>~* A Howl At Midnight>~* A FORGOTTEN DOGS ROLEPLAY!

~Riptide's dark eyes glittered with menace. "Fine, fine," he woofed, suddenly unperturbed and calm. He casually lifted a paw and extended the middle claw to its full length, turning it around so that it caught a substantial beam of sunlight.
"Then I'll FORCE you too!" He plunged it into the side of the coyote's neck, not wasting any time on scratching the surface.~
~West's eyes bulged at the sudden sting of pain. "Never!", West roared, "I will forever stay loyal to Rip pack! Even if that means giving my life!"~
 
(Have Kestrel go after Bear. Ex fighter pit who doesnt like fighting)

Slate held back a laugh and pretended to be angry. "Get up you stupid loaf!" He snapped. He rolled his eyes and turned away, looking for an enemy to fight.
~
Antler exploded into the camp and charged straight at Cinder, grabbing her by the scruff and throwing her TO DA GROOOOWND.

(*wonders how he did this, considering Cinder is a huge wolf*)
Cinder snarled and ripped herself free,"You stupid fluff-brained flea-bags!"She growled,"You think you can just attack us?!"

Reed kicked River's belly with his hind legs, knocking the wind out of her, and grabbed thw front of her shoulder.



(Um.... Rip pack = COYOTES. Not wolves..... And either way Slate is a german shepherd, not some scrawny border collie or something)

"I dont make the rules" Slate snapped. He grabbed her leg near the shoulder and jerked it upward.
(I love how Antler shapeshifts into Slate right here. 10/10 )
 
*franticallly waves arms*
STUPID MOSQUITO
XD it's true. River=55 to everybody else's 25. :th
Remember ThunderClan?
"All of the other Clans are bigger than us."
UH NUUUU YOU'VE GOT LIKE TWENTY MORE CATS THAN ANYBODY. :lau


Odd.
I thought the spoiler's name started with an F and ended with an L.
All this username changing must be spinning my head.
:rolleyes:




( :D Am I descriptive enough?
Actually, when the jugular is pierced, there's a whole lot more mess... :D )


(River is on the shore. Still kinda on the fence on whether or not to attack three packs at once. :p )


(OOOOH
Finally. They have something to cook in their toaster ovens. :wee)



~His body engulfing with remorse, Rip-tide ducked his head in respect for the life he had just unnecessarily taken. I don't care if she was from another pack... I still feel bad. "May Procyon light your pawsteps," he murmured, head bowed in reverence, before spinning around and fleeing from an unforseen charging opponent.~












(KestrelKIT. XDXDXD
Eurospell is life. :wee)


(Canyon)
~Stream barreled out into the fighting, all fur erect until her whole body visibly bristled with power. Her Alpha's tension was tangible, even from quite a few fox-lengths away... Pay attention, Alpha, she silently urged desperately, turning back and meeting her distant eyes. One wrong move, and you'll end up dead. (@Frost bite88!!! LOOKY AT MY EPIC REFERENCE!!!)
Her eyes snapped back to a Storm Packer, who seemed to be waiting for something. She stalked forward, feigning her direction to be yielding to the left, but all the while keeping a constant eye on the wolf. Abruptly, she spun on her haunches and sprung forward, adeptly landing a bite in his impossibly thick scruff and hurling him backward along with herself.~ (She's going for Hawkeye, @RoostersAreAwesome. ;) )

(Hmmm... let me think...)


(Actually, I just had a Jasper post yesterday... let me go dig it up. ;)
I know- the lack of proper notifs on the new site is really irking. )


(Next he'll be a cockatoo.)




(Storm)
~Bramble, thoroughly avoiding Dark Storm, shot into the fray and charged the first dog she laid eyes upon. Lowering her broad skull, Bramble barreling full-force into the larger male, (SOMEBODY OPEN) hoping to throw him off guard and balance with her unforeseen charge.~


(I hope you don't mind I just brought Steam against him. :) )






~Rip-tide hurtled to Coal's side, bloodied saliva spewing from his jaws. Having just killed a wolf, no matter the guilt he felt, his blood was up and all he saw was a need for more destruction. His jaws snapping wildly, he rammed into West, his hatred for the guile canines that had stolen his beloved daughter bubbling over into lethal ferocity so unlike his passive bloodline. "Die, coward, die," he hissed, his eyes gleaming unnaturally as his jaws snapped, finding their targets occasionally, but heedless of how he was leaving himself unprotected by his crazed offense attack. Blood roared in his ears, drowning out all the sounds of battle. For all he knew right now, this coyote was simply the Notails that had taken his beloved Sun away... and there was no way, by the paws of Sirius, if he had any fur left on his pelt, that he was going to let them get away with his daughter too.~
Ya know, Kestrelkit is just an edgy kind of guy)
so wat now
 

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