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Post by Gabjas on Apr 9, 2013 8:09:00 GMT -6
Prue inhaled and exhaled once, her eyes closed, before she flew into battle. War cries and clashes droned about her, filling the air and silencing all other noise. Prue ducked beneath the wings of two skirmishing soldiers of the opposing armies, locking her talons on an incoming Masked owl.
The owl desperately attempted to escape her deadly grip, he flailed and tugged, letting a cry of pain escape his beak as she dug her battleclaws into the flesh of his wing. He gave a surrendering whimper. She plunged her battleclaws into his chest, piercing his heart. She shuddered slightly as his body fell limp to the sand below.
She paused momentarily, as did many of the other owls around her, as an infuriated shriek arose from somewhere in the heat of battle. She turned to see the bloodied figure of Thalia, the High Tytoness, writhe in pain and fury. With a single blow, she took the Guardian down and a fleet of Pure Ones encircled their now vulnerable leader in a protective stance, deflecting all attacks from outside.
"Prue!" she heard a familiar cry ring out. She turned to see a Guardian waving his wings. "Behind you!" he cried. She turned just in time to face a Barn owl that had been flying at her. She threw him aside with such force that he went yeep, losing control of his wings and crashing to the terrain below.
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Post by spice on Apr 9, 2013 15:16:49 GMT -6
Barrath glee-fully flew through the battle, his enormous size causing owls both with the Guardians AND The Pure Ones to go yeep. His childish giggle carried over the wind, alerting his prey about his arrival. He swatted owls down left and right, sometimes hitting the Pure Ones.
He flew towards a soot stained Guardian, his rock sized brain not understanding the need to be quiet. "Barrath gonna get you!" he yelled excitedly, his voice slurring with his stupidity. He extended his talons, going for Prue's wing, when suddenly the earth rushed towards him. His wings seemed locked in place. "What happanin'?" he asked stupidly. The hard earth came closer to his face. Only when he was about a tree's distance to the ground did he realize:
"I go yeep..."
(OOC: Isn't he SOOOOOO smart? XD)
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Post by Gabjas on Apr 9, 2013 19:51:02 GMT -6
Ambrose ambled along the battlefield, dodging as best as he could between the fallen bodies of owls that covered the ground. He had assigned himself to pick off the low-flying Pure Ones, which was an easy task for his strong jaws.
He leaped up on his hind legs and clamped his bite onto the wing of Pure One soldier, who yelped in pain and fell to the ground, blood pooling around him.
The wolf felt a pang of pain in his twisted paw, and, realizing his cue to rest, hobbled off to the Guardian camp where two large owls were standing with battleclaws and torches. They nodded to him, muttering a quick 'wolf', as they had taken to calling him, and continued their vigil.
The black wolf peered into the blurs of owls battling, birds falling, searching with his piercing eyes for his mate. He knew she was an able fighter, but he could not help but worry for her. He paused from thought to lick the blood from his fur.
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Post by otulissa on Apr 9, 2013 22:39:34 GMT -6
There was a shriek of fury. Safiya had returned to the battlefield in time to see a dire wolf snatch a Pure One from the air. Yelling, she swooped down on the wolf and tried to slash across his eye, but missed and instead slashed off ome of his ears. She looked at it, a little grossed out, then dropped the furry attatchment to the rocky ground.
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Post by Gabjas on Apr 10, 2013 7:50:26 GMT -6
Deadline to post is Tuesday, April 16, 2013
@mysterystar, the previous post for Safiya counted in this one, therefore Safiya may not be posted again within this deadline.
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Post by otulissa on Apr 10, 2013 19:22:51 GMT -6
(thanks Gabjas. Ambrose is now earless. Maia, come try to kill my owl....)
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Post by Felidae on Apr 11, 2013 13:15:35 GMT -6
(Seen as no one replied that they wanted their owl to battle Feliah, I guess I'll just make her fight a random owl ._. )
Feliah glanced down to the sandy floor, which was only just visible through the mass swarm of feathers and blood. She could see wolves had now joined the battle, and she was glad they were on her side.
Returning her attention to the owl now coming straight for her, she swooped down, narrowly avoiding the oncoming owl's talons. She then turned around, but much to her surprise the Pure One was right behind her. With a smug grin, he went straight for her throat. Instincts kicking in, Feliah moved her head out of the way, but the Pure One caught the top of her wing, cutting it. The cut, thankfully, wasn't deep and only gave her a small pain. Narrowing her eyes, she grabbed the Barn owl's right wing, flinging him to the ground.
Letting out a small hmph, Feliah continued to fly off into the battle.
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Post by spice on Apr 14, 2013 12:46:22 GMT -6
Maia bounded across the blood stained earth, her white fur coloured red with blood. She leapt up and down, snapping Pure Ones within her powerful jaws. She jumped higher and higher, her powerful legs propelling her higher. She whipped around after dispatching an owl to see Ambrose, her mate, being attacked by another owl. She howled and the clearing grew silent, the only sound the clash of metal on metal and her mournful keening.
She raced towards her mate, her eyes glazed with anger, and leapt at the owl. SHe sank her teeth into the owl's chest, taking her down. Maia bit down hard, her teeth glancing off of the owl's ribcage and narrowly missing Safiya's heart. Blood erupted into Maia's mouth, and sprayed the earth. She bit down, feeling the owl's bones crunch beneath her teeth.
She threw the owl to the ground, blood pooling around the owl. Maia spat the blood out, then turned to her mate. Ambrose was missing half an ear, and Maia ran to him. "Are you ok?" she whispered.
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Post by spice on Apr 17, 2013 20:25:17 GMT -6
Elissya flew through the air, her pack securely attached to her back. It was filled with various herbs, her mortar and pestle, some shiny glass bits, hollowed out wooden bowls and string. "Mousedung!" she exclaimed as she neared the battle. "Am I too late?" she wondered aloud, her eyes skimming the battlefield.
She saw an injured wolf, and flew over immediately. "Do you require aid?" she asked, indicating her pack emblazoned with the Medic/Healer coat of arms. She pulled on the mouse leather strings, undoing the tightly knit pack.
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Post by xxxskyfalconxxx on Apr 19, 2013 23:38:36 GMT -6
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Jumar looked at the blood stained pure one, “we were told that you needed a slipgizzle to collect information about the guardians, and that you wouldn't mind having kryton fight with your soldiers in this battle. All we need is a set of fire-claws, and I’m running quite low on paint.” He said in a Karkish accent, “I need to look more of a brownish southern owl to pass for a healer wanting to help with their injured owls,” he said while changing to a hoolian accent and ruffling out his feathers to show that they were clearly dimmed from the lack of sun, “I wouldn't want them noticing my pale brown feathers from my time spent up in the northern kingdom, they’d get suspicious. Once we have the paint and fire-claws, we’ll be ready to serve for you your tytoness.”
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Post by Gabjas on Apr 21, 2013 9:07:04 GMT -6
Alright everyone, seeing as almost all of us, myself included, did not post as their characters for this round. I will just go ahead and start the next one.
Please remember to post as all your characters, but if you do not within the deadline, we will move on without you.
The deadline is Sunday, 28 April.
Happy posting.
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Post by spice on Apr 22, 2013 21:15:47 GMT -6
Katara stabbed and slashed with her steel clad talons, feathers and blood raining down around her. The Supreme Commander seemed invincible, whirling around with such speed and ferocity.
Her onyx black eyes seemed alive with the fire of battle, the obsidian black seeming to hold flickering flames. Her pure white feathers were stained with blood, though it was not her own. She danced around her attackers, her Storm Strikers fighting along right behind her. They moved together, combatting Guardians and supporting Katara, though she didn't seem to need their aid.
Katara slashed her talons at the Guardian in front of her's face, her silver talons cutting through the helmet. Using the other talon, she gripped the Guardian's throat and squeezed, using the hold to swing herself over the Guardian's head and break his neck. Blood sprayed from the Guardian's broken neck, which Katara had snapped like a twig, painting Katara's pure white feathers a pure, deep crimson.
"STRIKERS!" she called after she threw the Guardian's body to the ground below. "To me! TO MY LEFT!" the Strikers dispatched their targets and dropped left, plummeting after their Supreme Commander to the ground. Katara angled herself at the black he-wolf, who seemed to have lost part of his ear. She saw the weakness in his eyes, though he still would be a danger. The Strikers followed after her, and the wind whipped through Katara's fiery crimson stained feathers as she angled towards the male wolf.
Dianthe was at the Tree, hurriedly throwing her newly forged weapons into a metal sheath. She fastened the clasps, then threw the bag over her shoulder. She ran towards the opening of the Tree's forge, then leapt out into the night air.
Meanwhile, Elissya ran back and forth through the Guardian who were lying wounded on the ground. She pulled herbs and spices from her pack and ground them together, making poultices, tisanes, infusions, bandages and many more things to help heal and aid the Guardians with their strife.
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Post by otulissa on Apr 23, 2013 3:08:53 GMT -6
(OOC: Since I have decided to kill colaby for Everest, Katara killed her in the last post. Because she didn't specify the guardian's name or species, it is Coliaby. This is her last piece of roleplay...forever....) Coliaby swooped forward, raking her talons across a Pure One's back. Another swipe cut an owl's feet off. She screeched to a halt as an owl she vaguely recognised as the Supreme Commander of the Pure Ones stop in front of her. She swiped and fought valiantly, but the owl just parried every attack. Then the Pure One swiped at her face, sheering through her helmet. I'll have to have a word with Lyra abot that, she thought, thinking how lucky she was that there were only small scratches. The Pure One grabbed her throat and she gasped for breath as the grip tightened and the wicked claws curved and cut into her neck. The owl cut some more, Coliaby's screams of terror and agony choked away by the grip on her throat. The Pure One in front of her used the troat hold to swing herself over Coliaby's neck, and a thousand stars exploded as in snapped like a fragile branch. As the Pure One let the paralysed owl drop, Coliaby fell at the unlucky angle that tore up her breast feathers, deep enough to cut several arteries and lightly scratch Coliaby's heart. The broken neck, several cuts and various wounds along with the severed arteries all contributed to the brave Guardian's death. The last thing she heard was the desparate scream of her wingman Parzival. Her own blood ran upwards into her eyes. The strength left her body as she fell, the world spiralling as her vision blurred to black, her breath stilled and her heart beat for the last time. *** |
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Post by otulissa on Apr 23, 2013 3:26:36 GMT -6
((OOC: This may be trivial, but may I ask that one of the Guardians retrieves Coliaby's body. It makes me sad to think of her layin there, trampled and covered in other owls' blood along with her own.))
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Post by Gabjas on Apr 23, 2013 7:28:58 GMT -6
(OOC: ANNOUNCEMENT and @mysterystar, yes. After the war, we will have a scene where all the Guardians take the bodies of their deceased and place them in the Sea of Hoolemere. Then they take the Pure Ones and do the same. Ankha will notice Coliaby and weep a little over her before saying a final goodbye.
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