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Post by Reeku on May 30, 2013 8:13:52 GMT -5
PSYCHO DONOVAN Flame Grotto was always quiet,peaceful no one ever seemed to come in here though with the constant flow of lava from the fiery falls and temperature that would only seem to rise the longer you stayed in here the other pride members may have deemed this place unsafe. The perfect place the large red male thought to himself as he padded around the rocky ash topped surface inspecting the cave. It had been only a few days since he had returned to his birth pride and he was already tired of it what with the captain going on vacation with his own mate and cubs and the fight for someone to take his position whilst he was on leave. He sighed mentally I forgot how much of a drag this whole place is he thought idly as he sat down near a gaping pool of lava but not close enough so that the flying sparks would reach him. He had been carrying random plants, petals and grass in his mouth which he then dropped to the floor next to him spitting out as some of the grass got stuck on his tongue. Psy swatted his paw at a cherry blossom petal that seemed closet to the lava's each causing it to float gracefully into it's burning demise. Amusement washed over the males features as he watched it disiinergrate in front of him. |
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Post by Canicas on May 31, 2013 23:12:52 GMT -5
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His dark body was wandering through the Vedlt, taking steps back towards the grotto to the previous residence. As he approached he realized he wasn't the only one there. A bright figure, quite the opposite of him was approaching the lava. Interesting, did Morphine intrude on a suicide? Hmm, he hadn't spoken to this male but merely seen him around. His name slipped his mind, not that they were ever properly introduced, but he heard it before. Or at least, he thinks he had. It didn't matter anyways. As his eyes continued to watch him, he seemed to be dropping things into the lava instead, his red eyes were also intent on watching them burn. It was interesting to see the flames rise up, before being fully drowned into their demise.
Morphine noticed he hadn't much else to throw in there and took this as his time to approach. He tilted his head, "Interesting, isn't it?" he said, plucking out a feather from one of his wings before turning back towards the lava and dropping it in. He enjoyed watching it gracefully float down, peacefully, and without notice to the terror that lie ahead before touching the top ever so gently and for what seemed a moment, drifting. In a moments notice though, the heat have enveloped it and drowned it along with everything else. "I wonder if anyone is lying in there with all of this."
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Post by kahara on Jun 1, 2013 0:59:24 GMT -5
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[/i][/color] Muttered Kejethan-Darah as he entered the scene. The large, dark looming beast sat down near both of them, neither of which he was really related to. Though he may be; father would indefinitely know more about relations and likely could spin quite the tale on each character. His mind drifted to where Jasper could be and the possibilities seemed endless. Kejethan's attention swirled back to the males and he dipped his head. "The name's Kejethan-Darah Crimson. Kej for short, or Kejethan. It's a mouthful, I know. My parents are Jasper Crimson and Darkknight.. and I assume you're both of the Donovan line. You look it. Well, needless to say we find ourselves together, bored, in the Grotto. Watching our feathers and petals burn at the misery of the flowing lava. Hope everyone's having a decent day?"[/color] He asked, perhaps a bit too eager to get a conversation going. [/ul][/blockquote][/div][/color][/font] Table Coding © Warrah
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Post by LAD on Jun 1, 2013 22:58:21 GMT -5
Shinku Crimson
Having just returned to these fair lands after so long, Shinku Crimson - once an ally now turned pride member - found himself perking up at a conversation that had begun not too far from where he was. At first, he found himself ignoring it, until the second voice spoke up - slightly louder than the first and eager sounding. White eyes narrowed.
"The name's Kejethan Darah Crimson.... My parents are Jasper Crimson and Darkknight."
The Crimson paused, ears flicking forward, breath halting. The dark male leapt from his perch, and approached the trio, listening to the rest of what his new-found brother was saying. He was silent as a mouse, old habits - having practiced this life when he was once an assassin - forcing him to approach from downwind, and seemed to appear a few feet away from them. "I would say it's a decent day when you have realized your blood brother is standing a few yards away from you." His eyes white eyes flicked to Kejethan, who had matching white eyes, and he dipped his head towards him, then towards the other two.
Shinku Crimson, son of Jasper Crimson and Darkknight as well." it was all that needed to be said about his linage in his opinion before he turned his eyes towards the blazing lava. "To be bored allows for minds to wander. Any of us could make this interesting, the lava certainly seems to do that for us." This last comment was directed towards Kejethan and Morphine - a mixed response.
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Post by Reeku on Jun 2, 2013 15:11:16 GMT -5
PSYCHO DONOVAN Large red ears pivot in the direction of where he could here someone approaching, he didn't bother turning around at first sighing mentally that his fun was now over and he would have to return to do some meaningless job. Though when he heard the other males voice and didn't recognize it he turned his face towards him in time to catch the feather float beautifully into the pit. Psycho didn't speak for a while preferring to watch the lava boil and bubble before another unfamiliar voice caught his ears. Pondering at the thought any lions remains that may lay at the bottom of the lava pool distracted him for a while or at least he made himself seem distracted though he really just wanted to ignore the two other males and go back to pretending he's alone again..nice, peaceful loneliness. Though he the very opposite of alone as yet another figure made his way onto the scene introducing himself. Psycho hadn't even introduced himself to any of the pride members, mostly being he tried his hardest to avoid being a part of those little chat circles any one who wanted to introduce themselves to him usually just got a cold shoulder or in most cases completely blanked as he pretend to sleep somewhere. "You would be correct there, I'm Psycho Donovan just call me Psy though since it's so much easier"He finally decided to engage in the conversation deciding that there was really no good escape anyway, his expression turned to one resembling boredom as he spoke the next part "My mother was Flame Donovan and my father was uhh.. some male or something"He shrugged as he failed to remember his fathers, not that it mattered since he'd never been apart of Psy's life. "I wonder how long a person can put a paw in the lava before they need to take it out.."He was really thinking aloud here wondering if you put a paw in the lava for a second would only the fur go? or maybe it would get rid of the limb completely. Should try and catch a mouse and seeplanning his entertainment or experiments for later. |
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Post by Canicas on Jun 22, 2013 19:43:08 GMT -5
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Morphine's eyes rose to meet another's eyes, nodding at him. This male seemed quite eager to know them. He didn't mind, Morphine always found it better to know many then to know none at all. It could prove useful to know who's a threat, and who's simply prey. Before long they were an abyss, aside from Psycho's red looking out of place. He wondered at the moment, if he pushed him into the lava. Would anyone notice his body if it was still afloat? It blended so well, he doubted it. Not that he would try it, it was simple curiosity.
"Morphine, as you guessed" he nodded towards Kej "Donovan." since they were introducing their parents as well, he looked around. Well, the donovans all looked quite similar, but he always thought he and his siblings looked different, considering his father was onyx colored all over besides his mane. "Morpheus Donovan and Oaish." he forgets his mothers last name, then again, he doesn't believe he ever knew it. It didn't matter, he never really connected with her.
"Well, if your so curious, you should try dipping your own in there." he looked at the others, "Or unless we're all bored enough, we could turn it into a game of sorts." he laughed, "Whoever's feather burns last...sticks their paw in"
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Post by kahara on Jun 27, 2013 6:52:35 GMT -5
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[/i][/color] Questioned Kejethan, as if he could not believe his eyes nor ears of the sight before him. A sibling. Now that was definitely worth a blink or two. Once he was positive that he wasn't seeing things, he gave a nod to his brother and turned back to the Donovan's. "Psy, Morphine." He greeted and then turned his attention back on the lava as he listened to them talk. "Now that sounds like a fun game."[/color] Kejethan said somewhat sarcastically. If the Donovan's would do it, so would he, but only for the heck of it. However something told him that Viciado, the healer of Meurtrier, wouldn't be too happy with the boys goofing off with lava. That'd be one hell of a story to explain. [/ul][/blockquote][/div][/color][/font] Table Coding © Warrah
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Post by LAD on Jul 13, 2013 15:43:50 GMT -5
Shinku Crimson
Lips twitched upwards - hardly noticeable on his dark pelt, at his brother's surprised response, and he nodded once more. His gaze flicked to Psy and Morphine - he recognized the latter, having been a close.... Companionship of the Dark's line. Flicking his ears, he gave a snort.
"Indeed. To lose a paw would be quite fitting of any one of us. Quite the story to take back to the pride as well." He murmured. He wondered on voicing the suffering of a piece of prey first. "We could always catch a rabbit and see how well it fairs as well."
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