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Date Posted: 07:31:39 06/26/01 Tue
Author: FireSTorm
Subject: some posts that you should consider reading

These are some of my posts that I wrote, you can decide wether RPing helped my grammar some what.
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Post 1-

Back round to post: charge has been living in this pack for a while now. While he was gone a wolf came in demanding a challenge for his rank. Charge comes back and the wolf mysteriously is gone. This is Charge's retalliation...

::+-+::Charge surveyed the horizon. His wintery coat wearing off, the grey slowly falling out to basset his regular lusterous fawn-colored beige. He turned back to Spark, then behind her at the nigrescent forest. No intruders::+-+::

::+-+::He growled heftily as he trodded through the land. Making sure it was safe of intrusion. Once he was satisfyed with the deadly silence of the territory he walked up to Spark. Laying down feet away from her he said.::+-+::

..:Seems that male fled, I'll give him a few more days to show and fight. Not that he would serve the rank well.:..

::+-+::He muttered a few inaudible terms of the unseen male. Then got up and shook his ruff. He looked at Spark and said, more buoyant than before::+-+::

..:but in the meantime I'll go hunting:..

::+-+::After making sure that alpha knew where he was headed too he trotted out, soon gaiting up to a run::+-+::
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Post 2- Backround to post- DesertWind and FireStorm are prominent members of a pack, but the pack gets yet another newcomer. This newcomer showed no regard to the pack bounderies, and worst of all ased for the high rank. This is DesertWind's retalliation, with FireStorm in there too towards the end.

::+-+::He senses the intrusion and looks over to see the male. Asking absurdly for the blessed rank. He growled and trotted over.::+-+::

::+-+::Infront of the male stood the dignified Iota, tail flagged in the air. Orange eyes peircing for submission. He growled and clasped his jaw around the other male's mouth in dominance and held it. Between his crushing jaws he spoke::+-+::

..:You are foolish indeed, barging into a territory and asking to have the preeminent rank. Do you not understand that satria does not give that rank away to anyone so easily? Only the strongest, wisest, and best. You certainly aren't wise for doing that. You also couldn't possibly be strong. Unless your a fluke:..

::+-+::DesertWind gradually let go of the male and stepped back. Tail still high.::+-+::

::+-+::Upon her rock FireStorm saw the act. She raised an eyebrow and shook her ruff. Yet another adolescent male trying to make a name for himself::+-+::

::+-+::She smirked in gratification at DesertWind's quick reflexes. He was surely getting stronger as the months passed on. She looked around for Satria, hoping that DesertWind would get some assitance. Incase the wolf didn't realize of DesertWind's rank. If DesertWind needed help FireStorm would most certainly jump in. She too was an Iota::+-+::
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Post 3- Backround to post- After DesertWind's show of dominance over the newcomer the newcomer lashed out to fight him. This is DesertWind's retalliation (but more so FireStorm's)

::+-+::DesertWind kicked off the wolf. He jumped upright and growled. Blood racing freely from his open wound. He advanced forward. Tail high. He lunged for the wolf's throat then grabbing it he swung the wolf down hard on his back and held him there with one paw on his throat. He growled and spoke::+-+::

..:Seems a temper is ignorant of his place in this world.:..

::+-+::He let up the newer omega and stepped back. He looked behind him to see his cousin slipping from her rock. A rare thing for her to do. He muttered solemnly under his breath::+-+::

..:Now you've done it:..

::+-+::The white femme trodded over to the ordeal. Checking the gazes of each member. She then looked at the wolf DesertWind had released. She shook her head and opened her mouth to speak.::+-+::

..:Lower your tail wolf. You are not winning the heart of Satria as easily as you think. Lashing out at one of her best warriors:..

::+-+::The female circled him, sniffing him for any traces of good. None. She stopped infront of him and said::+-+::

..:maybe you aren't a messenger of good. Maybe your just blood-thirsty.:..

::+-+::FireStorm looked at the pack then back at the male and said.::+-+::

..:I am not going to fight, I see many of these wolves eager to get a piece of you. Including DesertWind. I'm going to watch.:..

::+-+::then slowly she trotted out of the circle and layed on the dusty ground ears erect for what might happen::+-+::
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Post 4- Backround to post- This is a classic fighting post of FireStorm's.

::+-+::FireSTorm looked over to see a weary wolf come up. She growled heftily, showing that she accepted the challenge blithely.::+-+::

::+-+::Circling on tender-foot she watched with grim thoughts. Slowly she moved sideways, circling the wolf. She tardily lowered her body to the ground. So that she could pounce, but still be quick and able if need be.::+-+::

::+-+::Her ears slowly went back, portraying her wrathful indignation. Her true side that had been kept locked up now able to show itself. Her blood boiled inside her. A crimson ruby liquid of life and death.::+-+::

::+-+::The ground her feet hit delicatly was a dusty brown. No vegetation on it since wolves scratched it up while trying to escape from the acrimony of another.::+-+::

::+-+::The time lapsed on slowly, monontonously. Pinpricking the perfect moments. That was FireStorm's tactic of doing things. Picking the exact time, at the exact moment, to do the perfect attack. To excell in perfection in getting the prize of success. A triumphant thought indeed, but not a far-off one.::+-+::

::+-+::FireStorm had only taken a few slow steps, taking into consideration that suspense was the greatest tool one could learn. Slow, malicious, mysterious suspense. Sending a chill of awe up and down ones spine.::+-+::

::+-+::Icy blue oculars size the wolf up and down. Slowly, calculating the every movement, breath, and heartbeat. Ears picking up each sound and moment. The raspy wheezing of even a far off bear could be heard by her. But she continued to circle the wolf, slow and steady::+-+::

::+-+::Minutes droned on but she continued. The moment still wasn't right. It still wasn't perfect. She thrived on perfection, without it she wouldn't win the affection of her pack. She wouldn't be raised as a full-fledged warrior. She would teach other wolves how to fight with utmost decency. She wouldn't be herself.::+-+::

::+-+::She thirsted on the life and blood of another kin. It was needed to drive her on to get more::+-+::

::+-+::Her eyes darted from body part to body part. Finding a weak spot. Could it be the neck, which held the blessed jugular. The legs, which one strived to be swift on. The back, the base to the wolves' finely toned body.::+-+::

::+-+::No, FireSTorm was much smarter than her comraded allies. She went for something that would bring a wolf down so that they were helpless besides defense.::+-+::

::+-+::FireStorm looked at the head of the wolf watching her. Her muscles tensed, she stopped, all was still.::+-+::

::+-+::The crickets could be heard over FireStorm's husky breathing. Her eyes wide with hunger. The pangs of time killing her needs::+-+::

::+-+::She lunged...A blur of white siezed the victim in sovereign perfection. The least expected time, a perfect wait. FireStorm clasped on the muzzle of the perpetrator and bit down, holding her body over the other. Fore legs tense incase of a counter-attack. The opponent's jaw started to break...::+-+::

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that is basicly what I do when I post. It may vary upon RPer but that is my style.

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