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Post by kahara on Oct 7, 2013 0:05:52 GMT -5
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Post by Dingo on Oct 7, 2013 17:59:53 GMT -5
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[/style][/td] [td][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][bg=3D0002] » BACARDI As of late, Bacardi had been directing her attention more towards hunting and slaying prey. It was an activity in which she found that she could mutilate small creatures and not get in trouble. Perhaps a more constructive alternative to picking on others when she wasn't practicing fighting. But of course, she didn't usually pick up much of her kill. It was left to decay in the forest. Perhaps it was lack of individual hunger, but she also figured that the woods wouldn't miss a couple of mangy rodents.
It was on one of these "hunting" trips that she noticed Parox slicing at a tree. She narrowed her eyes, the usual wicked grin creeping up on her muzzle as she stalked towards him. "Ain't gonna fight back, y'know." A snicker followed her words. "Maybe you best find somethin' that will."
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Post by kahara on Oct 8, 2013 1:40:36 GMT -5
PAROX
[/i] He muttered, clearly annoyed.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dingo on Oct 10, 2013 19:53:00 GMT -5
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[/style][/td] [td][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][bg=3D0002] » BACARDI Bacardi laughed at his words, not that she found them funny or anything, it was just her initial response to anything. She stood to full height and then approached, examining his handy work. "Awh, who cares? Just cry training. They want us to fight, and then they don't! I ain't seein' no difference. " Of course, she was talking about how training was fine, but as soon as blood spilled and claws came out, it was an act of treachery. That's how she saw it, anyway. She had a bit of a narrow mind when it came to violence.
Bacardi seemed to actually think for a moment or two. "I think I know where you could find one. Y'know, we're supposed to be at war and here y'are, bored 'n without a fight."
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Post by kahara on Oct 10, 2013 20:32:38 GMT -5
PAROX
[/i] Parox said.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dingo on Oct 11, 2013 18:07:25 GMT -5
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[/style][/td] [td][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][bg=3D0002] » BACARDI Bacardi raised a paw to the tree and used a single claw to dig into the wood as she dragged it downwards. "Alriiight. I'm thinkin' that the next poor bastard to stroll into the territory outta be yours to deal with." Jaaku didn't want them hurting allies, but Bacardi had heard nothing of going after the enemy. Sounded to her like it would be a help if anything. "Unless, a'course, we find them first. You ain't gonna find a fight unless you go looking for it, ya hear?"
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Post by kahara on Oct 11, 2013 18:26:19 GMT -5
PAROX
[/i] He couldn't think of anyone who was enemy of Jaaku. At least not unless by extension of their own allies. The demonic stretched and dug her claws into the ground, eager for a fight to prove he's capable. "Shame we can't attack our own, some of 'em we'd be better off without." He said with a snort.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dingo on Oct 12, 2013 18:18:24 GMT -5
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[/style][/td] [td][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][bg=3D0002] » BACARDI Bacardi nodded, almost seeming to look at something behind Parox. Perhaps envisioning the appearance of an unknown enemy, but nobody seemed to be there. The perfect enemy.. Someone challenging. She didn't know anyone personally, of course. Not that they could go after anyway. "Listen here, if they ain't with us, they against us. R'member that, cuz'." Upon Parox's next words, however, that wicked grin returned. "Now ain't that just the pits?" She cocked an eyebrow at him and then raised her head. "Yea? Aheh. Who's on your mind?" She could think of a few herself, all residents included. Then again, Bacardi was on the more difficult side to get along with.
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Post by kahara on Oct 12, 2013 18:26:51 GMT -5
PAROX
[/i] He muttered, recalling earlier events in their lives. Gang got in their way of 'fun'. "Why you askin?" Did Bacardi share these thoughts, feelings..?[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dingo on Oct 14, 2013 18:32:26 GMT -5
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[/style][/td] [td][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][bg=3D0002] » BACARDI Bacardi's face contorted into an expression of disgust as her cousin mentioned the group. "Ay, they need to be taught a lesson." She lowered herself into a semi crouch and swiped at the tree, sending a chunk of bark flying where her claws dug into it. "Clan don't need wimps like that around. Show 'em who's boss, Perry!" She laughed at herself for a moment before lashing her tail.
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Post by kahara on Oct 14, 2013 19:04:25 GMT -5
PAROX
[/i] He lashed his tail at the thought. Those brats deserved a lesson. "Come on, let's do it now. We can find Toberon and Farrah alone and take our chance to teach 'em a lesson. Sound good, right?-- No, it does sound good." He corrected himself swiftly. Parox wouldn't ask for Bacardi's permission -- he could do this![/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dingo on Oct 21, 2013 17:32:15 GMT -5
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[/style][/td] [td][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][bg=3D0002] » BACARDI Bacardi gave a nod of malevolent approval. She stepped forward and leaned into a partial hunting crouch, prepared to follow him for once. "Aw yeah, that's my cuz'!" She thought about where the little mutts might be. The more she thought about it, the better of an idea it sounded like. "Let's get 'em. I seen them 'round earlier."" She ran her tongue over her teeth as she smirked.
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Post by kahara on Oct 23, 2013 2:10:05 GMT -5
PAROX
[/i] He thought his plan was rather brilliant, and if it went according to plan, it would be. However life had a habit of throwing the land curves, and that was a bitch to deal with.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dingo on Oct 23, 2013 17:24:27 GMT -5
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[/style][/td] [td][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][bg=3D0002] » BACARDI Bacardi's claws were itching for action, but she dug them into the dirt instead when Parox laid out his whole plan. "Y'know cuz', only the strong and the smart survive. And boy I'll chase my damn tail if you ain't one of 'em!" She padded up beside him. She snorted and then looked out into the Veldt. All she could think about was eliminating their prey. First take care of the dead weight in their clan, and then they'd move on to the enemy, the war. That's where their practice would really pay off. With their strength, Bacardi was convinced that Jaaku could take care of what Meurtrier could not. "They won't know 'til it's too late."
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Post by kahara on Oct 24, 2013 20:36:02 GMT -5
PAROX
[/i] He said and turned to punch her gently in the side in a 'bro' like way. "Maybe we could do better than that, too. Who's to say we should outright kill 'em, or chase them out? Let's hurt them REAL bad and convince them that, if they tell, then we'll really kill 'em. We can make 'em do what we want." Parox was getting really mischievous with his line of thought. He liked it![/ul][/blockquote] |
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