|
Post by EbonyPatriot on Apr 23, 2006 21:23:08 GMT -5
"Ah I see," cooes Tazer, settling back on his haunches. A sympathetic light gleams in his dark eyes. "I have no kits of my own, either. Tell me, what aren't you a parent?"
Now this sympathy act is just that: an act. As a psychopath, he (excluding Ferrum) cares for no beast but himself, feels for no beast but himself. Towards all others he feels (rarely) at best disinterest and (far more common) at best hatred.
|
|
|
Post by Night Bear on May 9, 2006 20:06:37 GMT -5
Thunderia-
Thunderia watched as Tazer distracted the bear. But she dare not attack until he gave the signal.
The bear tilted her head, almost puzzled by this wolverine's display of sympathy. She would have expected him to attack her, the least mock her. "Well, I...I don't know really." She managed to say. She risked taking one step closer. "But why do you ask?"
|
|
|
Post by EbonyPatriot on May 10, 2006 17:00:52 GMT -5
"Why?" Tazer's ears flatten in shock, his muzzles sags with pain. "Must I have a reason for caring about a fellow beast's pains? Are we not brothers and sisters all the same."
The Wolverine shakes his head. "Must I conceal my own feelings? Must I never have offspring, never have the joy of watching them grow; of knowing that they are mine? Must I never have a little heart beat because of me? Must I never have a mate? Must my bloodline die with, must my ancestors have died in vain? Must I never validate my existance? Oh Great Spirits!" he cries in a broken voice. His paw masks his eyes as the Gulo gulo's head tumbles down to his chest- which, incidentally, is his pack's signal to attack.
|
|
|
Post by Night Bear on May 27, 2006 11:05:37 GMT -5
Thunderia-
Thunderia watched, waiting patiently for the right time to attack. As she did so, the sow looked confused. Seemingly losing all fear, she came a little closer to Tazer. "I'm sorry if my question upset you." She said, although she was still tense. She felt something wasn't right.
|
|
|
Post by EbonyPatriot on May 27, 2006 14:30:17 GMT -5
"You are forgiven," sniffs Tazer, red-rimmed eyes glittering. "However, 'tis I who should be apologizing to you." With that, Tazer lunges, talons raised for the sow's eyes, jaws open to slash her sensitive nose.
|
|
|
Post by Night Bear on Jun 16, 2006 18:37:50 GMT -5
The sow's eyes widened, and she roared in pain when the claws and jaws hit their mark. She roared again and attacked to strike the wolverine to defend herself.
|
|
|
Post by EbonyPatriot on Jul 3, 2006 16:49:33 GMT -5
A frailing claw catches Tazer's side, forcing to open his jaws in a screech of pain; and thus fall to the hard earth, knocking the breath out of him. Blood splashes from his ribs, soaking a little in the dirt.
The rest of the pack lunges, managing to tear at her flanks and ribs before falling as well; for they not half as skilled at staying on as Tazer.
|
|
|
Post by Night Bear on Jul 29, 2006 0:41:26 GMT -5
Thunderia-
Thunderia lunges forward this time, and dug her claws into one of the bear's sides. As she bit down the sow roared in pain, and tried in vain to strike Thunderia, but failed to reach her.
The combined effort of Tazer and Thunderia had caused so much pain for the sow that she soon collapsed onto the ground. She was still alive, and struggled to get up.
|
|
|
Post by EbonyPatriot on Jul 30, 2006 22:18:11 GMT -5
At once the Pack springs back. Tazer, spitting to rid his mouth of the taste of his own blood, barks, "Slice her tendons!" As soon as the Wolverines start gnawing away at the sow's limbs.
Tazer hacks away the Bear's mane, sawing off the thick fur until the pale skin is revealed. The Wolverine draws back his head, fangs bared to slash through the throat.
Suddenly, in an action that so stuns the others, they actually disobey their leader's command, Tazer springs to the sow's skull. "You may deliver the final blow, Thunderia," he says.
Tazer, letting another take a victim's life? The Pack cannot belief it.
|
|
|
Post by Night Bear on Sept 1, 2006 22:06:36 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I forgot all about this RP. ^^;
BIC:
Thunderia-
Thunderia walked up to the sow slowly, her eyes narrowed, teeth bared. Part of her didn't want to do this, but she could not back down, not in front of the pack. She could see the sow's eyes, widened with fear, weak from the attacks. She couldn't move, she couldn't run, and she knew it.
The female wolverine clamped down onto the sow's throat. The sow tried to scream, but the wolverine's jaws clamping into her windpipe was preventing her from making a sound. Thunderia closed her jaws tighter, tearing at the jugular vein and windpipe.
Then she pulled backward, ripping flesh away from the neck. The sow's eyes widened and her head slumped down as blood poured heavily. The sow's eyes never closed; instead they grayed as death enveloped her body.
OOC: I hope this was all right.
|
|
|
Post by EbonyPatriot on Sept 7, 2006 19:22:17 GMT -5
OOC: Nope that's all right eh. BIC: "Well done, Thunderia," smiles Tazer eyes glittering-ah, what wonderful kits she'll produce. "And as for the rest of you- you did fine. Come now!" With that, he starts back to his den. Grumbling mentally, the Wolverines follow their leader, glaring at Thunderia to mask their confusion: Why is Tazer being so kind to Thunderia?
|
|