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- Mynsed - rolled 5 4-sided dice:
3, 4, 1, 3, 1
Total: 12 (5-20)
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 Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2018 11:38 am
He wanted to give up. He wasn’t the type to just come back for continuous beatings. And the fight with that orange freckled brat had left him quite ruffled. And... well, he did have injuries to nurse. But the voices wouldn’t stop and he just knew he had to come to the pride. They weren’t whispering, gabbling on and on in loud, incoherent voices. The only words he could make out was “try, try, try AGAIN!”
Sighing, he warily approached the border again. Ginga was still following him around but decided to linger away for a while. Ginga was surprisingly adept at dressing wounds. ”I’m here to challenge for rights to be a member,” he called out.
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Syrius Lionwing rolled 5 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 1, 3, 4
Total: 15 (5-20)
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2018 11:48 am
 Cynder was in a fairly good mood. Despite the rumblings in the pride, the anger of many, the calls of the horde, she was ina. Good mood. YThis was mainly because her children had finally become large enough o get the heck out of her den. If anyone asked her, she would of course tell them that her children were wonderful, and she did love them, but they brought dirt, filth and an over all unhygienic mess to her world which she did not appreciate.
What she did appreciate was them leaving to find their own way in the world. Many of them had wandered off to become reavers a few had chosen to remain freeborn. It was their life and she was not here to micromanage them. As long as they kept their paws clean and didn’t drag any more STUFF in to her den she was happy.
Ultimately she had decided to trot to the border with the thought of escaping the hunger and run out in to the world on a reaving. Of course as she neared a call came out and her ears perked. Well, this would be a nice start to her journey. “I accept your challenge.” She purrs approaching slowly her body lowering as she moved like a serpent towards her prey. This would be a very nice start to her little outing.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 1:42 pm
Roho eyed the purple female warily. She... looked able. Could he do this? Was there a proper way to go about this? The last guy he had challenged just charged him. He sucked in a deep breath, unsure if he was really supposed to go first, and charged anyways. He managed to run right into her, using his side to push at her before hopping back. He still had reservations about actually scratching at her, wanting her to strike first in that instance. Then, it would just be self-defense, right? He paused, giving the other time to recover, greatly underestimating the situation and probably her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 2:03 pm
While his strike to her shoulder was certainly unexpected, instead of being taken off her paws she purposefully rolled, pulling herself back to her paws as quickly as she had fallen. Her tail lashed and without a moments hesitation she leapt towards him, her body lithe and serpentine she connected with his shoulder with all four of her paws, all claws and teeth and a slender block of fury.
She wasn’t about to go easy on him, just because he was a male.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2018 11:19 am
She was much tougher than he was giving her credit for. And because of his lack of taking this seriously, when she leaped at him and impacted his shoulder with all four paws, claws tearing at his flesh, he had fallen and rolled. Wincing and looking at his torn shoulder, he bared his teeth as the voices began cackling and chanting.
Dragging himself up to all four paws, he squared off, making sure to keep his back from her, and attempted to charge again. The wound in his shoulder was certainly making it hard to not limp, however.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2018 3:13 am
Cynder let a light smirk tilt her lips. He was determined she gave him credit for that, but until he turned tail and fled she knew not to let up. Taking an injury, any injury was below her.
Licking her lips she lowered her stance waiting for him to attack, if he leapt she would dive for his belly, if he lowered himself she would leap over him and take his rear. There was no point in underestimating her. She was a fighter.
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