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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Rabid » 01/22/2010 5:49 PM

Joy nodded with a grin, and Sio pranced around the canine in a joyous circle, singing a song praising her skills. Or something along those lines; she changed tones so quickly that one focused on those instead of the words. Joy's grin began to quickly fade into a grimace, her ears pinning themselves to her head.

Dude, shut up! She yowled once it had become too much. You can't sing! I think my ears are bleeding... Sio just gave a wicked grin, her tails lashing about menacingly.

I know! She cooed before continuing her "song".

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Can you hear them calling in the dark?
A savage pack that grows hungry,
Half human half wolf beings ready to start,
Their frenzied killing spree
The moon is full tonight,
The hair stands on my neck something isn’t right
The howling echoes eerie through the air
So listen people beware – Whoah oh oh
These beasts of prey wanna take your life,
When there’s howling on the hills someone dies.


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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Knightdaniru » 01/24/2010 4:34 PM

Sio couln't sing, it was true. But Yena didn't mind all too bad. It wasn't like she herself could sing either. But the canine didn't much like to see people as annoyed as Joy seemed. Infact, it kinda spooked her.
"Sio...?" She started, not likeing the look of Joy's reaction. The canine-cat looked like she was about to kill something, "Maybe you should stop..."
You may call, you may call
But the little black cats won't hear you.
The little black cats are maddened
By the bright green light of the moon;
They are whirling and running and hiding,
They are wild who were once so confiding,
They are crazed when the moon is riding
You will not catch the kittens soon.
They care not for saucers of milk,
They think not of pillows of silk;
Your softest, crooningest call
Is less than the buzzing of flies.
They are seeing more than you see,
They are hearing more than you hear,
And out of the darkness they peer.
With a goblin light in their eyes!

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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Rabid » 01/27/2010 7:14 PM

With a pout and huff of air through her nose, Sio stopped her song and flopped into a seated position. Joy glanced at Yena with a look so thankful it could almost be called reverent. She unsheathed her claws and dragged one of the smaller catches - Yena's, to be specific - and dug in. One would expect her to be dainty like a cat, but she ripped and tore much more like her canine cousins. Sio snatched the smaller of Joy's two and dug in like a 'proper' feline, purring at the taste of the fresh meat. She'd never gotten the chance to enjoy anything of the sort, seeing as she'd gone to the Mistress' before she'd even opened her eyes, let alone given the chance to explore or hunt.

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Can you hear them calling in the dark?
A savage pack that grows hungry,
Half human half wolf beings ready to start,
Their frenzied killing spree
The moon is full tonight,
The hair stands on my neck something isn’t right
The howling echoes eerie through the air
So listen people beware – Whoah oh oh
These beasts of prey wanna take your life,
When there’s howling on the hills someone dies.


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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Knightdaniru » 01/29/2010 11:36 AM

Yena snached one of the larger peices in the pile to feed her hunger. That was what the lion's share ment, right? As a canine, she was no graceful eater. Who cares about the taste as long as it fills your stoumach? Just swallow it whole. Thus was canine filosophy. Paddy, her close friend, would eat daintily only because she was blind and coldn't see the food well enough to attack it. Your average dry dog food would be eaten by the 'cain one peice at a time while the learf would inhale it. Knight said she was getting fat from it. Yena didn't see how that was relevent to anything. Just the way things are. You are happy and well fed you get fat. Except Knight. She was happy and well fed and had scales yelling to get the corpse off the scale the girl was so light.
You may call, you may call
But the little black cats won't hear you.
The little black cats are maddened
By the bright green light of the moon;
They are whirling and running and hiding,
They are wild who were once so confiding,
They are crazed when the moon is riding
You will not catch the kittens soon.
They care not for saucers of milk,
They think not of pillows of silk;
Your softest, crooningest call
Is less than the buzzing of flies.
They are seeing more than you see,
They are hearing more than you hear,
And out of the darkness they peer.
With a goblin light in their eyes!

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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Rabid » 02/08/2010 9:42 PM

Joy licked her chops after she'd finished. She let out a contented purr-like sound. Moments later, the spider on her collar blinked. Joy let out an aggravated sigh, turning to check Siofra's snowflake. Nope, no blinking. Somewhat vexed, she let out a light growl and gave a couple of lashes with her tails.

Guess I'm the new errand-runner. She growled playfully. She gave Sio a wink, which was  replied to by a childish giggle. See ya later, gals! She mewed as she padded away, not at all pleased by this turn of events. Alas, she didn't really have a choice in the matter, unless she wanted a decent rant. Nope, not an experience she'd enjoy.

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Horribly late. x-x

Can you hear them calling in the dark?
A savage pack that grows hungry,
Half human half wolf beings ready to start,
Their frenzied killing spree
The moon is full tonight,
The hair stands on my neck something isn’t right
The howling echoes eerie through the air
So listen people beware – Whoah oh oh
These beasts of prey wanna take your life,
When there’s howling on the hills someone dies.


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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Knightdaniru » 02/17/2010 10:35 AM

The canine hardly noticed the blinking collar. She was a dog after all, and knew of many kinds of blinking collars, though she had very little expirance with them. Bark collars, invisible fence collars, normal collars. She liked the blue ribbon she sometimes wore better.
But it did confuse her when the canine-like feline left, and she raised her head from the last bites of her meal to watch her new friend walk off. "...Bye?" The canine said in reply to the lykuhna's words.

((Sorry it was so late. @_@))
You may call, you may call
But the little black cats won't hear you.
The little black cats are maddened
By the bright green light of the moon;
They are whirling and running and hiding,
They are wild who were once so confiding,
They are crazed when the moon is riding
You will not catch the kittens soon.
They care not for saucers of milk,
They think not of pillows of silk;
Your softest, crooningest call
Is less than the buzzing of flies.
They are seeing more than you see,
They are hearing more than you hear,
And out of the darkness they peer.
With a goblin light in their eyes!

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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Rabid » 02/21/2010 3:44 PM

Sio looked back toward her last few scraps as well, finishing them off daintily. She sat up and licked her paw, using the moistened appendage to clean herself off. She finished rather quickly - she hadn't gotten horribly dirty during their adventures - and took some time to look up and around. She could still hear birds around them, which she found odd; she even saw them flitting about in the trees. It really was quite odd, since they had just eaten some of their kind. Perhaps they didn't see them as an actual threat? How rude of them!

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It's okay. x3 And this is late because I was storing up my muse for the Pageant thing. xP

Can you hear them calling in the dark?
A savage pack that grows hungry,
Half human half wolf beings ready to start,
Their frenzied killing spree
The moon is full tonight,
The hair stands on my neck something isn’t right
The howling echoes eerie through the air
So listen people beware – Whoah oh oh
These beasts of prey wanna take your life,
When there’s howling on the hills someone dies.


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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Knightdaniru » 02/23/2010 12:10 PM

Yena didn't notice anything wrong with the birds. Song birds were airheaded most of the time and didn't see anything as a threat unless the creature was actually hunting them or too near there nests. The rest were scavenger birds, the most annoying things on earth, hoping for a bite to be left for them. Seeing this, Yena made sure to nibble every last string of meat she could off the bones, and chewed on the bones once she was done. If she had enough time, the bones would be nothing but dust. The scavenger birds would eat what ever food she stored no matter where she stored it, the pests. Not getting this meal, though...
You may call, you may call
But the little black cats won't hear you.
The little black cats are maddened
By the bright green light of the moon;
They are whirling and running and hiding,
They are wild who were once so confiding,
They are crazed when the moon is riding
You will not catch the kittens soon.
They care not for saucers of milk,
They think not of pillows of silk;
Your softest, crooningest call
Is less than the buzzing of flies.
They are seeing more than you see,
They are hearing more than you hear,
And out of the darkness they peer.
With a goblin light in their eyes!

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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Rabid » 02/28/2010 3:21 PM

Siofra turned to say something, but was cut short by her collar. She looked down at the blinking snowflake, a mixture of anger and regret on her face. She let out a whine and turned to Yena with an apology trying to burst out of her eyes.

Sorry Yena, She mewed. But the mistress wants me back home. I'll see you later? She stood and shook herself. She turned to leave, but looked back at Yena with a grin. I had lots of fun! And with that, she dashed into the trees.

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Urgh. Muse died, sorreh. x-x

Can you hear them calling in the dark?
A savage pack that grows hungry,
Half human half wolf beings ready to start,
Their frenzied killing spree
The moon is full tonight,
The hair stands on my neck something isn’t right
The howling echoes eerie through the air
So listen people beware – Whoah oh oh
These beasts of prey wanna take your life,
When there’s howling on the hills someone dies.


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Re: Was an adventure to start...

Postby Knightdaniru » 03/05/2010 10:05 AM

Yena nodded at Sio as she said she had to leave. "Yeah. See ya later!"
Watching the felines retreating figure, the learf looked up to see the position of the sun. It was getting awefly late. Though most at the Meadow knew better than to worry 'bout her too much, She didn't much like to be out too late. Her night vision was horrible and it got cold.
So the canine turned and ran in the direction of the Meadow. Her tracking skills were good enough to let her remember directions at least.
You may call, you may call
But the little black cats won't hear you.
The little black cats are maddened
By the bright green light of the moon;
They are whirling and running and hiding,
They are wild who were once so confiding,
They are crazed when the moon is riding
You will not catch the kittens soon.
They care not for saucers of milk,
They think not of pillows of silk;
Your softest, crooningest call
Is less than the buzzing of flies.
They are seeing more than you see,
They are hearing more than you hear,
And out of the darkness they peer.
With a goblin light in their eyes!

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