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Post by shadowfax on Jan 11, 2006 23:28:44 GMT -5
Betsy followed after him... She stayed away from stricking distance from his hooves, yet close enough to keep an eye on where he went
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Post by ~Star~ on Jan 11, 2006 23:35:21 GMT -5
after a wile of walking he came to an abrupt halt. his hole body trembled slightly as he saw what lay in the field in front of him. slowly he walked out into it . laying on the ground scattered every wear was dead centaurs. his body trembled slightly "who would do this!" he though furiously and stomped a hoof in anger.
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Post by shadowfax on Jan 11, 2006 23:43:36 GMT -5
Betsy slowly sulked her way forward, and began sniffing the ground around the dead centuars. The scent was man. ::It was human:: her sending was drenched in sympathy, and sadness. She hated to see anything that was so smart and kind hurt, much less killed..
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Post by ~Star~ on Jan 11, 2006 23:49:48 GMT -5
he picked his way through the dead bodies many emotions weld up inside him. he stopped dead in his tracks and stared down an almost collapsed when he saw a young one ... to young to even talk properly yet.
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Post by shadowfax on Jan 12, 2006 0:05:20 GMT -5
Betsy came to a stop near the yearling as well. ::I'm sorry for this loss:: she sent quietly
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Post by ~Star~ on Jan 12, 2006 0:09:50 GMT -5
a light breeze came and gently tossed his tail off to the side. every muscle was tense in his body. "why the young one though?!" he said bitterly more to himself than to her.
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Post by shadowfax on Jan 12, 2006 0:12:50 GMT -5
Betsy's tail was between her legs. ::Humans have no mercy. They kill unneccessarily::
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Post by ~Star~ on Jan 12, 2006 0:21:37 GMT -5
he reached down and stroked the youngsters golden hair gently. he quickly raised back up and looked around . " there here" he voice suddenly turned cold and hatred etched every corner of his face.
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Post by shadowfax on Jan 12, 2006 18:07:24 GMT -5
Betsy's body gathered to her full height, at about 4' high. Her tail lashed silently yet angerly as her body quivered slightly in anticipation of the fight. All her soreness left her body at the thought of revenge, and her eyes and ears were looking everwhere, wating for first glance of the murderers
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Post by ~Star~ on Jan 12, 2006 18:29:09 GMT -5
he turned to her "this is not your fight ... you had better leave wile you still have a chance." he said to her calmly but his hatred for the humans showed clearly in his eyes.
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Post by shadowfax on Jan 12, 2006 19:08:13 GMT -5
Her eyes shifted to Darrian. ::This may be your revenge, but the thrill of a battle is rushing through my veins, and if i dont subdue it now, something innocent will get hurt:: her eyes turned again, as the humans entered the clearing. There was 5 males, all of them holding cross-bows. ::Besides, i'm not backing out now::
The men looked at both the lion and the centuar. "well well boys, look like we missed one" the man, supposedly the leader, spoke, and the others nodded. "We can also take this lion, her pelt will be worth alot." He lifted his bow, the arrow trained on Darrian
(I totally forgot if that was his name.... so if it isn't i'm sooo sorry!)
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Post by ~Star~ on Jan 12, 2006 19:15:46 GMT -5
he quickly let out a screech that would hurt the human ears hopping they would drop there bows to cover there ears. with an enraged snort he took his own bow and trained it on the one with his raised bow. he released the arrow with out even blinking hopping to hit his mark. (( yes that is his name ))
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Post by shadowfax on Jan 12, 2006 19:25:06 GMT -5
(i'm soo glad lol)
When Darrian screeched, they had dropped their bows to cover their ears, but they also bent over, so the arrow fly right over the leader. "Sh*t!" the man bellowed as he lifted his bow again, but by then, Betsy was on him, and he was on his back, and her teeth were sinking into his neck
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Post by ~Star~ on Jan 12, 2006 19:36:29 GMT -5
Darrin plowed right through the others full force and pulled out a short sword that one was carrying.
he kicked out and swung the sword at the same time.
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Post by shadowfax on Jan 12, 2006 19:44:56 GMT -5
With blood dripping from her mouth, Betsy stood over the leader. This really was Darrian's fight, so she let him go at it. But one of the men was trying to sneak away, and she quickly went after him, and launched herself at his back, and brought him down, and bit into his neck also, killing him. Shaking herself slightly, blood splattered all over her chest, and she began to trot back to the clearing, looking for Darrian
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