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Post by † Demon † on Feb 21, 2005 14:36:08 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300] Demon burst into a cackling laugh. "Bring my son into Battle!?" rasped the she wolf, her breaths wheezing slightly. "You've got to be kidding me? I may be heartless and stone-cold inside but I would NEVER drag my son into a battle I could handle..." Sneering, her optics enlarged and her back legs went into position. "Or maybe..." she snarled finally hating silence with a passion, "you're just using my son as an excuse... after all, what is it they say... can't teach an old wolf new tricks..." Smiling with twisted innocence, she growled deeply, and dug her claws severely into the earth she stood. "Come on!" hissed the she wolf loudly, egging the wolf on to do his worst, "give me your best..." [/glow]
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Post by Kerael on Feb 22, 2005 23:32:30 GMT -5
"Demon," Kerael spoke coldly. "I don't want to fight you. And no, that is not because I'm a coward. I will not fight meaningless battles with the likes of you." His senses were alert for any signs that she might attack. Though he wished to avoid conflict, he was prepared to battle.
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Post by † Demon † on Feb 27, 2005 16:06:13 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300] "Meaningless..." rasped Demon after a moment of silence. "If this was meaningless I would have gone back to my family by now... but NO! This is not a meaningless battle... I have dreamed of spilling your blood for ages; and threatning my son has pulled the last of my strings..." Growling as her words trailed away, she glared; muscles tensed, claws digged, canines gritted. The anger she had surpressed was thick in the atmosphere; thicker than the winter fog beginning to settle on the grounds and around the bare-stripped trees surrounding. "So, Kerael... here's your last chance before I tear your pathetic eyes from your bare-based skull..." Grinning, she gave a loud snarl and began to circle Kerael, eyes never removed from his form. "Give me the best you've got, or...." Smirking, she paused, the tension building as the crows cried out; hoping for a giant feast this sun. "...a slow, painful...death..." [/glow]
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Post by Kerael on Feb 28, 2005 19:37:05 GMT -5
Kerael stood firm against the lashing of Demon's tongue. He coldly replied to her threats. "You think to make me cower with your words? I am no coward, Demon. You think I will just roll over and let you have your way with me, but I am no toy. I am a kerl warrior, and you are foolish to try my patience so."
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Post by † Demon † on Mar 2, 2005 10:29:16 GMT -5
sorry about the lameness of my post - short for time. =( boo hoo!
[glow=black,2,300] "Try your patience?" smirked the she wolf coldly, "now why would I do something like that...?" Grinning, she took another step forward. Her nose now a bites length away from Kerael's maw. "Here's your chance," rasped the she wolf violently, revealing her neck. "Come on, you know you want to.." Narrowing her optics hastily, she witheld her earth; never moving, never flinching. "Do it now... or never..." [/glow]
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Post by Kerael on Mar 2, 2005 10:47:55 GMT -5
Kerael's eyes narrowed. "You think you know me, Demon, but ask your self, would I really want to just tear your throat out? Am I the type of varg that would happily cause others pain?" His lips lifted in a snarl. "You are more wrong then ever, Demon."
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Post by † Demon † on Mar 4, 2005 17:37:38 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300] Raising her eyes at the comments made, the she wolf shifted with utter boredom. Her tassle had grown weary in the passing moments gone by; its flickering weak and unwanted. Her growls had calmed to minor sparks and splutters here and there. And her eyes, well they still flashed with deceit and pain; the kind of pain that brought out her true form. She was not just looking for a mere soul to fight with; she was looking for a way to express herself. Some did so by words or howls; Demon did by anger. That was how she was taught to do it any way. Sighing, she ran her tongue across her maw, and shook her head slowly. "What's the use?" she muttered to herself, "There is nothing here but a waste of my time..." Turning, she nodded to her somewhat silent son to follow. Beginning to pad away, she felt one or two tears beginning to outline her once fierce visuals. Pushing them away with stubborn thoughts and memories, she gave a mere glance at the wolf she had just scorned at so. Feeling no guilt or remorse for her past actions yet, she shrugged away her pityful aches and stabs in her stomach and heart. "...If only things were back to normal..." [/glow]
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Post by Kerael on Mar 8, 2005 19:33:39 GMT -5
Kerael stood silently as Demon turned and began walking away. He felt sorrow tug at his heart, and regret. "I wish I could make things better," He said quietly to himself. "I wish I could bring back the Demon I knew."
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