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Post by Caylis on Feb 28, 2013 20:54:08 GMT -5
Caylis (Meurtrier)
The Immortal Raven Hallow, paw by paw crept silently as the moon waned onto the black fur of Caylis, making it turn silver. The immortal feline now zoomed through Shadow Veldt as she lay down underneath a blooming cherry blossom. This place was certainly beautiful at night.
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Post by drifter on Mar 1, 2013 9:10:44 GMT -5
Project Caliver
Two bright orbs bobbed in the darkness, capturing what little light was offered up from the Moon and stars. Steps were taken lightly. However, the male was not aiming for any real stealth. When his hind paw made contact with a crisp leaf or a twig he did not mind all too much. Sharp ears swiveled and turned, rotating with each traveling sound. A new scent came his way and Project paused briefly to analyze. Illuminated gaze flicked toward a sakura tree. Whoever was there was hard to make out but the adolescent was sure that they were no threat. It seemed that both prides were getting a few new faces, it was sometimes hard to tell who belonged where. Gaze swept from the tree and its occupant to the high ranges of the mountains. He was quite positive that scouts and spies most likely lurked up there, watching and observing everything. The thought of someone seeing him and he not realize it made his skin crawl. Stomping down any disturbing thoughts, Pro trudged his way up to an empty spot. It was there that he lowered himself on the cool and dew covered grass.
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Post by Avian on Mar 1, 2013 11:02:35 GMT -5
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▲ Lothaire Long
An fair silver-pelted male with flaxen hair wandered towards the throne area. The moon at night had a tendancy of making his appearence almost ghost-like at this time of the day. The male halted once he reached the throne area, not far from the sakura trees. Deep blue eyes looked down at the red rose. 'So...This is where the infamous Dante died?' he thought. The male had never seen the Red Meurtrian leader, but tales about him certainly had crossed the silver-male's ears a few times as well as the rumours of Meurtrier's recent accomplishment, which was one of the reasons why Lothaire had made his way to Shadow Veldt. He was a sly male, but also a very lazy one and fancied the thought of "leeching" of a successful pride. He loated the thought of physical work, especially combats. Instead, he jused his charming words to 'talk himself out of trouble', if unsuccessful, he'd flee as fast as his paws could carry the lean and tall living structure that housed his soul. His plan was simple; talk himself out of any hard work. Beside from that, his cousin's words about a relative by blood among the Meurtrians lingered in the back of his head. Perhaps he'd find this mutual one? Lothaire shock his head, all sorts of thoughts had engrossed his mind as he stood tall in front of the red rose. The male turned around and left silently, heading towards where the sakura trees stood and the mountains stretched up towards the sky. His eyes wandered till they stopped on a figure(Project) laying on the gress. Lothaire padded closer. It was probably another fellow meurtrian, or a jaaku member. "Hello".
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Post by Caylis on Mar 1, 2013 16:51:30 GMT -5
Caylis sensed that someone was watching her, she turned her head to where a grey feline was watching. She nodded her head in greeting as a fresh scent whipped past her nose, she got to her paws as she heard a branch snap. She looked and saw a doe bolt to a nearby lake, not making a ripple. In a heartbeat, the Hallow sped with the speed of lightning and when it was close enough, Caylis leapt on it's back, bringing it down with her weight. She lodged her bone-white teeth into it's throat as she brought her tongue, licking the blood as it touched her lips. She then raised her head, blood dripping from her mouth as she looked at the two. Caylis picked it up by the throat and dragged it over to the two, dropping it in front of the two, keeping her distance just in case they weren't aggressive. "For you, sorry to bother you two. I am Caylis, a loner looking for a pride, wandering the Veldt for a home. I see that I am creeping you out since a random stranger walks up to you and brings you a doe." Within a heartbeat, she was on a stiff branch on a cherry blossom, her tail dangling from it, laying her head on her paws.
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Post by kahara on Mar 2, 2013 7:12:46 GMT -5
CARNAL DONOVAN
[/b] of the grand Shadow Veldt?"[/i] Carnal stated. She gave no room for a response as she carried on. "It is very suspicious to have a stranger bring a meal. You could have tainted it for all we know." She finished her approach with a snort. Then she looked at Project and the other. This male she had no name for. "And you are..?" [/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by Caylis on Mar 2, 2013 9:19:35 GMT -5
Caylis's blue gaze were locked on this stranger and nodded slowly. "I am deeply sorry, young one. I never heard the two of them before. If you want me to depart, I'll zoom off now, I won't dare touch any of the others of your pride or this 'Jaaku Clan', I can promise you that. But the question is, why would I touch others I don't know?"
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Post by drifter on Mar 2, 2013 14:04:02 GMT -5
Project Caliver
Eyes slowly followed a rather pale figure that lurked in the darkness. It wasn't hard to spot the creature or keep track of him. Even then it didn't seem as if he'd have to continue focusing on the male for he began to approach.
Hello
Project was not bothered by this one's company. Though the male's name slipped his mind Pro had seen him here and there within the pride. Before he could give Lothaire a proper return greeting swift movement from the line of trees caused Project to slightly jump from surprise. Sitting up, the young dark male gave Caylis a hard glare through his yellow fringe as she returned with a... hmm.. A soft growl lifted up and settled in Project's chest. So many snide remarks entered his mind but before he could murmur any of it aloud someone else was there. The King's daughter Carnal. The urge to roll his eyes at her current posture was strong but swallowed instead. Gaze moved to Caylis was Carnal began to badger the older femme. This Caylis creature did not seem as if she could pose any real threat. True she had swiftly taken down a doe quite easily but that made her a good hunter, not necessarily a good fighter. "You would think you would keep all your focus on a stranger no?" he snorted as Carnal now began to question the pale one. "And not worry about a Pride member when he clearly poses no potential threats." Project stared hard at the winged female. Always in a "training" state of mind. Logic and tactics were all his brain processed. The consequence of having the parents that he did.
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Post by Avian on Mar 2, 2013 14:36:32 GMT -5
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▲ Lothaire Long
His deep blue eyes switched from the male to two unfamiliar femmes. One of them brought a dead cervidae and dropped it not far from the two males. The other soon questioned the first. Lothaire just stood there, listening, observing the conversation till the talking ess' focus went in his direction. "My name is Lothaire Long." a short and simple reply from the silver male. Her eyes.. Lothaire stepped closer. "Are Thee..." Lothaire lifted a brow, "Najisi?" he asked and measured her from top to toe. No, it couldn't be her,on second thoughts he remember his cousin's description more closely. This fae had wings attached to her structure, hence it couldn't be the ess who shared their ancestors. But those eyes...
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Post by kahara on Mar 3, 2013 1:54:48 GMT -5
CARNAL DONVOAN
[/i] She stated firmly. Then her gaze traveled slowly onto Project's and narrowed. A deep snort was emitted and she took a step toward him. "If I were you I wouldn't question my methods so publicly like that. Sometimes it's best to keep your yap shut." Carnal said with a very light growl. Then she looked at the white male and dipped her head. "No. But my mother is. Najisi and Funeral are my parents. How do you know her?"[/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by Caylis on Mar 3, 2013 10:44:32 GMT -5
Caylis rolled her eyes at Carnal, what the hell was she thinking? Evil plot? Hah! "Honestly, girlie. Give me one good reason why I would hurt a pride that I hardly know. Besides, you're not my leader, I can take care of myself, I am a loner for now after all." She opened her mouth as the dead doe's soul arose from it's body, she devoured it's soul and swallowed as the last of it's light faded. Her kind, the Hallow devoured souls and drunk blood, only immortal Hallows could drink blood along with souls, Caylis was an immortal Hallow. She looked at Project with sympathy as she turned to look at the winged 'ess as she tilted her head. Was she always rude like that?
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Post by drifter on Mar 4, 2013 10:48:33 GMT -5
Project Caliver
It was rare for Project to be the cause of a scene, yet Carnal's words toward him made that quite difficult. Most of the time the male stayed quiet and reserved, something he liked to think he got from his mother. And then there were times when his fuse was just simply too short. He figured long ago that that was Cocaine's doing. Deep forest greens narrowed right back into Carnal's purpled. But it wasn't she who his anger was released to. He had enough respect for anyone, even those he despised, to not interrupt an on going conversation. "That would be the best time to hurt a pride! If you do not know them then you hold no obligations to them! So yes," His anger poured out in his deep growls toward Caylis. "You are a threat! And she may not be your leader but you are on our lands and therefore under our rules of house!" His growls continued on this, in his opinion, freak of nature. His hardened eyes just daring her to say something else.
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Post by Caylis on Mar 4, 2013 12:13:23 GMT -5
Caylis's ears flattened as she heard Project's words. "Well, how am I supposed to know where to go? If you want me to leave, i'll leave. Besides, I had no clue that Meurtrier even existed so I can say goodbye to you. I won't come here again, sir." she zoomed away before they had a chance to reply. Ever since her birth, everybody was treating her like shit, even her own sister. But to be insulted by a complete stranger was pissing her off.
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Post by Avian on Mar 4, 2013 16:59:21 GMT -5
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▲ Lothaire Long
Sleeping at this time? The best hours to hunt? Personally, he thought the dark hours were the best ones to use for hunting. So many strange figures came out at night, so many delicious critters. "Hmm oh well, tomorrow then... My relation with her? Najisi's mother is a cousin of mine. That's how we are connected." Lothaire turned to Project "No need to apology really"..
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Post by kahara on Mar 4, 2013 20:15:21 GMT -5
CARNAL DONOVAN
[/i] Carnal asked suspiciously. [/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by drifter on Mar 5, 2013 6:41:04 GMT -5
Project Caliver
"We didn't get a chance to get properly introduced to each other. My name is Lothaire Long. Pleased to meet you both."
He had been glaring in the direction that the darker 'ess had gone when his attentions were reeled back in. "My apologies." Was his, practically whispered, reply. "You may call me Project." Green's moved over to Carnal as the adolescent began to lay back down. She seemed proud to be Najisi's daughter yet he didn't know why. If he was the son of a borderline traitor he would feel some sort of shame. Already expired of any further negativity Project refrained from voicing these particular thoughts.
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