Mystical Times (Open)

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] The massive cat barreled towards Fallere surprisingly fast, leaving her little time to do anything. She stumbled backward in slight surprise and managed to duck as the paw swung towards the thin cheetah. The attack was evaded, but not very well. The tops of her ears her scraped. Well, better scraped than rolling down a mountain with a face that was torn to shreds and a mountain of a cat laughing at you. Yeah, definitely better. Fallere’s natural response to the attack was to attack right back. So she did. Fallere turned her paw upside down and forced it upward in an uppercut to the muzzle. If it hit, the attack was be difficult to foresee, since she had been totally relaxed and hadn’t raised her paw in any way. She calmed once again and stepped forward, not looking fazed in the slightest. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Syrakko Notes: -fart noise- Muse: 0.0000000000000000000000001/10 D: Words: 143

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga felt the soft tear of delicate fur and ear skin beneath his claws as his paw swung over the cheetess. He had to admit, she was very quick to dodge an attack, but his credit switched over to the fact that all cheetahs could do was dodge, duck, and run away from anything another cat layed out to them. At least, that was his idea before he felt the prick of claws against his chin. Before Ryuga could react, the cheetah's paw caught the left side of his lower jaw and snapped it shut; It was a move that he would have never seen because of the blind spot under his nose. The force wasn't enough to knock him back, let alone knock him over, but it did surprise him to a degree and the taste of blood was barely platable in his mouth as his head was forced to turn to the side from the spotted paw. Ignoring his bitten tongue, the giant leopard instead swallowed the blood and licked his muzzle, relishing the taste and now more than ever wishing to taste that cheetahs. Her appearence suggested that she was calm and unfazed but Ryuga knew she had to be scared out of her mind for he could almost hear her heartbeat. "Is that all you've got?" Ryuga rumbled with an evil, blood-stained smile on his face, icy eyes flickering to the earthy eyes of the cheetah. "I could go on like this all day but unfortunatly for you, I'm going to have to end this. I have a lunch appointment with a friend." His large head turned back up to look into the cheetah, reaching her very soul with his slited gaze and letting the blood run down in lines through his white underfur. The great leopard had already observed that it was only a tail-length before the platform dropped off dramatically to the waterfall and some particurally sharp rocks. Finally, he would get his fill of blood for today. In one unexpectedly swift movement, Ryuga turned around so his back was to the cheetah and threw all his weight onto his front paws, offering support so his hing-legs flicked into the air and bunched near his body. Like a spring, his majorly powerful muscles bunched and then released with great speed and strength, hurtling his hind legs in a fierce back-kick towards the cheethess whom he knew could not avoid this attack, period. In the seconds before fatal impact, Ryuga excitedly awaited the attack hit home and out from his throat he released a growl-roar, satisfied that his job would be done and looking forward to enjoying a victory meal with Syrakko. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Syrakko(who is not doing anything), Fallere(who is going to die xD) Notes: I is eating a toaster pastry =3 Muse: 8/10 WHOOHOOO! Words: Yea...over a 100 xD

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere was caught in the chest by a fierce back leg kick. I am so dead, were the first words that scrolled across her mind. She shut her eyes, waiting for the pain that she was so sure would come. When if didn’t, she opened her eyes and stared up. Was she still alive? She felt the throbbing ache in her ears and answered herself: yes. She noted that her claws were digging into the top of the platform, and that if she wanted to get to the next cave down, it was a long drop, and she wouldn’t like it. The cheetah hoped that either Syrakko, who she still considered a coward, or Ryuga, who she now knew more than ever before was a cold-blooded killer, would spare her her precious life. Her arms were already straining to keep up the work of holding her body weight up. They felt like they’d be ripped from their sockets. She dug her claws into the side of the cave,and let go with one arm, and dug those claws into the side. Fallere scrambled her way up until her upper body was over the side. And her worst fear happened. Before Ryuga had even turned around, her claws lost their grip and she slid down again, leaving Fallere where she’d started: dangling by two paws on the side of a cliff. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga (who is totally annoyed at Fallere and has a right to be, then will be ambushed by a certain cheetah later), Syrakko (who is watching and still doing nothing) Notes: ME WANTS TOASTAH PASTREH!!! Muse: 7 ½ /10 (toaster pastries energize) Words: 229

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga turned around now, not in any hurry to see the cheetah before she careened down the side of the cave and became a bloody, life-less mass of spots. The blow from the impact didn't faze the leopard at all and the blood that trickled down his leg and neck was starting to cake together his golden and white fur, but that was no problem; He would later taste his own blood against his palate. Peering over the edge where the cheetess disappeared, Ryuga saw that she was not infact dead....yet. She was instead clinging to life(and the side of the cliff), black claws scrabbling into the loose soil, attempting to get a grip. Fear had glazed her eyes and pulsed off her pelt in waves that would knock one over....one that was not accustomed to the sharp scent. A sneer crossed Ry's face as he assesed the poor, over-confident cheetah's situation, looking down at her with the same icy, slitted eyes. It would be in her best interest to put her out of her misery. The massive leopard reasoned coldly to himself, fiercely smiling down at the poor cheetah who was still trying to get a foot-hold. "It seems that your in quite a predicament, Cheetah." Ryuga said in a voice so oddly calm, it sent shivers down ones spine. Sitting down on the edge and rooting himself to the spot with his hind legs, Ryuga knew just how to free the cheetah of this horrible situation. "Let me lend you a paw." Ry sneered, teeth drawn together in a callous grin. With little hesitation, the leopard thrust his massive paws down ontop of the cheetah's and dug his black claws into the soft flesh and fur of her paws. "I have to admit, you fought well for a scrawny little cheetess. But I believe its time to finally put you out of your misery." Ryuga hisses, bringing his head lower so he was almost touching nose-to-nose with the cheetah, a growling-purr vibrating his throat with every breath he took. Ryuga was set to yank the cheetah's paws away from the wide and he was just about to when............ "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Syrakko(the one who needs to call off the attack before Fallere dies), Fallere(The itsy-bitsy kitteh climbed up the side of the cliff...) Notes: The power of toaster pastrehs xD THIS IS SO LION KING Muse: 6.5/10 Words: MEHHHH

[7|Seventh|7]

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[atrb=background,http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/889/syrakkomidcopyvj.jpg,true] Now it seemed as if Ryuga had finally gotten the best of the cheetah. He mule kicked the unfortunate cat and he thought that the cheetah was going to go clear over the edge. But by some stroke of luck she managed to cling to the side with her tormenter staring down. Syra knew that the fight was pretty much over, there was nothing that the cheetah could do to climb back up herself... Ah, well... time to end this... It was amusing while it lasted though... That much was true, no one had ever lasted so long against Ryuga, at least no one he had ever seen. "That's enough, Ry! Spare her life because I have an offer that could be fatal for her to refuse." His voice called up to the large leopard. He knew that Ry would be disappointed that he couldn't complete his kill but the cheetah possibly had talents that Syrakko couldn't afford to waste. He directed his voice to the dangling cheetah when he spoke next, "My dear girl, your fight with my friend has shown me quite a lot about you. One of these things that I have noticed is that you're quite talented but a cheetah like yourself is quite small... quite vulnerable if you don't mind my saying so. Not to insult you or anything but wouldn't living in a group help quite a lot? You'd have others to help keep you safe..." He paused for effect, trusting that that his large partner wouldn't drop the leopard off the side of the cliff now that Syra was speaking to her. "Perhaps you would like to join our group... Being one of the first members you'd have great privileges and a high rank. What do you say, my dear? " Although it had gone unspoken if the cheetah refused the offer he would be more than happy to tell Ry to be done with her and let her fall to her death. His stomach rumbled once more.... Perhaps we should hunt down wildebeest... That would make this day perfect... "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Syrakko Notes: Finally Syra gets to do something XD kinda Muse: 6/10 Words: 371

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] She managed to scramble up the cave side, dragging herself up and pushing the last leg up with a relieved face that she couldn’t hide. She heaved a sigh. Ryuga’s words were totally ignored –she was too focused with Syrakko’s offer to pay any attention. Fallere wasn’t exactly happy to be in a group with Ryuga, who’d almost killed her about three times, but some protection until she could figure out what to do with her life would’ve been nice. It was tempting. "Eh, I guess. But I hope that doesn’t mean I have to like him," she said, smiling and leaping down the cliffs from the several different platforms there were. She was happy the fight was over. "Need anything?" she asked, and thought, Well, I guess you aren’t getting it from me. That’s too bad. Or at least I’ll do a pretty lousy job at it. Fallere wanted to dive into the cave to rest her tired bones, but stayed at Syrakko’s side. The muscle, Ryuga, the tactician, her, and the one who gave the money, Syrakko. The group was already going to be great. She could tell. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga (who Fallere might be starting to respect), Syrakko (who Fallere will never have respect for, sadly) Notes: -_- Muse: 5/10 Words: 190

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had Syrakko just invited this scrawny, use-less cheetah to join their group? Ryuga had never been so appalled and shocked. He was so much so that he forgot about the cheetah, which gave her the oppurtunity(and she took it) to scra,ble back to solid ground and away from Ryuga, down to Syrakko's side. When he had finally over-come his shock, pure anger, frustration, and annoyance burned inside of him. His icy eyes remained dialated and a growl escaped his throat as he turned and watched the cheetah he had so desperatly wished to kill stand beside Syra, accepting his offer. Ryuga opened his mouth to protest but then closed it again, figuring it best not to go against what Syrakko had just done, no matter how absurd and absolutely infuriating it was to his right-hand-man. How could he do this, let me get so far into a kill and then offer this....this horrible excuse for a predator a place in our group? And not just any position, a high place next to Syrakko! Ryuga fumed to himself, tail lashing from side to side as he stood above, looking down on the two other cats. And then this cheetah has the nerve to leap down there and stand next to my leader! I should have dropped her off the cliff before Syrakko had spoken. Suddenly, an idea hit him and made the great leopard's anger dissolve into revenge and anticipation. This may not be as bad as I thought....I know Syra best and I know what displeases him and what makes him thrist for the sight of blood spilled at my paws. Perhaps....later on a certain cheetess may upset Syrakko....and then there will be nothing left than to make Syrakko feel pleased. Ryuga thought to himself, already devising a plan in his distorted mind and chuckling to himself so none but him could here. Revenege would be sweet....sweet as the taste of preys blood. Sitting down calmly and licking his cut leg slowly, Ryuga watched what would happen between the black leopard and the spotty cheetah, "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Syrakko(who has utterly annoyed Ry because he stopped his kill), Fallere(who Ry is also very annoyed at right now) Notes: meh...xP Muse: 4.5/10 -.- Words:

[7|Seventh|7]

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[atrb=background,http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/889/syrakkomidcopyvj.jpg,true] A huge grin broke onto the ebony leopard's countenance as the cheetah confirmed that she wanted to join the group. "Eh, I guess. But I hope that doesn’t mean I have to like him," Syrakko watched as the smaller feline leaped down the rocks to stand by his side. "Haha, well you don't necessarily have to like him but you do need to refrain from trying to kill him. Ha! Kill him, imagine anyone actually trying." Even during Fallere and Ryuga's brief skirmish she hadn't actually been trying to kill him, she'd only been trying to stay alive which she'd only managed because Syra had stopped the fight. "Need anything?" Syrakko sat and curled his tail about his paws, he lifted one forepaw into the air and inspected it. Disdainfully he flicked a piece of dirt from the top of his night-colored foot before speaking. "Well, there is one thing... What is your name, my dear? We told you ours previously but we never learned yours." He waited for a moment to give the she-cheetah time to answer before raising his head and voice to the monstrous leopard. "Come down please, Ry, I'm sorry that I deprived you of your kill but we still have a dinner arrangement which now extends to a very lucky cheetah. He knew that Ry was upset that he had been deprived of his enjoyment but that couldn't be helped. There were many things that could be gained by recruiting the cheetah. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Ryuga Notes: I wonder of Ry and Fall will ever like each other X3 Muse: 5/10 Words: 273

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere grinned up at Ryuga in a taunting way. It probably wasn't a good idea, because if he was angry before, then that was nothing compared to now. She almost expected to see the smoke coming out of his ears or something. Then he stopped looking angry and had that look on his face. One she recognized because she got it all the time. It wa the face that one got when one had an idea, usually involving revenge or something mischeivous. For the first time, Fallere felt what it was like to not know, to be at the other end of the line. It didn't feel great. The cheetah frowned, then glanced back to Syrakko. "Fallere. My name is Fallere." She swished her tail. "You are going hunting, then? May I impress you with my skills?" she asked. Eating wasn't any fun at all if the prey was hunted down by someone else. Especially if it was someone you despised, someone who tried to murder you over one time. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Syrakko Notes: Probably not, Sev. PROBABLY not. Muse: 1/100 Words: 170

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] "Come down please, Ry, I'm sorry that I deprived you of your kill but we still have a dinner arrangement which now extends to a very lucky cheetah." Did Syrakko really believe a simple 'sorry' would douse his anger? Probably not. Still, Ryuga felt just as the black-pelt had said...Deprived. There was the idea of revenge still formulating in his mind but that would take many sunrises, even moons, to put to action. The offer for dinner with cheetah did not sit well with Ryuga but he knew there was nothing he could do about it, not if he wished to carry on with Syra. I suppose the kill from hunting will serve as a fix....for now. The great leopard thought to himself as he leaped down from cave-top to cave-top, that feeling of annoyance begin to nag at him once again. Once he got to the bottom, muscles rippling beneath his brilliantly spotted pelt as Ryuga landed, the fumed leopard was able to hear the cheetah, who had become know as Fallere, turn to Syra and have the guts to ask, "You are going hunting, then? May I impress you with my skills?" Ryuga's tail lashed once more but he kept his stone-cold, emotionless expression. "Let me make this clear enough to you, Cheetah....I am hunting for Syrakko and myself."Ryuga said, looking evenly at the cheetah with cold eyes, making it clear that she hunted seperatly from him and Syrakko and that this hunt would not be taken from him. Ryuga knew himself well enough to know that if he didn't have spilled blood from something else living, he'd turn on anyone, even that of Syrakko. Ry was not going to enjoy being stuck in the same catergory as Fallere and didn't even feel it worth his breath to call the cheetah by name. But perhaps being in her company would prove some use. Examining her behaviour and weaknessess, besides that of her obvious physical weakness, would give Ryuga insight on how best and most quickly to deal with the Cheethess...especially when the time arrived to exact his revenge. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Syrakko, Fallere(Die darn you..-.-) Notes: I isssssss...idk Im bored xD LOVE NAGASI PLOT Muse: .000000000001 (again with the little digits xP) Words:

[7|Seventh|7]

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[atrb=background,http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/889/syrakkomidcopyvj.jpg,true] "You are going hunting, then? May I impress you with my skills?" Normally the ebony leopard would have allowed the cheetah to go and catch something for himself and Ryuga... But after the large feline had been deprived of his kill Syra knew better than to deprive him the pleasure of killing prey... Too much pent up violence in his right-paw could potentially be disastrous to everyone... "Let me make this clear enough to you, Cheetah....I am hunting for Syrakko and myself." The miffed response came from Ryuga even before Syrakko could answer... The cheetah would just have to show her skills later. "Now now, Ryuga, peace... We are all group members here... But continuing on with what Ry has said I think it would be wise to allow him to hunt for our catch." He didn't want to seem like a coward but a rampaging leopard twice his size, calling for blood would be difficult for Syra to deal with... Impossible actually when one was speaking of Ryuga. "However, you shall impress me with your skills another day. I would love to see how well you hunt, after all, cheetahs are supposed to be among the most talented of hunters." The black leopard rose to his feet and stretched, noting that the sun was starting to fall in the sky. "But for now let's let, dear Ry hunt." "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Ryuga Notes: --- Muse: 5/10 Words: 253

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere glared at Ryuga but ignored Syrakko completely. Her lips twitched, and her eyebrows were rising slightly on her face, but she also kept near emotionless. "Oh really? Because you didn’t kill me? Do you have such an ego problem that you can’t accept it?" Then she turned on Syrakko. "I think you’ll find me quite useful as a hunter," Fallere said to him coldly. Without another word, the cheetah turned tail and sped away with one last glance to Ryuga. Maybe it wasn’t going to be a great group after all. The cheetah knew she was risking a position from the pack and maybe even membership, but oh well. She was too valuable for them to kick, anyway. If she wasn’t, that was sad because the group was probably fail epically with only two members. She sighed and started to trail a deer, watching the prints and keeping track of the scent closely. Yes, she was a cheetah, and one of the fastest, too. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga (who Fallere now hates again), Syrakko (who Fallere is also annoyed at) Notes: Muse: 46/100 Words: 158

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga could barely contain his pleasure as the Cheetah stormed off into the forest."Oh really? Because you didn’t kill me? Do you have such an ego problem that you can’t accept it?" She had fumed before racing off, casting a last cold look back at Ryuga. Oh, Cheetah, you are truely a fool. It is not that I didn't kill you.....it is that I haven't. There is so much for you to learn....its quite a shame that you will not live long enough to understand the half. Ryuga thought smugly as he looked after the spot the Cheetah disappeared to go hunt against Syrakko's wishes. The great leopard then looked back to Syrakko's dark face and mellow, yellow green eyes, Ryuga seeming as though he was not at the least irritated by the Cheetah's sharp response. "So, Syrakko, are we still favoring boar?" Ryuga asked his leader, claws itching to sink into flesh and mouth beginning to salivate at the very thought of blood reaching down his throat. Which reminded him.... That Cheetah had done well enough in the battle for a weakling, leaving Ryuga with the scrapes under his chin and cut on his right fore-leg. His kempt golden fur was now matted with the blood of his own viens and the scarlet rivers ran down the length of his neck and leg. It would be sufficenent to bath in the waters of the waterfall to rid myself of this strong scent of blood. Any prey within a half a mile would be able to smell Ryuga coming just from his own blood. His icy blue eyes flickered to the tumbling water that fed the river. He was surely going to do just so. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere(who Ry is still not liking), Syrakko(who so kindly stopped Ry from killing everyone) Notes: -noms taco- Muse: 4/10 Words:

[7|Seventh|7]

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[atrb=background,http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/889/syrakkomidcopyvj.jpg,true] "I think you’ll find me quite useful as a hunter," Syrakko inclined an eyebrow and watched as the cheetah stalked off, presumably to find some animal to stalk. Well, she had plenty of spirit but the black leopard had already found that out with the whole bout with Ryuga. Maybe having such a spirited young cat in the group wasn't such a smart idea... Steady on, ol' boy. She will be an asset... if she can ever be put under control... Which he highly doubted. "So, Syrakko, are we still favoring boar?" The deep, growling voice of his partner snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked over at Ryuga with a slight smile... A new idea had just formed in his fertile brain. "Why yes, a boar would be most delicious." He noticed the large leopard eyeing the waters of the falls and he nodded once. "But feel free to bath the blood from your pelt first... The prey will still remain until afterwards." The ebony cat rose to his paws and stared in the direction the cheetah disappeared off to. "I must leave you for a bit, my friend, but I shall return shortly... Once your catch has been made just give a loud roar, if you don't mind." With that he stalked off behind the cheetah without waiting for an answer from the Dux. He needed no ones permission but his own, he was a leader. He was sure that the cheetah would be finished hunting before Ryuga would so he wouldn't mind seeing her skills. Just to make sure that the small cat wasn't dead weight in that category. The black leopard made sure to keep downwind of the cat as she came into sight. Now all he had to do was remain hidden until the cat began her hunt... Simple. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Ryuga Notes: Syrakko's being sneaky X3 Muse: 5/10 Words: 304

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere’s chest heaved and she looked back. Her claws dug into the soil as she tracked the deer. Of course, her scent was smothered (as she had bothered to do so before), but the blood splattered across her pelt didn’t help. It didn’t matter. She’d get the deer, covered with blood or not. The deer was peacefully grazing near a tree, but when Fallere got within a few yards, the raised his head, clearly alarmed. His large ears rotated on his skull, listening for danger. It just so happened that Fallere was totally silent and sneaking up on it. She was just feet away now. The deer raised his head, then bolted from her, shooting away like a bullet. Fallere kicked her muscles into gear and ran after it, faster than the deer could possibly run. The poor thing didn’t have a chance. She flashed out a paw in front of its hind legs and made it stumble. When it toppled over in a mass of legs, Fallere snapped its neck cleanly. She was extraordinarily lucky to have caught that deer. In her lifetime, she'd only caught a couple. The first had been old and diseased, so that hardly even counted. She saw a shadow in the corner of her eye, one that was a shade too dark and shouldn’t have been there anyway. She rounded on it. "Syrakko," the girl hissed, though did not sound particularly angry. "There is no need to spy on me." Then Fallere thought, Because you are terrible at hiding and even if you did get a chance to conceal yourself, I would find you in a heartbeat, just like I did Ryuga. She stood tall and looked quite bitter, for she saw no reason to watch another cat hunt. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga (who she hates, and was actually just teasing him with no hint of teasing in her voice since she is mad), Syrakko (who Fallere is bitter at) Notes: Muse: /100 Words: 239