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Post by Ziku on Apr 30, 2006 19:47:18 GMT -5
His dark gray pelt stuck out against the Roumeg lands. Powerful muscles rippled under the saber's pelt as he bunched his muscles underneath his powerful body, leaping onto an uprooted tree. Rump settled it's self on the rough bark of the plant as crimson eyes stared upwards at the clouds. Claws entended from goldenrod colored forelegs while a long dark gray tail wrapped itself close to the body of the large saber. Claws began slowly pealing the bark off the dead trunk, peices falling to the ground and making the grass below rustle slightly.
With a grunt the saber lifted himself from his perch and dropped to the ground. Tail flicked in slight annoyance as Holland continued stolling along the lands. His paws wouldn't let him stop even though his personality told him to sit and stay for a small while and be the lazy ass he normally was. With a yawn and a small roar in the process Holland continued on his way through Roumeg Territory. He felt as if he had been here before but couldn't place it. Light gray and black ears flicked backwards as he stopped once more.
Setting dark colored ass on the grassy terrain, the male saber lifted his shaggy head to the light gray clouded skies and let a low roar come from his vocals. If anyone could hear that they would come. He was sure of it.
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Post by Ximera on Apr 30, 2006 22:50:28 GMT -5
Leaping to her paws, leaping in defense in front of the male a few feet away and roared viciously, saliva draped teeth bared as saliva rolled down her chin then snapped her jowls back shut. "What business do you have here?" A sadistic smirk played her saliva rolling maw. Ximera was hell'a pissed when intruders made there way into Roumeg territory, brows narrowed.
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Post by Ziku on Apr 30, 2006 22:55:29 GMT -5
"I came to bring my services to Roumeg, Lady Ximera." He didn't know where that name came from. It just appeared in his mind. He remained calm as she challenged him, ears remained where they were and jaws remained shut except for the words he allowed to spill from his jaws.
Holland dipped his head slowly and slightly, claws unsheathing from his massive paws slightly in case she should choose to attack him when the back of his neck was exposed. Long tail flicked slightly, rubbing against his side. Crimson colored eyes looked up at the female, eyeing her catiously for any hostile movement.
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Post by Ximera on Apr 30, 2006 23:23:39 GMT -5
Blinked, raising a brow in entertainment. So he was from around here. Muscles rippled and tensed slowly. "What are your skills?" She asked. Raising a brow, he must have heard rumors or he was from around her, still he needed to prove worthiness.
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Post by Ziku on Apr 30, 2006 23:27:30 GMT -5
His head lifted and ears flicked in thought. Skills? He never thought much about what he could do, more of what he didn't want to happen. "Fighting and agility," came his reply, tone low and gruff, almost a growl. But that was how he spoke. Holland shifted his weight form one paw to the other as he waited to see if this female would accept him. How could she not? He was a pure Roumeg saber with the skills in fighting nessicary to make him a great aspect of the pride.
Eyes still remained locked on the female, not trusting her as much as she may like. He had beem decived once and never again. Holland had learned from then. Grew and improved his skills. Nothing would mess with him again.
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Post by Ximera on May 1, 2006 0:04:31 GMT -5
Stood tall. "Don't growl at me, feline. I have enough right to call you domesticated and declined then say accepted and indepentant." She hissed. "Accepted into Roumeg, don't expect to be respected here."
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Post by Ziku on May 1, 2006 6:36:03 GMT -5
With a small flare of his notstrils, Holland lowered his head, keeping his eyes on the feline in front of him. "I did not growl." He spoke in the same tone as before. "I don't expect to be respected the first day I am here, Lady Ximera." A small smile moved over his maw, teisting her words against her.
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Post by Ximera on May 1, 2006 14:44:19 GMT -5
Ximera lifted her head high, a paw arched, then lowered it. A smirk played her maw. Walking to wards the Roumeg, digits unhooked blades and growled slowly. "I will kill you where you stand, don't test me." Blades sheathed their selves. "Roumeg hasn't had a meal for days, don't make me make you one." She spat, brows narrowed.
"Why did you want to join Roumeg?" She rolled her pale eyes. Scoffing a bit, waiting for his answer. Tail arched, numbly rolling across the emerald blades from the earlier attempt of food, and failing.
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Post by Ziku on May 1, 2006 14:50:41 GMT -5
He looked her into the eyes as she walked to wards him. In the back of his mind he left a small tinge of fear but would never show it in front of the female. It would make himself look weak. Ximera's threat was one that did not worry him. If necessary he would fight her. Maybe if they did spar she would see what a find stumbled over her borders.
"I do not know," Holland admitted with a small sigh. "It feels like I've been here before but I cannot remember. I don't remember much about my cub hood but I know I've been here before. Ah. Pardon my manners. I know your name but you do not know mine. Holland." Tail flicked in slight irritation and the male saber dropped his ass to the ground. Crimson eyes drifted up wards to wards the clouds.
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Post by Ximera on May 1, 2006 19:36:47 GMT -5
She listened to his words carefully, reapeating them in her mind. The sunlight bathed the Roumeg Prideland. So it seems he had been telling the truth, he had been here before then. Prowling up slowly, leaning to the emerald plain, grunting. "So you have been here. Fully accepted." She growled plainly.
Fixing her gaze on the male, in case he had any plans on attacking. Digits forced black blades, to be secure.
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Post by Ziku on May 1, 2006 19:42:42 GMT -5
"I do not know. I have no memory of this place but it is just a feeling. Sometimes you have to trust your gut more than your mind." another rre smile spread on the male's maw. So she had no intent on attacking him then. Good. Holland let his muscles relax yet he kept his eyes on Ximera.
The gray pelted saber shook his head, ears laying flat against his head as he did so. The sun at times meant less clouds. The smile disappered at this thought and his head lfted upwards so crimson colored eyes could see the thinning clouds.
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Post by Ximera on May 1, 2006 19:55:41 GMT -5
She lifted, leaping onto the male. ( Sorry for not attempting, it would stop my post.) Looking up and down his body, she snarled. "Sometimes you trust your gut becuase you have no mind." She snarled. "If you trusted you're mind you'd be afraid, and so you should be."
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Post by Ziku on May 1, 2006 19:59:56 GMT -5
He growled as he was mushed downwrds onto his back after rolling with the impact she hd driven apon him. Lips were lifted back and ears flt against his head. "Then you must trust your gut a lot since you have no mind! And if I had listened to my mind I wouldn't even had come here!" One large paw was panted on her chest to keep Ximera's jaws at a distance from his neck. holland didn't want to fight but if he was pushed there was no helping it.
"Get your body off of me." The words were spoken in a low tone, with a small hint of anger in them. His tail thrashed back and fourth in anger at being attacked by the female.
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Post by Ximera on May 1, 2006 20:07:11 GMT -5
She growled, leaning closer to push back his claws, roaring in his face. Digits unhooked their claws, attempting to slap her paw across her face, to slash deep with her claws. She never hesitated to show who was boss.
"Disrespect again, you'll have no gut." She snarled, baring crimson stained fangs of an earlier small meal.
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Post by Ziku on May 1, 2006 20:12:24 GMT -5
With a low growl in his voice Holland took her attack, ignoring the stinging sensation running though his mind at the moment. Then give me someone I can respect! his mind hollared at him to scream at her but he remained silent, eyes glaring at Ximera. If only looks could kill! If only!
Paw removed itself from her frame as Holland diverted his gaze. Normally he would do such thing to anyone but this female was too proud of herself for her own good. Better to get her off of him than for her claws to find his throat. Tail continued to thrash. Well, she just lost any trace of trust that might have been on his mind.
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