wood rustling heavily in the breeze, their bamboo walls twisting from over time. Ah yes. The toy femm. Throaty chuckle escaped chasm of the mogul, lucid wingspan unfurling, and dipping neatly into the transparent liquification. Oils rebuilt into the feathered nearly instantaneously, apex constantly drifting over to either coves. Joy. I live, yet again, to see another morn of the unnamed, and Tala brawl during the feast. How gorgeous this'll be. If only Yvonnet could truly see this. Once again, chuckle escaped the mug of the lupe, wingspan fanning, thence settling to charred sides of the masculi. Tala, Wench, rise from your slumbers. The morn has arrived, and the conflict of the night has passed. The brutus sneered, salmon pink enveloped between enamels gleaming. Pace was quickened, as he passed by the two caverns at a two-beat, haste picked into a somewhat limping saunter down the bank, and toward the pointe. Did you not understand me, coeds? I said RISE! Banner was held high, the hunt, the prey, the pressure now all fell upon his shoulders, lanters surveying the shimmering Acamar. Ew. If only the heavens could close, and the dead of night appear once more, over the looming abode of the twilight. I hesitate not to leave you behind, my delicate minxes. Hurry along, or all the feasts of the morning shall be long since passed, due to oversleeping. Gaze was set backward, toward the cave of the untitled hussy, then turning once back toward the alphae grove, annoyance flustering over his bod.

The trees have eyes, lasses! The longer you wait- Sariph nearly refused to continue, as a small flock of flight creatures took to the skies from the bamboo thicket, their exotic pigmentation not quite the best camoflauge between the wedges of the wood, the greenery and gallows of the florescant shredded between voids. Twin zeniths swivveled, the czar beckoning once more to the wenches, before personally entering both caverns, and awakening them himself. There would be a certain; reward, for whomever suceeded into their hunting fashion, but seemingly so far, none were of the escencce, and needed to be properly ajerned to their awakening. My God. Get UP belles, there is much to do! Awaken yourselves, before thou is forced to go with famine for the eve!

o o c: Eh.

[blizzard]

I am here.[/b]

She was in icy water, drenched in the frigid substance. She was at the murky bottom of the lake, and the aqua swirled around her. Dark emerald weeds grew in the dark, damp places. Fur rippled 'round her corpse, and she looked up, up to the surface of the water, where it broke and turned into sky. She tried to swim upward, but something was chaining her. She was losing air. She reached. She must break the surface of the water.

Sleep abandoned the belle who lay inside the den meant for the main harem members. Audit twitched as she heard the calls of Jenga, trying to awaken Tala and herself. Her flank rose and fell in a gentle, steady motion. Then everything from the day before came flooding back. Her hate for Tala had stayed with her through the night, though it had lessened because she had not seen the fem. But now it returned. The fires of rage. Blizzard dug her claws into the loam and rose. She lifted a paw, and deposited it on the geo. The vix took a couple more steps. Indeed, a slight soreness from the night-before's fight had crept into her limbs. She felt as though her muscles were tyed together untidely and with too short a string.

What do you want?[/b]

She shook the debris that had collected on her hide during sleep, remenents of a few days ago's storm. Her coat was ruffled after her shake, so she took the liberty to swipe her taster over her pelt a couple times. Blizzard continued out of the den, and halted near the one cursed Jenga. She was rather pleased to see that Tala had not awoken yet. Cursed lyrics escaped her, this time not so rude, nor spiteful.Is Tala here yet? It was a question that she really did know the answer to, but how wonderful it would be to taunt Tala if she came late.

OOC: bad, bad, bad!

[Jenga]

Occuli loomed to the one of the two porcelain figurines of one of his ragdolls. The noname. Diagnostics leaned forth, and toward the seriph's rear, in constant motion between the duo of the positions. No. She isn't, wench. Nice of you to make it on such short notice. Sarcasm spilled from the brute's trap, surveying the femme again. Recover enough from yesterday evening to protrude with this morning's event, noname? Smirk slid over maw gently, never turning into a sharp grin, or the like. -Hunting. Gaze shifted to the small, eroded bluff upon which he stood, to the other side, a second bluff, not quite close enough to leap. Before we exit the inner boundaries of the Coastal Acamar, I suggest that you reveal your dubbance, at once. Lest you wish to be called Noname for the rest of your days. Nod was given, and the czar continued to look toward the outer, hunting sector of the terra. Scouting is to begin soon, you best prepare yourself for a day of hauling carcasses for the next famine back and forth, through the liquid, over the land, dropping it, hunting again; creating a pile in the alphae cavern. Audits thrust forth, pads leaving the boulder, and sending the frame of the lupe towards the sanded bank once again. Go, exercise along the beachfront. I will wait for Tala to awake. Glare was shot toward the unknown femm, then toward the pointe. Lanterns swivvelling once more toward the cavern, and the debris laying before it.

Move it, minx. You'll need to start rising earlier, wench. There are several days of this we'll be going through, until nearly half the population of Acamar's prey is gone. Remember, for the smallest creatures, we have no hearts for them. We are supreme, and- Sentence was cut off by the welkin stirring once again, dial sifting over toward the bamboo thickets, as they rustled in the heavy skies, the stench of loathe, and deceased creation following just behind it. Hurry, and get out of my sight. Sit. Back. Enjoy. the. Show. There was nearly nothing holding back the bruj from entering the alpha den, and dragging out Tala herself, but, strength was needed for the hunting practice ahead. Oh. Too. Close.

[blizzard]

She almost had to work hard to keep her orbs from rolling in their sockets. Almost. A quiet sigh escaped the vix, one that could not be heard by one of even the sharpest auds. Perhaps it was time she gave him her curse. Yet a string of reluctance tugged at her. To reveal her name would be to finalize her staying here. A smirk split her mug, but her trap opened and lyrics were released all the same. Indeed. And my dubbance is Blizzard. Her plume whisked over the loam, and auds twisted to catch the brute's following words.

Blizzard followed his orders. She was part of Acamar now, was she not? A servent to Jenga and Tala. Breath was taken through her ebony hued nasal cavities, and released. It held the strong scent of Jenga, and that of Tala, and, she noticed, the fainter one of herself. Pray scent mingled with the other odors that rode the breeze. This made the saliva in her maw increase. Hunger knawed within her stomache. When had she last eaten?

She picked up a twice beat gait once more, and, however painfull, she trotted around the beachfront. Not a bit of the pain she felt was betrayed in her movements, nor her orbs. She was strong, and she was willing to hide suffering.. Anyways, she did not mind much as all.

Her pads sunk deep into the sand, slowing her movements. It made each stride twice the effort, with the fine grains dragging at her paws. Probably what Jenga had intended. But she betrayed nothing. At. All.

Blizzard broke into a slow run, the beat of her movement changing. That lazy Tala. They must go out to hunt. Insults for Tala popped up easily in her mind. Her thoughts were poisened, dead and black. And so was her mind. And her heart? Cold as stone.

OOC: really bad

[Jenga]

[chanceyblizzardfalcon]

OOC: but she's gone for a week..

[Jenga]

Ah, that's right. She said she'd post today, though.. oh well. Postie coming.

[Tala]

ill post when i get back! just say that Tala had buisness to take care of!!

[Jenga]

The alphess had perhaps already left Acamar for the day, or needed the rest. From what, he wasn't completely positive, but, it was best to give her the rights she deserved as he had, and, it would be a good opportunity too keep the huntress Blizzard a good distance from his mate. Without mention, the czar lept from the boulder, and signaled the coed to follow after his lead acrossed the river, and into the field they had crossed before. We leave her to her business, then. If you wish to dine, you'll follow. Wingspan extended, oily lucid texture took flight into the morn welkin, expanded, feathered snapping. Glass lanterns stared downward, glancing at the overlain murky texture of the liquid, with each splash of smooth caressing over its placement; the great fire splattered over its tops. Come, Blizzard. There is seemingly too much to do by my lonesome, if we are to collect a winter's feast in time. In time, he reached the higher peak, and touched down on Sector One, the ideal spot for small prey. In other words, a good place to start out upon, to test the skill of the echo, her stalking, as well as herding skill when it came to the Glade, and Bamboo terrace.

Just because I'm feeling generous, and slightly eager to gourge on something; I'm going to let you pick what we take; first on the menu. Oh, sweet. Rumba released from the chattering creatures of the early morn. Shame they just woke up, and are going to be torn permenantly. Salmon pink lolled from mug under the heat of the sun, its rays streaching into the golden fields, appearing their tips to be a bright amethyst pigment, though, it was just a distraction of the orb glaring at the day star for much too long. A colony of fieldmice bounded and weaved between the thicket, the brutus lowering himself into the woven grasses, covering his charred physique completely. Though, Blizzard still needed to pick which she was to hunt upon her own, there was never a deal that the lupe could never seek his own revenge upon the smaller sort of creature. My. Stained grin slinked across maw, but settled, globes concentrating on life before him. The small rodent, with its large mirrors, continued to bloom, just before the czar, saliva loosening toward the topography, lower jowel settling to pass off the other bits of sleep, and crusted of past meals. Banner flagged to Blizzard, to allow her to know of his presence, but it soon settled; if she didn't see him, too bad on her part. Come, my little compadre. What a little candy you'll be to me. Hm. Stay there, and save yourself the squealing. Though, a high-speed chase would certainly spark the caeser's morning. Instantly, the crowned swung a pad downward, trapping the small nape of the rodent between knives. With a thoughtful twist of the didgits, the spinal cord of the omen snapped, its petite visage going limp, and the czar retrieving it between enamels. Apex rose once more, The brutus trodding back toward the bankside. How delightful. Drop it off, head back out. Time to see the little ess preform, and prove herself. Dearest. What a fine candy you'll make. Both of you.

Pads led the brute from the alphae den, while visage had lowered to drop the small creaton, its pelt still leaving a rank stench of feces in the lupe's trap. Salmon pink overran jowels, gazing toward the porcelain femme Blizzard's frame, chaps continuing to move onwards.

ooc: Bad.

[blizzard]

Triangular audits flickered, pulling in the words the brute emmited. Politeness was not one of her vertues, but sometimes it was usefull. Very well. Tone was easy and relaxed, the fire inside her going down, down to the ashes. Tala was doing something els.. Left on her own, perhaps Blizzard could prove something to the brute. Something els was creeping into her emotions though, something odd, and.. Tickly. Perhaps she was warming up to Jenga, even if she told herself she wasn't. Perhaps it was having Tala to compete with.. Mmmm.. So, she would be aloud to chose their meal. Good choice, hellion.

Muscles rippled under Blizzard's milky hide as she lowered her weight, crouching. Haunches slipped back and forth, in an easy rhythme, not at all awkeward, the nature of a born hunter. Plume wagged over the ground, never touching her flank, never stirring the atmosphere. She had orbs only for one thing, the helpless rabbit that sat, not knowing the danger, apon the grass peppered geo. Poor thing, it never had a chance. the words in her brain were sarcastic, and an evil grin tugged at her mug. Trap split, tongue lolling over pealy cutters. Slow. She crept forewards, silent and easy. The beating of a tiny, rodent heart pounded in her acoustics.

Muscles bunched in Blizzard's haunches as she pounces. The vix went through the easy motions of the grabbing bit, and then her blades closed 'round her victim's neck and spine. S small crunch was heard as the vertibrae snapped, and the rabbit's head dangled useless. It was dead. Blood sunk into her maw, mettalic, crimson, and thich, refreshing her. But instead of eating, she picked up the carcass, and padded swiftly over to Jenga, dropping it on the loam. Saliva nearly dropped with it, but she managed to hide her hunger. Much stiffness had also evaporated from her gait, for the excersize had helped her.

OOC: Bahh!

[Tala]

Guess who is back???

[Jenga]

Tala! Mmk, you can post Next, since your back. >3

[Tala]

kk luff! post coming soon!!

[Chance]

(how about jenga posts since talaish is not here?)

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