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Post by Miragedtheory on Oct 5, 2007 21:57:59 GMT -5
Her constant wandering off was starting to get on his last nerve, but this time he followed, moving with long extended stretched steps that quickly passed her own speed as he strode beside her. Yellow gaze watched her closely, not so much showing his agitation with the motion of his walking.
I did not mean it that way Kali! I am trying so very hard to get along with you, you're making it very difficult! Alright, so I had mistaken his blood for yours, I'm sorry, you'd think that you would have been more thankful that I had been there to help if he wasn't so hospitable.
He paused turning and watching his path for a moment before turning back to her.
You are a fighter, I know this, but you still are young as far as in lycanth age, even as a human you were merely a teenager in her beginnings. If you don't want my help then come out and just say it, I'm sure that you can get along just fine with vampires and larger, meaner lycanths around if you're not so helpless, hmm? How's that...enjoy.
Turning away he took this time to charge off himself, vanishing with such agility and speed that not even another cat could have caught him in sight. Racing forward he slipped into a tight space that only he knew of, the lingering scent of several other things breaking his own scent off as he curled into his spot, hidden by darkness yet being able to see her from his spot. Curled cautiously his long tail wrapped around his paws as he lay to rest there, waiting for her reaction.
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Post by Dream™ on Oct 6, 2007 8:10:42 GMT -5
Kali did not break her cold gaze. She knew that she was making him mad by walking off repeatedly, and that was just fine with her. Yes, I'm sure you are trying to get along with me when all you do is treat me like a helpless infant! When he turned and vanished out of sight, Kali mumbled under her breath. Yeah, well I don't fucking care if I'm young. I can still kick anyone's ass. And good riddance. Kali knew that wherever Razor had gone, he was still watching her. She didn't care. She turned around, letting her huge onyx paws carry her off. She grumbled to herself. Why can't he see that I'm not as helpless as he thinks? I don't care if I'm young. I'm fast and agile. That's all I really need in a fight. And if he doesn't see that, he's stupid. Kali was so wrapped up in her thoughts, she missed the huge hole that gaped open infront of her. Her paw stepped on the edge, and before she realized what was happening, she tumbled down to the bottom. She let out a hiss of frustration, and got up. She ran up the sides of the hole, and leapt out of it. Why was that there? She just snarled and kept walking.
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Post by Miragedtheory on Oct 6, 2007 8:34:56 GMT -5
Watching her stumble about in a hole that he had picked out long before she reached it he huffed slightly, have tempted to go help but knowing she did not want that. Finally, he simply curled, seeing that she scrambled out of the hole fine without a nick or scratch upon her pelt. His tail brushed gently against his face as he drifted off into a cat nap, not quite asleep but not quite awake, the sounds of the night all too familiar to him, even the distant cries of pain from those taken by the vampires were in a way lulling to him...though to any other who was not familiar with them there would be a sense of unease, for vampires were dangerous to lycanths, especially those of the Anuar race who held barely any weaknesses compared to their brethren of the Dulatis race.
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