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 Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:37 pm
Okay so this rp spot is for Numai and Lavona's family. The cubs, the cousins, the inhabitants of the castle, if you will.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:50 pm
Arlen snarled, his lip curling back over his ivory canines in agitation as he watched his mother painfully limp across the garden. His father had done that to her. All because she defended them. He'd been told it was protecting him, but mother didn't have favorites. Some how, she loved them all, even though he was sure more than half of the cubs hated her.
Arlen stood up, not entirley sure what he should be doing right now. He took a few steps and the lean muscles he'd built up quivvered under his fur. His white fur. Black bangs hung down into his face and apparently he resembled his grandmother way too much. And again, what exactly was he suposed to be doing out in the garden with his brothers and sisters? Slaughtering them? Was that an option? He tilted his head to his own thoughts.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:56 am
Tiponi smirked a little, watching his brother from one side in amusement. What an idiot and a mama's boy. He wouldn't get far in life...Heck, Tiponi was surprised the white fool had survived this long without his father eating him. Tiponi slowly walked toward his brother, shadowing him on silent paws. Yuro and Arlen were two of father's least favorite cubs, and the others never missed a chance to use the skills they'd learned on the two siblings Numai'd refused to teach.
He crouched down slightly, then smirked again and threw himself at his brother, claws extended and fangs aiming for a vital grip at his brother's neck. He wasn't trying to kill him, but he loved throwing the weaker siblings to the ground and holding them there like he was going to.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 2:59 pm
Arlen's breath wooshed out with the contact of his brother slaming into him. What the hell? Again? Daily routeen for this family. 'Lets see if we can kill Arlen and Yoru today.' Great. Arlen rolled over in time to barley miss the snapping jaws that belonged to Tiponi. He lunged to his paws and snarled at Tiponi, lips curling back to reveal dangerous teeth.
Arlen lunged forward swiping a paw with extended claws at Tiponis face, the other paw going for a more purchasable target, clawing at his throat.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 11:19 pm
Tiponi growled, lowering his head. He pushed as hard as he could, ramming his head into his brother's chest. He roared against him, then bit down against his brother's shoulder, forcing their bodies very close together to use his brother's own body as a shield for the vulnerable area that protected his jugular vein in his neck.
Forcefully, he pushed Arlen backwards, trying to knock him over or trip him up as they wrestled like this. He could taste his brother's blood in his mouth...it was rather delicious, and made him forget any wounds or pain he might have otherwise felt. "Jus' die, Ya runt!" He growled through his death grip bite on his brother's flesh.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 11:47 am
Arlen was pushed into his back and he growled as his brothers teeth tore into his shoulders. This was a very bad position to be in. He brought his back paws up, claws extended and pushed against the soft part of Tiponi's belly again hoping to rip vital organs. He snarled at Tiponi's request. "You first brother!" His fangs clamped onto the other sibaels leg tightly and jerked, hoping to hear a snaping sound.
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ChaosTheories Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 3:26 pm
"Oh my, did I ever come at a good time!" Petrar's trilling voice chimed suddenly. She had been lounging in the shade of a tree when she heard the scuffle break out. It was always fun seeing somebody beat the snot out of the other. The femme strode over to watch, her head raised overconfidently as usual. "Are you finally going to do in the runt, Tiponi?" she taunted, choosing to urge on the brother that disgusted her the least. That was only by a hair, really.
The young Sibael flicked back the wild bangs that usually hung in her purple eyes. The move, paired with the shining fangs glinting in her grin, made her look rather insane.
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