Time Away [OPEN - EVERYONE IN - IMPORTANT]

[Caylis]

Icarus nodded and sat down beside his mate. He watched Circa and Balthier II with worry, he just hoped that they'd be alright, Brynneth was thinking the same as they huddled together, their fur bristling with excitement and slight fear for the two.

Caylis, however was enjoying the part that scars would be birthed and blood would spill. A slight chuckle erupted from her maw as she watched the scene with bloodlust.

[kahara]

[Edit: Whitesnow.. it's /always/ going to be Silv-> Me. Then everyone else can post. Please keep this in mind. It isn't a race to see who can post first, it's about the actual content. Thanks. :/]

ALL THE CHARACTERS

[/i] Just as well, he was glad to see his family there and none of them standing up. He and his family had other plans. Once Funeral finished giving the orders, he dipped his head, and then raised it.

"Additionally, I'd like to ask that my mate and children come meet me on the side once the battles have begun." And with that, he dipped his head in respect to the king and stepped away from the throne, down and around to the side where he expected to see Stella along with his children. There he would inform them of their planned travels. All in good time though. The battles would be a sight to see; and he had to keep an eye on them to help Funeral with picking the right feline for temporary captain.

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"No, I'm still too new here. I doubt I'd be allowed to. Not everyone knows me at the moment. The truth be told, I'd rather not at the moment. You know, keep things a bit quiet for me at the moment. Let time pass by. What the heck is your brother doing?"

Nerante listened to Ryssor as she went on, eyes glued to the throne though. She brought up some good points; especially the whole 'what the heck is your brother doing'.. what WAS Balthier doing, anyway? Nerante pried his attention from Funeral and Cocaine to where his brother stood.

"Hmmph." Nerante murmured. "Don't worry too much about it. It's all nonsense if you ask me. A temporary position, after all. Given to you only to be taken away upon Cocaine's return.. hardly worth it, if you ask me. Meh." He said, leaning into Ry. "Still, ought to be an interesting outcome."

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"You see those cubs? They are nuisances and I will help you steal them, that is if you'd want to. If you don't that's alright with me, sister."

Areta's ears perked at this after hearing one of the cubs make an exclamation of something. Slowly she turned her head and shook it disapprovingly. The female demonic hardly thought that it would be necessary at this time.

"You would really distract the cubs from the chance to see a training session like this to have them /stea/ from other cubs? Hff."

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Kejethan-Darah was thrilled at the thought of his father participating; suddenly fueled with energy at the thought of the small cat suddenly turning into a giant monster. Despite the years of separation between the two, Kejethan was still proud to some extent to share blood with such a monstrosity. He gave a nod of approval to his father, smilingly slyly when the man stood and claimed to be involved in the battles to come. Of course, others would take him for a fool. But not Kejethan, he knew better.

His claws dug into the ground and kneaded the dirt with anticipation.

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"Do you think you'd be a good captain, you should try it."

Kodiac gave Caylis a curious look and then shook his head firmly. "No. I'd rather not. But if you want to.. hmph, whatever to me." The male said. He was far too new to the pride, and hardly a proper fit. Plus, he just.. decided it was better not to. With all involved at that point, it was best for him to stay out and observe. Maybe learn a thing or two. He then turned his head to Lothaire and nodded a greeting.

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"That smirk of yours makes me a bit suspicious."

"Hmmm." Carnal quietly said and rolled her eyes. It was kind of playful, after all, this was her brother. Then she watched him stand and gave him a pat of approval. Hopefully he'd do well; show that their family is strong and well to do.

Then a male strolled up. She didn't recognize him, but he said hello. Well enough for her to greet him back. Carnal bowed her head. "Hello. Don't think I know you. You are..?"

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Balthier II stood with a smirk plastered to his face, glad that he was accepted. His eyes assessed each feline who stood; from the small Shard to the larger beasts. Each one was a potential target, until he was officially paired with Circa. So it would be she whom with he would spar off with? Interesting. He was inwardly excited to show off his self-taught moves. Even if he didn't get the rank, he'd like to show that he's more than what he appears to be. He gave Funeral a nod then walked over to Circa.

"I suppose we should wait for the clearing to be .. heh, well, clear." He said, waiting for the others to move so that the fighting may begin.[/ul]

Sorry if I missed anyone/anything. x__x[/blockquote]

[Jason]

Shard made eye contact with Funeral and grinned widely at the nod. He surveyed the others who had volunteered for the post. Circa seemed a bit young for this, Osic as well, but he said nothing. Was Balthier even a member? He could hardly be sure, but he was very obviously related to the original Balthier. And Caylis, the temperamental female he had met earlier in the month. Perhaps he could face her later… But he was most excited by the prospect of Morphine. A crazed grin stretched his features when Funeral announced who he would be fighting and he had to rein in his emotions lest he appear too unstable.
        Gracefully, he strode off to the side, looking at the currently larger black beast with a strange smirk on his lips. He made sure he had a girth of at least twelve feet before he stretched. “Since the contestants have all been selected,” he murmured to himself, trailing off. His son would know what was about to happen. “Better get changed,” he chuckled.
        The form of Shard seemed to swell just slightly, very slowly. The flesh began to split on his face, threadless seams appearing all over his body as his growth accelerated gradually. The fur and skin fell from his body, as if he were decaying. It was hardly the case as he reached five feet in height, dark, crimson muscle exposed for now. Upon his shoulder blades sprouted new bones, forming the foundations for wings. Sinews stretched from his back and attached to the new bones, more muscle tissue forming and reaching up the growing wings. Eyes had disappeared from his sockets; from his skull, four stumps appeared, two lengthening and becoming straight, the outer pair curving like ram horns, though placed lower and spiked. Giant sabers appeared from the canines and the bones and teeth were changing to a lusterless silver, gaining metallic properties and becoming denser.
        His growth slowed as his shoulders hit ten feet, though not yet stopping. Black feathers were sprouting on the wings, which greatly resembled those of an eagle. The span of these great sails was at least sixty feet, stretched high into the air above him. Skin spread over the raw flesh, making the form darker, like a paper being burned upon a black background. Scars coated this new figure, ruining what would have been a magnificent pelt. A tail waved behind the monster who now stood at twelve feet tall that was twice as long as his body, and built similar to both a lion’s and a crocodile’s tail. The monstrosity was broad and stocky, each paw three to four feet in size, his neck too thick for even a crocodile to get it maw around. Eyes were set back deep in the beast’s skull, showing that he was designed to fight and kill. But yet, they were one of the most notable features on him: black sclera’s, followed by a slit shaped pupil that seemed to be wreathed in flames. Even holding his gaze could be a challenge for weaker beasts. But he was not worried that he would scare off Morphine.
        Jasper Crimson approached his set opponent and pulled his wings tight against his sides and dipped his head. “Do you remember your old, uncle Jasper? You know, Dante did adopt my brother and I.” His voice was deeper, louder, resonating in the ground, as if he were striking a note with the dead buried there. “I was a bit shorter then,” he stated, looking down over the other. He certainly hoped Morphine had some skill to bring here. He wanted to have fun.

Corvette watched the proceedings with mild interest. He doubted whatever outcome of these events would affect him too much. However, when the black cat started to change, his eyes went wide. “Good God,” he whispered, shrinking back a bit at the sight before him. He rose and slunk over toward Krankheit, the only one he had held any real conversation with. “What is that?” he muttered to the red male. Shard was not quite registering as a person at this point with such a display.

Unbeknownst to the pride, a figure was observing the current ordeal with great interest, not just the fight, but all the interactions between members as well.

[TheWG]

Circa Da'ei Xemvoi

Circa smiled as she looked to Balthier, but it contained some deviousness deep within those baby blues. She knew she would be paired with the younger, and even more so Osic if she were to win, you could say she had always wanted to spar with someone her age, for the interest factor if none else. What made it more so, was the fact they both were self-taught, Circa wasn't aware of that though.

"I guess so." She said, nodding with a smirk, feeling nervous but the more she stood and waited... The more ready and eager she was feeling. She could do this, but she didn't want to get ahead of herself with hoping to win, that would only distract her. As she looked around and waited, her paws began to shiver with anticipation and she commented, "This outta be interesting."

[Dingo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,30,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=3D0002] » CASSIUS ft. BACARDI « Cassius' attention was straying from the meeting. It was focused on more lesser things that were happening within the crowd. There was much more going on besides the announcement. He observed chatter among friends, mates, family. A vile feeling burned within him for a few moments before he lowered his head and narrowed his eyes. He was a stranger among his own pride. In addition to this, he noticed the reactions of the group concerning who stood up and volunteered as subjects to fight in the battles ahead. He dug his claws into the ground and lowered his head, tipping it towards Project. "And just who are these... individuals? I don't know any of them!" He gave a little huff, though wasn't sure what offence he could find in that, as he hadn't attempted or even cared to acquaint himself with them. Cassius paused for a few moments before shifting his eyes sideways to look at Project, who appeared to be just as enthusiastic about this meeting as he was. He let out a stiff chuckle at his brother's next words. "Ah, that makes two of us I suppose, though I've hardly cared to try." With his claws still dug into the ground, he picked a wad of grass and then let the shredded plant slide from his paws. "Good luck to the poor saps whose blood will spill upon the grass we now sit. Thick and scarlet." His words were fairly drawn out and heavy with grim contempt. "Only so long after a war must we satisfy a lust for blood, I suppose, and turn on ourselves. Figures." He raised his head to proceed with his dry observations. Cassius found himself rather caught off guard at the events that unfolded next. The announcements were finished and preparations for the fights began. Cassius was quick to his paws as he watched with the slightest bit of interest as Shard's figure contorted and grew into one that defined the structure of a massive beast. "Ah.. Oh my." He didn't even want to look at himself in comparison to this new form of Shard. He backed away and cleared the area for the sparring, but still tried to stay near Project and even press himself against his brother as he moved backwards. At his father's announcement, his eyes drifted towards sightings of his other siblings and gave his nearest brother an almost defeated look. Foolish of him to think that they might have been able to escape from the meeting without some sort of orders. "Well.. great. Shall we?" Bacardi stared at Tanya for what seemed to be a long while with her head tilted slightly and her mouth partly open. "Those cubs? Cold blooded! HAH!" she said much louder than she had intended, but she didn't care. "What a terrible thing that would be! Haha! I have no idea who y'are, but I like the way ya' think!" She eyed the cubs, also having no idea who they were either. What a happy little family, and what a surprise that would be to them! But what would they even do about it? Tell her dad? Beat her up? The thought of this brought a wicked grin to her face. She rose to her paws as the Meurtrians prepped for their fights, or whatever they were doing, and backed up while thinking about this offer. "You are one bold bitch, but there are sorta' a lot'ta eyes at this here meetin' and I don't wann'em all looking at me, if ya' know what I'm sayin'.." Perhaps Brynn and her little family couldn't do anything to her, but she supposed she wouldn't put it past someone in a higher rank to kick her out of the meeting. She was out for mischief and amusement, not public humiliation. "Say lady, why don'tcha hit me up later and we'll uhh.. call pest control." She gave the other female a wink and backed away some more as the ones around her did, not particularly wanting to draw anymore attention from the Jaaku members around them. It was true that she was interested in watching the fights and perhaps even picking up a few moves herself through observation. "Let'sa just sit down and shuddup for now, a'righty? I'm tryin'a watch here!" There really wasn't really anything going on yet, but surely there would be soon.

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[Noa]

Ryssor

"When you put it like that, it makes it sound like the most boring thing in the world." Ry quipped to Nerante, an obvious tease, but the lioness gave a small nod; what was the point anyway? There were going to be others to fill in the job anyway and she didn't feel like adding scars. She was ready to move away from the crowd since Funeral had finally selected the contestants, not wishing to hang around the still obviously group of strangers to her until something of interest took her vision.

A paw went to slap Nerante backhandedly on the chest to catch his attention, and nodded in the direction. "Look," She said, frowning at Shard standing nearby. "I recognise him.." It was until he started to transform in full view into this.. beast. Despite having seen magic and knowing the existence of such, she shouldn't be so surprised by it, but she was. It was amazing and scary at the same time to look at. Once that was all well and done, and people didn't seem to do as so much as bat an eyelid, she gazed at everyone else still somewhat shocked; Balthier II and someone else sparring and Osic Donovan sitting out by himself.

Head tilted, wondering if she should approach and make some conversation; after all, they were vaguely familiar with each other.

It would be polite.

Meaningless words though, said to her to force her to apologise and do things she didn't want.. Ryssor shook her head. Things were starting to morph into a surreal likeness of the Malvaca Pride.. she thought she'd never think about that again.

"Come on, let's go find somewhere, I wanna watch the fights." She murmured to him, and set off to sit away from the group but still able to watch any tussles. Path crossing with Osic, a small nod given to him if he even seemed to notice the pair. She didn't even look anywhere else, even with the echo of the Captain behind them calling for his family. Just wanted to get away from it all.

[drifter]

Zalui Xemvoi | Osic Donovan | Project Caliver

It seemed the brute would not have to waste his energies in participation. Several others began to stand including, to Zalui's surprise, Circa. The Iden child was an idiot in Zalui's eyes. Being as conceited as he was he held great expectations for his daughter and never did he fail to remind her of that. Before he stood to make room from the spares Zal strolled his slow way to the red 'ess. "I have to say I was not expecting this." His deep voice even more gruff then usual. The demon paused in his speaking to lay his gaze upon the small black cat. He remained silent but his fur bristled involuntarily. "Well. I was going to say do not disappoint me.. But seeing as if you get your way passed these two buffoons I do not see you besting that." Yellow's moved back to his spawn. "But I do expect you to at least make it passed them.." Gaze traveled from Balthier to Osic as if to emphasis.
With a snort Zalui made his way passed his daughter and onward to a nice spot where he could watch the proceedings with ease.


He had to admit, he was rather bummed that he had to sit the first round out but thought it for the best. whoever won would be tired out some so he would have a clear advantage. It did suck though that he had to go against the two combatants that just so happened to be his friends but he had something to prove to Funeral. Osic had no idea what it was exactly but he felt it all the same.
A grin was thrown Balthier II's way while he moved to seat himself elsewhere. Before finding a spot most likely near the throne, Osic paused before he approached Circa. Purple's followed off after the 'ess' father before landing on her. "Hey, wanted to wish you luck." His head tilted towards Shard though his face still grinned. "Honestly I'm a little discouraged now." A chuckled slipped before he moved away, not wanting to be the one to hold up the proceedings. The tip of a wing slightly brushed Circa's side. "Gooood luuuuck Ballthieee~" He sang over his shoulder teasingly to the other male.


"Naturally." Was all Project could muster in response to Cassius' mutterings. The male continued to lay there lazily, head turned toward his brother as he played with grass. Green's slowly trailed up to his siblings face as Cassius began to move away. Somewhat confused, Project turned to see a most grotesque display. Leaping to his paws, Pro jumped back, hackles raised like a dog. Pupils narrowed to slits. Did Funeral and their father now of this creatures "power"? If so it would have been nice of them to share such a thing.
Project gave a nod and began to move away from the scene after Cas. "Figures we don't get to stay and watch.." His disapproving growl held low while he continued to stare down the new gigantic creature.

[Freyja]

Hope i'm not skipping order....?

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Earendal shook his head without a sound at Carnal's reply. "Ahh. Yes, I left quite a while ago and returned only recently. I don't know many here....Earendal." He wasn't entirely sure what had drawn him back to the place- certainly not heartful memories of childhood or blood ties. None of which he even had.
Tilting his head at his own thoughts, he was content to simply peer around and watch everyone else for a while, taking particular interest in their leader before looking back at Carnal. "Things are....a little different. Nothing wrong with that." He didn't mind change so much anymore.

[Caylis]

(Oh! I never posted in ages! Sorry! <3)

Caylis looked ruthlessly at her opponents, perhaps this would be easy or vice versa. She'd just have to watch to study their weaknesses. She had no clue who the orange feline was, but she knew he was kinda cute to her. Her gaze looked over to Circa, she seemed quite young for this challenge the same for Osic. But they must've done it for fun. Fighting for a captain position was serious.

She turned her head to the large beast that was once the small black house cat, she was used to large creatures like Shard, turning her head to Morphine Donovan, she nodded to him in greetings. She turned her head to Osic too and nodded, her blue gaze expressionless, not even a frown on her face. "So, I see you're a contestant as well? Good luck to you, young Osic Donovan." she said.

Brynneth didn't know if the cubs should watch this, this might have blood in it and she didn't want her cubs frightened. But at the same time, she wanted them to be brave and strong for Cocaine not to notice that they were emotionally or physically weak. "Do you want to watch this fight, dear ones?"

Icarus, however was very suspicious of Tanya, she seemed to hang about with Bacardi, Parox and the other kids that weren't very friendly. When they would move to Jaaku, he didn't want his sons to be bullied around by them. The demonic lion's eyes widened with surprise as Caylis and Circa were competing. "Brynn, Caylis is fighting too. You hear that, kids? Auntie Circa is gonna kick some butt as well as miss Caylis." he whispered lowly.

[kahara]

(Whitesnow, Circa is battling Balthier II. :/ It's likely that Osic and Caylis will fight. Funeral forgot Caylis, and Cocaine mentioned it to Fune, who'll likely pair those two. Just saying. xD)

[TheWG]

Circa Da'ei Xemvoi

Circa was quiet from then on, not wanting to loose her cool as her father approached. She smiled and simply nodded at him as he spoke his surprise in her entry, but the further commentary about not disappointing him made her inwardly falter. If that wasn't some added pressure she didn't know what was; she was expected to beat Balthier and Osic. Even more pressure fell onto her when he directed her attention to Shard. Damn he was kinda scary, but she was determined not to let it get to her... At least it was comforting to know her father didn't expect her to beat that.

Nodding as he walked away, she let out a huff and her shoulders drooped for a moment only to regain themselves. Someone else was coming, but this time to wish her luck. Osic's appearance made her heart lift from her father's expectations, and she smiled, "Thanks Osic, to you too." Of course, he also looked to the larger opponents, but she refused to look with. "Ah don't worry, you can take them. If you get there that is." Her last sentence was purely playful and she gave a smirk, might as well show some competitively.

He began to walk away and she began to focus again, but for a moment she was thrown off by his wing brushing against her pelt. She couldn't help taking a moment to let out a purr, perhaps a sort of thank you for actually giving her some enthusiasm, it helped. As he strutted off she giggled at Balthier, who was given a bit of tease by the other male as he walked away. "Don't worry Balthier, I'll try not to beat you too hard." Now that she had made light of the situation, she wondered when the fights would start; because she was diffidently ready.

[Canicas]

Okay, sorry I'm a little late I just got home and I'm nooowww posting!

Morphine nodded at Funeral and stood walking over to Shard who was such a tiny little thing. Was this a joke? No, this guy seemed confident. Morphine turned his head to the side awaiting him to say something, he opened his jaws which were lined up with rows of teeth, three sticking out to unreasonable proportions almost as if he'd been bitten by a vampire three times.

It was when the furball seemed to get puffier he gained confusion. Leaning forward to study him before almost leaping back as his flesh began to tear. Dear god this is disgusting! He stepped back a few times and watched the process with utter amazement and disgust together. "Seriously, why are you not a one cat army?" he joked, shaking his head. It was when he finished growing that Morphine noted he was literally half his size. Morphine was quite large himself, and grew high over many he knew but this. This was ridiculous!

"Well, " he began leaning down with a forepaw and tensing his muscles as he spread his backlegs into a crouching position, or his own battle pose he smirked at Shard. "This will be a good fight." Morphine was unsure he would win, considering this male could sit on him and possibly crush him he'd have to avoid getting under him, or even a swat from his paws. Still, he believed he could bring some damage his way and prove himself strong.

[Silverfang]

The Quetzalcoatl watched as Jasper transformed, having known this to be his true self however, didn't take much of a second look in his direction. Perhaps it was the worry over his brother that made him look away, but Cocaine had informed him of another participant.

"Ah. Then Caylis will go against Osic. Seems you won't sit out this one, son." He nodded to Caylis from where he spoke to his son before stretching out his wings, overlooking the competitors. It was then that he flexed his wings to flap softly - not in a taking off manor. "Spread out, now. Get yourselves ready. And no killing." There was an edge to the last voice that sauntered into his words, giving a firm glare to each of the fighters to show he meant this.

[kahara]

EVERYONE

[/i] He began, voice low yet firm as it always seemed to be. "Well rest assured it is not training or a scolding." Cocaine felt the need to immediately get that out of the way, as he was not oblivious to the fact that many did not like the constant training; his children being no exception. "Rather I'm to inform you we'll be taking a family vacation, and soon. In fact, it'll be within the next few days. And I understand you may have questions -- or may protest such an idea -- but that is for later. I want you all to inform your other siblings; all of them. Even if they do not come from your litter. Once you all know, and no one is left out of the loop, see to it that you meet me and your mother, at sunset, behind the throne. Everyone will be too caught up in either glaring at or congratulating the temporary captain."

He gave a firm gaze to each of them, Stella include, though perhaps his eyes softened a bit when they met hers. It was rather hard to tell with Cocaine. "Do I make myself clear? Once you give me a yes you may return to watching the battles. However, Stella, I'd like you to stay with me."

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Nerante shrugged his shoulders and nodded. It wasn't that he intentionally tried to make it sound boring, but it was. At least to him. Though he felt a spark of interest, faint and distant. Not enough to warrant any signs of physical liking. His eyes moved around the crowed until he felt Ry's paw and looked to where she had directed. The small cat Shard. Something felt terrifyingly wrong about letting something as small as that fight Morphine. Though the trainer-medic's thoughts soon changed as that small cat transformed into easily one of the largest mother fuckers Nerante had ever set his eyes on. A chill ran up his spine while the fur along his neck bristled in alarm.

"Well that's not normal.. then again.." His quiet voice trailed as he recalled his own, and his mothers, different abilities. Nothing was ever normal then, was it? Nerante turned his head to Ryssor and nodded. It was a good idea to move away from the area, find a good seat, and watch from a distance. He gave Osic a nod as they passed and then found a spot suitable for him and Ry to sit. Once seated he leaned in toward Ry. "Who do you think will win? I've got my bets on giganto over there." Nerante stated with a subtle nod in Shard's (Jasper, though he was unaware of the males name) direction.

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Kejethan had trouble containing the itch-like feeling in his paws that made him kneed the ground with anticipation. Anticipation for the great. Whatever trivial family issues he had with his father were undoubtedly dropped in such a moment, where, before the whole of a pride, his father would go from small cat Shard to monster brute Jasper. During the transformation his eyes looked around the gathered felines for every reaction. The littlest bristle, a gasp, wide eyes. Those were the fun reactions. Boring reactions would be a stare, a quiet gaze. A.. well, lack of a reaction. Kejethan made sure to ignore those and concentrated on everyone who reacted in what he'd consider an appropriate way to his father.

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Balthier II seemed to ignore Zalui and just nodded, with a smirk, to Osic and Circa. The nod was an acknowledgment, perhaps a way of saying 'to you too'. He was well aware that family was watching, and that many may doubt him. After all, he was happy-go-lucky sings-a-lot Balthier. Singing, humming, prancing and loving everything was in his nature. But that didn't mean he was incapable of spilling blood. Though they may not have known that. Once they spaced out he nodded to Circa. He'd let her make the first move. And if she didn't.. well, he'd go in for it. As he waited his eyes fell on Shard's form and watched as the cat turned into a giant. Silently Balthier thanked the world that he wasn't fighting that.

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Krankheit had leaned from side to side where he then sat, eyeing the contestants. One in specific, however, was the small cat. Whom undoubtedly would have a lot of skeptics. At least until he puffed out into the biggest monstrosity Krankheit had ever seen. And by the looks of those around, it wasn't just Krankheit whom was surprised.

He looked at the shark-cat that had wandered over to him. All Krank could manage was a shrug. "I haven't a clue. But whatever it is, I'm more than certain Morphine hasn't a chance.. I wonder if Cocaine and Funeral knew.." Good god, what WAS that thing though? Corvette had definitely asked the million dollar question.[/ul]

(I THINK I got everyone? If I missed someone or something PLEEEEASE let me know.)[/blockquote]

[Caylis]

Caylis got herself prepared, both eyes locked with Osic's purple gaze, she had a slight smirk on her face as she prepared herself, claws unsheathed, she nodded to Osic, wishing him luck, her tail lashing with anticipation, it had been ages since she's been in a real fight. Time to get her old strengths back. The Hallow's eyes turned to slits as she thought to herself. Bring it.

Brynneth and Icarus made themselves clear by nodding to Cocaine and watched the battle with interested, anticipated and worried eyes at the same time.