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Post by kahara on Jun 1, 2013 2:08:14 GMT -5
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STATIC DONOVAN
Table Coding © Warrah Editing - Kahara "I'm Speaking!" | I'm thinking.
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Post by TheWG on Jun 1, 2013 6:55:56 GMT -5
Circa Da'ei
Blue eyes opened wide as she saw the older lioness wander near the camp, coughing and sputtering as if she were greatly struggling. It had been a peaceful morning before this, and her large back fur prickled like a frill when she scented the blood as well. What the hell happened to you? Has she been in a fight? Anything could have happened, and even though her position expired, she still felt the ultimate need to help, in any way she could, because Static looked as if she was struggling badly.
The red lioness leaped off of the rock she perched on and made haste towards her, roaring as well; a more audible one that would also call to more members to help the fallen 'ess, namely Viciado. Circa was no medic, and by far... She would need it. As she came upon her, the 'ess looked over her worriedly, and meowed questions, hoping she could get some audible answer or at least a motion. "Static- can you speak? What happened to you?"
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Post by kahara on Jun 27, 2013 6:44:58 GMT -5
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[/i][/color] She spat out and began to shiver. It was all a blur. "Blur." [/ul][/blockquote][/div][/color][/font] Table Coding © Warrah Editing - Kahara "I'm Speaking!" | I'm thinking. [/center] [/td][/tr][/table][/center] NERANTE
[/i]. "Mother Viciado isn't here right now. But I am. what happened?" His question more directed at Circa as he looked over Static.[/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by TheWG on Jun 27, 2013 7:40:12 GMT -5
Circa Da'ei
Her pelt prickled as Static tried to speak. "Attack? But-who?" She stammered before realizing that the poor lioness didn't remember. Circa bit her lip, and swerved around as Nerante approached. Thank god. Disappointment briefly showed in her face at mention of the absence of Viciado, but she wasn't going to doubt Nerante's help, she immediatly told him all she knew. "She spoke of attack, but I haven't got anything else. What do we need to do? I'll help in any way I can."
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Post by kahara on Jun 27, 2013 8:10:17 GMT -5
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STATIC DONOVAN
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[/i] His voice trailed before he turned back to Circa. "Actually, could you uh, go clear a spot near my family's den?" He asked. There was a spot just outside the den often used for the sick. Moss and bedding was used as a comfort and they had placed shelter above with mud and twigs, all twisted together, once dried to make a ceiling. It had to often be replaced. As soon as Circa was gone, to do what he asked, he'd place his paws delicately over Static. She was too out of it to remember this later; and using his magic, healed her from the inside. Everything was internal. There would have been no other way. He only hoped that he did it right. [/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by TheWG on Jun 27, 2013 8:43:59 GMT -5
Circa Da'ei
Circa nodded quickly, and bounded off to do as Nerante asked. It took her a moment to find the family's den, a bit of life stirred within it but Circa tried not to pay attention to that, picking out a spot within the shelter near the den and using her paws to clear it of debris, she padded out a spot of moss that she thought was big enough for Static. Meanwhile, her mind whirled with possibilities. The members were still gone, and now a mysterious attack... What and odd deal this was turning out to be. She was no longer captain, but her dedication... She still felt quite a bit of stress on the pride's behalf. No matter, she was there to help at the moment, not worry.
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Post by kahara on Jun 27, 2013 12:41:23 GMT -5
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STATIC DONOVAN
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[/i] He said, and then walked to where Circa had cleared a bed spot for Static. He laid her down there and then backed away to give her space. [/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by Silverfang on Jun 27, 2013 12:57:34 GMT -5
At the scent of blood, and a distressed call, the King was quick to be put on edge and immediately had lifted his head with ears perked to locate where it was all coming from. Mixed with Meurtrian scent, he could only hope this wasn't an inward scuffle of his pridemates. Leaping off of the Throne with wings outstretched, Funeral made his way quickly over to find the trio. He lunged forward, however kept his distance a few strides away. The King arrived just in time to hear Nerante.
"What's happened?" His nostrils flared, the question for no one in particular, but keeping an exceptionally solid gaze on the injured spy.
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Post by TheWG on Jun 27, 2013 13:38:54 GMT -5
Circa Da'ei
Sky blue optics quickly flashed towards the leader, heavily relieved by his appearance, and gave a glance to Nerante before stepping forward to explain. "We aren't quite sure my lord, the only thing she could say to us was something about an attack. Otherwise, she can't really speak, we'll have to wait until she's healed enough to know what happened to her completely..." She trailed, looking to Nerante for him to add anything else that could have been in his check up. She was no medic, and she knew that if she had missed something, he would fill in the rest, medically. She waited a moment for him to process, before offering, "Should I check around the Veldt for anything suspicious?"
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Post by kahara on Jun 27, 2013 15:01:14 GMT -5
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[/i] He had held onto it with his own paw, tucked between his paw-toes. He let it drop before the king. "I couldn't detect a scent, perhaps you'll have better luck."[/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by Silverfang on Jun 27, 2013 15:13:33 GMT -5
The King stared at Circa as she explained. Giving a small frown. "Find a warrior or two to take with you. I don't want anyone out alone if we're threatened." He nodded her off, before facing Nerante, examining his words and the white tuft. Good eye.
"Very good observation, I must say. And I commend you for your work." He lowered himself to sniff at the ivory lock, taking some cautious, short sniffs and becoming lost in thought, almost. His eyes were focused on nothing in particular - and most of the scent was Static's, but he did catch something slightly different than the Veldt. He would have to look into that later. "I'll take the evidence to go over it further. Thank you, Nerante." He gave a curt nod. The emerald gaze shifted to where Static was laid, ear twitching at the moan but otherwise simply staring and overlooking her for a moment before setting himself nearby to examine the tuft and wait for Circa's arrival.
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Post by TheWG on Jun 27, 2013 15:36:42 GMT -5
Circa Da'ei
Circa nodded, bounding off to look for those to come with her. She had many people in mind who would be good to accompany her, but if she didn't find them quickly enough, she would settle for the best in her sights. As she entered camp, she let out a call to summon anyone within earshot, so that she could pick from whoever was around.
(Whoever wants to go with Circs, fire away! >u>)
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Post by drifter on Jun 27, 2013 16:00:27 GMT -5
Osic Donovan
Black tail swayed to and fro as its keeper lounged in a tree. Quickly though it gave a few short lashes as ears perked to a call. Purples slipped into view from beneath red lids. A yawn rattled the male's figure as he slowly sat up into a stretch, back arching then relaxing after a good pop. Awareness soon after began to settle, chasing away the drowse. Osic pricked his ears forward even more, now realizing that the call had sounded pretty urgent. Wings spread, one hesitating as if stiff making Osic wince slightly. A couple of flaps and the pain subsided.
Black mass and red feathers landed lightly infront of a familiar red 'ess. His gaze met her baby blues with a smile. Yet, it faded to her look of some distress. "What's up girlie?" Head tilted to one side, audits semi flattening.
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Post by TheWG on Jun 27, 2013 16:14:38 GMT -5
Circa Da'ei
She nearly jump as she heard a thump land beside her, and her head swiveled to see who the culprit was. She was happy with the appearance, Osic was one of the ones on her list. A small grin appeared before it once again turned to haste. "Osic! I need your help... Perhaps your sister's as well, do you know where she is?" She said, looking at him with question, before realizing she didn't want to take up making him guess what she needed. "I need a few to accompany me around the Veldt, there's been an incident." [/size] [/blockquote]
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Post by drifter on Jun 27, 2013 16:30:52 GMT -5
Osic Donovan
Purples flicked around momentarily. An incident? Not wanting to slow Circa down, Osic shook his head. "Actually I haven't seen her since the other night. But I'll help you out in any way that I can." Chest slightly puffed up and he gave a small grin of confidence.
Short .__.
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