ORIGIN - Come at me BRO

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A smirk curled across her features as her fangs sunk into the brute’s should, however it didn’t last long before she felt the peircing agony when the beasts jowls came around and dug deep into her back. A strange mixture of a snarl and a yowl escaped the hellhound as she lashed her tail around and released her hold on Mosi’s shoulder. She shoved against him, attempting to force him to release her, but the more she struggled the more his fangs seemed to dig in. A snarl rumbled deep and quickly she called upon her next best bet.

Wind suddenly picked up around them, picking up it’s pace as it picked up debri and rock alike. Before long the wind spun around her almost like a tornado, turning rock and debri into small shards of glass until they were sharp enough to start piercing into Mosi. The barrage of glass flying around her, catching mosi in it’s path, was hopefully enough to let this bastard release her...and once he did he better be ready. She was growing extremely annoyed with this fight and was ready for it to end.

Round III of V
Mosi vs Arkrael

Attack: Fill him with painful sharp glass
Defenses: None at the moment.
Injuries: Small puncture on neck. Large bite gashes on her back,

words:
tagged: @Mosi
ooc:
muse:

"Talking"
Thinking looks like this...

how come i've never seen your face round here?
i know every single face round here

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He felt his fangs digging into her flesh along with the salty aftertaste of blood washing over his tongue. The slime from his maw oozed around his mouth as he kept his fangs locked onto her, willing his maw to close tighter and tighter at the sound of her yowls of pain. He could feel her wiggling and writhing beneath him in a bid to make him let go but it wouldn't work so easily. No, there was no way he would release his grip now. He had her and he wasn't going to let go.

At least, that's what he thought...

Then, he felt a whirlwind start up. It whipped his fur around and at first he was able to withstand it but then the pain started. It was like a thousand bees were digging into his coat and stinging everywhere that they could get at. Ears, nose, jaws, tail, no where was safe. He could feel an involuntary scream ripping out of his muzzle which ended up making him let go.

His ears were near invisible against his skull now as he tried to tuck them and keep them safe while his eyes they completely closed to protect them. He couldn't see anything that was going on now, all he wanted was to keep the stinging bees or whatever they were from hurting his most vulnerable parts. Was this that damned wolf's doing? He didn't know but he had to do something.

He snarled, body lifting up as he stood on his hind paws while he backed away. He swiped at the air in front of him like a mad beast but wasn't directing his attacks at anything in particular, just trying to ward the wolf away and hopefully connect his claws with something should she go in at this vulnerable moment but with a cruel turn of events she didn't have to. The large beast ended up miss-stepping and falling over onto his back with a loud "oof". He could see nothing and now with the heavy landing he was completely stunned while he lay there and tried to regain his bearings.

Round IV of V
Mosi vs Arkrael

Attack: Swiping at the air in front of him with his claws.
Defenses: Eyes closed, Ears pinned, Flailing, Backing away
Injuries: Sore mouth, Moderate bite wound on left shoulder, Numerous cuts and gashes across his entire body, Glass everywhere... ow

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304+ | notes | @Arkrael

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

an empire falling in just one day

you close your eyes and the glory fades

ready aim fire away...

With relief Arkrael felt his fangs slip free from her back. Blood bubbled and pooled out in thick globs from the puncture wounds, matting through her thick mane and down over her much shorter, velvety fur. Anger boiled in her sinister eyes as she continued to push the shard storm into effect as she watched him back away until ultimately falling to his back. Though...something was amiss. Her vision was starting to grow blurry and another grunting snarl escaped the hellhound as she quickly thought of her next attack. He was stunned on the ground and her whirlwind of deadly glass shards was fianllly starting to slowly down until the shards ultimately clattered towards the ground and shatter loudly.

She needed to keep him in place...- Needed to figure out why her body suddenly felt very woozy. Her top lip quivered up as her gem vibrated and hummed loudly against her chest. She called the gems hiding under the stone beneath their paws. Urged them to her call and do as she wished. She would imprison him hopefully, creating pillars of gems to encase and wrap together towards the top so that he would have no escape. She had no desire to kill him...just yet, but she was not about to allow him the same luxury when a strange sensation was slowly starting to build within her being.

Round IV of V
Mosi vs Arkrael

Attack: BARRICADE HIM. PUT THAT BETCH IN JAIL
Defenses: None at the moment.
Injuries: Small puncture on the neck. Large bite gashes on her back, poison slowly starting to set in.

words:
tagged:@Mosi
ooc:
muse:

"Talking"
Thinking looks like this...

Character: Mosi
Age: +8 (Cycle 8)
Magic Level: +3 (Brawler)

ROUND 1
Attempt: +14
Penalties: -0

ROUND 2
Attempt: +10
Penalties: -0

ROUND 3
Attempt: +17
Penalties: -0

ROUND 4
Attempt: +1
Penalties: -0

Total: 53

Character: Arkrael
Age: +21 (21 Cycle)
Magic Level: +5 (Master)

ROUND 1
Attempt: +14
Penalties: -0

ROUND 2
Attempt: +10
Penalties: -0

ROUND 3
Attempt: +18
Penalties: -0

ROUND 4
Attempt: +10
Penalties: -0

Total: 73

WINNER: Arkrael

how come i've never seen your face round here?
i know every single face round here

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His whole body hurt and he wanted nothing more than to rip his fangs into the wolf who dared batter him like his. His body trembled as he tried to right himself and was just about to do so... until he felt the earth around him shake. He looked around, a panicked whine escaping his throat as he couldn't figure out what was about to happen. Then, sharp spires seemed to erupt from the ground. They narrowly missed piercing his flesh but still having something so deadly suddenly come from the ground sent a shock of fear up the beast. He dropped to the ground and covered his head with both of his paws until everything fell silent.

He lifted one paw from his head and looked upwards to see sharp crystal spires encircling him. Huh? He swiftly stood up, ignoring the piercing pain of the glass as his body moved. One forepaw lifted, paw reaching up to wrap around a spire to hold and then tug at it.

It wouldn't move.

A growl eased from his throat as he realized that he was put into a prison of these things. How on earth was he to get out? "YOU STUPID BITCH! LET ME OUT!" He roared, rising onto his rear legs to slam his forepaws against the crystal spires but to no avail. He was caught fast. "COWAAAAARD! He howled, spittle flying forth from his maw and coating his tomb.

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241 | notes | @Arkrael

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

an empire falling in just one day

you close your eyes and the glory fades

ready aim fire away...

Arkrael smirked violently as she had to close one eye. A sudden wave of light-headedness had slowly spun her into a daze and for a moment she thought she was going to lose her footing. Shaking her had Arkrael lifted herself up tall and proud, her smirk only growing as she listened to his screaming when he realized he would not be getting free anytime soon. A chaotic laugh escaped the hellhound as she lashed her tail around. Even as her skin started to feel prickly she held his gaze as he screamed and cursed at her. Snarling and spittling everywhere. "Who's the God now...Bitch," She smirked venomously, her voice carrying on an echo of eariness that hadn't been heard since the time she had fallen sick with madness.

It was the last thing Arkrael would remember as her body soon gave in to the poison. Her vision faded out first and soon her body slowly fell to a limp pile with a loud thud. A loud clanking was heard, bouncing away from the hellhounds now unconscious body before all fell silent save for the sounds the so called God was creating.

words:
tagged:@Mosi
ooc:
muse:

"Talking"
Thinking looks like this...

It had been a while since he'd gone wandering since his last incident. He only now worked up the courage to take himself to a room that he was quite fond of. Orion, the place where he'd said the First Dragon had been born and where the riders of old lived. He didn't know whether or not the stories were actually true but at this moment in time it wasn't important. What was important was the sound of conflict he could hear in the wind and with it the sour taint of blood. He could feel the beast in him stirring, wanting to wake and take control but he'd recently gorged himself and was able to tamp down the feeling. He forced himself to concentrate and listen to the conflict ahead simply because he recognized one of the voices. It was a wolf that lived in Eridanus, one that he'd previously fought with as a younger dragon but one who he now was on neutral terms with.

He knew she was in trouble, knew that whatever beast was in there with her was causing her trouble... He had to do something, he had to prove that he wasn't just a rabid beast with a taste for blood. He could help. He could do something good.

He stepped out into Orion and spread his wings to take flight, following the scent of blood while he forced himself to stay in control. It wasn't hard to find her due to the scent and the sound of enraged screaming and howling. He could see some beast trapped in a crystal prison while the wolf lay passed out before him. Blood oozed from her back and coated the battlefield. He blinked, staring at it for a moment before he shook his head and snapped out of it. No time for that.

He dove down amid the wreckage and set out to righteously kidnap the black canine. He grabbed her with his forepaws and gently picked her up and cradled her against his pink chest scales. The best in the crystal cage reached a new crescendo in noise, screaming something about being a god and how he'd have his revenge. Whatever, he didn't much care and in fact...

Baratheon turned his head and let out a fierce roar, the loud noise easily drowning out anything the beast had to say and actually succeeded in quietening him for a few seconds. A few seconds that he took to fly away back to one of the tunnels. The wolf needed help and he knew of a few gembounds in Cetus who could provide it.

words: 437
tagged: @Zelena Mosi Arkrael
ooc: -exit Baratheon and Arkrael-
muse: 5/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

Goddess of the Moon
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For a few more days Zelena remained in Monoceros, continued on with her exploration of the place before she had ultimately decided it was probably time to return to her brother. Egahi, her precious Moon Child, had stayed with her for the ride and Zelena had to admit she quite adored the moon kissed snake. However, it was about time that she returned and checked on the state of her brother. She could only imagine he would be free of his confines, but there was still that chance to find that he was still deep in his slumber. Paws moved over stone silently, stalking further into Orion. Nostril's flared as the scent of blood was quick to taint her sense and with a flick of her tongue over her nose she found the scent relatively familiar...yet not all in one go.

Her nose quivered, peeling back over sharp canines as she felt her fur start to bristle and stiffen along her neck and spine. Egahi, who slumbered quietly wrapped loosely around her neck and tucked into the thick fur of her mane, remained unresponsive. Which was probably a good thing. Zelena had craved the sweet embrace of slumber as well, but she had decided to wait until their return to her home. To her return to her beloved brother. Yet, now she knew sleep would not come so easily this time. Her paws picked up the pace, hurrying along as she could just start to hear a familiar voice screaming and roaring in an anger.

Even when a roar from a beast split the room, echoing loudly, the creature did not pause her pace. In fact, it made her pace quicken to a swift run. It wasn't long before she found herself in the Arena and pure rage burned behind her bright amber eye. The mix of her brother's blood, as well as that of another, was thick in the air and as she continued further it wasn't long before her paws were stepping in the now cold liquid. Finally, Zelena found herself facing a barricade of gem pillars. Piercing into the sky as far as she could see in this shroud of darkness. Alas, the gems were not her main focus. It was who was inside the prison that her eyes glued upon.

"Brother..." her voice was dark and sinister, purring a demand for the creature to calm himself so she could get some words from him. She was happy to know that her brother was awake but absolutely livid to find him in the state he was in. Blood dribbled from as many wounds as her eyes could see on his entire body. "What is the meaning of this?!" finally she snapped at him, once again demanding an answer as to what was going on. All the while her horns flashed with a sudden light as her bright amber eyes lit up as her magicka was quickly called upon.

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tagged| @Mosi
muse|

"Talking"
Thinking

God of the Stars
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At the sudden appearance of the massive dragon and the sudden fainting of his foe the self-proclaimed god was beside himself with rage. He yelled every profanity he could think of at the massive white beast, only to stop when the thing roared at him. He fell silent, tail threatening to slide between his legs as it collected the black wolf and went on its way. After the dragon was out of sight the beast continued his raging and screaming, slamming his forepaws against the crystal prison vainly as it attempted to break out.

His attempts resulted in nothing and he only became more and more angry as time went on. It wasn't until he heard the familiar voice of his sister that he came to a stop, sliding back down to all fours and trying to peer between the spires. Was... Was it really her? He turned his head to the side peering out of the bars and finally setting eyes on her dark form with her beautiful glowing markings and magnificent horns. It was her. At long last!

A pitiful whine escaped his throat as his tail began to wag and he pawed at the crystals like a dog seeing its human home for the first time in months. He pressed his nose against the crystals, trying to shove it out and get at her but he couldn't, he could only let his bright green tongue flash out in an attempt to touch her that would never work. "Sister..." He whined as his claws continued to scratch at the stones.

"What is the meaning of this?!" His ears pinned and his tail, formerly wagging, began to tuck at the accusatory tone. What had happened? Why he'd gotten beaten by some sort of mutt and then imprisoned by the same mutt. He felt powerless to do anything and even weaker now that his sister had just shown up to see his failure. He lowered his head, stepping back until his rear brushed up against the crystals behind him. "I... Some sort of wolf-beast. She... She imprisoned me in this but I... I made her faint. She will not forget about us so quickly if she even lives." He finished lamely, not daring to meet the glowing gaze of his sister. Here they were at their first reunion and he had to disappoint her with a fight lost...

"It is good to see you again, My Moon." He could feel the effects of her magick pulling at his wounds, easing the pain and helping to heal them. He decided to try to stimulate his own magick and help the wounds on his body even further. His stone tingled and glinted as he pulled upon his reserves of magicka and felt the wounds that littered his body try to fix themselves. He could hear the tiny pattering of glass as it eased out of his body and onto the ground around him. A sigh of relief came from his maw as the minor injuries healed and the bigger ones began to clot.

words| 511
tagged| @Zelena
ooc| ---
muse| 5/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

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His explanation came quickly as he was all but trying to reach her through her imprisonment. Yellow orbs narrowed, but she stepped closer even as he seemed to retreat to the further reaches of his prison. This wolf-beast he spoke of caused an eerie growl to rumble deep in her chest as all six of her tails lashed from side to side. "If she fainted...then where is she now?" She growled her question in aggiation. Aggiation that was not neccisarily directed at her brother, but more so at the insolent fool who dared fight and trap her brother in such a way.

Though her growl seemed to dissipate as Mosi spoke again and she hummed easing herself closer. "And it is good to see you again, too, my precious Star," she purred in an affectionate way as she easily poked her head through the gems, even as her horns tried to make it a little more complicated. Slowly, but surely, she eased herself through the widest spread of the gems and found herself inside the prison with her brother and she took no hesitance to affectionately nuzzle her nose throw his fur. "Now, lets see about getting you free of this prison," Zelena finally chuckled as she glanced around at the gems. There had to be something that would break the gems into shards to release him.

She knew there was nothing in her magical capabilities that would assist in destroying the gems. There had to be a way, though. A frown marred her features as her tails twitched thoughtfully. Obviously, his brute strength did little to help break the gems. Which meant something much stronger had to come and break it. Too bad that she-beast was no longer here. She'd just...convince the cur to take it down...

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"Talking!"
Thinking...

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