[BATTLE!] Friends Don't Lie [Open!]

[kahara]

RENO, SLAUGHTER, KRANKHEIT {LA MORTE} COCAINE, CARNAL

[drifter]

Osic Donovan (Meurtrier)

So much happened too quickly. Osic had only arrived when everything exploded into a crazy frenzy. Purples widened as Reno called for attack and he and Circa were on each other, as well as a number of others.
Osic hovered in the air out of harms way, at least from those that who couldn't fly. He witnessed Carnal's attack and then his sister was suddenly running with a cub. He may have been high u but he was close enough to see detail. The cub held an almost odd familiarity. Before it could be placed his attention's were drawn to a all too familiar voice. His head snapped to Najisi. His mother. Too long had it been that he had seen her face, heard her voice, been so close. The entirety of her absence he had thought he could hate her but now it all melted away. She was his mother.
Anger soon swelled as his Commander attacked the female viciously. Something Osic decided in a split blinded second that he was not going to allow. Wings pulled back and Osic dove toward the two, his body a bullet. The male aimed himself at Cocaine, wanting to ram him off Najisi, to get his deadly claws and fangs the fuck away from her.
When Cocaine began to pull away was the time Osic pulled up and landed between them, a harsh warning snarl targeting the Commander, hackles raised and claws unsheathed. For the first time in a long time Osic had lost all of his joking cubbish ways. He meant business, he was clearly willing to die for one marked as a traitor by his own father.

[kahara]

COCAINE

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[OnyxOryx]

Najisi Kain

Najisi took a few hits to her skill, leaving her dazed momentarily. She was broken.. Carnal was gone.. They had to get Zenith back.. They had to.. As Cocain sought a different target, she god up, her head bloodied from the attack. She wasn't going to let him go. He cost her Zenith.

But before she could retaliate, her sone stood between she and Cocaine. Osic.. Her son.. Was defending her.. Najisi's heart swelled slightly. Was he untainted? She wanted to speak but didn't want to ruin it. Carnal had taken her child. Had chosen Meur. But maybe.. if she could get Carnal alone.. Carnal would return her. If Osic had chosen to defend her... Maybe they didn't hate her...

"Osic...?"

She murmured. She growled as Cocaine listed them as traitors. How were they? Were these the lies Carnal had been fed? Sure, Najisi HAD committed treason by breeding with Ceon.. But Funeral treated her like trash. When she had been his. Been so loyal and gave him the confidence to even lead! Yet she was the traitor... She hoped her son would chose La Morte.. Or at least, to hear her out. Same with Carnal.

[Dingo]

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Crowther had noticed when Edmund came hollering into the camp. He didn't think too much of it until Cocaine roared for them to come. The male was quick to get on his paws, as he hadn't been doing much to begin with. He followed after Cocaine and the others on foot, his eyes narrowing. An emergency, it seemed.. Who was Brynneth, though? Crowther was clearly missing something, but if something was happening that required quite a bit of the pride, he would be there.
He ran in silence, unsure of what to think. He noticed a few familiar faces but only wondered what Cocaine had in mind for them. He realized he had followed blindly, but obviously there was a good reason.
Crowther slowed down when he realized where they were. Meurtrier old territory, huh? He eventually fell behind the others, until he heard a wail in the distance. With a flew flaps of his wings, he took to the skies and flew through the pillars of stone as geysers shot into the air. The sounds of fighting reached his ears. He knew them all too well. With a dark growl, he came upon the scene and hovered over it. Unfamiliars, a distant scent. No questions, Crowther knew what this was and what he had to do. Somehow, he knew also who to target. A snarl came from him as he flew a few feet above the ground, orange eyes scanning the group for an enemy by themselves or someone in need of help.
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Cassius had been too far away from the camp to notice what was happening right away. He had been walking around by himself as usual. His ears stiffened at the sound of his father's roar, and he started to make his way back to the throne. What now? He let out a sigh, but it wasn't long after his breath escaped him when several Meurtrier members charged by. Cassius jerked away in surprised, not wanting to get trampled or even touched by anyone. The young Caliver watched as his father and the group ran from the Veldt, but he didn't bother asking questions.
Cassius supposed it was probably important. They were in quite a hurry.. A raid? An ambush? He followed them for a while, but quickly got the hint when the party had gone from the Veldtlands.
He followed them all the way to the Volcano, a frown on his face. What the hell..? Everyone was already fighting when he arrived. Was he really that slow? So many things happened at once, it made Cass's mind whirl. He couldn't keep up with all the fighting.
Cassius flung himself out of the way as someone clashed nearby him. He turned to see Cocaine and Osic. What? Wasn't..? This couldn't be happening! The dusty male let out a groan as he wondered what had even compelled him to follow.
"Father! What is going on!? Who the hell are they!?" Something told him that daddy was a little too busy at the moment to answer. Cocaine didn't look like he had any breath to waste on answering his stupid questions. Cass tried to back away and not into someone else. Was this La Morte? Finally putting two and two together, he mentally prepared himself for battle. In that moment of his guard being down, Cassius decided he would keep up with pride events from that point on.[/style][/center][/color][/td][/tr][tr][td][/table][/center]

[Noa]

Zephyr

War had been called.

But to the young male's mind, he was still unaware of what was going on. Despite the fact that everyone seemed to be on the move, Zephyr had been in the dark about things. In the dark about the rising hostility between Meurtrier and La Morte, only stuck in his own family and learning the little things from them. But then, something happened in the air.

He saw members of the pride he was allied with run off to fight, he had just become an uncle. His older brother, Nerante, had just had his cubs. And inside of the young male, inside of that delicate mind flanked by light blue hair, he had the resolution of something that his family would obviously disagree with; he wanted to fight for the pride. He wanted to fight for the safety of his family, his friends and for something good.

La Morte was full of Meurtrier traitors. They knew nothing of what they were doing. And now Meurtrier needed help. Even as the troops rushed into battle, Zephyr fought for his position amongst his parents; they adamantly seemed like they didn't want him to go, but in the end that's what they let him do. He rushed about with an unknown figure, but an ally like the rest of them, and they jumped into the foray.

He was ready for whatever would come his way.

[Silverfang]

The King had simply given Cocaine a simply look before letting out his own bellow along with his Commander's, immediately launching himself in the direction and for several moments, surveying the battle.

His gaze would rapidly dart from different sides to different fights, to a certain cluster. Najisi, Carnal, some cub that was perhaps of importance because of the fact Cocaine had went to stop Najisi from trying to take it back. And then Osic. With a low growl, he would advance some steps so he was but a few tail-lengths away. His very being held that of disappointment yet intent. "I will swear to you, my son, if you choose them, your scum mother, I will not hold myself nor my comrades back from making you perish at our claws, where you stand."

His wings were pressed against his body, fur on end. Something that was not seen much, a wicked smile turned to a grin, and he gave a nod towards Cocaine and his son, assuming they'd handle it and were handling it well.

"Carnal! Don't let up on any of the scum! Do Meurtrier proud!" Although he doubted she'd hear him, he left it at that. It did not take long before he was launching himself within the fight again, a low growl within his chest something of consistency as he searched the grounds.

"LET THEM FEEL OUR CLAWS! SHOW THEM WHAT MEURTRIER DOES TO TRAITORS! NO MERCY!" He bellowed loud amongst the crowd, and on the edge of the fighting did he noticed Zephyr with another leap into the fray, an accepting nod before his eyes went out for someone he was familiar with; who he even called for.

"RENO!"

[Πecιrιdæ]

DUCARIUS NOVIC (La Morte Ally) , RAEGAN ALKAEV (Jaaku's Dominant, Meutrier Ally)

Ducarius had been lurking close by, but out of sight to Reno and the others. Listening, watching and waiting. Once other Meurtrier members began pouring in, things became rather interesting. He revealed himself and stood by Reno and the others, "How convenient." It was only just recently he was trying to seal an alliance with La Morte, this sudden war was a great thing. "I could use a warm up." Claws and fangs were flying and blood was already beginning to stain the ash covered rock. One scene he had noticed earlier had especially caught his attention. Avoiding flying bodies and claws he approached the young male demonic. "I am impressed. Was that.." Orange eyes looked from Alfwin to the murder scene he had left on the ground. "..your mother? How vicious of you." As he returned his gaze to Alfwin a sinister grin crawled across his face and he began to slowly circle him, claws unsheathed as he lowered himself into a fighting stance. "It's been a while since I've had to fight one of my own kind.." Suddenly Ducarius bolted at Alfwin and launched himself into the air aiming at the young demonic's right shoulder and neck, claws outstretched and teeth bared.

Raegan was running to the scene as fast as his paws would take him. He was a bit late to the party, but it was better than nothing and the least he could do for his greatest ally. When he finally reached the area, all hell had already broke loose. He halted and scanned the area, nearly everyone had already found a foe. It was a bit difficult to see through the crowd and ash that was being kicked up. Emeralds stopped on Alfwin who was about to face...another demonic? Eyes narrowed and briefly looked to the body near Al, was that Brynneth? A low snarl grew in his throat, that demonic was definitely not a friendly. As soon as Rae saw the other demonic get low his paws quickly carried him through the crowd, his eyes locked on the unfamiliar and he was prepared to smash through any enemy that got in his path. Just as Ducarius leaped so did the Lord. Raegan braced himself and threw his weight into his right shoulder which landed successfully into Ducarius' side and sent him flying off course. The melanistic demonic regained his footing and jumped back to stand by Al, panting heavily.

"..Son of a bitch." Ducarius growled as he slowly picked himself up off the ground. The rocks had managed to leave a few scrapes and draw some blood on the side he landed on. Infuriated, he shook himself and looked up to see his attacker. "Heh, well isn't this the family reunion."

Raegan let out a loud snarl, "I thought you were dead! Ducarius!" Ducarius chuckled, "Yeaah well you're out of luck /dear brother/." Rae wanted so badly to launch himself into battle with his brother, but now wasn't the right time, he would have another opportunity. Others needed his help first. Before Duc could make a physical come back the lord looked to Al and gave him a firm nod. "Give him hell, Alfwin." He gave His brother one last glare before turning and running back into the crowd in search for another enemy or an ally in need of assistance.

"Tch, coward." Ducarius spat. "Looks like it's you and me again."

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[TheWG]

Circa Da'ei, Gatsby Donovan, Kazbek Kannon

Circa fell short, the sound of Funeral's roar making her leap away quickly, eyeing the male with a smirking snarl. This was his fight with Reno, not hers- but she made sure he stayed in place until Funeral could find him, though she doubted this leader would run now, in the middle of the battle. "Over here, my Lord!" She roared, leaping away from the red beast, and elsewhere to help someone else. But her heart dropped, as she looked in Cocaine's direction, and Osic was seen defending his mother.

Defending the enemy.

No. Don't. She whispered under her breath as she turned her body towards them, Funeral's threat from behind her made her bristle in the most uneasy of ways, and her baby blues tried to lock with Osic's for a moment in a plea. Please, don't let my friend die today. Don't you do this to me.

Kazbek roared triumphantly as Krank's eye began to pour with blood, but it automatically made him too cocky. He swung again, but what he had forgotten was the element of surprise. The red male was upon his shoulders- knocking him back harshly onto the ground with a GAH. He may not have been the brightest, but he at least knew what to do now. Through the shoulder pain he wrapped his claws around Krank- whatever part was grab-able, to hold himself in place as he aimed to kick the shit out of the males soft belly repeatedly.

Gatsby flung back willingly, but as soon as his paws hit ground again, he was upon the yellow male again. This time, he came from the side, paws out to knock the male clear over or at least snag his side with his teeth.

[Caylis]

Rose was terrified.. she snarled at Slaughter and cheered for her uncle. "I can't, uncle Gatsby! I need to help my pride! It's my destiny! I've wanted a moment like this for SO long!" she said desperately before crouching and protecting her unborn children.. she would not let them die.. she growled, it would be no use, she and herf children could get severely injured or worse. And if that happened, Shade, Urban and Kodiac's hopes would be lost! She wouldn't let that happen! She sighed before trying to make her way over to where the Veldt was.. where were her siblings? Were they hurt? She hoped not! "Asesinato, Katil, Annemarie?!" she called with pants of exhaustion before collapsing to the border of the Volcano and Shadow Veldt.

Caylis snarled as she saw the scene between Krankheit and her son.. those bastards! How dare they attack HER son?! She gave a thunderous roar and attempted to tackle the BloodBeast. "GET THE HELL OFF OF MY SON, YOU BASTARD!" she hissed before attempting to slash him like a feral.. oh yes... when she was pissed.. she turned into a feral, bloodthirsty beast. She attempted to bite down into his shoulder before heading off to make sure her son was safe, and Cassius. With that, she saw Cassius prepared to fight... no! She wouldn't let him get taken! She snarled and was immediately at his side. "Say what you like but i'm still defending you." she said firmly before her bloodied claws hit the ground, blues blazing fire. No matter what, she WOULD protect Cassius and she WOULD protect her family, even if it killed her!

Influence screeched and attempted to bash into Crowther, claws extended, his eyes turned red now.. he was in bloodrage! Finally! He could control himself! "Die, Meurtrieran!" he snarled.

Brynneth lay there.. dead... she had a smile on her face, finally.. she could be in peace out of this hell... she was glad she was dead.. though who knew which path she would take in the afterlife or a parallel universe? Perhaps she could redeem herself?

{If I forget anyone, i'm so sorreh D8}

[kahara]

RENO, SLAUGHTER, KRANKHEIT {LA MORTE} COCAINE, CARNAL, ODYSSEIA {MEUR}

[/i] Ordered the commander as he narrowed his eyes on Osic and awaited a reply. He wouldn't wait much longer, either. Osic was out to defend the enemy. Mother or not; Cocaine wouldn't stand for it. If Osic didn't make a plea soon, or attack his mother, his fate would be sealed along with the rest of La Morte. Above the blood and fear, he detected two other scents and gave a quick glance around, assured that Cass would alert him should Najisi or Osic move. "Zephyr, Crowther, come here NOW!" His roar boomed over the roars of others. They were to help him circle Najisi and Osic. The traitor and her son.

As Funeral came by, he nodded and kept his eyes locked onto Osic. "Better listen to your father." He growled. "Or would you trade the comfortable life of Meurtrier, your sister and father, for the life of a run-away traitor?" The world behind Cocaine didn't matter, it was quiet to him, he was solely zoned in on mother and son. He blinked. What if this was Stella and one of his sons? Instead of pity or forgiveness, Cocaine only felt rage. A hot, burning desire to harm them both.

Slaughter saw this attack coming and dodged it swiftly by sliding under Gatsby at the last moment of attack. While under the large Donovan, he pushed up with all of his strength in attempt to make the opponent topple over and onto the ground.

Krankheit snarled as his soft underbelly was torn at and it caused him to shake away, with all of his might, Kazbek. But as he turned to look at who called regarding a son, he felt the pain of claws slashing through his flesh again. He spat out blood and attacked back just as fiercely with a roar. His shoulder was missed; thankfully, and the female made the mistake and leaving to check her son. In that moment he took the short distance between them to his advantage, and aimed to ram into the female.

Carnal had raced back to Meurtrier as fast as her paws would carry her. Once there, she found Nerante and ordered he watch the cub. No way in hell would she miss the fight! Once done, she raced back to the fight, her paws heavy, but not willing to stop. Once the sound of the fight was within her range, she only went faster. Once there, at the edge of the fight, she spotted Cocaine along with Osic and some others. Carnal smirked, unaware that Osic was trying to protect their mother. "GO OSIC! KILL HER! SHE LEFT US, SHE LEFT ALL OF US!" Carnal snarled in approval, unaware that he was out to help her. She took to the air to help others, specifically Crowther.

The female snarled and dive-bombed at Influence. It anyone was to die on that day, it would be someone from La Morte, not Meurtrier! Cocaine, after Carnal's little yowl, smirked in the slightest toward Osic.

But all seemed to stand still in the moment that Funeral's voice rang out, clear and crisp, for one individual: Reno. He had been tied up with Circa -- the captain of Meurtrier -- for the majority of the fight. And now Circa backed off to let Funeral have his go. Reno would not be side rammed, and turned quickly. As soon as the king was in his sights, he knew it was time. At first he roared at Funeral, loud and clear. He was his. And this fight was theirs. No one would aid them, no one would assist. Reno opened his wings and took to the sky, awaiting Funeral to join him. But Reno was no fair player. The moment he reached several feet above the ground, he dived at Funeral.[/ul][/blockquote]

[TheWG]

Circa Da'ei, Gatsby Donovan, Kazbek Kannon

She saw people surrounding them, and her fur bristled high- she wasted not a moment leaping into the middle of the gathering circle, as if they were going to kill both of them immediately. "Wait!" She demanded with a sharp roar, walking in a circle to further the onlookers for a moment, stopping at Cocaine with a serious look. "Let him at least make a decision before you rip into him." She said, knowing that she would likely get her tail handed to her later- but she had purpose, and she felt the need to act on it. She turned to Osic, looking desperately at him as she padded up to closer, speaking lowly but fiercely. "Don't do this, Osic, don't you dare betray us now... You're going to get yourself killed- and for what? HER?"

Kazbek flung to the side, catching a glimpse of the male barreling towards his mother as he tried to stabilize himself. "Mother!" He roared, and leaped up in an instant to join her. Yet he fell short, hissing in surprise as the pain from the would on his belly began to set it- and he finally looked down to assess it. He was bleeding, quite a bit. Shaking the hesitation off, he ran to stop the red male from colliding with his mother.

Gatsby toppled alright, and rolled back to his feet in the same instant. Instead of attacking, he simply stopped to look at the male for a moment, smirking tauntingly before bearing his teeth threateningly. "Stubborn, aren't you?"

[Jason]

At the sound of his name, the demonic's head turned, spotting Kazbek. What did he need? He had little time to think on that word reached his dark ears. "Of course. I did not want anyone else to have the chance," he replied, not yet turning to face his foe. The next words cause him to glance, but claws tore open his shoulder and he was knocked from hi mother's corpse. He snarled as he hit the ground, over-sized dewclaws latching into the rock to keep him from sprawling. Felines were screaming at one another, for reasons he could not quite grasp. He had a short quip with his mother, but he had not been conversational. His bright, green eyes focused on his attacker, pupils contracting to slits again. Alfwin growled, not inclined to chat with his foe.

He was immediately comforted by Raegan's presence, though a bit embarrassed by his mistake with Ducarius. He observed Raegan closely, watching his eyes move. The next words did not surprise him and he rolled his shoulders experimentally as he was left alone. It stung, but no real damage yet. Still, this was more than inconvenient. "Indeed," he replied,brows lifting, not quite understanding why everyone felt the need to chat. It was distracting perhaps? "Let me guess," he began, adjusting his stance. "You have daddy issues?" he demanded as he sailed into the air toward his foe. It was his first battle. He had to experiment with tactics.

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"You're a pretty one," Sardon crooned to Odesseia. "Should I feel bad if I mar you? Feel free to return the favor," he replied, his grin widening. He had taken her paw across the face and green hued blood spilled from the new gashes, a nauseating odor rising from it. Contact with the mouth could induce vomiting. He shook the blood about and jumped at her again, focusing first on her wings.

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Jasper circled over the top for a few moment before barreling into the midst. Spotting one of his adoptive brothers chatting with one of Asesino's bastard children cause him to growl under his breath. Who would he choose as a target? He had no intention of holding back. Victor had his instructions, and he trusted his son to do what was needed. He would have to inform Cocaine and Funeral of this later. His wings folded and he dove into the fray, barreling into the rock, bodies, whatever was in this missile's way. He was quick to return to his feet, wings flared slightly. He was debating on what to do. This terrain offered many fun things, his gaze quickly turning to the large rock spires about them. His teeth were revealed and he launched into one, slamming his horns at the base to ruin the foundations. Another impact would cause it to crumble down. He enjoyed laying traps. There were not enough foes for the brute to have fun in a fight, thus, he would cause havoc in other ways.


(Fail post written in a hurry.)

[Dingo]

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As well as the sounds of battle, there was also a lot of talking. Crowther couldn't hone in on any once voice, but there seemed to be a lot of shouting where a small group was gathering. Among that noise, he heard his name be called. Immediately, he turned to answer the call.
His eyes sought out the source just before a flash of red was smeared before him. He whipped around to face Influence, the guy who he had seen before at the Castle.. A snarl ripped from him. "You!" He would put this arrogant bastard in his place.
Now with limited time to act, Crowther went to jump away, but Influence had caught his leg and it sent Crowther off balance. He skidded into the ash, his hind leg in pain, and then turned to face Influence. Suddenly, another winged female was upon them, but this time she was on his side. "Carnal?" He half-acknowledged, half said in surprise. With that, he aimed a swipe at Influence before turning to Cocaine. He let out a roar in response, saying nothing in particular. He would be back to help Carnal, he was sure.. That red bloodbeast wasn't getting off that easily.
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Cassius watched as Funeral entered the scene, still a bit dazed. The only things to snap him out of it and back into the fight were the sounds of Caylis and his father. He nodded to his father hesitantly before stealing a few glances at Osic and Najisi. Some things were happening that he was sure his father could take care of, but he kept an eye on them anyway and took a few steps towards them.
At the female's words, he turned to face Caylis, his claws extending to scrap at the hard ground. She was the last being he wanted to see, but was also somehow looking for her. Still, he didn't want to have this conversation now of all times. The two of them were also clearly in earshot of Cocaine. Anger boiled inside him. She was making him look weak in front of his own father! If Cass didn't know better, he would have lashed out at her. "Piss off, Caylis!" He snorted with a roll of his eyes. "Well yeah..! I will say what I like. I'll say that I don't need your help and I don't need you!" He huffed in disgust as he stepped away from her, his back now facing Osic and Najisi, leaving himself rather open as he dealt with Caylis. "Ugh, I'm not your child, and I am certainly not your friend!"
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COCAINE, ODYSSEIA, CARNAL {MEUR} SLAUGHTER, KRANKHEIT {LA MORTE}

[/i] He growled. "My son is capable. Now do us a favor and aid in keeping these two locked here. They don't move until Osic speaks to me." Cocaine snarled. "And Cass, turn to face the enemy, deal with her later."

Odysseia found no use in responding and immediately leaped to the side as to avoid Sardon getting a-hold of her. The benefit of keeping her eyes open and her mouth shut. She took to the air and swiftly U-turned on the male. Ody aimed to claw at his back.

"As ever." Slaughter smirked at Gatsby and leaped at him again, but just off to the side. He slid along Gatsby's side and attempted to bite into the male's rump while he used his claws to attack the back and cling for dear life.

Krankheit snarled as he ended up in a frenzy of fur with Kazbek instead of Caylis. He lashed out viciously. Pulled, pushed, lashed, and bit where he could. Both males were undeniably inexperienced, but Krankheit was weakening. After fighting so many and having not fought for so long, he may not last much longer.

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