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Post by Melany_Noah on Aug 31, 2012 1:11:49 GMT -7
Noah was out hunting for his tribe. So far he only caught a fawn, but he felt satisfied with the baby deer. He placed his catch in a safe place, hoping no one will steal it. The fur and blood of the deer was on his hands. He wiped it on his pants, not caring if the blood stained his pants.
Noah looked around the jungle, not knowing what to do. He saw something move in the corner of his eyes. Slowly, he moved his head towards the movement. A small chuckle came out of his mouth. "Come out and show yourself." He said commandingly. He slowly reached for his knife in his pocket. His eyes looked towards his prey and then back at the movement. He waited for whatever it was to reveal its self.
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Post by Lukani on Sept 1, 2012 10:54:24 GMT -7
My long whiskers twitched, and I smirked. You wish,' I thought, scoffing. My large, black, tufted ears perked. I smiled tauntingly, unseen in the shadows. I crouched, ready for anything. A part of me hoped this new person would throw his knife at me. I curled my upper lip, a slight growl rising in my throat. What, did this guy think I was going to try to fight him? We were in the same Tribe!
Claws sheathed, I glared at the person in front if me. My tail flicked patiently, as silent as the wind. My brilliant green orbs flicked to his catch, and I was forced to admit he had a reason to be cautious. I had buried my catch, two rabbits, and a large raven, nearby. I trusted that no one would dare steal it, and if they did I could catch more.
I breeze rustled the forest, and I crouched lower. My long teeth glowed pearly white, invisible to anyone without eagle eyesight. My caracal paws, sooty black, kneaded the ground gently as I waited.
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Post by Melany_Noah on Sept 1, 2012 11:10:01 GMT -7
Noah spotted the caracal in the shadows. He observed the animal for awhile. The pointed ears and its pointy fangs. "Hm... who might you be?"He asked, pointing with his knife. He changed into his coyote form. He never saw this caracal before in his life. "Are you in my tribe?" He asked. He had lots of questions that needed answers to.
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Post by Lukani on Sept 2, 2012 9:53:43 GMT -7
My green eyes flicked to the knife. I closed my glowing orbs for a split second, and changed back into my human form. The same brilliant gaze watched the coyote warily, and the corner of my mouth twitched in the beginning of a smile. "Lukani," I said softly, my long auburn hair falling over one eye. I shook it off and smirked. "You?" I waited not answering his last question. Duh we were in the same Tribe, or else I would attack him. One of the large, black ears on the top of my head twitched. I stayed standing, my bare feet resting gently on the hard-packed soil.
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Post by Trick--->Arien on Sept 7, 2012 15:51:26 GMT -7
"He's Noah. He's also jigran, but that's just my opinion."
Trick murmed softly as he took a step out of the shadows, the brand
of sunlight making his flaming hair glow.
He had actually been on a quiet walk nearby when he had sniffed out Noah
and the new tribe member who he hadn't met just yet. Deciding to pop
in and say hello, he had hurried to catch up. The only reason he emerged now,
after he had watched their tesy introduction, was because he was loathe to let
this meeting erupt into violence, as it so often seemed to do around here.
Turning to Lukani, he bowed low in a grand, perhaps exagerated gesture.
"My fair lady, it is an honour to finally meet you." |
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Post by Lukani on Sept 8, 2012 11:17:52 GMT -7
I blinked as Trick stepped forwards, my large ears perking forwards. My luminous green orbs flashed. I smiled mockingly and curtsied. "You, too," I said softly, shifting from foot to foot. "I'm Lukani," I clarified, my eyes questioning.
[Really really lazy--I'm home sick.]
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Post by Melany_Noah on Sept 8, 2012 14:21:28 GMT -7
(Sorry I haven't been active)
Noah turned back into his human form. He stared at his deputy for awhile. Trick always got on his nerve. He always had to join in a conversation or something. Like he had to know what everyone was doing and what was going on. His gaze went back to Lukani. "He probably already knows your name, since he was probably spying on us." He said. He leaned back on a boulder. His arms were crossed together. There was a long pause of silence. "Um...." He said. He didn't really know what to say.
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Post by Trick--->Arien on Sept 8, 2012 15:58:09 GMT -7
Trick laughed and nodded as Lukani introduced herself.
"I think I'm going to like you Lukani."
Turning back to Noah, he smiled and clucked his tongue,
shaking his head in mock despair.
"Now, now. Spying is such an ugly word. I
was merely observing as is my duty and right
as your deputy."
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Post by Melany_Noah on Sept 9, 2012 0:03:39 GMT -7
Which is also called spying! Noah looked at Trick trying to hide his madness. He took a deep breath and let it out. "Im sorry, your majesty." He said with a small grin. He placed his hands inside his pockets. He felt his knife again, wishing he could just throw it at Trick. He felt like they were enemy's even thought they were in the same tribe.
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Post by Lukani on Sept 11, 2012 17:00:30 GMT -7
I quirked my lips, tracing patterns in the soil with my feet. I observed Noah's dislike curiously; anger had always been a subject of interest to me. My wispy auburn hair blew gently in a soft breeze, and my intense green eyes focused absently on a drifting leaf. I shifted my legs, my black skinny jeans rustling ever so slightly, and inclined my head to Trick, my slim hands placed steadily on my hips.
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Post by Trick--->Arien on Sept 11, 2012 19:23:48 GMT -7
Trick laughed joyfully at Noah's obvious dislike
of him. On the other hand, he felt like there was
nothing he could do to get on better with the guy.
Really, he was unloyal and untrustable.
Turning to Lukani who was looking mightly
pleased, he pouted jokingly.
"You don't have me too do you?"
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