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Post by Myria on Feb 18, 2013 14:05:20 GMT -5
Myria growled.
You know, if I didn't have a soft spot for you, you would be dead by now, Bear.
Myria dashed towards him, ensuring her run zig-zagged. Just before she reached him, she collapsed her legs and let her body slide in the dirt. A brown cloud of dust kicked up, and the female used it for cover. As she slowed her slide, she latched onto Balor's foreleg and yanked, pulling his upper body down towards the ground. Something glinted gold in his fur, and Myria blinked before grinning against his leg.
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Post by balor on Feb 18, 2013 14:12:45 GMT -5
Balor hadn't expected her attack and coughed as the cloud of dust swirled around his paws and into his eyes. "Oy," He growled pawing his face to dislodge the dust from his eye. "Sneaky Females!" He snapped feeling a tug on his other foreleg. In an instant his chin hit the ground with a smack.
"Touche." He growled fixing his only open eye(the blue one) On his mate.
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Post by Myria on Feb 18, 2013 14:21:53 GMT -5
Myria's tail wagged.
Frontal, clean assaults didn't seem to be working, Love. Now you're mine! She released his foreleg before pouncing on him, teeth clamping down on his muzzle from above.
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Post by balor on Feb 18, 2013 14:28:56 GMT -5
Balor winced as the bite came down on his muzzle. He twisted his head akwardly as he tried to stand, just managing to get himself off the ground. There were a few options both of which would equal a serious bite on his nose, worse than the one Talia gave him.
"Let's see, win this fight or keep my nose functional..." Reluctantly he sat and pawed the air next to her face. "I give. Your feminine trickery got me." He barked with a sigh. "Now you two fight. We shall see who deserves the title of Master."
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Post by Myria on Feb 18, 2013 14:35:55 GMT -5
Myria released Balor's muzzle quickly and licked where her teeth had dug into the soft flesh.
I was not actually going to damage that handsome muzzle of yours. See? I didn't even draw blood. She nuzzled him before bopping his nose with hers.
What do you say Kit? This was supposed to be between you and Balor, but I'm game if you are.
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Post by balor on Feb 18, 2013 14:39:56 GMT -5
Balor huphed, a little sore at being beaten at his own game but thankful that his muzzle was still intact. With a sigh he curled his tail around his hip and watched the females play.
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Post by Myria on Feb 18, 2013 14:41:52 GMT -5
She glanced at Balor.
You can have a shot at redemption if you wish. You can fight the victor. she winked.
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Post by balor on Feb 18, 2013 14:44:30 GMT -5
"I just might." He called crossing his paws and setting his head on their bumpy bridge.
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Post by kitkattish on Feb 19, 2013 6:18:01 GMT -5
(You guys, i just came from a sports match day [HELL YEAH, MY TEAM WON IN BASKETBALL!!!] and reading all this movement is getting ME exhausted. I'll come back and play after i sleep for a couple of hours xD DONT MISS ME TOO MUCH ) Kit giggled as she watched Myria defeat Balor. "Can I wax him, then? PLEAAASE???" Hearing that statement, she stood up taller and grinned broadley. "I'm SO GAME!" She yelled, excitedly.
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Post by Myria on Feb 19, 2013 11:43:21 GMT -5
Myria shook her head at Kit. No, I am partial to his fur, Kit. Besides, I'm considering making him clean my wounds as penance for reopening the one on my neck. she turned and eyed her male before winking.
First move is yours, Kit.
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Post by kitkattish on Feb 19, 2013 11:52:51 GMT -5
Kit cocked her head. "No, no. U can have the first move..." she said, bracing herself.
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Post by Myria on Feb 19, 2013 12:22:49 GMT -5
Myria nodded before leaping to her right. Her paws slid some in the dirt, but she maintained control before charging at Kit.
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Post by kitkattish on Feb 19, 2013 12:38:52 GMT -5
Kit watched Myria's approach with observing eyes. Instead of running at her like how Myria initially did, Kit leapt to the left, using the wet dirt to help her skid further away from her Beta incase the attack was a feint.
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Post by Myria on Feb 19, 2013 12:57:56 GMT -5
Myria slid, the snow-wet dirt now muddying her paws. She saw Kit leap, and shifted her weight to compensate for the younger she-wolf's change in direction. Once she was properly aligned, the grey beta increased her speed before pouncing at the slightly larger silver wolf.
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Post by kitkattish on Feb 19, 2013 13:02:58 GMT -5
"whoa!" Kit gasped as Myria jumped at her before Kit had a chance to properly get a good grip. Both females went flying into the muddy ground, dirtying their silver grey coats. Kit's eyes widened in pure horror and she tore away from Myria, making a dash so that she could face Myria properly. "All muddy..." Kit groaned sadly as she ran.
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