Bloody Bash

[+K.uma+]

[prepare to meet meh specialty. Gore X) ]


A blood curtled screech rang through the forest. Terror. Horror. Pain. All simple words to describe what the call held. If followed, it was traced back to two wolves. Both smeared in oozing warm blood, fresh from either.

The larger wolf snarled and snapped his jaws upon the wolves muzzle, slowly draging it down toward the nose, the skin curling upward like a potato peel. His razors reached the nose, which they slowly sunk it to. They with a jerk, blood poured from the wolf's nose, or where it used to be. It was gone. Cut off. Sliced painfully from his lips.

It tried to yell out in pain again, but its own blood was working against him. He gurgled and spat the blood from his mouth, clawing at the ground as if he could escape his bloody fate.

The Attacker rose his head, violent blood stained teeth reflecting the moonlight. A deadly chuckle echoing from between his teeth. His head declined in a flash slamming right into the wolf's chest, the sound of cracking bones shaking the surrounding tree's branches.

Lorcan tore open the thin layer of skin and crashed through the bones, the victim still gurling with life. Stuck in meer stun, unable to do a thing. Lorcan sank his head within the wolf, then a violent snap, and his head pulled back out with a jerk.

Crushed within his teeth was the wolf's heart. Still warm and bleeding fresh blood....

[Hazel]

<sup>Raven simply smirked as the watched the blood bath. Hiden amongst the shadows, Raven had watched the light brute enter the lands. And moments later, enjoyed his death. Padding from the foliege, Raven smirked at the carcass, letting out a snarl as she lunged at the dead creature. Gripping its skull, she bit down with the full force of her ivories. She pullefd away, the skull was smashed inwards, the inards oozing from tghe breaks in the bone. Licking her lips, she sat, staring at the brute with a lopsided smirk. Her tail thumped rhythmicly upon the hearth.

"He deserved it. Filthy light-blood."

She said, hissing out her 'S's like a serpant. She lifted her paw. Though not visible upon her ebonite pelt, it was stained with the males blood. Licking it off with a shudder of glee, she eyed the alpha with a growl of satisfaction.

[ Haffta go, sorry its not long. ]</sup>

[+K.uma+]

[its alright, its a build up a long time without roleplaying]

Lorcan simply glared at her, his eyes burning her features. He spat the smashed heart at the wolf before standing up. He shook his pelt many drops of blood spattering the trees dark brown bark. "Everyone deseves to die. Expecially when the light get to visit hell" he snarled, his harsh tone like broken glass dunked in poison. Very sharp and rough, with a painful fracture.

He snorted and turned, kicking the body with his left hind leg, before kicking dirt upon it. He glared at Raven. "What Are you doing here, anyways?" he hissed , his tone unchanged.

[Hazel]

^{Raven grinned, growling playfully, tal raised. "I go where I wish Lorcan. Im no common slave." She said, hissing out her words. Yet unlike the brute, her words were not shar and fierce, but smooth, almost casual, as if there was nothing wrong with sitting in a pool of blood, sipping the remaints of the dead beast that lay before them. Her audes flickered absently as she gazed about the terrain. She snorted. "You could've called me. You know how much I like to play with guests." Her voice came out with an anoyed tone. Play with our guests. Yes, Raven just loved to play...}

[+K.uma+]

Lorcan nodded with a sour gaze. "I enjoy doing the same much myself, Y'know" he huffed, red lips being blanketed by a blood thirsty tounge. His ears swivled in irritation. He shook his muzzle abrutly, before pushing up on two legs, fore paws placing upon a tree trunk. He slowly dragged them downward, leaving deep grim gashes in the tree, filled with the beasts blood.

(sorry, very museless)

[roakii]

There was no absence of sound as the twilight devoured what remnants of afternoon the sky had retained. The stillness of the forest was only as daunting as the shadows, foreboding with their mysterious veil, revealing nothing to probing eyes. How she cherished the night. A female known exclusively as Roakii prowled with an undaunted waltz of fortification. A smirk of sinister intent augmented her visage and she wasn’t in the least dissuaded as the scent of blood invaded her senses with its intoxicatingly beguiling aroma. Insanity. An ailment those who she had conversed with had said she suffered from but they were wrong. She didn’t suffer from insanity—she loved every minute of it. Besides, who was to say she was not capable of feasible thoughts? She could discern right from wrong. She simply chose the latter. Ears were perked against the frigid night air, attentively rotating as her provisionally placed paws moved in a cadenced manner. Her eyes, those elliptical pools of baleful blue gleamed against the garnishing white emission from the sphere above. Tail languidly swayed against her tawny haunches as she pressed forward. Her nonchalant swagger was unhindered as her vehement energy contorted like an invisible coat of warding. Her backside obsidian with erratic swatches of tawny and fawn fur rippled over sinewy as she inhaled the sweet almost aromatic fragrance of death. “I think I’m home.” She sneered.

[+K.uma+]

The aroma of yet another wolf brought lorcan back to his insane reality. His aburn spheres narrowed in irritation. He brought himself to stand upon his blood stained stilts. His velvet scent sponge lifted, absorbing the scent. Yet another female. Great. he thought In ravenous sarcasmn.

He gave another glance to raven, signaling for her follow, before he picked a pace and set forth toward the wolven creature who now stood upon the land. his eyes glazed the forest with ferice hatred, scrutenizing every shadow for this wolf.

He came to an abrupt hult when her cold eyes came to sight. His head rose, so he looked down upon her. Sour emotions radiating off him.

(ack, very museless today, sorry.)

[roakii]

There was no mistaking the cloying aroma of hostility that became so profoundly thick in the air one could choke on it. Roakii’s bright cobalt eyes meandered where she dared not let her paws travel just yet, scrutinizing over the blood splattered muzzle of the brute as well as the seemingly sardonic she wolf beside him. A malicious grin adorned her facial feature yet she didn’t depict anything other then smug audacity. “My, my, what an entourage this is to be greeted with.” She said silkily though one would be wise not to dismiss the foreboding thrum that intertwined itself with her nonchalant words. [/color]

[Hazel]

<sup>Raven nodded witha smirk, then turned sharply. A female was striding towars the pair as if she owned the place. Raven snarled and padded towards the female, tail raising. "And wh are you bitch?" She said, snarling at the female. She didnt know who the stranger was, and she didnt care either. She glanced at her alpha. "Can I kill 'er?" She asked with a sly smirk.

[ Ditto. ]</sup>

[+K.uma+]

Lorcans eyes locked with the females, borrowing deep within her skull. Mockingly, he replied "Me, Oh, My" he paused "Thy has a taste for death" He snarled, his voice sharp and rapacious.

His eyes did not leave the new arrival, but his lips spoke to Raven. "I wouldn't mind if yah did" He said harshly, but with yet another tone of mockery.

[roakii]

A wry smile plastered itself to her as she was queried. Her eyes loftily shifted towards Raven, as if half expecting the she wolf to writhe on the ground in a festering pool of blood. Or perhaps those where her inner thoughts on the outcome for the female. “Oh what is a name other then a christening given to us by our god forsaken parents and then left to do with it as they please?” She mulled. “You’d be surprised how very warm death is, let me a little closer and I’ll show you.” She cooed as one would to soothe a child. The derision in her stance was angled so she had clear access to either them or escape. She had no intentions of dying this day. She scrutinized over them a final time tail occasionally twitching. “I am called Roakii and by what name by horrible turn of fate were you given?” she drawled.

[Hazel]

^{Raven sneered at the fea. "Im afraid I do not remember those bastard parents of mine called me." She said, growling, hackles raising in a warning. "Around here they call me the beta fea, Raven." She hissed quietly, her paws began to carry her in a rhythmic circle around the female, as was growling softly, eyes upon the female and nothing more. Her tail raised in a challenge, but she doubted her leader would allow it. This female was dark, probably part of the pack. But Raven didnt care. She hissed again, copleting her circle, ending up standing besides Lorcan. She was nearly as tall as the huge brute, as Raven was an incredible size for a female.}

[roakii]

Eyes flicked ardently the vehement glimmer a seething blue abyss that audaciously met Ravens. The fur that descended her neck inflated itself, as if pockets of air were being released from beneath her fur making it bristle. She may have been a malevolent female but she knew better then to allow another at her backside. She moved with Raven, keeping her within her line of sight, eyes narrowed warily and acceptance of her challenge was only indicated by the rise of her own tawny and obsidian tipped tail that waved concisley.Corpulent shoulders hunched as she lowered her cranial structure positioning it so it aligned with her spine that was slightly arched. Paws spread appart and she chuckled sardonically as she listened to the females title."Then Raven, what hospitality is this for one of your position." she sneered with a grin ears positioning themselves leeward of their words."An able interloper seeks to pay an amicable amout of homage to reside her and your hostility meant to dissuade is doing nothing that fits your position."

[+K.uma+]

Labrums pulled back, revealing Blush hued, pointed teeth lined with salmon colored gums. His eyes narrowed and his head lowered, muscle blanketed shoulder blades errect beneath his thin pelt.

He stepped back, his Malicious jester not simplified to either, but both. His tail flicked rudely, his aburn eyes seeming to glow acidically with hatred. "I'm not your leader because I wan't to watch a pair of bitches fight over nullity." he snarled stepping inbetween then, his thick hackles raising.

[roakii]

A disregarding flicker of emotion dazzled Roakii’s eyes only briefly before she obliged to the leaders words, taking a step backwards. The casual movement showing she didn’t intend to contest here or now. Tail fell but flippantly slashed at her haunches as if she were anxious of get her claws on the female and rake the skin from her very bones. To cripple her, maim her, anything that would make her deformed would suffice in her eyes. “Fine then, let me skip these ‘pleasantries’ and be concise.” She hissed taking yet another step backwards. “I am in search of a pack in which to call my own. One that shares my views.” She explained.[/size]

[Hazel]

<sup>Raven certanly shared the feas views. Both seemed similar, intent on arguing with one another. Bloodlust raged within raven, yet she was silent now. The fea was worth nothing to her, and Raven settled herself with leaning down, her canniblistic nature taking place of her rude, outward tones. Bristling her fur with joy, aven began to lick at the newly fallen blood, her heart thudding with sheer happiness at the prospect of new wolf flesh.

[ Low muse. Also, I dont realy understand your posts, caue im dumb, roakii ]</sup>