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Post by Rain on Mar 2, 2008 16:55:21 GMT -5
The intense rays of the African sun had lessened their fierce grip on the land, allowing the plants and animals who had become so accustomed to the harsh temperatures to relax a bit; though, to Darzee and many other creatures, it was the big chill compared to the long summer days, when rippling heat waves cast mirages upon the flat savannah of the island in which she inhabited.
The female kat padded calmly and with great strides over the sandy terrain, her shoulderblades poking up over her spine with every step; this is not to imply that she was emaciated, that was just how she was built. Her skin fit her like a glove, revealing what muscles she did have, though she was not extremely built nor extremely scrawny; despite the fact that she was about average, her frame leaned to the smaller side of things.
As her claws sunk into the surprisingly cooler than usual terrain, the uncommon grittiness to the land abraded her needle-like weapons slightly. She began to scan her perimeters of the territory, trotting up to each corner and every side in view and marking it with her strong-smelling urine.
The fur on her back began to bristle slightly; and it wasn't due to the newfound mid-autumn wind, either. It was a menacing feeling, as if something evil had been following her here. She shook her head violently, as if to clear her mind. "Can't be." She yawned widely and stretched her forelegs, shaking them to rid excess pebbles from her toes. Her body urged her to lay down, but it didn't feel... safe. Nevertheless, being cautious, she chose a thickly disguised area of tall savannah grasses in which to lay in, keeping one eye open as she rested for possible intruders. |
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Post by Blackbuck on Mar 2, 2008 18:53:01 GMT -5
Temari entered the new land, ready to claim it. He was about to let his claiming fluids loose, but another scent wafted through his nose and stopped him. Female urine stench was in his nostrils, and he thought 'Dang, this land is already claimed.... Oh well, I will just fight the female claimer and surely beat her to claim this land... But if that does not work, I have another idea....' He thought evily.
He walked on the ground, the cool, dusty-like, and.... Moist ground? He tilted his head down to sniff at the moistness, and discovered that he had just stepped in a female urine puddle that had just sunk in the ground a little. He stopped over it, layed down on it, and rolled over a time or two getting the horrid stench over his pelt.
He walked on through the heat of the supreme energy source, the sun, and soon came upon a lone female kat that had marked the territory that he wanted. He stalked closer to the femme, hoping to get his ambush right. He slyly stalked to about a foot away, then leapt onto the female kat. He was wildly trying to tear at her neck, and if he suceeded he would bite it and try to crack it. [/sup] |
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Post by Rain on Mar 3, 2008 18:02:31 GMT -5
OOC: if paragraph 3 is power-playing, just let me know and I'll fix it.  BIC: Her eyes shot open as the small squish of liquid being squeezed out of dirt met her ears; had she just been paranoid? No, it couldn't have been, as the small, barely detectable smell of male urine met her nostrils. This intruder was about to lay down his mark on her newly-claimed territory! Her fur bristled on her neck, but she hadn't time to spin around.
An ear-splitting, agitated scream emitted from Darzee's parted lips, her teeth clenched so that if he pounded her head against the ground, she wouldn't lose a fang. The force of ten meerkats hit her hard, but it was not ten; the pressure was only from the way this approaching meerkat had landed and navigated his aerodynamic leap. That was what had caused such a large amount of force.
The next thing she felt was a sharp snap at the scruff of her neck, the male's razor-like teeth piercing a bit of skin, spattering small amounts of blood. Darzee let out an enraged battle-cry, then with all her adrenaline, flipped herself backwards over the male, landing behind him as another strip of flesh ripped from her neck, his teeth raking her scruff. She flung out a long-clawed paw repeatedly, in her best attempt to rip the intruder to shreds.
Her stance was firm now, and her eyes blazed with anger. "What the...!?" She spat, hissing wildly; her adrenaline had not gone down as of yet, and her hackles were still raised high. Her expression changed from one of anger to one of disgust when she saw the foul yellow liquid dripping from the male's belly fur. "Why in hell were you rolling in my piss?"
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Post by Blackbuck on Mar 3, 2008 20:09:16 GMT -5
OOC: No, it's not, it's just fine An ear-piercing scream was emitted from the female claimer, and he tried harder to bite down on her neck. He finally succeeded in the biting department, and tried to draw some blood on the not-alone-anymore-femme. He drew a few drops of blood, but was then flipped by the powerful female that was below him.
Her flailing paw hit Temari a few times, making a few semi-deep scratches. Slowly but surely, crimson-red droplets fell steadily to the ground. 'Drip....Drip....Drip....' There was a few drops of the crimson liquid on the dusty, cool, and now moist, ground, forming a sort of small puddle. He looked up with a neutral look on his golden brown face, the circle around his left eye scratched up and a little bit crimson-colored.
'What the.....? Why in hell where you rolling in my piss?'
He plastered on a look that said 'I don't want to fight anymore', "I was trying to mask my scent, you know that's pretty smart... For me." He replied, and sat, trying to let her 'trust' him. [/sup]
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Post by Rain on Mar 3, 2008 20:16:26 GMT -5
Her hackles lowered and her fur now lay flat against her, but the anger in her eyes only slowly faded as he spoke the words. "I was trying to mask my scent." She snorted a little to herself. Why would me mask his scent if he wanted to join the newfound Clan? Why would he take the risk of her snapping at him. She eyed him suspiciously for a moment, then relaxed her muscles. She scrunched up her face a little. "Well... you're still filthy. Go take a dust bath for goodness sake." she said, motioning toward a small sand dune and walking over to it. It was a fairly large slope, and you couldn't see over the top, or any other creature over it. At the base was a thicket of tall grasses, perfect for hiding in; but she didn't want to hide right now. She wasn't even sure if she knew what she was doing right now. "Probably hungry, too, right?" she started to walk away slowly toward the grasses, perhaps in search of a small snake?
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Post by Blackbuck on Mar 3, 2008 20:47:15 GMT -5
He was happy with himself, he had just fooled her. Her hackles were lowered, her fur wasn't bristling, and she looked more relaxed now. "Yeah..... Okay..." The she-kat looked toward a small sand dune for him to was himself in.
He stepped in the sand, sinking a little, and layed down on his golden back. He rolled around in the dusty sand, and enjoyed every minute of it. He stood again, not at all urine-ey, now. He eyed the 'leader' of this 'clan' and knew he was going to force-breed her. He first wanted to 'get to know her' before he did, ad try to draw her nearer. "Yes, just a bit, though" He replied. It seemed that she was going to hunt for him. 'Oh the joy of it all!!' He thought to himself as the she-kat went farther away. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Rain on Mar 8, 2008 1:32:24 GMT -5
She nodded and went off into the bush, putting her trust in him enough that he wouldn't raid her territory. Poor Darzee. How could she be so foolish? Well, she hadn't a clue what was in store for her only a little time later. Looking out over the sand dune as she climbed to the top, she scanned the savannah for signs of life or a possible prey item. A couple of vultures circled overhead. "Already dead... less work." She decided.
Padding quietly over to the carcass, the she-kat soon discovered it to be a small, dead snake. "Fair enough." she mumbled to herself, scraping it into a small patch of earth so that she could pick it up later. Right now, her eyes were more focused on another prey item; a small mouse. She quickly scooped it out of its hole with a flick of her forepaws and claws, and flung it into the air, catching it in her jaws. As she gobbled the creature down, she made her way back over to the place where she buried the snake. She'd bring that to the stranger.
Picking it up in her jaws, she clambered back over the sand dune to meet the meerkat's gaze. She dropped the snake near his feet, and noticed that he no longer smelled of her urine. She nodded her head in approval. Darzee than slid the prey item to him with her nose, and spoke, "Here. May not be too fresh, but if you'd like something else, go hunt for it yourself, somewhere other than my territory. Otherwise, be happy and eat." She turned from him and began to groom herself. |
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Post by Blackbuck on Mar 18, 2008 17:24:02 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, it's not finished.... I got bored  BIC:text here
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