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Post by -иoxx on Apr 27, 2010 19:38:23 GMT -5
{WHOO FOR OOC POSTS! Anywho. Nu Uh D: Cheetah would PWN a wolf! Cheetahs occasionally stand up to hyenas and occasionally win. You have to take into consideration that in the wild Cheetah's don't have emergency medical-ness whereas Noxx can just operate on herself there and then. Anywho ^^ I've read stuff and Hyena could beat a wolf; but not necessarily DOMINATE. xD Poor Max being the smallest! But Hyena = Cheetah and then poor wolf-dog beneath the two! RETRACTABLE CLAWS! xD -warning-}
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Post by max on Apr 28, 2010 5:39:35 GMT -5
((OOC: Not according to the site I found, but I dunno, it's our roleplay, we can do what we want It's ok, I don't mind if you bite Max and kick him around a bit. He's a hardy bastard, he'll survive. On a side note, cheetahs can only partially retract their claws. They're kind of odd for cats!!))
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Post by Sky♦ on Apr 28, 2010 8:53:40 GMT -5
No more ooc D< But yeah, cheetahs are felines, sure, but they can't pull back their claws. It's so they can run fast, since their paws are built for durability and not fighting.
--------- Retz [/u];; He had smirked the entire time, though it was hardly visable. He knew by her tone of voice what was coming, and was ready for it. Though he was skinny and tall as a human, almost arkwardly built, such was not the same in his other form.. one which he had yet to reveal. "Don't get killed, Max." With that said, he watched the woman shift skillfully and leap at the two men. Max went down on his own accord... but Retz...
Those muscles bunched, but he didn't duck, but instead... his form instantly whipped down, dodging the slashing claws with but a hair to spare. He somehow managed not to stand on his 'friend', as he went down first in build, then in appearance. His clothes slithered off him as he moved away quickly, a few quick leaps, though his form still altered.
His form. Those jaws crunched as they formed the powerful, semi-locking jaws of a spotted hyena, his muscles building in size to fit around the now canine shape. The fur that shot out instantly stood on end, his tail shooting into the air as he whirled around to stand spaciously beside his canine counterpart. No snarling, though.
Instead, his lips curled into that classic hyena grin, and that laughing was given as warning. She'll die, it's two on one... Max won't kill her though. His still human mind twisted with the animal instincts that came on full now. She's a cheetah, so she's fast but not strong. If her legs are taken out, she'll be helpless.
He didn't wait long, whipping his head a bit to the side as he jolted and ran in a zig-zag run towards her, head-on but weary of those claws. A snarl was given, and he zigged to the right before coming into her reach, slipping down for a warning snap near her flank. Max was unguarded now, but Retz pushed aside his worry for his would-be friend, instead focusing on the fight at hand- er, paw.
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Post by -иoxx on Apr 29, 2010 18:25:50 GMT -5
It was curious, though blood was pumped throughout veins, and the war seemed to be on. Noxx was highly satisfied. Hyena, with the ability to kill her in an instant. Wolf-Dog with almost as powerful of jaw. Oh how curious it was, blood would be shed, and she would end up on the ground. Painting the ground red, with her crimson paint. It would be fun, to be able to bring the duo to Rohj, with a smirk upon her face. Dear, dear, what a fun day this had turned out to be.
Still circling the duo, ears flat against her head, and canines flashing through continuous and irregular growls. Claws striking the ground with each step. Tail tip flicking back and forth. Let's toy with the Hyena first. Leaping forward, with a swish of her tail, attempting to hook her claws into Retz's rump and bite swiftly by his tailbone. Out of immediate danger, though as she bounded away, expect to be attacked. It would be so much fun to show them her fighting tactics! For, it was like fingernails on a chalk board to some. But a sweet symphony to her, as blood would fill her mouth.
It was almost something like a last resort, her tactic. But it was also the climax of the fight, just as the peak during sex. Tail swishing once more, turned to face the Hyena. Her affection for him rising all the more. Leaping once more, face to face, attempted to scar some type of his head with her claws. As well, trying her best not to have her paw crushed. But it was probably inevitable. Landing and pivoting on the ground, turned to Max in an instant and lunged at him. Attempting to bowl him over with her size, not weight, and to scratch some part of his soft underbelly. It was all about the claws, or atleast until her last resort.
Pivoting once more, growling, did a quick inventory of her wounds. None of which disabled her too much. Hissing and spitting, started to taunt Retz. "Is this your best? I thought cheetah's were soppost to be easy to chase off. Come on big boy!" Doing a fake lunge, used her claws to keep her from sliding forward. It would be funny to see if Retz would flinch of lunge back in response. 'Ring around the Rosie! Pockets full of pose! Ashes... Ashes... we all fall...' "Down."
{Around 425ish Words} {Noxx in Cheetah Form} {Hostile}
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Post by max on May 1, 2010 8:15:31 GMT -5
It was Retz’s turn to shift. Max’s eyes briefly left the feline, flicking towards the human hyena. But he would be human no longer; the young man’s form changed gracefully as he stepped out of his clothing. Max took a step back. His ears flattened briefly, and he licked his lips a little nervously. Though his mind was essentially mostly human, he still had animal instincts which he was not so great at quelling. Max wasn’t the most experienced at all of this, and he had to fight to retain his human common sense. A hyena was not a creature to trifle with. It was no wonder the wolf-dog felt a little nervous; he knew just how powerful a hyena’s jaws were. Retz had a large, powerful body, almost bear-like. While his snout resembled that of a canine’s, he was more closely related to Noxx’s species than to Max’s.
The cheetah acted first. She suddenly broke out of her circling path, striking at Retz with an almost effortless feline efficiency. If she hit him, those claws would do some damage. Like so many cats Max had seen fighting on the streets of New York, the cheetah bounded away just as swiftly as she had attacked. Man, she’s going to rip you apart, Max thought inwardly, but he was much braver than many gave him credit for, despite his often gentle personality. The wolf-dog did not waste time. As the cheetah went for Retz again, Max jumped forward, snarling. He snapped the air, growling as he darted in Noxx’s direction. The cheetah was suddenly in his face, throwing her weight into him. He yelped as her claws caught his belly, but he managed to use his back legs to propel him sideways before she could shove him over completely.
Bleeding, Max backed away to inspect his wounds, his senses on high alert. He was not used to fighting, and he had only been changing into his animal form for just over a year. While his instincts knew how to fight, it was difficult to let go of his human thoughts and emotions and to let the animal take over. This was an obvious downfall for Max, but it was unlikely that he would back down, and he was willing to accept whatever the cheetah did to him if it meant protecting Retz with whatever he had. Whether the hyena was trustworthy or not was not currently the issue. Max could not prove that Retz was dangerous. All he knew was that the hyena had tried to help him, and Max didn’t really have time to question his motives.
Max wanted to lick the blood from the small gash on his stomach, but a quick glance told him it was nothing serious and there was no time to present himself as vulnerable by lying down to lick his wounds like a kicked puppy. Ever the noble one, Max stood his ground, hackles rising once again. What did she want from them? How was this anything to do with some ‘guild’? If it was, Max decided then and there that he wasn’t going to back down. He would not join any stupid guild that endorsed this shit. And furthermore, she could bite and scratch him all he wanted, but he wasn’t going to leave Retz until she left them alone or became more reasonable. He couldn’t and wouldn’t decide what Retz should and shouldn’t do, but if this was an invitation, Max was declining it. [/color]
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Post by Sky♦ on May 1, 2010 10:33:14 GMT -5
Retz
[/u];; The fighting flared up when Max joined in. Noxx was outnumbered, and outmatched if Retz decided to fight dirty. Not yet. He watched as she circled, then came in for an attack, though he didn't catch it in time. Those jaws snapped inches away from her fur as she came in.
And those claws didn't miss their target, but that rump went down too fast for her fangs to sink in. Hyenas were bouncy little fuckers, and he lept away without much trouble. Claws in the flank? Hah! 'Like mating season in old country, yes! Heheheh.
He whirled in time to see Noxx tackle poor Max, but it gave Retz the chance to attack whilst her back was turned. Those vicious jaws snapped open as he lunged forward, aiming for that part of the leg where the meat was most tender; the thigh. It would cripple her instantly, without breaking the bone, if he got ahold and tore. And that was his plan; if jaws sunk in, they would hold on and he would all-out thrash, tossing his weight around to bring the speedy animal to the dirt with him.
If it all but failed, and his jaws met the air or the tips of fur, the bear-like predator would simply whip around and try again, aiming for the belly area, behind the ribs and infront of the legs, where yet again, there was tender meat. Hunt. She's built like prey. Those claws are hooves, those fangs are horns. Defend. Max is in danger, he's wounded more then me. She cannot have the chance to rip at his pelt again.
Gotta love the mind when you're in the middle of a fight; breaks down to the basic thoughts. His snarls echoed a bit, more beastial then a wolf or dog's dark growls.
The end of his attack would be the same, should no target be met. The brown killer would back off and stand between the two, jaws parted in a defensive snarl, facing Noxx. "I can do better. But I didn't come into this fight to kill. What would the point of that be, kitten?" That cackling came back, signalling his thrill of the fight. It'll be a shame if she's hurt; scars shouldn't ruin that pelt. Cats always did have better coats then us dogs.
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Post by -иoxx on May 1, 2010 19:05:11 GMT -5
To skip to the point, as she felt her claws run through the pelt of the dog. Satisfaction pricked her ears, thought as her paws met ground, the mass of hyena was upon her. Teeth near her tendons, threw her weight into her shoulders, barley missing powerful jaws. As their fur brushed, Noxx kicked up her kind legs almost like a 'horse' attempting to scar some sort of Retz's face with her hind claws. It was very un-cheetah-like but she wasn't chasing or fleeing, she was fighting in an unnatural way. Paws coming back to the ground, saw him aim for her stomach. Baring her teeth, swung her tail attempting go get out of the way on her pivoting landing, a trademark of her fighting technique.
But on realizing that she would probably be bawled over, threw her claws to the wind attempting to hook upon Retz's neck or shoulder as she felt her back hit the ground. Hind legs curling beneath her, hoping to scrabble and slice, tail lashing. What was this? Sure his weight had pushed her to the ground, and his teeth had marked her, but his grip wasn't tight. That awkward angle that she had thrown herself into, had saved her from being pinned. Twisting inside her own pelt, scurried away. Throwing up grass, dirt, and dust as she did so.
It was so prey-like as she bounded away. It made her mad, and fury was in her eyes. But a cackle was at her jaw as was a smile. "Gotta love you Retz." She wasn't going to attack Max again, it seemed to evil to attack a wounded dog. Not that she wasn't an evil character, this wasn't a death fight. It was nearly and orientation, and something to satisfy and please. Once again circling, blood coating her coat, it would take ages to perk herself up again. One paw at a time, the famous feline stalk.
"Pity that I live in a mans world. You and all of your cocky implications! It sickens me, yet I have come to love you all." Canines showing in a smirk, all of her human expressions seemingly readable upon her face. Proved how much experience she had with her feline ego. "I don't enjoy this game of cat and mouse. So let's finish it! Satisfy my addiction." Lunging towards him, face to face, teeth and claws bared. Prepared to be bawled over to her side and thoroughly pinned. Excitement rearing inside of her, ready for the fight, and maybe even a kill.
{Around 475ish Words} {Noxx in Cheetah Form} {Hostile} {xD Confusing second paragraph! Sorry! But yah ^^}
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Post by max on May 1, 2010 20:19:03 GMT -5
For all Max’s bravado, the wolf-dog was more injured than he previously thought. He swayed a little on his paws, blood dripping down from wounds to his chest and stomach. In addition, the claws had caught him on his left foreleg, and the wound was quite deep. He took a shaky step forward, but he was beginning to pant. Come on, you can’t be that badly injured, they’re going to kill each other... Or so Max believed. “Is there a point to this fighting?” Max barked. He bared his teeth and took another shaky step forward as the two connected in a melee of claws, fangs and limbs again. God, the smell of blood is overpowering, Max thought. Blood, saliva, feline and hyena.
It was growing a little difficult to concentrate on anything other than the stinging pain, and he was certainly losing too much blood. He shook his head slightly, closing his eyes briefly. No way was he going to leave Noxx to kill Retz. Max began to circle the two, looking for an opening, but it was clear the canine wasn’t going to be helping anybody tonight. He could ignore the pain, but he was dizzy from the loss of blood and it wasn’t as if he was in his healthiest state. Like most University students he was almost always tired and underfed as it was. Eventually, he flopped down onto the grass, then turned onto his side with a yelp. The sounds of fighting were fading around him. Fuck, this is gonna hurt in the morning, the bitch, Max thought spitefully. How does she justify what she is doing?
Without another growl of protest, Max lay his head down on the grass and closed his eyes. Just a little rest, then he would get up and force his body to fight more. Anything to protect someone who might be something more than just a coincidental acquaintance. He didn’t notice himself changing forms. Within a few moments, Max was human again. Since he had shifted with his shirt and jeans on, he was clothed, but his shirt was torn. Noxx’s claws had savaged his chest and arm badly, and he had a few lighter scratches on his stomach. Nothing he couldn’t heal from, but there was blood all over him and soaking his shirt, which was rather unpleasant to look at. Not that Max noticed. He did, however, finally notice that he was no longer a wolf. “Oh man...” He looked over at the fight, not really wanting to think about how he was going to hide the wounds from everyone else at the university. As Noxx mentioned a game of cat and mouse and lunged once again for Retz, Max tried to sit up or at least lean on his good arm. “Is this really necessary?” He said as loudly as he could. “Come on, why are we fighting each other? There are so few of us as it is...” Clearly, naive Max didn’t understand what their reason for fighting was. [/color] - Took Max out of the fight. Figured it's less confusion for everyone else.
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Post by Sky♦ on May 2, 2010 12:20:30 GMT -5
Retz
[/u];; Max backed off, leaving the battle open to more options.
Or in this case, just one. She spat her banter, and the spotted feline lunged at him. He was standing strong despite his wounds, now gnawing into him painfully thanks to the cat's battering claws from when he had laid a hit. Now, she came at him head-on.
Max's protests didn't go unnoticed by the hyena, who forced himself to grow tired of the fighting. He longed to fight some more, it was in his nature. Hyenas were natural born killers by heart. But...
He'd play a game for now. The bear-like canid reared on hind legs and grappled her in almost a hug, front paws hopefully wrapping tight around her upper body. "I'd rather not." He twisted, jaws clenched as he did such a weird move, pain coursing through his side where the gashes bled. "Killing women isn't my thing." With luck, he'd toss her down in a counter, hopefully pinning her on her side, and then using his weight to keep her there. Otherwise, well...
"The Assassins have a powerful fighter in you Noxx. This fight though, it's grown old. I'm tired, sober, and hungry. Lets reschedule or end it, cause I'm done." He spoke so casually, though they came in growls. With luck, if he did pin her, she'd get the hint and he could let her up. Or else he'd keep her pinning the best he could... or else not at all.
Of course there was that chance the hit was taken, should she avoid that weird pin tactic.
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Post by -иoxx on May 2, 2010 15:46:37 GMT -5
Claws outstretched, fangs at the ready, crystal eyes boring into Retz's. She saw him rear, and figure what he was going to do. Either stomp her to the ground, or use his sheer weight to pin her in some other fashion. A grin flashing upon her jaw, grappled with the hyena, her claws attempted to score into his shoulders as they did so. Hind paws attempting to get a grip on the ground so that the duo would be pushing up against each other in a kind of bear wrestling match. But, she felt herself start to tip backwards, there was no competition with weight.
Smashing onto the ground, still trying to 'hug' his shoulders with her claws. It was an awkward sort of pin, one that Noxx refused to submit to. Yet at the same time, adrenaline rushed up and down her body. Pupils small slits, and a low growl emanating from her throat. 'The Assassins have a powerful fighter in you Noxx. This fight though, it's grown old. I'm tired, sober, and hungry. Lets reschedule or end it, cause I'm done.' It was so funny! A laugh was brought to her tongue. Eyes narrowing in the process, said gently, "Poor Retz and his noble ways. Pity."
Pushing energy into her shoulders, threw her head up to meet Retz's. Opening her jaw, attempted to lack her jaw upon the hyena's. Not his throat, not his chest, his jaw. Where there was only a flimsy layer of hide separating her canines from his bone. Thrashing her head fiercely, digging her claws wherever she would reach them, at the same time curling her hind legs to attempt to scrabble at his soft underbelly. It was the favorite part of the fight. To be on the bottom, to be pinned, yet with so many weak points vivid to her sight.
What would he do to escape the pain, if Noxx didn't miss her target. Rear up with a roar of pain? Attack Noxx back to the throat even though he'd still be tore by her claws? Collapse? Bleed? Die? The last three seemed unlikely, but not completely impossible. Whatever he did, it didn't matter to Noxx, as long as she felt the finger nails against his chalk board. Her canines against his raw bone. It's all that mattered. "Pity."
{Around 384 Words} {Noxx in Cheetah Form} {Hostile}
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