Pumas of Noble Canyon
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Thread Topic: Pumas of Noble Canyon
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X's ear went to a stand still. "What the.." Suddenly the male was gone an toward the echoing screams and yowls that filled his head. Pushing his leg farther he skidded to a hault to find the mass of pumas. He growled, his lips pulling back to reveal his white teeth. "Knock it off you two testosteronel males." His tail lashed irritable and he looked down at Kala. "Can you even stand?" He asked softly, his eyes softening.
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Kala whimpered, "N-n-no..." She gestured to the cuts and scrapes from the sharp rocks.
Ezmere growled at X to silence. Then he turned back to Zhale and prepared for a raging battle. -
Zhale turned to X, his eyes desperate and pleading. "Please, X, take her back to your den." He said softly. It was killing him to see Kala in so much pain, and he knew that despite the red puma's questionable past, X could be trusted. "Please, watch over her with Shira, if," He hesitated. "If I don't come back."
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The males eyes flashed. He looked at the other male with soft eyes. "You have my word. Call for me if you need help.. If you don't... I'll come get you." He turned away and the large red puma grabbed Kala's bleeding body and slid it gentle onto his back. "Hold on tight." He said softly and began to trot towards his cave trying not to hit anything her move her around too much.
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"Thank you, thank you..." Zhale said over and over again, the sincerity clear in his voice. X was a good cat, one who should always be remembered.
But shaking his respective thoughts aside, he turned to Ezmere and snarled a smirk. "Come on then, pussycat." He called tauntingly. In a split second, Zhale's gleaming gold claws sprung out. "Let's dance." -
Ezmere grinned back, a fierce glow in his eye. "Shall we? I know the tango well. Here, let me teach you..."
He immediately leapt onto Zhale, pinning him to the ground. A murderous growl gurgled in his throat. "Step one: surprise your dance partner."
Ezmere shoved Zhale into the wall, then let him go. "Sweep them off their feet, maybe??"
A radically dangerous look overcame him. "Your turn." -
Angel, powerplaying is when you make your character powerful. Instead of saying, "he leapt and pinned him down" say "he leapt at him". I'll decide what happens to my characters. I could say, "Zhale slashed at his chest, opening many wounds" but that would be powerplaying. So instead I might say, "Zhale snarled and swiped t his chest." You decide whether Ezmere gets hurt. I know you didn't know, so I'm teaching you now. :) Let's rewind to where Ezmere pounced.)
Zhale growled, but was knocked back. He kicked at Ezmere's stomach, trying to knock him away. -
OHHHHHHHH........ So sorry! Okay, I get it now. Gee whiz. My bad.)
Ezmere's stomach lurched as the blow hit, and he cowered backwards. Struggling for breath, the he-puma weakly swiped.
Kala clutched X's back fur, trying to stay on. Tears flooded her eyes. -
He gentle laid her down on his cavern floor and rasped hi tounge over her glistened pelt. He took out rocks, splinters, an took away dried blood. "Stay with me Kala." He growled and pressed a herb mixture onto the wound and then placed cobwebs over it and over her two seeds. "These will take the pain away and let you sleep."
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Kala did not let herself open her eyes, but she did smile slightly and whisper a small "thank you" in X's ear as he laid her down. The tonic felt bitter, but creamy and smooth on her matted fur.
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Zhale leapt again, his outstretched claws aimed at the other puma's throat.
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Ezmere felt a ragingly painful piercing in his throat. Coiling back in dread, Ezmere hissed.
After a short recovery he rose to full height, reared, and struck Zhale. -
Zhale's cry of pure pain echoed through the canyon as blood slid down his face. A large cut had opened on his forehead. "This. Is. For. Kala!" He roared, each word in time with a furious slash or rake from the he-puma's claws.
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These incredible swipes knocked Ez off his paws, and he crashed to the ground. His chest, face, and left shoulder was oozing with blood and pain, so much pain he could hardly stand up again.
But, with a defiant roar, Ezmere lunged at Zhale's throat. "This. Is. For. Kala's. Mother!" he cried, each word equalling a slash at Zhale's throat. -
Zhale twisted around and bit down on his opponent's throat. His grip locked tight, his wounds bleeding freely, Zhale's vision faded away into blissful darkness.
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