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Torrential downpours cause localized flooding and many upset cats. Along with these frequent rain, from gentle drizzles to heavy rainfall, there seems to be a flux of Magicka drawn in particular to water sources. Occasional jet streams of warm air make narrower tunnels harder to navigate. On occasion, the rain intensifies, becoming howling storms with sleet or large hail. However, the temperatures overall are a little warmer, with snow and ice in temperate caves somewhat receding.
Feb 03 2017, 12:17 AM (This post was last modified: Feb 03 2017, 12:22 AM by Arkrael.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 89% RESTORED TO 100%
Tentatively Arkrael stepped through the darkness, slowly making her way through a place someone very dear to her heart had called home during a very dark time. Eyes searched the darkness, ears twisting and listening closely to any sound that could be heard. She knew...she knew he was no longer her. His stone dangled around her neck entwined into entricate vines that she had Pheo help her make. No longer did his scent linger within Orion, but still...- Still the idea of Hasira roaming these caves sent every last nerve ending on high alert. The sensations left a bad aftertaste in her jowls and she was quick to try and wetten her mouth.
It had been what felt like a lifetime since Arkrael had traversed through this room, but something had insisted. Something deep inside of her had tugged and pulled until she had finally answered the call. So now here she was, wrapped in a shroud of darkness, roaming through Orion. Looking for only god knew what and all she wanted to do was go home. Well, perhaps not home. No. No, she would most likely return to Cetus and right back towards Ghanyarah. A smile tugged at the edges of her muzzle as her mind floated over the thought of that dragon. He had been a friend since she was a pup, and now it seemed he was her solace.
A sound quickly shook Arkrael from her thoughts and she jerked to a stop and lifted her head. Eyes narrowed as she pricked her ears up to try and hear it again. Nothing. She felt a rumble bubbling up in her throat as she lashed her whip-like tail around. If she could not hear them...then she would feel them...
Her gem sparked to life, humming and vibrating against her chest and almost Instantly the sensation of others' gem's came to her. Their own unique vibration that their gems emitted. Her nose wrinkled up, tongue curling out to wet her nose to help catch more of the scents that may be close by. Something was close...and Arkrael wasn't sure she wanted to risk in assuming it was not hostile. In her experience...everything out of Orion was hostile...-
So for now she waited, bracing herself for something that might come from the dark abyss surrounding her.
Feb 03 2017, 12:37 AM (This post was last modified: Feb 03 2017, 12:45 AM by Mosi.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 89% RESTORED TO 100%
how come i've never seen your face round here?
i know every single face round here
---
He was waiting, stretched out on top of the throne like some lounging hound of hell. His four eyes were closed as he allowed himself to rest but even as he slept his ears remained alert as well as some sort of sixth sense... which caused him to open his eyes and look towards the Forum. His four eyes narrowed. He could see nothing in the darkness but something seemed off. A rumble formed in his throat along with an aftertaste of a sort of excitement that someone might be in his kingdom. Was it Kin-Kin returning with new creatures? The thought sent a shiver of joy up his spine as he proceeded to roll off of the throne.
He tapped into his magic and the world flared to life, illuminating the darkness and allowing him to see the world better. In the distance at the Forum he could see a shape moving and that was where he angled himself, picking up to a trot to intercept the canine form. In the darkness it was hard to make out what exactly sort of canine it was but he knew from the lack of a glow that it certainly wasn't Kin-Kin. Then who exactly was this stranger?
He came up to the circular platform, standing opposite the she-creature with four eyes focused intently on her. His ears tilted forward curiously, nose twitching as he picked up her scent and finally he spoke, "Welcome to my domain, the Room of Stars. Have you come to assistant in rebuilding the city and to help with the gods' work?" His long tail flicked behind him as he waited to see what exactly this gal's answer would be.
It wasn't long before the sensation of another's gem drew closer and closer. And with each step closer this creature drew towards her, Arkrael felt the thick mane of fur startt to bristle up. Muscles tensed as she focused her whole attention on one singular spot. It wasn't long before the darkness seemed to darken around a certain area and she narrowed her eyes as her lips pulled back away from her fangs. A warning snarl rumbled in her chest as she waited anxiously.
Soon enough a voice split through the silent darkness. His words floated through her ears and for some reason...a particular word struck a nerve. Gods? It sent a dark anger racing down her spine as she felt her claws dig through the ground. "I am here...to help no one," She snarled lowly as she lowered her head. "And you can shove your gods straight up your ass! There is no such thing!"
There would have been a time where she would have been shocked by her violent response. Alas, she could not be fucked to care in this moment. What good were the Gods? What did they possibly do but cause sickness and mayhem?! When she had last pleaded for their aid, when she had begged and sobbed for their help to cure Vazi...-
They didn't exist! Not a damned thing could ever change her mind on the subject.
how come i've never seen your face round here?
i know every single face round here
---
Why did his politeness so often backfire? First it was with that stupid horse and now it was with this canine. One who was made after the gods' own image, here she was spewing blasphemies and profanities from her wretched mouth. Mosi's lips curled upwards, long canines become exposed and cleaning against the low light sparking at his muzzle. Her words caused anger to bubble up in his chest and green slime to pool from his mouth in an automatic response. To be frank, he was not pleased and soon a snarl erupted from his maw. "Such insolence." His gruff voice rumbled, "It will not go unpunished."
His claws clicked out out of their sheathes as he stepped forward, slowly closing the distance between them. "You speak as if you know about the gods but you don't, pup!" He snarled "pup" like it was intended to be a verbal slap. "If you knew anything you would know that you speak to a god. I am the God of Stars and I do not appreciate your words. I will allow you one chance to take back what you said and I will lessen your punishment otherwise you will face immense torment at my fangs." Claws stopped clicking on the stone as he drew to a stop a few feet away. "Your choice, girl!" And there, he waited. To see what she would do. He doubted it would be the sensible thing and already his defenses slid into place, body lowering and head dropping to protect his throat while his maw opened with the slime dripping freely from his lips.
*warning THERE IS SOME BAD LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. YOU WHINE ABOUT IT...SUCK IT UP. YOU WERE GIVEN A WARNING.
Pup!? GIRL?! Her nose scrunched up, baring the front of her fangs as her tongue slid out in a raged snarl. The audacity this creature dare speak to her. Yet...as the words sunk in on him claiming to be a god suddenly grasped her attention and before she could attempt to hold it in laughter struck out form her. Rich and full of dark humor. "You?! A God!? I have never heard anything more ridiculous! A pup like you....that's so laughable. I'm almost embarresed for you."
Her laughter continued, but it was soon replaced with a violent snarl. "You must have really hit your head when you emerged from your chrysalis," she popped her jowls aggressively at him, daring him to challenge her words again. She wasn't in the mood for some hot-headed fuck twat who was so high on their horse they thought themselves a god. "Come at me! If you're such a god as you say you are...then prove it," The challenge was given and Arkrael was ready. She needed a good fight. She needed to release this pent up emotions. And this wanna-be god was the perfect candadite.
how come i've never seen your face round here?
i know every single face round here
---
Well, so much for lessening the punishment. The wolf not only kept up with her rude words but she had the audacity, the absolute nerve, to laugh in his face. Caught off-guard by the sudden action his head lifted, eyes widening in incredelousness. He said nothing else yet, lips simply curving upwards to reveal the full length of those sharp fangs. A growl rumbled in his throat, growing louder and louder by the minute as she continued to speak and --as far as he was concerned-- dig herself a nice deep hole.
One that he would gladly bury her in.
No sooner had she laid out the challenge did he take action. She wanted him to prove it. Fine. He would. Never before had he shied away from a fight and he had no intention of doing so now. He crouched with ears pinned and after a moment of calculation, he leaped at her with jowls slavering and mouth opened to bite her neck with as much force as he could. He wanted to chomp down on it throw her to the ground with his momentum and superior weight.
She wanted a fight. She had one.
Round I of V Mosi vs Arkrael
Attack: Grab Arkrael's neck and throw her on the ground.
Defenses: Jaws open, ears pinned
Injuries: None
Feb 03 2017, 02:14 AM (This post was last modified: Feb 03 2017, 02:34 AM by Arkrael.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 85% RESTORED TO 100%
Arkrael's body tensed when she heard him suddenly lunge and reflexively she roared, peeling her jowls apart to expose all her pearly white fangs. He came quicker than she had imagined. A quick rush of air caught in her throat, but almost immediately her gem flashed to life and in a split second the metal that lingered in the stones beneath her paws burst from the ground. Crawling quickly up her legs and quickly hardening around her neck, chest, and skull just as the brute's large jowls tried to puncture her vulnerable throat. She grunted as she felt a few fangs slip past the armor and a threatening snarl ripped from her chest as she was forced back from his momentum. She snapped her jowls at his face, trying to get a bite in as she kicked her paws the moment her back thudded against the ground. All the while she kept her armor up, refusing him the joy of sinking his fangs into her neck. She had gone through that before...she wasn't about to live through that agony again.
Round I of V Mosi vs Arkrael
Attack: Snapping fangs at Mosi's face, claws and kicking feet at his gut,
Defenses: Metal armor protecting her neck.
Injuries: None
how come i've never seen your face round here?
i know every single face round here
---
He barreled into her, fangs snapping and jaws oozing as he attempting to wrong his jowls around her neck. While he managed to get his jaws around them with he noticed that something strange happened. Instead of meeting soft flesh he felt the hard, rocky aftertaste of stone along with a painful "crack" as his teeth closed around it. This was something he didn't want to keep grabbing with his fangs at all. So, while he managed to push her back a bit it wasn't enough and ultimately he decided to let go, falling back as he felt the brush of the female's own fangs against his muzzle. He didn't want to take unnecessary damage when he was dealing none to his opponent. Her teeth slid harmlessly through his fur as he danced away, legs bending and tail head lowering to protect him again. He would have to regroup here, and think of a better attack...
He attempted to circle her then, trying to ease around to one of her flanks. He could see decently well in the dark with his magic aiding his sight, but what about her? How well could she plot against his defenses and counteract him if he rushed her? His tail swished as he decided upon his course of action.
With a snarl he lunged, mouth open to protect his throat but he didn't bite this time. Instead he rushed her, throwing himself forward as fast with his shoulder prone and head off to the side as he attempted to pummel into her side and knock her to the ground, he wanted her on the earth so that he could have a superior position and hopefully rip into her where she would be far less powerless against his greater bulk.
Round II of V Mosi vs Arkrael
Attack: Tackle Arkrael's side, knock her to the ground.
Defenses: Jaws open, Ears pinned, Head to the side
Injuries: Sore mouth
Feb 03 2017, 04:18 PM (This post was last modified: Feb 03 2017, 04:29 PM by Arkrael.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 75% RESTORED TO 100%
Her effort to get him off her was successful and the moment the large beast removed himself from her she instantly rolled to her paws and twisted around to keep herself facing the beast. A snarl rumbled in her chest as she narrowed her eyes. He came quick, probably too quickly for her to respond yet another flash of her gem made her aware of her Magicka's quick reaction. Almost instantly a small rumbling beneath her feet began to shake the ground and within a few seconds, the ground began trembling and shaking even worse. She grunted when the male managed to slam into her side and cause her to skid along the ground. With a snarl, she retaliated as the earth began to seize up, perhaps not as much as she would have liked, but it would be enough hopefully. She lunged at him, jowls peeled open wide as she made to aim for the closest piece of flesh to sink her fangs into.
Round II of V Mosi vs Arkrael
Attack: IF earthshatter works. take advantage of
Defenses: SHAKE UP THE GROUND. TRIP HIM UP. Last round for her armor to remain intact.
Injuries: small punctures in her neck
Feb 03 2017, 04:39 PM (This post was last modified: Feb 03 2017, 04:40 PM by Mosi.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 77% RESTORED TO 100%
how come i've never seen your face round here?
i know every single face round here
---
He felt his shoulder slam into her side, knocking her off-kilter. He was about to go in with his fangs when he suddenly felt the ground underneath him heave. It shook uncontrollably and the sudden action had him digging in his claws and focusing on keeping himself on his feet. What was this wizardry? Some sort of magic from the she-wolf? No other explanation for this sort thing. He snarled in annoyance, irritated that he had to hold off his attack to keep himself righted and on his paws but his focus on the ground left him open to attack which he felt it in his left shoulder when the fangs of the wolfess locked around it.
It wasn't a particularly deep wound but he could feel the blood oozing from it all the same. He growled in pain and anger as he swung his head around, deciding to use the close proximity to his advantage. His jaws opened wide with the bottom one dropping down much like a snake's as it widened to its full length. Then, pushed his head forward and aimed to lock his jaws around her back with as much force as he could. He could feel the gem on his muzzle tingling as he went in for the bite.
Round III of V Mosi vs Arkrael
Attack: Poison bite Arkrael's back.
Defenses: Jaws open, Ears pinned, Claws dug into the ground
Injuries: Sore mouth, Modereate bite wound on left shoulder
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