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Won't you come out, we can paint the town red - Lonzo Moralez - March 03, 2018
agreed to ooc @Illecebra
As the sun fell behind the curtain of night, clouds of breath appeared then dissipated as the sharp noise of crunching fell beneath massive paws sounded in the night. The rare moonlight intensified his pale eyes, the look of a predator in their depths. He had plotted and planned for this, the beginning of revenge. Tail swinging with the devious walk, his limp only sharpened his drive. The dark lips curled intermittently, thoughts and memories like tar pouring and adhering to his mind. The icy land lay in silence, in stark contrast to the things echoing and pounding in the demon. Pain throbbed, yet was not as sharp as it had been in the days prior.
He stopped, stretching his body tall, scanning the claimed territory. The marking of it wafted up his nostrils. Shaking his head roughly, he huffed, snow blowing up into the air, then floating gently back down. He wasn't going to cross the marked boundaries. That would be a fool's errand. No, he would call to her and begin this dangerous dance. Yet, for a few moments, only the wind sang. The soft strain of notes floated, seemingly mourning the events that were about to occur. As the wind ruffled his long fur, the beast threw back his large head, voice loud, and called to his revenge. And waited.
He stopped, stretching his body tall, scanning the claimed territory. The marking of it wafted up his nostrils. Shaking his head roughly, he huffed, snow blowing up into the air, then floating gently back down. He wasn't going to cross the marked boundaries. That would be a fool's errand. No, he would call to her and begin this dangerous dance. Yet, for a few moments, only the wind sang. The soft strain of notes floated, seemingly mourning the events that were about to occur. As the wind ruffled his long fur, the beast threw back his large head, voice loud, and called to his revenge. And waited.
ILLECEBRA!
RE: Won't you come out, we can paint the town red - Illecebra - March 03, 2018
It all had seemed to settle down, she had hoped that peace would begin. Her head still occasionally swam with dizziness, a reminder of the shadow man Mawk called the snake. Mawk had returned victorious with wounds upon his pale fur marking the war with Lonzo. He had told her the sad outcome, how Dakarai lay dying after fighting his son for Onyx's freedom. How Mawk had dragged Onyx away from him crying. Lonzo had escaped in the end but she still held out hope that it would end. Rowana had returned to them, Mawk was alive, She was alive and sane once more...
But the hope for peace was shattered as she walked by the borders and heard her name screamed out in that horrible voice. oh hell no... she ran full force to the borders and leaped over them, landing in full bristling anger before him and circling around him. "You have some nerve Snake. I will end you, you wont ever be on top of me like that ever again!"
RE: Won't you come out, we can paint the town red - Lonzo Moralez - March 04, 2018
Silence reigned for but a minute. Wind fell still, the moon threw shadows, and the lone dark wolf sat. If not for his untimely presence at an unusual hour, it would have felt calm. Peaceful. Yet with his being, he brought an unease to the night. Something was about to happen, and the thought turned his blackened lips skyward.
The darkness broke as the she-wolf sprinted into view, her hackles raised. Snow sprayed into the air, sprinkling the calm stance of the beast. As she spoke, he tilted his head as if curious of her behavior, his ears swiveled forward like a pup spying his first prey. His eyes glinted as he casually stood up and shook himself. The fur had barely settled back when he suddenly lunged, a shadow in the night, latching onto her throat, snarling. Ears laid back, he spoke, a voice like thunder.
The darkness broke as the she-wolf sprinted into view, her hackles raised. Snow sprayed into the air, sprinkling the calm stance of the beast. As she spoke, he tilted his head as if curious of her behavior, his ears swiveled forward like a pup spying his first prey. His eyes glinted as he casually stood up and shook himself. The fur had barely settled back when he suddenly lunged, a shadow in the night, latching onto her throat, snarling. Ears laid back, he spoke, a voice like thunder.
The name is Lonzo, and you will learn it fast. And it is you who will be ended. Yet you will feel pain first!Sinking his teeth further into her throat, the taste of blood made an amused chuckle rise out of his throat.
RE: Won't you come out, we can paint the town red - Illecebra - March 04, 2018
Illecebra couldn't help the flinch that ruined the aggressive way she bristled at him as he shouted at her. It was unexpected, much different than the calm menace he had used in their first meeting. She was so surprised by his shout that when he lunged she did not Dodge, his teeth easily sinking into her throat and earning a surprised yelp.
Despite what he may have thought, even his fangs at her throat and the firey pain and the stench of her blood would not make her drop into a cower. She was a Blanditia and Blanditia women never cowered even in the face of death. So instead she lunged as much as she could and grabbed hold of his shoulder, fangs sinking in deep. With a deep rumbling snarl she wrenched her head back and with it tore a chunk from his flesh. Unable help herself she spit his own blood all over him with a screamed "Fuck you, Snake!"
RE: Won't you come out, we can paint the town red - Lonzo Moralez - March 04, 2018
Flinching and yelping. Enjoyment came from those, his pride swelling inside of him. His voice had scared her, and deep satisfaction settled in his chest at that knowledge. Dripping blood, his head twisted, the tear of skin making his mouth water. There was a still moment, then he felt her incisors pierce his skin, and a pained growl fell from his lips. A sharp turn of her head, and he whined, the ripping of his flesh filling his ears, combining with her growl. She spit his blood, spraying up into his face, then, with no respect at all, screamed at him. Freezing, pure rage entered his snarl, and something within him snapped.
Eerie pale eyes burned as he yanked strongly on her neck, the taste of blood thick as it pooled in the snow.
Eerie pale eyes burned as he yanked strongly on her neck, the taste of blood thick as it pooled in the snow.
My name is Lonzo Dee Moralez!He slammed into her, his momentum almost carrying him to the ground as well. Catching himself, he locked gazes with her, then rared up, his heavy paws coming down on her again and again. He saw her body go limp, yet continued a few more times before standing over her, breath coming fast. Whispers slipped as he spoke. Angry. Hard.
You will know my name, and before you die,it will cross your lips.Gripping her back leg in his mouth, he began to drag her, pain now radiating through him. He couldn't wait until he could get back to that herb the tortoiseshell had given him.
RE: Won't you come out, we can paint the town red - Illecebra - March 04, 2018
Sick satisfaction was felt from the whine that left his Maw when she tore open his shoulder. She snarled again before the extent of his anger struck her and she froze. She considered screaming for Mawk but before she could do so he tore her neck open,blood flowing freely and knocked her down.
Within moments it was over, the previous head injury making it easy to knock her out again. Her last view was staring over the borders of easthollow and wishing she hadn't run here alone before she passed out.