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Damn swamp - Kalita - October 20, 2016
Oops.
She scrambled backward, hair on end as she realized her mistake. The swamp, the damn swamp, and the rain that had been pouring steadily all day had led to her slip, her crossing of the border. The scents were weak, fault of the wind and rain and pungent swamp, and she was lucky to have realized her mistake quickly. At least, so she thought. But the wind changed direction a moment, and the borders she suddenly realized were directly beneath her. She hissed and stepped back, thinking quickly of were to go next and the best way to get out of this dark swamp.
RE: Damn swamp - Damien - October 22, 2016
With scruff hair on end Damien charged at the intruder without thought. These damned swamps would always be the breach in Blackfeather Woods, and Damien realized how difficult it was to mark a place so strongly scented. But still it was his damned land (and to be honest Damien kind of enjoyed chasing trespassers away every once in a while) so his reaction was immediate as soon as he saw the female struggling to move in the water.
He struck, hard and true to the neck of the swamp-betrayed female despite her clear intention to retreat; but his throaty growl, deep and sonorous, anticipated his entrance, giving the victim enough time to react if she was quick.
RE: Damn swamp - Kalita - October 23, 2016
"Shit!"
An explosion of sound to match the explosion of motion that suddenly rushed her, to match the shock when, despite her best efforts, it caught a weak hold on the side of her neck before she writhed wildly and slipped away, back pedaling a moment before falling into the muck of the swamp.
"Chill!" She shouted, a very poor choice of word but something that she felt she needed to get across anyway as she pulled herself quickly from the filth, pelt sodden and streaked with disgusting muck. She pivoted to face the one she now identified as male, black fur and silver-eyed. She's out of the borders-she thinks. Having no idea now where they lie, disorionted after the sudden attack, she doesn't know where to run too.
RE: Damn swamp - Miraak - October 25, 2016
'Chill', she says,the shade rumbled as he emerged from the swamp, watching as his nephew attacked the brazen intruder. He had often thought that they should extend their lines around the swamp, as to deter visitors. This only solidified his thoughts. He would have to bring it up to Damien once when this was over.
After walking headlong into enemy territory,He snorted, cornering the woman between him and Damien.
RE: Damn swamp - Damien - November 18, 2016
unprecautious, uninvited, unmannered. This bitch was all those things but ten times worse, and still what bothered Damien the most was how exorbitantly dumb she was. He gave her no grace time to leave, instead jumping right into action and chasing the trespassing bitch away from his kingdom whether his uncle joined him or not. If he'd had the chance he would have ripped her face off, but fate would not please him this time.