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Post by Midnight on May 25, 2006 0:21:08 GMT
*The panther opened her blue eyes as they became a firey blue the tree understanding their language began to play with the poor little kitty andwith wonderful skill began to throw the panther from branch to branch catching her tail each time before she could fall to the ground and make a run for safety and sanity.*
*Her voice rises and falls as the tree throws her around.*
OF COUR....se I'm OK....IT's ALWAYS been one...OF MY DAYDREAMMMSSSSS.....to be...a ttrees FLAMING PLAY TOY!
*She grits her teeth as her tail gets yanked and screams in pain.*
IT'S SUCH fun....sure YOU don't...want to PLAY?
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Post by Coriolis on May 25, 2006 0:32:50 GMT
*Another sigh and a shrug of the shoulders before the Watcher forms as the Tiger.*
Ok...Ok... Don't get your tail in a knot.
*He waits for a moment, gauging the rythmn that the troll tosses her around before making a leap for the branch itself. It's a graceful flight and he lands on Midnights branch just as it catches her in mid-air causing another yelp of pain. He imediately starts to claw his way along the branch, heading for the gnarled and knotted face of the tree troll.*
OK, you old piece of rotten bark, Let's see what you've got...
*The troll now has 2 targets to worry about and 1 of them intends to turn the tables.*
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Post by Midnight on May 25, 2006 0:49:21 GMT
*Midnight laughs slightly despite the pain.*
Now that would be aplan... if I could actually tie my tail in a knot at the moment.
*She watches the man become the tiger and winces slightly as he jumps at the branch almost expecting him to aim wrong and catch her rather than the branch.*
*The tree grows more angry at the Watchers words and even more so as he climbs up his branch. Quickly other branches begin to try and grab the tiger but this stops him from throwing the panther around the tree seemingly unable to concentrate on more than one thing at once.*
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Post by Coriolis on May 25, 2006 1:04:22 GMT
*The Tiger had 1 of 2 targets in mind. The trees massive eyes were the only things upon it that weren't covered in the ancient bark of the old Oak and Coriolis hoped they would be as sensitive as anyone elses. He clawed his way along the branch as fast as he could and was nearing the massive trunk a couple of feet above the Trolls face.*
*Unfortunately, HE was now the Trolls plaything and it wasn't going to let him scratch its eyes out if it could help it. Like something out of a bad Cartoon, another branch was heading for his neck at speed.*
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Post by Midnight on May 25, 2006 1:23:59 GMT
*The panther spots the incoming branch but the tree is slowly losin it's tight grip on her. She almost flips her top half up claws unsheathed and grabs hold ofthe tiger pulling him down the branch, the incoming branch wraps itself around the branch here Coriolis was his movement to fast for the tree to change the branches course, she knew she was probably going to suffer for the pain she will cause him but she prefered him alive and in a bad mood than dead. The tree seemingly growing bored of playing was now trying to test their skills at staying alive while the fire grew ever closer.....*
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Post by Coriolis on May 25, 2006 1:49:42 GMT
*A reflexive roar and swipe at the Panther was her answer. He had missed but so had the troll. More branches and roots were snaking their way up toward the 2 Feline Watchers and murder was their intention.* *This time though Coriolis and Rhiannon were ready. At an unspoken command, both of them make a break in different directions for the canopy. The roots following them with an amazing intelligence and a deadly strength.*
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Post by Midnight on May 25, 2006 1:57:33 GMT
*Finally released from the trees grasp she bounced as quickly as possible from branch to branch, up and down knowing the branch following her was doing the exact same movemenst and gettting shorter all the time as it got tangled around other branches and preventing the grasped branches from moving as freely as they were before..the tree was slowly tieing itself up in knots but still dangerous.*
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Post by Coriolis on May 25, 2006 2:07:22 GMT
*The White Tiger emerged from the canopy above the forest like a fish jumping from water and for a split second He could see the fire at work as it systematically destroyed the surrounding area. It was barely a hundred yards from them and moving fast. The thought hadn't missed Coriolis that the entire realm seemed hellbent on destroying them. His own home wanted him dead...*
*Silently praying that the Panther was following his lead, He dived back down into the branches on the opposite side of his ascent as the branches and roots followed him down. The effect was reminiscent of ribbons being tied around a Christmas parcel.*
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Post by Midnight on May 25, 2006 2:19:15 GMT
*The panther continued to bounce up and down the branches starting to go around the tree in circles tempted to look back to see how tangled the tree was but knew this would be a folly. The smoke from the fire was growing stronger and blacker as the fire grew closer. She threw a glance over to the tiger though she knew he was having the same thought as her....it would very soon be time to jump the proverbial ship*
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Post by Coriolis on May 25, 2006 2:31:50 GMT
*As Midnight circled the tree, Coriolis continued his dive and ducked under the tightening branches as they chased his Sister in circles around the trunk. The tree-troll was now practically mummified by it's own roots and there was little more it could do to catch the cats as they somersaulted around it.* *A creaking snarl of frustration could be heard as the chances of a kill diminished with every freshly tied knot. Both cats were now back at ground level...* [Calling] Ready? NOW! *A Flash of Blue and a Flash of green once more shackled their way to the top and crossed over at a ninety degree angle. As the roots followed, they twisted one way then the other in pursuit but the trap had been sprung. Coriolis landed softly on the opposite side to his Sister and looked across to where She was.* That was certainly interesting... *The entire tree was now held and the raging fire was approaching...*
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Post by Midnight on May 25, 2006 2:43:29 GMT
*Smiles slightly*
Definatly but looks like things are going to continue being interesting
*Glances down at the ground the fire merely inches away. She glances over to her brother and then walks further to the side of the tree where the fire wasn't approaching steadying herself as she prepared for the tree to fall. Digging her claws into the tree, she glanced at her brother again as the tree began to fall towards the ground as the fire ate at it's roots.*
Time for the hunt to continue ...
*As the tree approached the groud she jumped off before it hit it completely and witha almost inperceptiable nod to her brother she took off again into the forests tracking down the begger*
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Post by Sylvester Hands on May 25, 2006 23:22:59 GMT
* Hands, by this time, has pulled himself together and is walking in what as far as he can tell is the direction of the Citadel and, according to Coriolis, his way home. He still doesn't have the energy to run, and the danger of the fire, now absent as far as he was concerned, had quite put out of his mind that of Midnight's teeth and the 'ritual hunt', so he walks, slowly and despondently, homewards. *
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Post by Coriolis on May 31, 2006 2:49:07 GMT
*Using what was left of the forest canopy 'Highroad', Coriolis was doing what he could to keep an eye on both his Sister below him and the continuing destruction behind.*
*It was with a wince and a pang of guilt that he heard a forlorn scream, almost sounding like a breaking branch, as the fire met the trunk of the tree troll and did to it what it does to anything else it touches. All that the Watcher could do was mutter a quiet benediction and apology to the Gods for what he had done to prolong the Survival of Himself and his Sister. For now, that was all that mattered.*
*The beggar had got himself another noticable headstart and it was now up to the Panther to close that gap, rapidly...*
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Post by Midnight on Jun 17, 2006 20:58:14 GMT
*The panther slid to a stop, scattrting leaves, twigs and dry soil in all directions as the scream from the dying tree reached her ears. She paused for several moments lowering her head to the ground in remourse for it's death but this lasted only moments as the need to complete the hunt rose within her. *
*She lifted her head slowly closing her eyes, inhaling and exhaling deeply then breathed through her nose breaking one scent from another as she tried to find a particular one. The search took several long minutes and took off following the scent of Sly hopefully she would get to where he was heading before he would.*
*If she remembered rightly and knew Sly well enough to know where he would go she remerbed a couple of short cuts..several including a incoming breif bath for the dirt covered panther.*
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Jun 24, 2006 20:53:30 GMT
* Hands has been walking for some time and can at last see in the distance what as far as he can tell is his destination. Contemplating his imminent return home, he turns around to take in the view of this strange world, relishing the prospect of soon being able to remember in great detail that he is not there. By this time he is quite in the open. Emerging from one of the last large patches of cover, however, he sees a black shape - a familiarly feline one. *
Oh, bloody 'ell!
* He runs like buggery. *
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