Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 10:04:03 PM)
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Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 10:42:22 PM)
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Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 10:42:48 PM)
(*plays William Tell with the metis!*)

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 10:44:21 PM)
(screen fix)

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 10:45:52 PM)
(*breaks the screen again* well tell me about this strangled wood >.> so I know where to start...)

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 10:46:27 PM)
*The strangled wooded areas around New Orleans possessed a haunted quality. The bloated moon hadn't yet raised her face above the horizon but the stars could shine down and the civil glow from a city not too far away lent an eerie light to the twisted trees. Their agonized shapes laiden with lichen in the pitch night. Loco felt most at home here, trotting at a slowed pace, the territory hardly large on account of the boarders of several villas and then coastal highway and beach.*

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 10:50:09 PM)
*the large black wolf, moved at a much slower pace, paws moving across soil with little care. Sure he could have been quiet and moved silently, but he didn't feel threatened by anything lately. His nose occationally paused to sniff at the air, a few trees, and eventually a few spots that carried other scents*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 10:53:13 PM)
*He could easily pick out the specific territorial markings of a She-wolf. The scent was musky and strong... recent. Loco was staking out a territory in these dense mangrove woods, the swamp and everglade leading right up to the urban areas.*

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 10:57:54 PM)
*paused sniffing at the scent marker for a few moments, before the wolf growled lightly, turning his head from side to side as he sniffed at the air, then proceeded to mark over it. A paw raking at the ground for several moment, before he continued on.*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:00:27 PM)
(heh!)

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:00:56 PM)
(*is so mean!*)

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:01:05 PM)
(not really, I think it's amusing)

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:02:52 PM)
*Loco must have been nearby, hiding low in the tall grasses near a shallow muddy pool. She lay there, paws stretched out and nose pointed down. Those golden eyes of hers angled slits of comfort while her ears remained relaxedly forward. They flicked to the right... sensing something nearby.*

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:06:39 PM)
*continued on, nose sniffing at the air as he moved off after the next scent marker. Paws snapping twigs, and dragging heavily over the leaves. Nose trailing up and down branches, as he paused to scratch the side of his furred head against a tree*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:10:32 PM)
*The little black wolf pulled herself to her feet, her ears pinpointed on the heavy noise tresspassing to her right. She bared her teeth in the darkness, trotting up the hill and into view with hackles raised and white knives for teeth contrasted on her velvety black fur. The scent of offense laying heavily on Cheslav's nose. The moondancer put forth a rather convincing display, putting the foreign wolf to question.* -ws- Who is? Tell now!

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:14:58 PM)
*the dark head swivelled in the direction of the light growls. Ears flicking in aggitation as he moved to mark the next spot, almost ignoring the other wolf. Kicking up a bit more dirt and dust as he finally turned to face her* -ws- Go away, is mine

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:18:03 PM)
*She moved closer to him, her nose dropping down into the urine spot soon as he was finished. The strong, acidic scent filled her muzzle and threatened to cling there like a smoker's tar. She rounded, remarked, and grumbled at him. the little frame seemed a third smaller than his, perhaps even more yet that didn't stop her from bumping against the male, her teeth attempting to clap down on his muzzle.* -ws- Is Loco Lobo, is here.

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:21:28 PM)
*snapped his head to the side, growling at the smaller wolf. His large frame seeming unmovable as he stood there. A large paw moved to swat at her as her jaws attempted to close on his face* -ws- Said go away... is mine.

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:23:53 PM)
-ws- is here. *She insisted, ducking away from his jaws with her tail sliding just slightly between her legs. She lowered her head, her ears forward to absorb his words. She pulled her lips back, her teeth creating a pearly yet sharp smile around her long muzzle.*

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:27:09 PM)
*his ears flicked in aggitation, tail raised high as he stared at her. Jaws snapping at the air for a few moments* -ws- Is only here cause I let stay... is mine now *a large paw dragging across the soil, before a glob of saliva dripped from his mouth to puddle against the earth*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:31:02 PM)
*Lobo huffed outward, her rear end flattening on the muddy ground with a certain... 'thump'. Immediately Cheslav felt the other watching him with dire intent, uneasy with his actions and at the same time distrustful. She expected something, that was certain.* ....

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:35:25 PM)
*took a few heavy steps in her direction* -ws- that this ones spot.. move! *continued to crowd her space, ears swiveling slightly from side to side, before baring his teeth.*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:37:23 PM)
-ws- No. *the she-wolf aserted, snapping at the air around Cheslav's face. A strong bay came at him, her open mouth lunging in his direction though he was sure, as a wolf, she wasn't going to snap it shut.*

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:38:45 PM)
-ws- Wrong answer *growled deeply, mouth opening as he lunged at her. Aiming for her throat as he moved to take that particular spot from her*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:41:58 PM)
*Cheslav was just bigger. Albeit Loco had a lot of spunk on her own he got her to slide away, fending off his snapping jaws with her own thrashing teeth. The forest rang out with a high pitched yowl, putting loco on her side with her paws curled under, her tail moving between her thighs the instant Cheslav clamped his jaws around her thickly furred neck. Her midnight lips fell down around her teeth, the only noise she made now was a bitter whine.*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:42:11 PM)
(going to assume his homid strength is more than 2)

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:42:21 PM)
(its 4 in homid >.> )

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:43:15 PM)
(*nod* her's is only 2, same for her brawl... I'm ok with just freeforming this out)

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:49:06 PM)
*the large wolf promptly sat down in the spot, chest rising and falling with each heavy breath* -ws- This ones spot. *snorted, before his tongue ran along his maw. Tail flicking from side to side as he stared at her* -ws- no cry.. makes look weak

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:51:48 PM)
*She let her sturdy legs fall to the side now, gathering under her to stand. A dusty flank had to be shaken and nuzzled clean, the muddy, uneven swamp wasn't very forgiving either.* -ws- Then go. Leave One.

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:53:45 PM)
-ws- No, my spot... you go. Blood Fang claims all he sees. *turned his head glancing about, before turning his gaze back onto the smaller wolf. Taking a deep breath as he sat there, tail thumping against the ground*

Loco Lobo (Oct 29, 2010 11:56:26 PM)
... *She gave him a long, intelligent and considering look. Loco got to her feet and padded away.* -ws- Fine... One goes. *Up front, Blood Fang was too tough to tangle with. Defeat seemed relatively easy to accept in those strait forward regards.*

Cheslav Noriklov (Oct 29, 2010 11:57:53 PM)
-ws- Or can stay... plenty to share.. *yawned wide, before circling the spot and slowly stretched out upon the ground. Tongue sweeping over his paws for a moment as he cleaned them*