For roleplaying regular/real-world species with real-world limitations, e.g. cats, dogs, wolves, lions, bears.
by Echo Base » Mon Aug 13, 2012 2:58 am
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by arturia » Mon Aug 13, 2012 8:15 am
Ōkami Amaterasu wrote:. p h o e b e .
"It." Phoebe started off, referring to the loner. 'is quite irritable and about to meet my claws." she hissed lowly in an annoyed voice. Her eyes narrowing to slits and blazing like flames now. Her tail tip began to lash black and forth. The female's sharp claws sunk in the oft soil near the stream bank. Phoebe flashed her teeth showing the obnoxious fae she wasn't here to play games. The huntress' pointed ears flattened against her head and she closed her muzzle. Itching to get up and go somewhere else, but she'd stay to see what would happen.
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by arturia » Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:01 am
. p h o e b e .
"I know that, I'm not a pup," she answered aggitatedly and flattened her ears. "I'd rather leave than be called 'that' by her." Phoebe added in a frustrated tone of voice. Not taking a liking to the loner. Phoebe then got up and shook her thick pelt. "I'll be right back, I have to get something." the huntress indicated with her tail to the meadow. Phoebe gracefully leapt over the stream and stalked forward toward the meadow. Her shoulders hunched and body low. If she could she had a lot of choice words to say to either of those wolves.
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by arturia » Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:14 am
. p h o e b e .
Rolling her gold eyes, the fae snorted as she thought. Idiotic alphas. Stuck up, conceaded, selfish. she spat in her mind. The huntress was seething with rage and anger. Phoebe' fur bristled with anger. Picking up her pace, Phoebe shot forward. With long strides she would reach the meadow faster. The scent of fish began to fill her nose. At least her prey was still in the grass and not stolen. Slowing to a halt, she shook her pelt and spotted the glint of silver scales. Phoebe padded over and snatched the two fish in her jaws. She whipped around and headed back.
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