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| Subject: Elder Baritos vs. Scout Marona April 13th 2016, 15:48 | |
| The scout had been privileged to be able to go with the pack to the moor. Pain and agony radiated up from her injured leg making her limp along a little slowly. But as she had limped along she had noticed a good sized bunch of pups among the group. A fair fe had the dark coloring and the eyes of the evil alpha but some had pelts of brown earth. When she had finally arrived at their destination Marona laid down, trying to position herself so that she wouldn't hurt anymore than she already was. She watched as one by one the members picked spots here and there, most hanging to the back. Wether in fear or not was her guess.
She took quick calculation of their body language and most sat stiffly. Hhhmmm, so not all like their alpha, would there be an up rising? Marona laid her head down in the grass between her paws, letting a flash of pain cross her features and made an attempt to fight it back, but not too much. She wanted to the alpha and whoever was watching to think that she was the weak and wounded fae she was trying to portray. She took notice of a fae with scars on her face, but what was most interesting was the black fae that sat to the side and behind the alpha male. She sat stiffly, staring straight ahead with a blank expression, not even glancing down at the pups that took their places beside her. Now who is that? Marona wondered. Next was a white creamy fae that sat on the other side behind the demonic brute. That must be Tundra. Another dark earthy fae So many members to watch and so much time until the god-for-saken brute decided that she was worthless and disposed of. She could have made a deal with the devil but she would not betray her newly acquired alpha. She liked her place as their scout, even if she did have a new wound that would probably give her trouble if she couldn't chew it off in time. If not she would probably die from it if it wasn't taken care of properly.
He spoke about the packs, how weak one was now that their Alphess was dead. Another lead by a rogue. But Magnus and his pack in particular caught her attention but she paid that bit with as much interest as the others as possible so as not to draw attention to herself. She had still denied that she was from Pyrvanthros much to the fury of the dark demon king. A war, he wanted to wipe them out. Now she couldn't have that could she, she just found them.
But her head came up when his deep voice rang out that they would all train, that theywould fight each other as if they were enemies. And her name was called. Dear, sweet, other forest! He couldn't be serious could he? How in the hell was she going to fight with an injured limb? If she had been whole she would have relished the chance to try and draw blood from an Erenyx pack member. Now she was in a predicament. Ah, hell!!
The name that had been called along side hers was another brother to the demonic brute and Marona seriously considered calling it off but his words stilled the denial in her throat. He would fight any who didn't give it their best. Great, just great. Her eyes closed as she let another wave of pain make its appearance. She really didn't want to fight on a bad leg but she had to obey the black leader.
Marona limped slowly to a cleared area waiting for her adversary to take his place. This brute was as large as his dark brother and Marona just looked up at him with a scared look. She would try her best but she was totally screwed. She took as best a fighting stance as she could, trying to tuck her wounded leg in as close to her side as possible and ticking her tail. She spread her front limbs for as much stability as she could get and pinned her ears back and lowered her head. The fur along her shoulders rose as her lips pulled back in a snarl. She was going to try and get at least one score on this brute if it killed her.
Attack: -None- Defense: -Seriously injured right hind leg tucked as close to her side as possible, tail tuck to her side, front paws spread for what little stability she has, lowered head with ears pinned back, lips lifted in a snarl and fur along shoulders lifted to make herself look bigger- Injuries: Crushed back right leg
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Wolf Information Gender: Female Age: 3 Purchases: Maim/Laim
| Subject: Re: Elder Baritos vs. Scout Marona May 14th 2016, 16:03 | |
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