~ The Lost Warriors ~ Wolf RP New and Accepting

[Moon pool]

Striker growled "He would care because it is part of his flesh and bones it carets on part of his legacy for it could be his succeeder" he said this very convincingly as if he truly meant it but hoped star knew the words were empty

[partyclub]

Abraxas, with rage bubbling higher and higher, raises a paw, only a few inches away from Star's muzzle. His blunt, black claws itch to tear flesh. "And I'm sure he won't mind gnawing on one of your bones, I presume?" Abraxas counters.

[Moon pool]

Striker snarled "Why would he gnaw on his own pup's bones! That is his first kin! Numbskull!"
(Rember the name calling and stuff is just between the characters )

[partyclub]

Abraxas, unable to hold in his fury any long, whips around and rams his broad, strong head into Strike's chest, forcing him backwards. "How dare you talk to me like that!" Abraxas yowls. "You worthless bag of fleas!"

[ShadowStarFang]

(I do. =3)
I smiled. "Soul eaters were always the softies. I used to kill the skeletons for fun." I smiled at him. I looked at Striker. "He would love my bones added to his pile, but we all know that won't happen." I smiled looking at Abraxas.

[Moon pool]

Striker grabbed the soul eater's scruff and using his size agianst him dragged him to the the ground so that striker was standing over him "Star I know yours wont I am more worried for the pup you could kill a million soul eaters not problum because very few to none actually know how to fight decent"

[partyclub]

Abraxas pummels Strike's stomach with his back feet, claws scraping against flesh. Immediate pleasure is brought to Abraxas from the sound of fur and skin ripping. Abraxas leaps to his feet, ignoring the constant growling from Strike's throat. He turns to Star, grinning widely. "Tell me, why haven't you joined Skellrar? Your own father?"

[ShadowStarFang]

"Decent?" I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "I wanna see this." I watched now. Skellrar taught them how to fight, not just instincts. "I'm guessing you weren't there when I was. Born and raised with him. Trained every day sun up sun down and sometimes through the night. Pride and joy till I tried to kill him. He only lived because we were surrounded by soul eaters right before the biggest battle."

[partyclub]

Abraxas flinches at the mention of the skeleton soul eaters. Abraxas would never be one, more the less want to be one. Abraxas admired his form compared to the other soul eaters; their long, snake-like tongue with hard, brittle flesh and visible bones. At least Abraxas had a thick pelt.

[Moon pool]

Striker realized he had a gash put didn't care to him it was like having a scratch so he rammed the soul eater's side so that it would slam into the wall before stepping in front of the pup again