Bring it On (War/Romance RP) *Semi-Lit*

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Ziva Mason
Ziva ceased her rumbling growls, calmed herself down as best she could. No, they had never called her weak, simply explained the whole world of theirs. She looked to Tamesis as he stopped next to her and nodded, but cocked her head to the side when he spoke of her hunting. Why was it so interesting to watch another wolf hunt. Oh well, she figured he had some reason. Ziva nodded her head towards Luna to tell her to follow. She then shifted onto her haunches and bounded forward through the woods and past Tamesis. The clearing was to be coming up soon. "Watch and learn." Ziva slowed herself and began to scent the air.

Dean Frome
Dean's muscles tightened in response to the girl's close proximity. His face became hard and unreadable. "Don't you start." He hissed through clenched teeth. "I havent run only because I wanted to be sure, and secondly, you havent attacked yet." This was not going to end well, and he had a feeling that he was not going home tonight. But, Dean had hope that maybe, just maybe she would leave him alone and he could leave with his life. So far, he was soo not on the vampire's side.

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(( OOC: brb, dinner ))

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Tamesis Daniel Williams
Chuckling, Tamesis jogged after her, staying aware incase the scent of mountain lion crossed his path. Soon enough, the particular scent of lion wafted into his nostrils, and he scratched at the ground to get the others attention. He nodded in the direction he had caught the scent, and then started to follow it, his stomach rumbling hungrily. He hadn't eaten since the day before, and he was ravenous. He moved into the shadows, taking every advantage he could get. Right now, he was a hunter. He figured that he should watch the others hunt first however, and hung back.

Morgan Eva Lovett
"But how do you know its not just a game" she whispered, for she was close enough that he could hear her. As she spoke, her fangs became visible. She put her hands on his shoulder, and put her head close to his neck, breathing in his scent. "So easy" she whispered, her mouth watering at the smell and sound of his blood rushing through his veins less than a few centemetres away, her hands gripping his shoulders unnaturally tightly. The urge to bite his skin was powerful, intoxicating, dizzyng. She seemed to refocus however after a few seconds, and let go of him, stepping back. "Get out of here" she said harshly, not looking at him. She needed to get him away from her, or next time, she would snap. She felt...funny. She had just refused a fresh kill, one which she needed, why?

{{My internet always turns off at 10.00 CS time, so I won't be able to reply once you've had supper. See you }}

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[OOC: it's not that you called her weak though maybe presume? Or act like she was weak or defenseless? I gots to go after this too.]

Luna Rahal
Luna didn't want to go first. She wanted to see the tequnique of the others first. Though when giant black wolf hung back, tiny panic nibbled at her. Luna didn't want to make a full of herself. Luna was definatly not up to stannards with these wolves who were obviously older by a couple hundred years. Her young newbie 112 a century for a human though a decade for a older wolf. This hunt made her more nervous then usual. Soon as the smell hit her nose she quieted, watching where she stepped and how quick she moved. Taking in the wind around her. This was not the time to screw up. If she does mess up she'd leave in pride, not wanting to hear the taunts and dissaproving looks and voices of the two older wolves.

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Ziva Mason
Ziva heard the scratching, and glanced over. There was another moutain lion closer to where she was, so she made her move. Ziva slunk down, belly to the ground, stepping silently, undetected by the other predator. Her eyes never strayed from her quary, and soon enough she was close enough to attack. Once again, shifting on her hind ends, Ziva leapt out from her shadowed spot, forelegs extended, and landed on the tiny animal, snarling the way she did on a hunt, it was a half growl, and all menace. The cat struggled and scratched, but Ziva was quicker and bit into the neck, its body going limp, she trotted back, quietly to the others and plopped down with her prize. Her muzzle was bloodied a fresh red as she lifted her large head up to glance at Tamesis and Luna.

Dean Frome
Dean began to shake, not with fear, but with pure rage that was pulsing through him hotter than the Arizona sun. "You are.... dispicable." He hissed at her, and was thankful when she let go. The menace in her voice had him scowling, almost wanting to beat her upside the head with a two by four. She was no ordinary girl so it wouuldnt matter. "Fine, but just know that you have lost any chance that I would be on your side." He shrugged past her, and muttered, "Go to h*ll, where you belong." Soon, he was jogging off toward the store to stock up on supplies.

((OOC: Okay, sorry I took a long time. Cya! ))

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Tamesis Daniel Williams
After watching Ziva catch her kill, he nodded, knowing that this she-wolf would be a strong and dedicated fighter. Hunger clawing at his stomach, he watched Luna hunt, and then started to follow another trail. The lion he had smelt was big, but was nothing to Tamesis. Waiting in the shadows, Tamesis surveryed the mountian lion, his green eyes only visible. Shifting his weight beneith his huge paws, he found a good push off point, and pounced. Knicking the lion over with his weight, he dodged it's swinging paw, and then bit down into its long fur around its neck. The animal went limp as Tamesis tightened his jaw. He dragged it back to the clearing, blood staining his muzzle also. He looked at the others, and then dove into his kill hungrily.

Morgan Eva Lovett
His words hurt her. More than they should have. They confirmed what she was. She was a monster. She stood stock still, not looking at him, but felt a horrifying wave of sadness rush over her. Her eyes felt damp, and something in her throat stopped her from breathing. She had to stop herself from breaking down, although she couldn't understand why she was acting like this. Why hadn't she attcked him like any other vampire would? Feeling dizzy and sick, she backed up against the wall and slid down it. Couldn't he understand what it had done to her to resist his blood?

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Luna Rahal
Luna had to search longer from the others to actually pick up a trail. As it was a little older and maybe not as large as Tasmesis' mountain lion though decent enough. Quieting down she stalked, muscles relaxed, thats were most are wrong not nessesarily(sp?) Ziva or Tasmesis in particular though you want you muscles relaxed and not bunched, your straining them when you do that. OOC: F.Y.I. this is actually true. Hackles raising she crept closer to the predator who is now a prey item. The flick of orange and she pounced. Bad for Luna, she was a messy eater and killer, she didn't go for a quick kill though watched them die slolwly as like a high. Her nails dug into the mountain lion's sleek pelt trashing skin and flesh down its back. Roaring in outrage the mountain lion caught her in the chest though that was not enough to deture her. After having her play instead of grabbing the jugular Luna clamped on to the back of the neck and shook, and shook, and shook some more. Even after it was dead. Not even bothering to see what the others though she tore into the mountain lion, slicing off meat like it was butter.

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Tamesis Daniel Williams
Tearing the meat off the bone easily, Tamesis lifted his head to watch Luna's kill. He stayed silent as she shook it, contemplating. Energy preservance. That was key, in his opinion. If a wolf chased its prey, instead of waiting downwind for it to come to him, then the wolf chasing the prey would have less energy, and would be weaker in an iminent fight. Taking another mouthful of meat, Tamesis chewed for a few seconds, and then swallowed before saying "Luna, how old are you?"

{{Interesting stuff! You seem to know your wolves well :3 Oh, and your avatar is brilliant. Though if I hadn't have read it, I may have killed you. Joke joke...kinda XD}}

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Luna Rahal
Luna tore into the kill. Tasmesis spoke and she raised a wolf brow, Luna was soaked with blood. Lapping at it with little gracefullness. Luna may not have the best as speed as some wolves though she had endurence and stamina on her side. Running after stuff was her favorite past time. Luna could go on for hours purposefully scaring her prey off only to track and jump it again. Thinking for a moment Luna counted up her years.
"Young," Luna smirked, "Actually I'm a few hundred less then you only 'bout 112 years old to be exact. Still considered a pup." Luna shook her head in disgust like the word 'pup' was foul on her tongue.
Reaching inside the left over skin and fur she pulled out ribs, snapping them and lapping at the marrow that was hidden inside the bone. Nothing added up to marrow.

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Tamesis Daniel Williams
Tamesis watched her, and then he bent his head to tear off another strip of meat. He couldn't remember how old he was, though he reckoned at least half a century, around 750 years. He sighed, remembering that it had taken him the first two hundred years of his life to get to the level he was now. Then again, he was alone. He resisted from commenting on her messy manners with difficulty, and instead licked his own claws.