Re: The Invitation « Reply #41 on Oct 10, 2009, 2:28am »
ooc: oh my god, so sorry ^^''
bic:
Kallisto thought this was all wrong. The scene before her was turning brutal and risky for Brell's life. Kallisto needed to do something to split the fight apart, but if she made one false move, she'd be in the middle of the impact herself. Contemplating with herself, her pace became slower, her steps turning small, kicking at the sand roughly. Her energy was slowly draining and she couldn't try to save stamina for her future impact with the other two wolves.
The four minded wolf had begun to take action against Brell's weak body. He had led her straight towards the water. With prior knowledge, Kallisto knew sternly that fighting in the water is virtually impossible for a wolf, especially for one's whose energy was slowly degrading.
To her surprise, Brell had managed to overrun the enormous wolf; their weight's ratio completely turning as the title of victor was given to Brell. Stumbling into the water, the big brute had been tackled down into the water. Brell was out of breath and for sure tired to death.
Kallisto stopped dead in her tracks, inhaling and exhaling swiftly through her open and parched mouth. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
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Re: The Invitation « Reply #42 on Oct 10, 2009, 11:21pm »
He writhed beneath the blows as his body struggled to take fully to one form or another. He flickered from wraith to solid erratically, gasping as each attack struck his flesh. Always, always, she came down as he took the solid form. He snarled, raged, snapped, bucked, all in an effort to throw this female, so much lighter than he away from his failing body. But each new breath bought only salt water to flood his lungs and soon, so soon that the surf fight may as well have been non existent, he found his movements growing slower, more pained. His lungs burnt. Head lolled. Eyes glazed.
And then, mercy of mercy, the waves drew back from the massive head and let him lie limp on the sand. He was too weak to cling to his wraith form now and his body shifted back into a solid object just as Brell came down on his neck, cutting his already ragged breath into a pained gasp. Raptor was not yet beaten enough to give in and so, even as Brell applied pressure to his throat, he forced the shared body into a new fit of writhing. Twisted to take his jaws to her neck....
"Enough.
The jaws jerked to a standstill in mid lunge and hovered there, drool curling away from deadly teeth.
"Get. Back."
Weak as he was, Raptor screeched in blind furry, blank eyes staring directly through Brell as he did so, and entered into violent spasming as he denied the touch of the elder wolf.
But Pharaoh was having none of it.
"Back! Get Back!"
The body flailed on the sand one final time, jaws opening wide in another silent scream - regardless of the wave that had just crashed over the head - and then lurched upwards and rolled to its side. The neck arched, jaws parting wide, and a bought of violent coughing racked the miss-matched giants frame as it attempted to expel the water that had been taken into its lungs.
"Neko won't come. Too timid." The head turned, slowly, to let pale blue eyes lock upon the females face as the slow words were spoken. It would be some time yet before he got the hang of this new language.
Ooc: Look whose come to pay a visit :3
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Re: The Invitation « Reply #44 on Oct 19, 2009, 1:19am »
ooc: Gah! *hadn't realized it was her turn because she's a scatterbrained fool* There's going to be a drastic weather change since when the thread began, the drought hadn't. XD
bic: Brell skipped back as Raptor began to spasm, watching him gasp like a hooked trout with cold glee. Now the dripping, battered beast flailed against some invisible force she could not see. Anticipation, curiosity and fear braided her body into a blue rope, taut against the warm sea breeze. Now that her mind had time to clear, Brell realized how much warmer the surf was than normal. Worry sparked in her mind; then Raptor rolled to his feet and the thought became meaningless ash. Brell shifted on her feet to watch the drenched wolf, wincing as her cut paw throbbed. The gash Raptor's teeth had made was stuffed with salt and sand. Each step left a faint pink shadow of blood on the pale ground. Panting heavily, her wiry blue mane prickling with threat, Brell silently begged her lucky streak to stretch a little further. The coward's name is Neko, she thought, numb with amazement. The creature's eyes were startlingly different. Their pastel color remained, but in them was something Brell could only describe as old- and this frightened her in a more brutal way than the attack had. And his voice! Once it formed easy, coherent sentences. Now his tongue fumbled with their language like a football. What the hell . . . ? was all she could think at first, and silence pattered down like spring rain. Then, without relaxing her warlike stance or removing her eyes from this mysterious third entity, Brell barked instructions to the black wolf that lingered nearby. "Crow! If you still want to join me, get on his other side. When this is settled, we'll discuss where your loyalties really lie, alright?" If the she wolf was sincere about leaving her pack for Brell, now was the time to prove it. The potential alpha didn't want to risk losing such an interesting catch as the giant simply because she was too exhausted to chase him down. Then she spoke directly to him. "You're going to answer all my questions," she told him slowly in her dry, throaty voice, "or mistress Crow and I-" she flicked her jaw in the female's direction "-will finish what he started. Do you understand?"
Re: The Invitation « Reply #46 on Oct 24, 2009, 1:12am »
ooc: sorry to say this, but I haven't the slightest idea of what to write for Kallisto's POV. If I were to write something, it would probably be a repetition of all my other posts while Brell and Raptor were busy; stalling, watching and waiting.
I think the best thing to do for Kallisto is to either unexpectedly attack and join the combat or leave...?
Re: The Invitation « Reply #47 on Oct 24, 2009, 5:24am »
ooc: It's up to you, Celtic. I know Kallisto has been neglected in this thread, so I had Brell ask her to surround P.A.R.N. in case he tried anything. My plan was to have Brell then interview them both, and decide whether or not she wanted them in her pack. Still want her out?
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Re: The Invitation « Reply #48 on Oct 24, 2009, 7:36pm »
Ooc: Ack! Sorry about neglecting Kallisto in this rolelay Celtic, it's just that Raptor was rather too focused on attempting to kill Brell to pay her any attention :/
Re: The Invitation « Reply #49 on Oct 26, 2009, 12:41am »
ooc: lol, it's fine. but i still don't know what to do. lachime if you want your wolf to do something or ask kallisto something, go ahead. let's brew some action here )
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