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Post by Jason on Feb 17, 2013 14:31:18 GMT -5
Shard nodded. He remembered Splinter. He had fought with him, too. Or was that his brother? He could not be bothered to remember right now. "I think Funeral is Morpheus's boy," he threw in casually. "I can't go much lighter than charcoal in my own hues, but the colors of blood and shadow are easily within my grasp," he chuckled. "I suppose I could try throwing my blood into the mix, but most of the females here seem a bit fragile for my tastes. I've never been gentle lover."
"Of course I would. If another pride member so much as tried to harm it," he whisper, "Blood would rain and the blossom would be stained red as I would decorate the trees with their entrails and their skull as a lovely headdress. Or may just spike it on one of their femurs and stick it outside their mate's den..." he trailed off and laughed. "No, I'll keep a good eye on it." He was very involved in massaging Tolvia at the moment, so he did not yet pick up on the telltale signs of another's presence.
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Post by bearcups on Feb 21, 2013 6:39:00 GMT -5
"Im sure there are one or two around here who could handle you, Shard." The response came without thought but the lioness didn't seem to care. She looked at Shard and tilted her head, a quiet snort indicating that she found something funny. She opened her mouth to speak but didn't quite manage to get any words out before an innate reaction was triggered when she felt eight long, sharp claws enter her rump. Tolvia turned without so much as a snarl and faced her attacker, Heroin.
"It's been a long time since I saw you." Tolvia snorted, ears folding back as the equally large female smiled. "I don't know who you are." She purred, and Tolvia rose up on her back legs and spread her wings. Heroin coiled her back legs and started a daring game with the red female, darting around her, nicking at her wings and her flank, then bouncing away. "You have no idea who you're messing with, kid." She hissed, and Heroin laughed as she bounced away, running in Shards direction this time.
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Post by Jason on Mar 1, 2013 21:24:02 GMT -5
“Maybe,” he conceded, though he was quite picky. Shard would like to have strong children, and he did not want unattractive little monsters. “Wonder what kids between you and I would look like, eh?” he teased. His kneading was starting to slow down as the desire to curl up and fall asleep on shoulders was starting to win out. He probably would have, but someone had to come and interrupt their reunion. He flew off her back as Tolvia sprung up. He almost yelped. “Damn it, Heroine,” he growled as he slowly got back up and dusted himself off. “What in Hell’s name was that for?” He looked the female over and his eyes narrowed. He listened to their exchange first. He watched her lash at Tolvia and rolled his eyes. “How long have you been listening?” he demanded, moving to stand in front of the Grotto entrance. She may not have realized it, but he was cutting off all chance of retreat. His small form was a ruse, after all.
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Post by bearcups on Mar 7, 2013 19:56:00 GMT -5
Tolvia looked on as the larger female paused in her sudden, rather unexpected, attack and pulled her lips back, her tongue sticking out. She was tasting the air, and the fur on the back of her neck rose as she did so. The aggression lining Heroin's body intensified and she pulled back her circled ears, her tail flaring out behind her. "What the FUCK did the King let in here?" She snapped, turning on Tolvia.
Being older and arthritic, Tolvia would rather she didn't have to beat the shit out of a youngster, so she was happy to slide back down on her stomach and adopt a rather submissive position. It was odd of her to do so, in her younger days she was known for exploding in a blur of im going to fucking kill you, and it wouldn't be long before she would display that behaviour to Heroin.
"I been listenin' to y'all for a while, actually." Heroin answered, and Tolvia's immediate response was to bristle and sheath her claws. Her forepaws shook slightly, arthritis flaring pain in her wrists. "You been sayin' some weird shit, kitty cat." Though her words were harsh, Heroin was positioned in a way that made it clear she no longer wanted to attack. "And I'm just havin' a lil' fun wit' the old girl." |
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Post by Jason on Mar 8, 2013 14:14:03 GMT -5
Shard stared at Cocaine’s daughter carefully. He was terribly concerned about Tolvia, as the older feline had never had a problem handling herself. The fur on his haunches bristled slightly, anticipating a shift. It was possible, and he certainly would not be able to incur horrid damage upon her in such a small form. He grinned, the idea of bloodshed quite tantalizing. “What do you mean by that, my dear?” His voice dripped with sweet poison, as his mind started down a rather dark road. “Leave Miss Donovan alone, lass. The odds are not in your favor right now, so I would quit your vitriol. Appearances are deceiving and that lava flow looks hungry, so it would be in your best interest to comply with my demands.” He unsheathed his claws and carved a groove, a line that might block the entrance should something spring from it. What he did next was a bit strange, he liked the rock, salivating all over it. He drug his metallic claws over it and a spark appeared. There was now a wall of flames blocking the only way in or out of the grotto. “What all have you heard?” he inquired, his sickly sweet tone barely covering his malicious intent. “I do not care if you think you’re having fun. Let put this in a way you may understand. ‘I don’t have any fucks to give.’ Is that easy?” His grin just kept widening and seemed like it might rip his mouth at the seams. “Right now, you are in my domain, interrupting a reunion with an old friend. So you will do as I request.”
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