A wide open area of flat, grassy land and rocky trenches, supposedly a wide range of ancient civilizations once lived here. Species that like wide, open areas, such as Gyrophants, Serraptors, and Sahound, thrive here, though only the agile survive. (+3 Speed)

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Re: -: Sparring Partner :- (Self, Hunt: RE2 Welcome)

Postby Sarah » 12/17/2012 1:33 AM

Red laughed until she had to leave the shelter to vomit, her stomach hurt, her head hurt and she was sweating pretty hard. Her grey eyes watered until tears streaked down her face. “Sorry, sorry.” She gasped, coming out of her fit. “You’re probably right, that was really weird.” She had not laughed for years, it felt good to do in again, but her abs would be sore in the morning from it. A smile was still held on her face, her eyes looked around wildly. Marrisio looked at her concerned, and Red knew that she was probably freaking him out, but she could not stop smiling. “I’m ok for now.” She said, leaning back on her hands. “Maybe you should go to bed.” Marrisio started slowly, “Ok, I’m pretty wore out anyway.” Red replied almost instantly.
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Re: -: Sparring Partner :- (Self, Hunt: RE2 Welcome)

Postby Sarah » 12/18/2012 12:06 AM

Marrisio watched as Red eyes closed, and her breathing slowed. Today had been pretty crazy, though they had been stuck in a tree cave for all of it. He was worried that Red would not be able to take much more of it. It was probably six or seven at night, but he couldn’t tell. It stayed a consistent dark all day and night so it could have been two in the morning for all he knew. This scared him, he liked being organized and he didn’t usually stray far from his routine. Shaking his head sadly he kept watch from the small… what had red called this. A door, of sorts, tough it was more like a branch they had tied to another branch and it moved back and forth. He moved away, they did not have much wood left so he probably shouldn’t leave the fort open to drafts. He stepped towards red, but thought against moving her. Instead he sat and leaved against one of the tree trunks. His eyes got heavy and he struggled to stay awake, the crackly of the fire tempting him to the freedom of sleep.
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Re: -: Sparring Partner :- (Self, Hunt: RE2 Welcome)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2012 12:37 AM

Red woke to the bright sun piercing its way through the thick snow cover. She was shocked; the snow that had covered the trees they used for shelter was gone. “I got news from our master.” Marrisio growled, he looked pretty angry, something that Red did not see very often. “She gave us supplies and told us to stay out here. She wants us to find something apparently; I don’t remember what it was though.” Red was instantly awake, this news was… interesting, usually her master didn’t ask for anything, she would just give them shelter and food. “So, she is actually asking something of us.” Red mumbled, pulling a comb through her hair. “Wait, how did you talk with her?” Red asked, narrowing her eyes. Marrisio flashed a cheeky grin. “The snow was not very thick this morning; most of it had melted from the sun. She had a messenger meet me when I reached the tree line. She provided food and I got a lot of fire wood, it seems like we will be here for a while.” Red nodded, slightly annoyed, not with her master. It was fair she thought that she had asked something of them, but frustrated that Marrisio had gone out without waking her.
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Re: -: Sparring Partner :- (Self, Hunt: RE2 Welcome)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2012 12:38 AM

Red got up, “Might as well prepare some breakfast.” She said, looking at the food they had been given. She was looking at a lot of dry foods, things that would not need any special conditions. “Looks like we will be having energy bars for breakfast...” She sighed, after this she hoped she would never have to eat another granola bar in her life. Red jumped slightly when Marrisio sat next to her, she had expected him to sulk for a while longer. Instead he sat next to her, a warm smile on his face. His purple eyes searched hers, she felt her breathing stop. Why did he have this effect on her? She wondered if he felt the same as she did. She blushed deeply and focused back on the new supplies. “Water for a few days, and food for about five, did the messenger say if there would be any more? Or how long we will be staying here?” she asked, her voice only a whisper. Marrisio laughed and shook his head. “Nope, there was no mention of either.” He said. Red glared at him, how could he make fun of her!
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Postby Sarah » 12/19/2012 1:58 PM

Well, I guess today well just go straight out.” Red said, getting up from her spot next to the fire. She pulled up the hood of her cape to cover her head. “It will probably still be pretty cold out.” She said, moving the tree out of the way and stepping out onto the snowy plain. She shifted into her beast form, flames coming from her legs kept her fur warm. Marrisio took his spot on her back and off they went. Today they would go in a straight line directly north, the next they would go out a few degrees different. Red had learned how to do this when she had gotten lost once, it was best to go in a straight line and back than to just wander for hours and hours in circles.
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Postby Sarah » 12/19/2012 1:59 PM

Her large paws allowed her to crawl across the top layer of snow without sinking, without it she would have stepped outside and fallen about four feet into the snow. The sky was a bright blue, and the sun was finally able to shine down onto the plain. The light refracted off of the snow and Red was concerned that they might go blind because of it. –You will be fine I promise- Marrisio sent a thought to her. She nodded and walked on, her ears pricked for any sound of movement underneath the snow. –you keep your eyes on the sky just in case.- Red instructed Marrisio, there was no reason for them to be attacked from above when they were focused on the ground.
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Re: -: Sparring Partner :- (Self, Hunt: RE2 Welcome)

Postby Sarah » 12/26/2012 3:34 AM

That was stupid!” Red yelled, trudging back into the small den they had. “It’s not my fault master wants us to stay out here.” Marrisio replied calmly, his purple eyes watching red carefully. “Ugg!” Red was not in the mood to be cold and wet, she wanted to be dry ad comfortable in her small apartment. Their whole walking in one direction to find something had failed, they didn’t find anything and walking in a straight line was tedious and boring. Red flopped onto her sleeping bag; she had taken her wet clothes off and was happy that Marrisio was getting on the fire making.
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Postby Sarah » 12/29/2012 7:07 PM

Following Red’s lead Marrisio stepped out of the shelter, he would go one way, and he would go another. He didn’t like the idea of splitting up but he had to admit that it was better than nothing and would probably get them home faster. He headed out just a small segment out from where they first trekked out. He planned on going until dark and the walking home over night, but he had to say that was a pretty tall order even for him. The sun was behind clouds and did not look like it was going to show itself for a long while so they did not have to worry about the blinding sun making it hard to see.
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Postby Sarah » 12/29/2012 7:07 PM

Red waved at Marrisio, starting on her own way opposite of him; still she would be surprised if either of them found anything after the walk. She was glad to get away from him and from the small forest hut they had been living in. she was thankful that they had cots and blankets to sleep on, and their home was a lot more enjoyable when food and water and fire wood where plentiful. The snow was thick but in her beast form red did not have to worry about sinking into the snow. Instead she glided over the top of the snow her paw pads crunching softly, if she had been in her human form the snow would be a great hindrance.
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Postby Sarah » 12/31/2012 3:14 AM

-I am going to go crazy out here.- Marrisio looked back, all around him was white snow, he had been walking all day and now the sun was setting and he had to turn around empty handed. Faintly he wondered if Red had gotten back before him or if she was still out walking somewhere. He figured he had walked a good ten miles from camp, and now it would be another ten miles back. –Getting home is always faster than going out- he reminded himself. A large crunch sounded behind him, -what is that- fear shot up his adrenaline and suddenly he is twisting around to find a new face staring at him like he was some delicious meal. “Oh no you don’t.” he growled pulling his sword out of its hilt. He contemplated calling for Red but knew that if she found out she would never forgive herself, and she would find a way to blame it all on him. The thing growled, it rumbled so violently that it shivered and the sound of thunder filled the air. –if this thing can make it sound like I’m in the middle of a thunderstorm I am going to be in for a treat- Marrisio thought smiling, he knew this would happen, but he did not expect it to be so soon. Ever since Red had told him about her past she had warned him things like this would hunt him, just as they hunted her, but unlike those that hunted Red, these could kill him.

Smiling sadistically and letting some of his pent up crazy out by laughing manically he waited for the thing to make its first move. What it did next did not come as a surprise. He watched as the thing threw its head up to the darkening sky it howled, a long and malice filled howl. “Calling for backup huh,” Marrisio cut in, knowing the beast would be able to understand him, but had no means to talk back. “Think I’ll be too much for you?” he asked, his eyes glinting. “Well, that’s smart of you.” He growled leaping at the beast, thrusting his sword down the beast’s throat, blood welled up, and poured out, and air bubbled underneath the blood trying to escape as well.
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It took no time before the first beasts backup came. “They sent you runts?” Marrisio laughed, four werecain stood before him, he was eye level with each, and none of them had any intricate markings that would say they were high ranking. “You see your friend, I’ll end you just as fast as I ended him,” he warned, swinging his sword towards their fallen comrade. “but, you can always run.” He said he did love a good chase. These werecain weren’t having it, they leaped at him, all four at once. “This is too easy.” He said, pulling his sword up, he punctured one in the gut, it fell limp blood pouring from its stomach area. Two of them slashed their claws aimed at his head. Ducking he brought his sword up and split one of them in half, literally. Guts and hot blood turned the snow red, and melted most of it, making the grass below slick. He could smell the sharp metallic scent of the fresh blood. Now he craved it, depressed that he only had two left. “They really should have sent an army.” He sighed clicking his tongue in disgust. The last two jumped him, he decapitated one, and with the momentum of the sword still going in his favor he hit the other with the side of the blade, he heard the crunch as the beast’s shoulder bone was made into dust. A scream erupted from the thing and Marrisio had to cover his ears. Quickly he sliced the head off of the last werecain, cutting its sharp scream short. “That’s not good.” Marrisio laughed, poking at the four bodies. Still he would have to wait for more to arrive to try to avenge their fallen.
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Postby Sarah » 12/31/2012 3:35 AM



ooh, not a girl.” Marrisio cackled as he watched the multi colored werecain pad up to him. “You will regret this.” The beast said, her voice betraying her gender.  “You leave Red alone.” It said trying to catch marrisio’s attention, seeing as he was not even looking at the werecain. “You don’t understand, I am Red.” He growled, “so it’s not possible for me to leave her alone. When she was banished to this land, with these gods, things changed.” Marrisio lifted his sword pointing it at the werecain, tears welled in his eyes but they did not fall. “I know there are more of you, but eventually I will slaughter you all.” He locked his eyes with the werecain’s. “That would be a mistake little one.” The she-werecain said, walking up to his sword. With a powerful thrash of a paw, the sword flew across the plain, landing in a puff of snow not far off. “Now, you are coming with us.” The werecain said, knocking him out.
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Postby Sarah » 01/08/2013 1:40 AM

Marrisio woke up with a fuzzy, throbbing head. “What the hell?” he said slowly, rubbing his eyes and trying to clear the fuzziness from his mind. He saw that he was bound to a pole in the middle of what looked like a native-American village. Tee-pee’s where set up all around him, and huge Werecain sat around a fire, at least from what he could see. There was about twenty just around the fire, most of them the same rainbow color as the female who brought him here. as the sound of his voice reached their sharp ears, all eyes focused on him. He gulped, he had no sword and from what he could tell he could not open a link with Red.
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Postby Sarah » 01/08/2013 1:41 AM

“She says you are part of Red.” A large male padded up to him, the blades on his tail swishing as he whipped them side to side, trying to intimidate him no doubt. Marrisio kept silent, he did not plan on revealing any information unless he really had to. “You do not speak?” it asked tilting its head, its tails swung through the air even faster. the Werecain was starting t look annoyed. -good- Marrisio kept himself from smirking.
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Postby Sarah » 01/08/2013 1:41 AM

Marrisio just stared around the Werecain, making sure not to make eye contact. That would be seen as a threat, he knew how these animals worked at least he thought he did. “Yes he does.” The female from before walked in his line of sight. he glared at her, but she only gave him an evil smile. “Hello again.” She greeted him, but he only ignored her, wishing to be away from this place and still struggling to open a connection to Red.
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