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Post by Umbraheart Mitzuki on Feb 12, 2007 20:16:07 GMT -5
The Black Timber wolf, Umbraheart Dawntreader Redblade Shadowshade Mitzuki, often said to be part wolf, part badger, part fox, and part hare (Yesh hare. Her name's long.), sat watching the fights. Her chin rested on her knees, her icy blue eyes taking in everything. The last time she had truley slain was an accident, when she was a young creature. It had been her father, and before that her sister. The wind that blew the emerald green grass played with her dress and fur, her half closed eyes blink wearily. She licked at her lips, wanting to go down the hill.
The wolf gave into her want, her black paws thudding the ground as she walked to the rack of weapons. She chose two weapons like her own, two short swords. Still, she didn't take her real weapons from their scabbards, no, that would be tearing her away from somthing she loved. Scarred paws gripped the hilts of the fake blades tightly, her eyes roaming across the field. As normal, she didn't speak. Turning her eyes skyward, she waited calmly in the feild.
OOC: OK, OK. This is CRYS, just with Umbra. She's cool. If I don't reply, PM me.
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Post by Mary Narai on Feb 12, 2007 21:47:09 GMT -5
* Mary looked about, wondering who to spar with. Marie looked occupied, there were a couple other beasts over there and, well, that wolf looked bored. Perhaps... well heck, this is padded weapons, she couldn't possibly get hurt- badly. The mouse walked over, and immeadeitly began chattering away.* Are you bored? You look like it, do you wanna spar?
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Post by Umbraheart Mitzuki on Feb 13, 2007 9:43:15 GMT -5
The wolf's eye grew slightly larger. Why must every creature chatter needlessly? She thought quietly to herself. Still, instead of talking, Umbraheart nodded, the blood colored hoops in her ears fwapping slightly annoyingly into her head. She looked down at her match, a small chuckle of a growl escapeing her. Her tail tip twitched, as if not sure if she should truely take the mouse on. She sudenlt found her voice, growling softly to the mouse.
"Are ye sure ye'd like to challage me, Mary, isn't it?"
Umbraheart knew one of two things would then happen. The mouse would dash away, saying no, or come at her, warrior spirt roused by her stupid comment. Trying to loosen her grip on the blades, she looked down at where her sharp claws in her grip had started to make holes in the wooden hilt. Those, indeed, if they fought, would be a bad thing to have. Unlike most wolves, Umbraheart kept her claws sharp for defending herself. She breathed in through her mouth, trying to taste the air for the scent of emotion from the mouse.
OOC: Um, yeash. Wolves can do the 'Taste the air' thing. Trust me.
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Post by Mary Narai on Feb 13, 2007 21:22:57 GMT -5
Well I wouldn't have come over here if I didn't want to spar now would I? Unless your scared, then their's no harm in saying that.* Mary said without a thought, immeadietly regretting the last sentence. That would most certainly make the wolf attack, and... maybe she should have gotten something stronger than a bow. Oops.*
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Post by Rinafera Woxwitty III on Feb 14, 2007 15:15:31 GMT -5
*Turning back the staff upwards he narrowly missed the hammer as it struck him in the ribs. Wincing in pain, he spun and directed a horizontal swipe at Horus's chin.*
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Post by Horus Luc Lupercal on Feb 15, 2007 9:00:15 GMT -5
Ow... I think I'll have a lump in the morining...
**Setting one paw on the ground near his footpaws, he launched forwards and upwards with his right paw curled into a fist, at Rina's chest.**
Dodge this.
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Post by Rinafera Woxwitty III on Feb 16, 2007 11:07:31 GMT -5
I will!
*The hare manuvered to the left, dodging the blow narrowly. He turned, and then whipped the staff around to hit Horus on the head.*
Dodge this!
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Post by Horus Luc Lupercal on Feb 17, 2007 7:13:31 GMT -5
OOC: Horus. NOt Raiden.
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Post by Rinafera Woxwitty III on Feb 17, 2007 11:08:38 GMT -5
OOC: Dude post an RP. So I mix up the names, just post an Rp thingy.
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Post by Horus Luc Lupercal on Feb 18, 2007 11:12:41 GMT -5
OOC: You've dodged almost all of my attacks, barring one... You've hit me twice (One was in a dodge I made). Make it a bit more fair will you please?
**Grabbing the fallen hammer, Horus swung it into the path of the staff, deflecting it.**
Nice try... For a rabbit.
**From where he stood in a half-crouch, Horus lept forwards and lashed out with his forehead.**
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Post by Rinafera Woxwitty III on Feb 18, 2007 21:56:00 GMT -5
OOC: I was hit once. BIC:
*Rinafera was shocked when Horus deflected the blow. Backing up, the wolf spoke a few words that the hare could not hear. Instantly, the wold came down upon him with his forehead. He was hit in the chest, and fell back. Regaining his balance from the nearly fatal blow, Rinafera attempted a swipe at the wolf.*
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Post by Horus Luc Lupercal on Feb 22, 2007 14:06:52 GMT -5
OOC: Barring one means except one.
BIC: **The blow took Horus on the cheek.**
That hurts. I happen to like my teeth Rina.
**He spat a loose tooth to the floor with contempt befor his hammer swiped at the hare's legs.**
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Post by Rinafera Woxwitty III on Feb 22, 2007 14:08:42 GMT -5
*Rinafera was distracted as the tooth came out, and the swipe to the leg hit him hard. He fell over, rubbing his shins. Getting up, he ran and thrusted the blow towards Horus's chest.*
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Post by Rinafera Woxwitty III on Feb 26, 2007 11:09:05 GMT -5
OOC: Since Raiden has deserted and won't post. I'll start a new one. Post in brown.
BIC:
*The hare stood in the arena, feeling the wind sway his tunic a bit. Rinafera held an oaken staff, ready for any action a beast could give him. He wore a light green tunic, and prepared for the spar.*
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Post by Wildflower Silk on Feb 27, 2007 18:51:45 GMT -5
*Wrapping her paws around several times, a young squirrelmaid walks into the sparring grounds. Being a new recruit, she is a little nervous, which is to be expected, she tells herself repeatedly. But she is still nervous. Her faded blue tunic is tucked in under her leather belt, which is itself a paw-length wide. She brought no weapon with her, if you didn't count her dagger on her belt. She never went anyplace without it.
*She spots the hare almost immediately; what a way to begin training! Hares are notorious fighters; this would be a challenge, for once.* Oy! You!*She calls to the hare, crossing her arms.*Up f' a spar with Wildflower Silk?
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