Diamen does indeed happen... -- Territory North

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Date Posted: 11:38:57 08/08/03 Fri
Author: Tew and Chelbdi
Subject: Diamen does indeed happen...

As exhausted as he is, Tew's brilliant golden form can be glimpsed as a mere blur as he streaks in a rather reckless pelting run from the battlefield north-eastwards. Pupils are dilated, skewing his pretty blue eyes and making the good-natured tan look almost feral; dulled claws make it difficult to grip the rocky bark as well as normally, so the young male keeps his altitude low. Why those... idiots don't... bother warning... anyone else about... this blasted... Oh suns. I smell him already... The pack second's thoughts are as ragged and unsteady as his breathing, but he barely notices as he shoots past two black females and flings himself onto Atumi's favorite monolith. Crouching and clinging to the rounded top, rounded eyes peer northwards... and then upwards at the faint sound of feathers.

Blast oh blast oh blast oh--

Lightning seems to arc downwards from the distant noise, a blued bolt of energy that seems very strange coming from a cloudless sky.

BLAST!

Tew throws his gangly frame forward, tumbling mid-air and burying his head under his forehands as the 'lightning' strikes the monolith, cracking it neatly in half. Atumi's gonna kill me for letting that happen. "Get out of here!" he belatedly yells to the two adolescents, whipcracking his long tail in emphasis. But as the tan stands once more, lean limbs quivering with tension and already-earned weariness, the source of the lightning descends.

Smaller than the tan with a shoulder-height of 3.5', the beast is undeniably canine. Long-legged, compact and reasonably muscular, two broad, blued-feathered wings are folded to its flanks as its dull-clawed paws touch down. A long, sinuous tail is covered in sharp quills, and extremely large eyes look expressionlessly towards the Korat. A long, straight, blade-like horn grows from the middle of its forehead, large ears pricking back up as the bluish glow fades.

Lightning indeed.

"Botsa ze... nu, Chelbdi," Tew mutters, forcing politeness and a very fake grin. The tawny canine growls, ears flattening again as its crimson eyes seem to radiate a bit of light on their own. "Where Shula." Tew mentally grumbles something about non-fluent Lavanians before replying with falsetto cheer, "Occupied with pack matters. I'm afraid he'll have to speak with you tomor--"

"Get Shula now. Go." An almost soprano growl accompanies this order, the older male ruffling his feathers importantly. Tew resists the impulse to roll his eyes, knowing that'd get him electrocuted for good. "I can't. He's busy, Chelbdi. Tomorrow." The Erauq is obviously displeased... pack leaders are never made to wait by piddling pack seconds... and Tew dodges the next thick bolt of energy that lashes out from the canine's horn. This one hits the fallen half of the already-broken monolith, vaporizing it.

"Tomorrow, Chelbdi." Tew's ears flatten; just because Erauqs don't use pack seconds doesn't mean his own Koratian rank is nullified. Already-small crimson irises contract and this time, Tew uses his jagged tailblade to block the weaker beams that shoot from the canine's eyes.

Annoyance duly expressed, the Erauq turns and leaps into the sky, powerful wings carrying his canine frame higher with surprising speed. Tew waits until even his senses can't detect the male and then sighs, glancing over his shoulder at the one half of the monolith still upright, sliced cleanly in half as though Shula himself had done it. The tan shakes his head; their northern neighbors can be quite aggressive. And mentally unstable, but that's simply a racial trait.

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Replies:

Zip! -- Noni, Jhael, 14:25:09 08/08/03 Fri
Bleh... -- Tew, 16:52:50 08/14/03 Thu