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Aug 4, 2011 20:04:24 GMT -5
Post by Ϻinέrvă on Aug 4, 2011 20:04:24 GMT -5
Kronos A dark figure emerged from the forest to stand on the marshy land of Groavche, partially obscured by the fog that rolled up from the damp ground. His coat was the color of the mud that covered most of the land, with dark strikes through it like shadows. He matched the land well, a harsh wolf for a harsh territory. A chorus of ribbits welcomed him, courtesy of the frogs that seemed to live in abundance in the marsh. The wolf eyed them, wondering how they would taste, but made no move toward the amphibians. That wasn't his purpose here.
Kronos sniffed at the invisible border that lay before him. This land was already claimed, by a female no less. He scoffed; as if a female would be any match for him. He could feel this desolate place calling him, a deep need to rule it resounded in him. Scratching out a living in this place would be challenging, supporting a thriving pack even more so. Kronos smiled. He loved a challenge. Already he could imagine the land under his rule, the border marked with his scent. He would raise up a mighty army, the ranks filled with wolves made tough by a hard life. Under his brilliant leadership, Groavche would become the stuff of legends, feared rather than looked down upon by her rich neighbors.
But first the small matter of securing it. The border scent told him his victory would be an easy feat. A female, younger than him by many moons, and smaller than his sizable bulk. But the battle would be fun, a practice round to keep his muscles loose. It had been too long since he had a real fight, Kronos thought with regret. In his most recent pack he had been put in charge of training the son of the aging Alpha. The brat had little interest in battle strategy. He ignored most of Kronos's lessons, then had the nerve to whine and complain when his teacher defeated him easily. A rabbit put up a better fight.
Kronos pulled himself out of his thoughts of the past. It was time to make his first move. He stepped over the border, satisfaction filling him as his paws touched what would soon be his. Stopping just inside, he lifted his great head and howled; a summons to the Alpha who stood in his way. As the howl died away it was replaced by words, intended for the wolf that must be running to defend her land by now.
"I challenge you for this land and your title as Alpha, female!" His voice seemed to cut through the fog. "Come meet me and agree to fight on the bloodstained ground of Dominor Streiten!" A devilish grin pulled up his lips, revealing sharp fangs. "Or keep your pelt intact and forfeit without a struggle. Your choice."
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Aug 6, 2011 10:47:39 GMT -5
Post by Rage on Aug 6, 2011 10:47:39 GMT -5
[shadow=blue,left,300]I S I S[/shadow]
The empress had been awoken from her slumber by a howl, she had hoped it would be an ally, however, this wolf had no intention on joining her, this was a theif, and one of the worst kinds. This theif had no boundaries, and was one of the few greedies that she didn't want on her land. This theif wanted her land, right from out under her paws. Granted she hadn't been here long, and had nothing more than her pride, and home to lose, she still didn't want to lose this place so easily. she'd put up a fight for her home. She was not just going to walk away and let this loper steal away her beautiful swamp. She had uncovered it's secerts, and she knew how to use them ro her advantage should a squable break out, she was light enough to climb the branches, and slip over the tangled nests of roots without getting ensnared or slipping through the holes.
Isis, the glorious empress of Gorvachae, made her way from the earthen den under the mother tree of the pack. Swift feet charried her the distance to the boarder, she looked carefully around the
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Aug 10, 2011 12:01:26 GMT -5
Post by »Image on Aug 10, 2011 12:01:26 GMT -5
This post needs to be finished by tomorrow or the land is forfeited to Minerva's character Kronos.
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Aug 12, 2011 14:34:18 GMT -5
Post by Ϻinέrvă on Aug 12, 2011 14:34:18 GMT -5
I'm guessing it's forfeit now?
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Aug 12, 2011 23:05:06 GMT -5
Post by »Image on Aug 12, 2011 23:05:06 GMT -5
Yup; all yours. Throw up some ranks when you find time.
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