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Post by Vitani on Oct 17, 2009 17:03:01 GMT -5
► Creature of the Night ◄***((No Pridelanders untill all of Werevu's followers have posted, please!))
Werevu slunk out of the dirty mud on the bank of the Waterhole, dark brown substance streaking his fur dark and masking his scent. Any lion nearby wouldn't know from smell that he was an Outlander; with his now dark pelt, they wouldn't know him at all. His followers were safe...For now.
He stepped onto the dry, cracked ground and turned, waiting patiently for his followers to come out of the filthy brambles and into the moonlit Savanna. All was silent except for the rustle of wind on the sands as the moon shone down on the seemingly empty place. The PrideRock loomed ahead, its figure casting a shadow in the moonlight. The PrideRock that would, once this night was over, be his. Yes. It was time.
It was time for revenge.***
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Post by Kizkitza on Oct 17, 2009 17:20:58 GMT -5
Kamau shook off the facade as she padded briskly away from the Pridelands, and it lifted a great burden from her back. She glanced back to make sure nobody saw her leave. Vitani had fallen peacefully asleep and Valerius had finally given up giving Kamau trouble and wandered off to his dark corner of Pride Rock to attempt to sleep. It was lucky if he didn't hear her leave.
Her head dropped low as she thought: What am I gonna do about Vitani?
She was distracted from thinking of this nonsense any further, because standing tall, backlit by the round white moon rising in the sky was a dark figure. A string of obscenities sounded like sirens in her already racing mind. Who the hell is that?
Getting low to the ground, Kamau tried to remain unseen, edging around the brush around the Water Hole to avoid this figure in the dark. But she recognized the eyes as soon as she got close enough, and from the bushes she emerged. She spoke as softly as she could, checking behind her shoulder again. "Werevu..." Her sentence trailed off as if she was going to say something else, but it wasn't time for that.
"The Pridelanders have accepted me with open arms, and now every one of them is sleeping peacefully up in their rock. Our rock." She corrected herself.
A smirk spread across her maw as the moonlight sparkled in her wraithlike eyes and on her sharp teeth, playing on her otherwise almost innocent features. Now for part two.
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tyra
Young Cub
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Post by tyra on Oct 19, 2009 4:23:16 GMT -5
Grey warrior moved like a ghost over the terrain, muscles rippling beneath her eptl and in the moonlight sharp fangs gleamed with their thirst for blood. Her black-tipped tassel flicked as tongue scraped across her mug. Soon it would start, soon her need for blood would be satisfied and she'd be once more living in the healthy envorinoment of the pridelands. Once she'd secured herself a decent rank she could work on finding a cub to train up and, in pridelands, that wouldn't be too hard. Few knew she'd spent days with Jabali and helped to harden him to the world and she saw that a strong warrior lay dormant within the older cub who would so soon reach his teens. A strong warrior whose loyalty needed to be won. But for now those loyalties of his lay with Teferi. That would change once he saw who could give him a better life, see who actually cared. The demon slowed and stopped near Werevu and Kamau. Soon, she knew. Soon they would make thier move. A move which would be helped if the fool Kivuli could get himself in gear instead of messing about with his appearance- determined to impress the ladies even in a battle. Strange kid.
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Post by Vitani on Oct 20, 2009 7:23:07 GMT -5
► Creature of the Night ◄***Werevu nodded at Luna, who slunk ever so quietly out of the stinking mud. All of his followers were here. It didn't seem much, but oh, it was. Kamau, the cunning shadow that had silently sealed the Pridelander's fate. Luna, the killer, to whom an alligator was an easy kill and would make quick work of their enemies. And Werevu himself, whose size and brute strength would possibly make up for those they were missing. They'd overthrow those pathetic Pridelanders, steal the throne right from under their stupid asses. And then, at long last, Werevu would be king.
Werevu nodded once more and then unsheathed a claw, which gleamed menacingly in the moonlight. "Let's fight."
((Should I make a new thread in Priderock or wait till Pridelanders come here?))***
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Post by Kizkitza on Oct 20, 2009 20:25:09 GMT -5
{Priderock.}
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