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Date Posted: 14:30:15 10/09/02 Wed
Author: Aiji
Author Host/IP: 68.104.51.165
Subject: Creature Of The Night
In reply to: Skajira 's message, "-*-Amused-*-" on 13:57:53 10/09/02 Wed

As the intruding hellion dives downward at Skajira, heron reminiscent wings sprout from her shoulder blades, the things reaching their full span as the male returns with the infantry. A glance is sent toward the male, followed by a short nod and the unfurling of her wings.

Glaring orbs return to the �hell horse�, a sneer gracing feminine labs. Soundlessly, the shape shifter highbred is lifted from the solid ground and into the sky, her destination clear. Stocky limbs are tucked closely to the hellion�s belly, reducing resistance. However, considerable talons are forced from the tip of every one of the creature�s toes, the action quite clearly screaming that she was a solider, ready to go into battle. Indeed, she arrives at her target quickly, yet she makes no battle cry, no announcement to her prey. Instead, elix over shoots her target, then turns in midair, realigning herself for her first attack. Massive annexes fold against her physique, her limbs suddenly snapping forward, increasing her air resistance. All four, talon tipped peds, collide with the hell horse�s body, the tacks digging deep into the female�s barrel.

Limber appendage force her mass up and onto the spine of the opposing, the nails again digging into the flesh of the creature�s backside. Bod contorts in such a way so that the hellion�s maw is at the base of one of the other�s wings, about to execute phase one. Jaw parts quickly, and is placed around the bat-like wing�s base. Jaws close suddenly, teeth lodging into flesh, and jaws attempting to force them deeper still, her aim to snap that bone.

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[> [> [> [> ~*~The Lies...They Come Swiftly~*~ -- Unruley, 15:46:35 10/09/02 Wed (205.188.209.75)

Fatales blood boiling optics seemed to flood in fury, as reared, dragon like wings flared from rib cage, what a joke he thought of himself, a wicked ringing laughter rung forth from tighting vocals, her vision quickly came back now, ebonite alicorn pointed t'ward the cold earth beneth them , rearing, pon' taut haunches, of muscle, oynx fore daggers struck the atmosphere before her her rage boiled, he was obviously more than thought, but his mouth was bigger than his actions, "You fool, your words are bigger than the truth, you want a battle? Your sure as hell to get one now." She was appretative of the allies joining in yet she would handle the all talk steed herself. The atmosphere about her grew with the heat that the flaming hooves swated the air. She landed once again flaring wings with all force, small pin point needles flew forth from the air in all directions but carefuly seemed to have a mind of their own not hitting any being then suddenly as Unruley's silver lining grew of ebonite and gold the colors of her dams kingdom, they halted in mid-air, they seemed frozen for a split second suddenly all turned in aiming for focused enemy. Femmes fore limbs gave a hard pounding thud to the ground and pin missles shot t'wards Skajira and other enemys, they seemed to fill the air as they flew forth. The felines bite marks were unsuccesful as in finding the precious vein and quickly healed for high immortality. Her wings took her airborn as the smerk on her face danced with the demons of hell, lining of her figure exchanged back to originality, wings hovered her above the steed and joining mares, Wings slapped to her sides now, with a spinning nose dive deadly sharpened alicorn rushed forth as rushed into the group stabbing horn at all four, with her rush of laughter she spoke again, "I doubt your "Help" shall do thou any good." Swerving from ground she took herself to air once more, whirling kicking motion brought hind dagger in contact with cranium of Skajira. She swerved again bringing other hind to the assist Younger mare. Shooting in almost invisable speed landed beside Nightingale, Smolder rolled from delicate nares, as mouth began to widen a small ball of embers rolled inside a sudden hard breath brought the flamethrower forth, the embers were of huge size growing as it reached to the enemys. "You sure you want a little more of me, she laughed withdrawing the blazes." Snorting smoke puffed shortly from nostrols.

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[> [> [> [> [> -v- Bird of the Night -v- -- Nightingale, 16:38:42 10/09/02 Wed (152.163.188.40)

Mentally the mare is unaffected by the shapeshifter, although certainly the wing pains her. She slams sideways into a tree, hoping to crush Aiji against it with her weight. She permits her heavily-feathered wings to disappear as she strikes it, to keep them out of her way. Rapidly she falls, yet shoots out her wings -- injury or not -- to slow her fall. When she hits the ground, they disappear again. Twisting her head around, she grasps the flesh of her opponent in deadly ivories, biting hard. Quite suddenly she disappears, and appears a small distance away, which is where she is when Unruley comes. Her sweet voice rings out clearly, as she says, "Now we shall see."

OOC: She doesn't have batlike wings, Aiji's mun. Hers are birds' wings and very heavily feathered. They tend to go very well with the rest of her, she being a Friesian, as batlike wings would not.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> btw: -- Lizai, mun of Nightingale, 16:46:10 10/09/02 Wed (152.163.188.40)

Yes, she *can* do the disappearance trick. She's had it since before omitir extaziz was even created -- as I know, since I helped Chelle come up with it when Aswad got his by getting a Cassandra riddle right. [Ironically, the answer was 'Nightingale'.] Check Cendre d' Secrete to see that she had it when she fought Unruley and then check Thundaiyil to see when Aswad got omitir from The Cassandra, which was when omitir was created.

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[> [> [> [> [> Creature Of The Night -- Aiji, 18:19:24 10/09/02 Wed (68.104.51.165)

[OOC:: I was under the impression that they were bat like for one reason or another. I apologize�and also, no one has accused you of lying or cheating, so you don�t need to prove anything to me. I�m relatively laid back about that kind of stuff]

Hellion if, notably, unaffected as the creature rams into a tree, her bulk positioned atop the withers of the song bird, and her head coiled back against her chest as soon as the extra appendage recoiled into Nightingale�s flesh. However, claws extend and sink into flesh all the more when the other impacts the massive shrub, keeping her rather precarious balance atop the fighting mare. As her opponent�s mass tumbles downward, her own wings unfurl, further slowing their decent, yet her jaws seek out the juncture where neck and spine connect, the stained canines sinking into the sinew. As the other turns and repays the attention to her own skin, a startled, yet menacing yowl is given to the fem, her maw parting, abandoning the weak point, and instead hisses cruelly. Winged feline swings down from the other�s back, and onto her side, talons still imbedded within her pelt. Paw closest to her face detaches from her hide, and slashes at her face, her targeted area the sensitive eyes. Undoubtedly, there would be contact, minimal or otherwise. As the fatale disappears, something that resembles a gasp is uttered, and her lithe form falls to the ground, all fours solidly connecting with the terra�she is a cat, after all. Appendages fold to hellion�s side, a low growl being uttered. A rather large patch, just behind hellion�s left wing, lacks skin and pelt, creature�s life force staining her coat. However, within minuets, the wound has scabbed over, then fully healed, the immortality that she possesses that to rival both of the hell equids.

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