Trouble is Brewing (Cainid RP)

[SilverHund]

(is this still on?)

[The wild one]

(Sorry for not replying recently. I've been kind of buys with school work ><. I should have some more time to actually post more often now, though Cx.)

"If you're used to the hot weather, then yes, it would be," Tor said as they made their way through the almost empty complex. Not very many Cainids were out at this time in the morning, which was nice. They didn't have to navigate through tight crowds, or anything like that.
When they reached the massive, metal walls that surrounded the complex, Tor called up to one of the guards stationed up there, and he opened the doors just enough for Tor and Mirri to slip through one by one.
"Stay close now," he said. "One wrong turn, and we could get quite lost out here."

Bloodstone grinned slightly and righted himself after having putting himself off balance by the lunge. He dropped to a crouch and eyed Willow, watching her movements carefully. He was waiting for her to make a move this time, though, his eyes challenging her.

Jet walked out to the cave entrance, the cold air beginning to bite at her dark face. She had only been outside once or twice, and she had been with her mother both times. This was the first time that the sky was clear, and she could see out across the ice plain that covered the area around the underground fortress of the Fear.
Jet then spotted Kai and Blaize up on the ledge near the cave, and she decided to go see what they were up to. It took her some time for her to reach the ledge, as the snow was a little hard to navigate through with her short legs, but she managed to reach them within a few minutes.
"Hey, guys," she said, he tail wagging slightly. "What're you guys doing? I thought we weren't allowed out here without an adult to watch us."

[SilverHund]

Kulan sighed as Tanzi played around his feet. He had been antsy ever since he and Neon killed her father. He was afraid of what the C.R.A would do to him if they found out. He shivered, remembering his episode on the operating table. He never wanted to be on one again, which he heard was what they put criminals sentenced to death on.

Kay smiled at his son and his new friend. If Blaize could wrap cainids around his finger so early on, he would make an excellent fear. Oceana looked at him nervously at the same time as Sahni. Love, Sahni thought, You're sending all the wrong signals

[SilverHund]

Tanzi quickly got bored and trotted outside. She rubbed Taurus, as she named the Oxer, on his head. "Taurus. I'm almost 75 now. In 15 short years I'll be all grown and have to choose between the army and a dull life at home. I want to fight, but I can't leave you!"

Blaize smiled at Kai, gesturing to the plains of the Artic. "This will be our kingdom when I grow up! I'll own it all!"
"What about Jendie?" Kai pointed out, "He's the first in line with the fear gene."
Blaize's eyes narrowed, "that won't be a problem."
A shiver ran over Kai, but he refused to show his nervousness.

[magnet]

Username:Flippy|Flaky
Name of your Cainid:Flaky
Gender:Female
Age (from 10 to 400):378
Type (Arctic, Desert, Central or mix):Arctic
Job (if old enough for one, which is 100):Agent
Siblings (if any):
Mate (if you have one):Flippy
Pups (if any):
History:X
Personality:Shy,timid,and shaky.She likes being alone,for the most part,but can't help but jump for joy when her mate is around.She sticks by his side,no matter what,even though his evil side could end her permantly.
Anything else?:


Username:Flippy|Flaky
Name of your Cainid:Flippy
Gender:Male
Age (from 10 to 400):380
Type (Arctic, Desert, Central or mix):Desert
Job (if old enough for one, which is 100):Soldier
Siblings (if any):
Mate (if you have one):Flaky
Pups (if any):
History:X
Personality:Kind,caring,and gentle.He loves Flaky,and hangs around the shy Candid a lot.He lets no one hurt her.
Anything else?:He has an evil side when he hears something that reminds him of war.

*Editing*

Samantha sighed,looking up and down.Zero sneered playfully at her,and she shook her head."You are so weird."SHe muttered."I know."He agreed.

[magnet]

green-flippy
Red-flaky

[magnet]

F L I P P Y
He sighed,and stared at the floor.Flaky padded up behind him,smiling.

[Msskanira]

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Fion
Username: Canis Elementum
Name of your Cainid: Fion
Gender: Female
Age (from 10 to 400): 170
Type (Arctic, Desert, Central or mix): Central-Desert Hybrid
Job (if old enough for one, which is 100): Agent
Siblings (if any):

• Tyani (F) - Alive, Healthy, 2 Cubs; Full-blood Sister
• Zarroa (M) - Alive, Healthy, No Offspring; Half-blood Brother

Mate (if you have one): None
Pups (if any): None
History: Fion's parents, Glorio (father) and Martina (mother), were young and in love. Martina had the spirit of the Desert in her, and was naturally stubborn but beautiful and very loving. Glorio, on the other hand, was used to a confined and rather dull city life, though he was handsome and coveted by many young females besides Martina. However, Martina was not a Central, and had no connections or relations that could possibly help Glorio's parents, for she had been a dispersal female from her natal pack in the Desert Sector. Glorio's parents kindly separated the two, and engaged Glorio to a very beautiful, very important female from the Central Sector, who would better their standing in society. Despite this, like a very human Romeo and Juliet, they stayed together and kept their love a secret. Glorio was married off, and his new mate produced Fion's half-sibling Zarroa within a five months.
Though their relationship was not a common sort of predicament, it occured nonetheless. But it was not long after Glorio's mate, Zani, grew ill. An uncommon virus attacked her system, but was not caught early enough for treatment. Everyone thought she just was taking a while to rebound from the birth, but she grew sicker and sicker. One evening, with her infant son in her arms, she died. Though saddened at the death of his 'mate' Glorio was secretly pleased he could now marry Martina, though he waited a normal mourning period before doing so. Martina grew round and soon became a true mother, Tyani was first, and a year later Fion followed. The three became almost too much to handle, all within three years of each other and very rowdy. When they were finally adults, Zarroa took on the craft of a medical doctor, moving up North and rarely coming back down ever to speak to either his parents or siblings. Tyani took on the craft of scientist, most notably artifacts and history, so an archaeologist, basically. But Fion left and became an Agent for the C.R.A., though having frequent contact with her sister Tyani despite the demand of the job.
Personality: Fion is very withdrawn and strategical, speaking with practically no one unless directly addressed. She is kind, with a strong set of morals, but very cold and not at all welcoming to others. She is a loner, not very socially interested, though she can act quite differently, if a job requires it. Her self-isolation and seclusion is not conducive to her finding a mate, though many times her partially inherited prettiness has attracted the eyes of males, she has spurned them all.
Anything else?: None
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[The wild one]

[@Canis, accepted ^^. I'm not sure where you want to jump in, though. I've completely forgotten what's been going on, so if you have any ideas on what to do, just write what you want to.]

[Msskanira]

((Thanks! It's okay. I think I'll just do a hunting scene- can you tell I like them? XD- and if you want one of your characters to jump in or whatever, feel free to))

Fion stretched, shaking herself like a wet dog. Ears back, she dropped her head to the ground and scratched, picking up the muddled scents. Oxer, mostly, a few Cainid scents from the Agency, a couple free-roamers, and one or two of the cats. Wrinkling her nose in distaste, Fion lifted her eyes and scanned the horizon. Pricking her ears, she let the wind carry to her the Desert sounds...
Oxer, one o'clock, a small family. A buck, two does, and one fawn and a yearling. The smile of a hungry predator knowing a meal and full belly would come shortly spread across her face. Stalking forward, she crawled up the hill in the direction of the Oxers, but let only her head peek up over the top of the hill. They were moving towards the left side of her vision- running, actually, with all due speed. Confusion seeped into her- and then knowledge. A cat was hunting them, intent on the yearling.
That's mine, She growled, leaving all caution to spring herself over the edge of the crest. Landing on her paws, she let out a hunting bark, which sent to already frightened Oxers into a frenzy to get away. The buck charged ahead, leaving the does to fend for themselves. The does feebly attempted to hide, scattering while running. In the confusion, the fawn stumbled and the herd left it, the yearling stopping for just a moment. The angry cat leaped at it, the hunt more important than age-old blood feuds. It's claws raked across the Oxer's leg, and with a frightened squeal, it continued running. The fawn stood, favoring one leg, and the cat whirled, sinking it's fangs into the shoulder metal of the fawn. The tiny thing was dead not long after. Tempted to continue the hunt, Fion paused and lost the Oxer's over the next hill. Turning to the cat, she barked, bringing it away from it's kill. It hissed menacingly, swiping, but intent on removing the outer metal to get at the meat.