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Post by ♥S-Berry Septy\\* on Jul 4, 2006 19:03:08 GMT -5
OOC: Short. Sorry. Dinna is like right now.
She shrugged while her eyes scanned the terra, spotting only insects. "Probably not," September replied with a sly grin. "Though that makes it all enjoyable; having nothing, yet finding something." Her tassel flicked, the tip purposely brushing against Vash's cheek as she went of in search of food. Eyes scanned hard, though she found nothing except hares and more bugs. "What do you want?" she said behind her to Vash. "Large prey, or small?"
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Post by Carly Dear. on Jul 4, 2006 19:31:52 GMT -5
OoC: It's alright ^-^
"I think it might be good to just catch something small. Might not have alot of meat on it...but we don't really want spare meat around us while we're asleep. Who knows what might creep onto the lands around us." He flicked his own tail, moving slowly behind her. Gaze moved to and fro, saldy, he only spotted a squirrel, something he'd rather not eat. "That is..inless you want to find something larger to snack on. If that is what you wish, we can go after whatever." Mm, gotta love him sometimes, no?
Paws smacked the ground lightly as his large brown bodice moved foward. He was only beside September for a few seconds before he continued forward. He sniffed at the air, catching a scent he would've chose not to. He pulled back beside her. "Stop for a moment." He had whispered such, his shoulder rubbing against hers. The scent of a human had begun to flow through the air stream. "Humans.. I wonder if we've been spotted yet."
The small sound from a twig snapping echoed in the wooded lands, making most noise close by stop. The only sounds that could be heard were a humans rough breathing and the bugs joyful buzzing noise. Of course, September would be able to hear Vashs calm breathing, mouth parted slightly, gaze moving to and fro, attempting to catch sight of the two-legged creature. Vash took a small step forward, Septembers warmth leaving his shoulder as he continued to advance ahead of her.
Then he spotted it. A male twoleg, staring right at the two from the shadows of the trees, standing with nothing but the clothes on his back, and the metal firearm in his hands. Vash didn't plan on attacking the two-leg, atleast not yet. Vashs formed moved infront of Septembers, head lowered ever so slightly. He didn't care if September wanted him to protect her or not, it was just how he was.
He looked rather calm, though he had a fire-arm aimed his chest. His breathing was normal, and his face held no expression. Tail was hanging limp behind him. 'Let nothing happen right here, Lobo..Let nothing happen.'
OoC: I can edit this if you'd like x] I just thought it might be fun to bring in a human,Cause some trouble. It goes with the plot anyway. x] If you want me to change it, just let me know.
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Post by Roxas </3 on Jul 5, 2006 12:50:58 GMT -5
A dark coat travelled by her smell... it was comforting to know that now she wouldn't attack him, like the times before... and he had thought dear September was a goner! His pace quickened as he smelt some trouble... maybe a group of foxes? Those things were nasty.
Ebony mitts were punding the ground, when he smelt humans. Cautiously, he walked around a tree, to find himself by a human hunter, and he was pointing his Fire Stick at a male, and just behind him-- September! The male seemed horrified, and was trying to shield the femora from the Hunter.
Though filled with nervousness, he still smirked. Like that would work... if the Hunter took good-enough aim, he'd take out both of them. His mind reeled, and just as he saw the hunter pull the trigger, he jumped out of his spot, and into him, making the hunter miss.
"Run!" he growled to the two, and jumped for the rifle. He managed to get a grip on it, and he pulled, trying to give September and Vash enough time to get away.
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Post by Carly Dear. on Jul 5, 2006 14:10:22 GMT -5
The scent of another wolf slowly began enter the area, as Vash stood. Horrified, I guess you could say, for most wolven would be scared to have a fire-arm aimed right at them.
When the bullet managed to miss the two, Vash didn't take time to thank the brute. He turned around quickly, eyes resting on September, glad the bullet had missed both of them.. He shoved his head against her neck, affectionately nuzzling her. He had intended for the nuzzle to be a friendly 'I'm glad your safe' kind of nuzzle, but, it turned out otherwise. "C'mon." He muttered, before he took a few steps forward. He wouldn't leave her behind, even if she wanted to stay.
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Post by ♥S-Berry Septy\\* on Jul 5, 2006 18:14:56 GMT -5
Her tiara shook as she scanned about. "Small is fine. Besides. I cannot see a thing that is large enough anywa-" Nasal flared to devour the aroma of man, her nape lowering slightly as her auds pinned. She tried to contain the echoing snarl that boomed her vocals, though it was very difficult. Man was not her thing. Eyes narrowed as she took a tiny step forwards to never leave his side. No. If anything were to happen, she would be there by him. She wouldn't let him take the blow.
His machine had been directed towards Vash, and September was enraged. Back strands were on end as her eyes glowed with a menacing fury, ready to spring and attack. Her eyes followed the dark coated creature, snarling, tossing her head back as if ready to spring. "What the hell..." But her attempt was muffled by his scent; one too familiar. A past kind of familiar. Axel. With her brow furrowed she stared, frozen to place, eyes baring no readable expression. And he jumped. And he steered that gun away from them. Brave, young man. Foolish... but brave. She smirked her thanks before turning, eyeing Vash, feeling his nuzzle against her own flesh.
Before he had time to draw away at the same moment she gave him her own. Unlike his, however, it had meant to be affectionate. Not a feeling more, not a feeling less. As surprising as it may be to one's ears, September Claret was falling for Cruvashus. It was as if he was the fire, here to melt away her solid heart, and she felt as if he would do it for as long as it took. And in a way; she knew it was true. A sly grin crossed her lips as she nodded, bodice towards the earth, silently slinking closer towards the forest. She turned behind her, snorting. "But will Axel be alright?" September questioned.
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Post by Carly Dear. on Jul 5, 2006 18:25:06 GMT -5
"We'll hope. I just want to get you out of here." Vash replied quietly as they ran. "Once I'm sure you're safe, I'll go back to check." His paws smacked the ground. He didn't want to leave Septembers side to go and check once she was somewhere safe, but he would, if that was what she wanted. His main worry as of right now was more hunters, which there was bound to be.
Ah, and there it came. The scent of more two-legs filling their air. "You're not safe here." He growled, louder than before. Licking his lips he glanced around. He could see the faint outlines of humans walking in the shadows. "I don't think your friend can help us now."
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Post by ♥S-Berry Septy\\* on Jul 5, 2006 18:38:19 GMT -5
She laughed softly as the aroma of more men fluttered her nares. Ah... how devious she felt at the moment. How terribly she wanted to jump in and give the Battlegrounds their original purpose. She wanted to, yes, but she wasn't that stupid. Oh, no. Man was wise in their own disgusting kind of way. They weren't a thing to play games with.
She walked a bit further before halting, snapping her crown towards him. "Vash," September began. "Do not only concentrate on me. You have your own self to think about, too, you know. I would hate the be the one responsible for any injury caused by these monsters." Paws took her an inch forward to nip at his shoulder. "Don't get hurt. Alright?" Strange how motherly she was acting towards him; it was as if she cared.
Or maybe... she did.
With a snarl she scooted back further into the darkness, eyes ablaze, awaiting for the right moment to move in and attack. What a stupid girl. The air was thick with man, and it was hard to tell where they were coming one. Little did she know one was behind her, unaware of her presence until he turned around. With only a knife clutched in his crip he gasped, eyeing September from behind, scooting closer.
Oblivious to her danger September sat, growling, unsure of what to do. Her growl turned into a raged scream as the man lunged for her, knife in hand, slicing her thigh with ease. Blood whirled as she spun around, knowing better than to think or even notice her injury. It would only make you weak knowing that you had been struck. "Damn pests," the fae hissed before twisting to the side and snapping at his body. Her fangs pierced his wrist... and she wasn't satisfied until her auds digested the sweet cry that flew from his lips. It was then she released and darted back. Man's reinforcements would be coming.
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Post by Carly Dear. on Jul 5, 2006 18:49:54 GMT -5
A mere nod let September know that Vash understood what she had said. He moved away from her, only aftre a few moments, he heard her snap at a human, her jaws tight around his wrist. He could see she was injured, but he did as she said. He figured she would be fine.
Ah, and then the reinforcment came. Human after human could be seen circling them, quite a few of them rushing over to help the injured man. Caught up in the moment, he just stared at the humans, all panicing over a simple bite. Then, his eyes caught the movement to his left. A human, holding out another fire-arm, straight at himself. His lips twitched, as he waiting for the bullet shot to ring, but it took a few minutes before anything happened. When the ring from the bullet being shot did sound, Vash attempted to move out of the way, but he felt the badly aimed bullet tug at the back part of his hind leg.
The man quickly began to fumble with some bullets, attempting to get another one in the gun as quick as he could, ebfore the wolf attacked. Vash didn't attack though, as foolish as it may seem, he was just going to stand and snarl. These men were stupid. They'd easily be scared off by a simple snarl.
The large brute took one step closer to the human, who paniced. "Why're we even out here? These wolves look useless." The Man bellowed to the others, slowly walking from Vash.. [/color]
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Post by ♥S-Berry Septy\\* on Jul 5, 2006 18:58:46 GMT -5
Her eyes scanned about her, snarling at the humans, daring them to approach. She had moved far enough away from the man so that he could seek help; though the other men seemed quite pissed at her actions. But oh. How ready she would be if they wished to fight back. Shoulders were broad in her trick-way of making herself seem larger, faking a lunge in the human's direction. Her own amusement, really. It was funny. Hah.
The gunshot rang in her ears, and September froze, realizing suddenly the gash in her thigh. Pain caught up with her. She shut her eyes and collapsed, soon realizing the gunshot hadn't been aimed at her. No. This mark came from that /other/ man. But, then, who was the machine aimed at? Lifting her tiara in an attempt of regaining strength, she noticed Vash. Oh no. Vash!
Violent slashes of her crown spat saliva in all directions, dribbling across in a strange manner of rage. She stood, trying to keep weight off her bad leg, darting towards Vash and snarling sharply the men. The one who had shot him she did not know. Hopefully, however, her threats would be enough. Woozy, September turned, eyeing Vash, her legs twitching from lack of strength. "You alright?"
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Post by Carly Dear. on Jul 5, 2006 19:07:40 GMT -5
"Fine." Vash replied, before glancing at her leg. He wished that he would have been the one to get slashed at, not her. "Are you alright?" He asked, before hearing a man shout at the two-leg before them. Gun was lifted and aimed at September. September was already hurt, meaning Vash didn't plan on letting her fight this man off. "Be careful." He muttered to her, nudging her cheek, before lunging forward, a loud snarl coming from his vocals. He didn't tackle the man, but he did catch hold of the metal gun. His teeth remained tight on the now slippery object. "Run!" He snarled to September, just as he let go of the gun.
Teeth quick caught hold of the mans ankle, pulling at the clothes they wore, tearing at the skin. He didn't care if he were to taste blood or not, he just wanted to injure the man to warn him. Then, he felt a sharp pain in his head. The two-leg had smacked his head with the gun, attempting to get him off, for he was shaking to badly to get any bullets into the gun.
Vash let out a startled yelp, head aching quite a bit. He didn't stop tearing at the mans ankle though. When he finally did let go, the mans ankle was bleeding, flesh torn, bite marks showing.
The man began to stumbled backwards, watching the angered brute snarl and edge closer, teeth bared, eyes narrowed. Bodice moved quickly, slamming against the one leg the man could walk with, knocking him over. Vashs jaws opened as he stepped onto of the hunter, ready to lock around his throat.
Everything seemed to happen rather fast. First, Vash felt the man beneath him faint, his chest the only thing moving. Then, he heard others begin to scream random things, thinking their friend was dead. "Kill that stupid brute!" "Make him suffer!" "Get 'im off!" Then, the sound of a gun firing. Vashs head snapped to look at the oncoming bullet. Unable to move out of shock, the bullet struck him. It torn into the muscles in his front right leg, making his leg give out, forcing all of his weight onto the man.
Then another bullet came at him, this time striking his paw, thankfully on the same leg, making it so he woudl still be able to walk with the three others. Ah, but I guess you could say that isn't to good of news. He closed his eyes as he pelt the pain. The bullet that struck his paw was thankfully not stuck, it had actually skinned the side of his paw, then ebbed itself into the ground. The bullet that struck his muscle remained underneath the skin though, to his disadvantage. They needed to get out of here now. It seemed the hunters wanted to hurt him more than ever now, and they'd soon realize that hurting September would make him crazy.
Forcing himself up, he moved off the man, towards September. "Run." He growled through gritted teeth, sounding as if he was mad at her, though he wasn't. How great was this? Two injured wolven, surrounded by furious hunters.
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Post by Roxas </3 on Jul 5, 2006 23:15:27 GMT -5
A calmness overtook the brute, as he began to awaken. A blow to his own head knocked Axel out, but it wasn't revenge he wanted... well, actually... yeah, it was pretty much that. He had seen that touch of affection shared by September and that other brute, and in that moment of shock, he let his guard down... his dark, wine-red occuli had teared, and he had fallen. Now the two were in danger.
Bah, served her right... if that brute couldn't take care of her, he should let her learn her lesson... but something starined him to help. The game was over... would it be game over for him, or the Hunters, though? Mitts pounded as he neared them. He saw the pair surrounded by those dirtbags, and Axel realized they hadn't a chance if he told them to run-- he'd already tried that.
Think, Axel, think, or risk losing that one whom you hold dear... even if she feels differently about you. The brute ran to the pair, making circles around the assembled humans. He raked his claws over their ankles, trying to get them to follow him... the soft ringing in his ears had come back, and it was all he could do to keep running. Because if you stop, they aim and fire.
One of those things you learn by experience...
He leaped at the badly-wounded human, hoping to knock him over, but restraining himself from drawing blood. The idiot male only made them angrier by doing so. Once he had pinned him, he turned to the pair. Axel growled, "Run and hide or fight!" at them. There were too many... finally, one kicked him in the stomach, and he collapsed by Vash, groaning.
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Post by ♥S-Berry Septy\\* on Jul 6, 2006 0:44:37 GMT -5
Oh. The commotion. So much was happening at once, and it was overwhelming. She could only nod as Vash passed her by, feeling the nudge, though her eyes were focused on her thigh. Eh, it would heal. It wasn't something that could really keep her down. She looked up once more, fiery eyes zooming in towards the man's machine. Oh, darling. Really... this isn't a good time. Not at all. Lungs taking in as much oxygen as she could, September snarled and lunged forward. A threat. Next move would be the real deal. But alas, there she was, standing as the other two males tried to defend her. Like... like, a coward. Oh yes. It was very sweet of them to preform such heroic acts; yet... it wasn't right. She snarled and loped past the man Vash was near, her crown swirling and nipping at his cheek. It was a bit harsh for a nip... but, she needed to make things clear. "Defend yourself," September hissed, eyes pleading yet fierce. "You do realize you will die if you keep this up?"
Without response she turned, running towards the forestry... though not in an attemt of fleeing. She turned to see what the others were doing, counting off the men and the wolves. Oh... how terribly they were outnumbered. Quite sad, really. With a low snarl she charged, spinning under one man's legs, making him crash into the earth. She came towards Axel, eyes unemotional, staring into his own. "We cannot fight..." September bluntly stated. "There are far too many, and their weapons are much greater than our own. Staying would be foolish; for all of our souls would be good as dead." Tassel flicked as she turned, eyeing Vash as he began to move away. She nodded and followed, moving towards his neck, sliding her own nape under his. It was typically a move a male preformed on a female; but seriously. Who cares.
"Take the weight off your injury," September demanded, her own pillars shifting to help him move quicker. They couldn't risk anything to slow them down... or else their lives would be at stake. The gash in her thigh stinged as September moved. She could feel the eyes and weapon of Man glaring in their direction. At least go to safety; then, things could be settled with. But whether or not Axel would follow September was not sure.
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Post by Carly Dear. on Jul 6, 2006 0:55:05 GMT -5
Vash liftd his paw as she slid her neck underneath his. "Why're you doing this?" He growled softly as they moved, though he didn't attempt to pull away. "Why don't you just run, and make it so you're safe..so I don't have to worry about loosing you?" His voice was pain-stricken, his blue optics staring forward. He shouldn't really be asking the questions though. He was trying hard to protect her, to keep her safe from harm, not caring if he got hurt in the process, even after she had told him not to.
"What about your friend?" He muttered as they moved along. "What if the two-legs get to him?" He set his paw on the ground for a split second, before wincing. He moved away from her. "I'm fine, I can walk. It's just a small injury." He moved a bit slower than they had been, but he still made progress. Damn those stupid humans and their stupid fire-arms, and their stupid knives.
OoC: Not my best work =\
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Post by ♥S-Berry Septy\\* on Jul 6, 2006 1:15:44 GMT -5
She snorted and continued to move, regardless of his questioning. "I do it because we cannot die. You cannot die. And with that injury it is sure to slow you down; you'll be the main target. And; besides." Her eyes glanced to him, though they were unreadable. "Why must you worry about me so?" A slight smile curved her lips before fluttering off in the wind, focus forwards once more. She sighed and shook her crown, wondering if there had been some jealousy. Perhaps there was... or perhaps she was just getting too full of herself. Eh, it was more than likely that. "Vash," September snarled as calm as she could, watching as he tried to walk. "You are in much greater need. And no... you cannot walk. You are injured." Mitts created a steady rhythm as she came closer before glancing behind her. "We should be out of harm's way shortly..."
A bullet... right towards her. She froze and her breathing stopped as it slowly whirled towards her, the air cripping under its racing speed. The heavens and ground turned to a sleek white, a fog of glory, just as the bullet neared inch by inch... closer and closer towards her. She blinked once and swished her tiara towards the left. It slowed as it made contact. Metal against flesh, grinding and blazing past before falling, drilling into the earth. Where it had hit didn't matter; for she was down. Her body collapsed in shock before she rolled, unsure of what to do, looking up with her vision blurry. "Stay away..." she hissed to nothing, scooting back with fangs bared. "Stay back!"
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Post by Carly Dear. on Jul 6, 2006 1:25:03 GMT -5
" I have my reasons to worry." He replied, then the next thing he knew, she was on the ground. He limped towards September, breathing shaky as she screamed at nothing. "September.." He growled softly, head lowered as he inched closer and closer. "September, hush. Nothing's there." 'Damn it Lobo!' He snarled mentally, as he watched September. 'Why must you always let the ones I care for get hurt!'
OoC: I'll post more next time xD I couldn't think of anything to post.
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