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Post by nightblood on Jun 24, 2007 17:45:59 GMT -5
At the moment she saw that Ziko was off of her completly, NightBlood jumped up onto all four legs. She couldn't see her shoulder, but she knew, from the smell, that blood had been drawn. She felt a steady drip down her leg and snarled when she saw a red puddle starting to form at her foot.
That's when she lunged forward, jaws open to destract him from her real intentions. She would never hurt him on purpose. She was planning something different. At the last second, she pulled up and attempted to pin Ziko as she had when he was younger. She was going to land on him. Hopefully it would work if he was fully distracted by her teeth.
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Post by ziko on Jun 24, 2007 18:02:23 GMT -5
The smell tasted amazing in his mouth. With his tongue he played around with the liquid as the buds of his tongue soaked it up. He relished the taste. Licking his lips he found himself also on all fours before the female. As she did, he looked to the pool of blood by her paw. He stared at it with time slowing down; he could almost picture the scent of the blood wafting to his nostrils and spiralling around inside.
Then a reality smack and he found himself stumbling to leap backwards to avoid the jaws of Nightblood. What powerful jaws he did not wish to find himself clamped by. Her sheer size was frightening but the power of her maw... that he did not want to feel. Not at all. Time seemed to slow as he yelped; blood flew from the wound on her shoulder, splattering his face. Her jaws were impending slowly towards him.
Then smack. He was bang on the ground with her immense weight over him. Her paw was not enough to hold him down anymore, he was far to big for that. So instead her whole self was on him, crushing his bones it felt. He was so frail, and under malnourished, not that she, nor anyone knew about. He gasped for breath.
He was shocked. Taken by such surprise. Pain. He searched for it. Her teeth, he tried to feel for them. The pain, those teeth, the grip... none of it was there. Replaced by her above him. What was this? Why was she not punishing him for his attack on her? Why? Why? he frustrated and shut his eyes. Nose wrinkling he recoiled to the smell of her breath. Her breath...
How familiar...
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Post by nightblood on Jun 24, 2007 18:14:54 GMT -5
NightBlood snorted as she felt him struggeling underneth her. She thought of the times the elders of Draviria had done the same. How she had sturggeld to get them off. Usually a sharp bite to the arm pit usually worked and she'd laugh as they jumped back, realing in the pain. It never got old.
But when Ziko's movement started to slow, worry took the place of rage. Not wanting to be surprised by a sudden attack, NightBlood stood up slowly, good eye focused on the ground in front of her, where Ziko might appear.
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Post by ziko on Jun 24, 2007 18:21:03 GMT -5
His movement had begun to slow a little, becoming tired from constantly trying to relieve himself of her weight. There had been a pressure on his lungs and he found his breath ragged, difficult. As she slowly rose he gulped huge breaths of air. She could have killed him. He bet she hadn't to make sure she remained in Arnlan- the place she loved so much. Not because she cared about him.
Wheezing he rolled to the side slowly and crawled a bit from her. Heavy bitch nearly crushed me to death... he bitterly thought and shot a glare back at her. His tail curled submissively. He realised it was not wise to mess with her. However his dignity was sorely hurt, his pride poked a little. He had been so foolish in his haste actions towards her.
" Forgive me... " he muttered and dipped his head to his chest.
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Post by nightblood on Jun 24, 2007 18:41:10 GMT -5
NightBlood glared at him with a glint of pity in her eye. Her ears folded back as he submitted. She had been where he was a few days ago, submitting to Sofika. She snorted at his request and walked forward, passing him and heading away from the area. He had been so quick to anger at the start of their reunion, why should she forgive him?
She padded forward slowly, trying not to pace in her frustraition. Only once did she glance back to see if he was following.
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Post by ziko on Jun 24, 2007 18:48:32 GMT -5
Holding his head low he kept tensing up, feeling that she would let him cower first and then she'd strike with a dominant blow just to top off she was top dog here. Shaking his head he opened one eye and watched her stroll off. He sighed. Well, that was a rather... pleasant meeting that.
Lifting his head, the tip of his nose was smeared with dirt mixed with some of Nightblood's blood. Silently he rose and noticed the pool of blood had been stood on as she had left. He crawled to it with still slightly bated breath. He placed a paw in it. His was significantly smaller in comparison. He could feel something in him, something he couldn't understand.
Something familiar yet not. But he had not know... and he wanted to know why she hadn't hurt him. That was what he realised and lifted his head. A speckle of tears dripped from his cheek as he opened his mouth and called her back. " Nightblood! " he said and leaped up after her. " Nightblood! " he called again and he ran towards her.
Would she run, or stay like he had done?
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Post by nightblood on Jun 24, 2007 18:57:12 GMT -5
Night was deep in thought by the time a little voice tugged at her mind. She had shut her eyes to consentrait, and her eyes snapped back and forth in her brain, trying to find the source of the little noise that caught her attention. What dared disterb her now?
It was the second sound that pulled her back to reality. Her eyes seemed to pull themselves open. Ziko had been calling her. Did he want another fight? That pup didn't know when to quit.
"What do you want?"
She kept her eyes forward, not wanting to look back at him.
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Post by ziko on Jun 24, 2007 19:09:03 GMT -5
Was she deaf or had she simply shut herself off from him? Whatever the reason it made him anxious, a little worried. Had he accidently torn off her ears in the scramble? He hoped not. No, it was definently her shoulder he had caught hold of. Her ears will still intact on her head. Still in his mouth could he taste the blood...
" Nightblo- " he stopped as he spoke now to him. What did he want? " Why was it me that you sought out upon your arrival? Do I mean that much to you? " he figured that was a plausible reason why she did not want to hurt him.
If once before in his life time they had once been within company it must have meant alot to her. He noticed how she never turned back to him but kept ahead of her. He looked to the ground as they walked, at the snow and the blood drips that trailed along. Snow...
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Post by nightblood on Jun 25, 2007 12:21:03 GMT -5
Night glared back at him, a serious, almost angry look on her face. Turning away, she closed her eyes again.
"At the time... yes. I wanted to see what you've become. I guess I got my answer."
So Ziko had become a loner inside a pack. Just like her. He felt as if there was never anyone there, no one to look after him. So he had learned to look after himself. Great. He had turned into a mini NightBlood.
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Post by ziko on Jun 26, 2007 10:44:17 GMT -5
Ears folded to the angered glare of Nightblood. She really did seem quite pissed off about this situation. He assumed that it was best not to disturb her any longer. Backing away a little, he ever so slightly as she turned her head away. He'd expected her to chase him off.
He was curious of what the answer to her searching was. However he had not the guts to ask. To him she was a ticking bomb and soon she would explode with rage if she was anymore pestered. Gulping slightly he turned away. He would inquire later... maybe... if she'd let him.
" Very well," he said sharply and slowly began to walk away with his head down low. They would meet again as much as he really did not want to. But they would. They were both of the same pack, resided upon the same territory. Without another word he upped his pace and vanished left into the shadows- his figure melting instantly with the darkness.
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