The snake didn't speak. It did nothing, and it angered the pup. It's gem glowed though, and that was strange. Magick? Probably. Kavish barked a high pitched angry bark.

"Stop that, vile worm. I never told you that you could use pesky magic." He growled, his small body shaking with excitement.


"When I speak."

When I think.

@ΧΆΟΣ

May be M.

The sqeak spoke it's final words, reckoning that the serpent child back down. Foolish to think he could even demand let alone request this of she. Amused by his recoil, she chuckes while her curious stare dims to a sinister glare. She is final in her decision and sure of her intention. Thus she links powerfully to her core power, her amorous gem glowing even brighter forth an illuminating virdiscent fog.

Her mind silences other things as her senses slowly overwhelm. She must be quick yet official. Any sloppiness was unacceptable as her magick type had been sensitive. Effectively, she takes the bacteria of her choice then transports it swiftly to the pup. Placed just before his nostrils, she awaits his breath to assume the rest work.

She is confident that the cur doesnt suspect the nearly insvisbe army. Afterall, surely he hasn't seen her kind act before. She isn't concerned of what the mammal can do- only taking matters to her own accord.

Ooc: https://www.avma.org/public/PetCare/Pages/Leptospirosis.aspx

Kavish sneezed as something entered his nose. Suddenly, e felt sick. Very sick. The damn snake had poisoned him! Or infected him or something!

"Vile creature, what have you done!? What is this!? Why am I-" Kavsh spat, growling and snarling until he was cut off by a sudden surge of bile. Oh lord no. Opening up his small mouth, Kavish regurgitated everything he had eaten since he had hatched.

Looking up and shaking the vomit from his jaws, the small pomeranian glared up at the snake with a vengeance. "How dare you?" He growled, his voice low and menacing. He wanted to rip the snake from its skeleton. He wanted to feast on it for days until there was nothing left, not even the smallest none! He wanted the green thing to pay for what it had done.

Kavish began to shake. From the sickness or from rage, he did not know. Weakly, he took two steps forward, trying to attack. Another two steps. A few more. And now, he was right at the large anaconda. The small pup reached out to close his jaws around the snake, but instead, he collapsed, too weak to continue.


"When I speak."

When I think.

@ΧΆΟΣ

May be M.

His defeat had been a dissatisfaction to her. Mh.. a girl with such sinister value. She watches as her magick takes an unexpected,instant toll. Even then, she is merciless as her orchid eyes weep none; dispassion seething the mysterious midst of magenta from her orbs that never blink. "Finally......" Silence cherished.

As if made for this, the near teen grins a wicked grin, her reptilian orbs forsaking the dog's now still body. She inhales as if relieved, sighing through her nostrils as she slithers only a foot or two, making sure he will not reach her if he awoken. Brows forward, she sits upward for sometime, scrutinizing the puppy. Studying him.

Why was he so driven? What was this? This victory she won? An easy battle this cur had been. Surely a challenge was out there. And it awaited her victory. She learned of her adversaries and potency. They were strong. She is strong.

Her mind is finished contemplating, finished understanding as this was a lesson at her own pace & control. Chaos was not insane. She was unsane. To give this dog it's vitality back could mean the tables turned. Kavish, Kavish. Wont you belong to the serpent? Her power, her advantages could benefit him. Having him see this would help. So she goes for it, still as her gem vibrates a green light. A power she would attempt that he did not rightfully deserve.

Easily, she is linked to her power and her influence to purify him is even greater than that previous casted.
Both demonstrations of her magick potent, had Kavish thought about being.... friends? "I canz 'elp you." Her glare narrows.

Kavish twtched as he laid on the ground, hearing the snake's words. He hated them. He didn't need help. Help was something that one as strong as him, as powerful, did not need. He felt the sickness leave him, but his myopic mind-set wouldn't allow him to beleive that it was for anything but to mock him.

"Help is for those who are weak, snake. And I am not weak." Kavi growled, rising up slowly on trembling legs. He glared right back into Chaos's eyes, black staring into red. Kavish needed no help, wanted no help. He wanted to snap, but the magick of the snake greatly surpassed his own physical and magickal abilities.

Kavish back a few paw steps away from the anaconda, putting space in between them. He wanted to be able to get momentum for an attack if a fight broke out, or be able to dodge an attack. He needed room to fight. However, the pup wasn't ready for that yet. He'd wait until the first attack was made by CHaos, and then he'd strike.

"speak"

@ΧΆΟΣ

May be M.

Behold. Her anger, alive for the first time. Her brows furrow and her scales harden. Her blood feels hot, defying her cold blooded nature. She hisses, nearly screaming at the cur who backs away- preparing his later actions. Stupidity to notify her of this- as she is a comprehensive child. So she too, backs away; her body slithering higher on her perch that is of a yard(& counting) above from the small dog. Higher, she crawls. Taking precautions, she will not allow the mammal to reach her. Limbless but many tricks up her sleeve, she is creative. Reasonable.

He could jump perhaps. But that is a far jump. Even with her distance, her magick would prove less effective. And as she links, it is so. The static squirms of the many beings within the prokaryote domain come alive to her awarness again. Exhaustion of her power not yet there, amazingly.

"You were better sicken." No more will he have a chance to embody her forgiveness. A sure alignment that could've promised him a pedestal. She uses a more potent force, Nauseate. Orchid pink eyes nearly stare the cur down as she silently strikes, tempted to coil her great body around his small physique. She aggressively targets Kavish's stomach bacteria, slowly rising the negative bacteria to an extent. Surely not something to knock him out, but surely something that would progressively weaken him.

She is gradual but sure in what she does. She will cast again and again if she must to plague the mammal.

The small dog watched as the anaconda slithered back, rising up. The thing was massive, but Kavish would not let it intimidate him. The words it spoke angered him greatly. What did she mean by that?! What would she do?! The small dog let out a growl and glared defiantly at Chaos.

However, a rumble came from his belly. A low one, not of hunger either. He felt sick to his stomach, slowly, but steadily. Kavish groaned, glaring. "Knock this off, vile worm. Use fang and your coils, not magick. If it's a fight you want, let it be fair, fool." He snarled angrily. He hated that the snake held power like this. That it was stronger than him. That it could weaken him so easily.

The pup stepped back again, growling still. His white canines were bared, an ever angry and defiant look upon his face. The snake would not win.

"speak"

@χάος

May be M.

He whines for fairness. "I have tried to be fair. But az you've said, help is for the weak. You v'ill have no help, mut." She doesn't flaunt her pretty smile but shows a mysterious vengeance that clouds her; a sudden serious tone that took her from the lightheartedness she once had whilst coming here. Her gaze turns harsh while she let her darkest self come to light, aflame. Her vindictive power too much, too great. That even her previous, strategic aim had been completely altered, hypnotized by her wrath. A trance took place. She climbs a bit higher now.

Linking, angrily, she tries harder to sicken the animal. She grunts and frustrates- the subtle but stronger attack to him still unsatisfying. Wishes of a more moblie body swirling but she focuses on her magick. She turned to bear the 'cheater' player. The one with an advantageous nature.

She worsens his state of wellness- surely the progression of negative bacteria ate at him, nibbling away the strength he stored if he had any left. Still though, her magick is not as effective as it could've been. The pup must flee if he wished her to stop. As Cháos planned to exhaust her self to pour the many death notes upon the cur.

"V'hy must you go against me?" Her voice unnaturally content. Unbothered. Demonized and feminine. Scarily calm. As if she knew how this game would end.

She stares at the puppy, observant of him and crucially focused on he.

@kavish
*ooc: um this thread is super exciting and twisting. Lol