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 Whiplash (#102920) Usual View Forum Posts  Posted on 2016-12-30 06:22:58 |
Post your roleplays here! Information/Rank Thread ~ http://www.lioden.com/topic.php?id=304429252344 Character SheetsView and Post Character Sheets 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 30/12/16 @ 15:36:32 by Whiplash (#102920) |
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|Plushy|Side| (#77112)
Vicious View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-31 12:38:13 |
||Renier Saurugol/Ren||Knight||Woods - Camp||Mentions: Estona, Furia|| 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Whiplash (#102920)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-31 12:49:18 |
Estona l Queen l Camp l Mentions: Furia, Renier With tugging, pulling and twisting, the queen managed to tear the leg from the doe, blood splattering as the flesh was torn so viciously. The Queen released the leg and allowed her head to rise, licking the blood from her dark muzzle, staring at Furia, half tempted to take the heart from her, just to spite her. Though chose against it, she deserved it after seeing to the bear after all. Soon the Devil's eyes were drawn to another wolf, a male who seemed to be retreating. A low cackle passed her lips "Oh, my dear..." she purred "Fearful, are we?" a malicious grin lay upon her lips as she turned her body to face him, her ears perked as her head tilted quite menacingly "You think i'd bite?" she gasped and spoke in a sickeningly sweet tone, it was a fake one, of course, yet she waited for a reply. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Gladiator (#44969)
Unholy View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-31 13:01:54 |
Ambrose | Hunter | Camp | Interactions: Open As Ambrose watches the other wolves start tearing into the wolf, only to retreat as soon as the queen stakes her claim on the fresh meat. He disappears to a nearby bramble thicket and digs up a few carcasses of smaller prey that he had caught right before going off to track the deer. Returning a couple minutes later he drops 3 very plump rabbits right by the deer, taking one for himself and trotting over to a rock smaller then he was, leaning against it as he starts eating. The rabbits blood staining his fangs, muzzle, and paws as it flowed. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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|Plushy|Side| (#77112)
Vicious View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-31 13:06:49 |
||Renier Saurugol/Ren||Knight||Woods - Camp||Mentions: Estona|| 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Whiplash (#102920)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-31 23:42:54 |
Estona l Queen l Camp l Mentions: Renier, Furia, Ambrose The dame couldn't help but tilt her head "My space..." she spoke quietly , then her face softened "You know, i'm not a monster..." she paused, the silence lasting a couple of minutes before she cackled, her teeth on show as she threw her head back "Oh dear..." her laugh was chilling and wasn't close to anything sane-sounding. Yet the Devil was quick to compose herself "Allow me to make something clear, as you're clearly as foolish as those petty Inshidians.." her eyes narrowed "The wolves in my Kingdom are useful to me, so, for as long as you can be of service, i'll do my best in keeping you alive and stopping myself from tearing out your throat...Understand? Good, now eat.." she glanced at Furia and then the hunter "..All of you, I don't want to be commanding weaklings.." she hissed before taking a hold of the torn leg and walking back to her stone, carrying herself elegantly of course. How else was she to carry herself? Like a psychotic serial killer with rabies? That was for when she was mad, it'd be inappropriate. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 01/01/17 @ 06:43:56 by Whiplash (#102920) |
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Gladiator (#44969)
Unholy View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 00:20:43 |
Ambrose | Hunter | Camp | Mentions: Estona, Reiner, Furia Finishing the rabbit Ambrose throws the leftover bones, leaving one behind, and pelt into a bush by the edge of the camp and washes the blood off of himself. He takes the long bone that he left for himself and lays on his stomach with his paws in front, chewing on the edge sticking towards him. Ambrose is careful enough to only break off a small part of the bone, chewing on the marrow inside while his tail flicking side to side in delight at the taste. At the sound of Reiner's voice his ears flicker forward to where he stands, amused by the male's words. He glances over to the wolf that went back under the tree and realizes he hasn't met her yet, considering that Ambrose was new to the kingdom, and wondered what she was like. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 01/01/17 @ 07:26:27 by Gladiator (#44969) |
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JustLogan (#85963)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 00:21:48 |
Fenrir|Knight|Camp|Interactions: All near He'd returned from his patrol just in time to hear the queens little speech. The pack feared her, if they were sane. And rightfully so, some far more than others. To show that fear, though, is to show weakness. He stepped from the treeline, looking to Furia "No sign of bears. And the scents very faded. You did well chasing it off" He said, giving her a nod. He watched as the queen walked away, elegant as ever, and if he found himself inclined that way he'd call her beautiful. He appreciated beauty, even his hers wasn't quite his flavor. He moved to the carcass, tearing off a sizeable chunk of meat, famished after his patrol. He made his way to his usual spot to eat, meat secured in his strong jaws, laying in the shade. He liked this spot, as there was a view from all angles, and no surprises could befall him while he ate, gnawing at the meat held between his large paws. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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RedEclipesWolf (#96769)
Deathlord of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 02:35:37 |
Furia|Knight|Camp|Fenrir,Ambrose,Estona Furia lifted her head as Fenrir came up to her, she gave a soft nod as she got up and followed him to the carcass she wanted what was on the inside. The juicy, soft, organs that had to be dug out to find, she dug her head in once again feeling the liver. With a gentle and strong enough pull she was able to pull it out, Furia laid down behind Fenrir her back pressed lightly up against his rump. She was unaware of this while she ate the liver licking the blood off before she began to devour it as she has done to the heart. As she took the final bite of the liver, she began to groom herself and rubbing her self in the dirt and grass. Once the blood was clean from her face she had went back and torn off a leg snapping the bone inhalf, she again laid down and chewed the boney leg. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Whiplash (#102920)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 04:32:42 |
Estona l Queen l Camp l Mentions: None - Open The Queen hoisted herself and the leg upon the rock with ease, sliding down upon her stomache, leg between her paws and tail coiled up like a husky's would, the tip tickling her back. Her hand legs kicked out to the side as she got herself comfortable, positioning the leg so that her large paws could grip it before her canines sunk into the hide, gripping and tearing the flesh off before she merely swallowed it, she didn't even seem to chew before she tore at the limb again, lurid eyes watching the other wolves carefully, her gaze un-blinking for a little too long before her lids came back down and her piercing gaze was adverted down to her meal. (Apologies for it being short cx) 0 players like this post! Like? |
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MaskedCritters (#99062)
Evil View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 05:48:42 |
Artair|Hunter|Camp|Mentions: Pack, Estona(indirectly) Artair's overly large ears turned, head perked up when he heard the tearing of flesh and the smell of blood and meat. A small roar-bark emitted. booming out from his vocals, deep and monstrous like a roar yet swung out like a bark. He arose to black paws, scampering over. Movement in the legs deer like lifting high and promptly bending like on too. His tongue lolled out, slowing and lowering his head when he spotted the queen among the feasting wolves. Ary closed in slowly, a few high pitched whines, not from fear. It was just mere vocal communication without speaking. Black lips pulled back, revealing sharp teeth as his jaws parted. He would be chomping on some plants for food but he couldn't pass up some free food int he form of meat. Teeth dung into a section of the carcass, jaws scraping for meat on the neck of it. Dark eyes focused on his meal, happily forgetting the others around him, and ignoring the fact he never really fits in. Taller then the others, weirder shaped, way to lean of a build. Lots of things differed him from everyone, how did he get here? He honestly couldn't recall, it was just hopeless traveling. Moment she couldn't recall, he wasn't that starved, no. He was an omnivorous sort, strange indeed but he did know this for a fact from his species and mother. ((Yay first post with Ary ^^)) 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Whiplash (#102920)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 06:07:58 |
Estona l Queen l Camp l Mentions: Artair As Estona was tucking in, blood smeared around her muzzle, something caught her eye. Ah..The foreigner. A disgusted look was now upon her face as she watched him approach the carcass "Pathetic Imp.." she hissed, lifting herself up and turning her back to him. She despised the petty creature, so much so she hadn't even dared to talk to it. The only reason he was here was because he could hunt, his longer legs helping, yet he was not of Ahentis blood, and that irritated her beyond belief. Fueled by irrational irritation, the Devil had completely stripped the leg of it's flesh and hide. A snarl passed her lips as she picked it up and threw the bone back toward the carcass, she hadn't a clue to as of how far it went, but she was finished. Slowly she rose and hopped from the stone in which she lay, slowly she walked past the carcass, walking towards the grasslands it seemed. Her tail rested upon her back as her hips swayed, a natural swagger of sorts. As usual her head was held high, looking down her nose at just about everything in sight. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Gladiator (#44969)
Unholy View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 06:16:19 |
Ambrose | Hunter | Camp | Interactions: Artair As Ambose finished up what was left of the bone he tossed the leftovers to the side and licked his muzzle, seeing a red and black animal approach the carcass. The new manned wolf in the kingdom, an animal in which pretty much everyone either despised or just didn't talk to. He didn't care though, an animal was an animal; just like how both deer and elk, or rabbit and squirrel are prey to predators. Standing up Ambrose shakes out his fur and slowly approaches the creature, not particularly in any rush and becomes slightly amused when he sees the look in Estona's face. When he reaches the tall animal he waits patiently for him to be done with his mea before speaking, "I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting. What's your name manned wolf?" 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Whiplash (#102920)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 06:21:20 |
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MaskedCritters (#99062)
Evil View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-01 06:24:58 |
Artair|Hunter|Camp|Mentions: Estona His ears twitched, pinning back a bit as he lift his head in time to see the bone tossed back for the carcass and Estona leaving, the Spry Imp merely huffed, turning the chocolate gaze to the canine directing him. "Artair." he said simply, his tone rough yet clear. Exaggerated large ears tilting in different ways, one going back another tilted towards the black coated wolf. He sat down, black paws flexed to suit the needs of being comfortable in the new posture. "Though I guess you could call me a Imp or Rat." he said simply, cocking his head to the right. Stilling like he was a stone statue. Fox like pelt assorted in a poorly groomed manner. He hadn't bothered to fix it after getting up. ((ikr xD)) 0 players like this post! Like? |
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JustLogan (#85963)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-02 01:27:02 |
Fenrir|Knight|Camp|Mentions: Furia, Artair The knight ate his meal in silence, observing the pack as he did. His head cocked a bit at to feel of Furia pressing against him, but the she-wolf seemed not to notice, so he figured it was better left unquestioned. He looked on in amusement as he cleaned herself, finishing off the last of the meat he had, and licking his paws and muzzle clean. He let out a low growl as the outsider came into view. It was an odd creature, like someone stretched out a fox and fitted it with deer legs. He didn't like it. He watched as the hunter, Ambrose he believed, speaks to it, but only passively pays attention to the words passed between them. He lets out a sigh, laying his head on his paws. He needed to do something, growing restless, so he stood and shook out his pelt, turning once again to the treeline, deciding to take a walk. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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