Narvoc; Lets Test Fate

[Kilani]

She got undernith him again, this time eging her vulva up towards his tool, leting out faromones. Hoping to excite him, she was in heat now, fully, and she let them out once more strong enough to attract males form the whole south side of the savanna. This time she knew he couldn't resist. Unless he was a light, for all the darks she knew forcebred her, when she was in heat, or would breed with her on the spot, except lights, they would wait until they were ready and the fem. "Well are you or are you not?" asked the fem...

[Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc]

<sub>A huff of laughter was set forth, ignoring all the femme's actions. Why? Because he would never allow a pathetic essa such as her to reproduce and he would let her know such as lyri came forth, Listen you lame lion; I wouldn't want your young grown for they will be as idiotic and pathetic as yourself. You know nothing of darks! Harshness tinged the ends of each wording. Orbicals remained set to the outter lands, remaining seated. He was disgusted with the quad legged creature who thought she knew, who only thought. Thinker conjured thoughts of randomosity for he was bored of her. She held no interest to him.

If you want me, want my seeds or want to be my lead you will need to listen. Vocals suddenly came into the atmo, orbs remaining to the far end of the savanah and never comming upon the essa. You will learn to be a dark. Only lights love to breed, only lights care about that shxt. You have proven to be nuetral. You fight because you think it makes you look dark, you kill in random terra's and you are by far the most desperate female in these realms. Each word, blunt.</sub>

[Kilani]

"You call yourself a dark! PAH!" Lyri hissed towards the brute. She said, you don't want to fight or breed. I give up, she siad, just as lightning hit a dead tree and a fire broke out. A smile played upon her facade. As sparks fell to the ground, while his back was turned, she swung the sparks and burning ash to his facade trying to burn him...

[Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc]

_{Blades rolled a shrug once more, remaining at stance before the femme. The fire was rather comforting, the embers not even touching his peltage as she attempted such. The expanse grew dark as did the realm, aqua pelted about the geo. You are the one who is not dark. No true dark allianced would be desperate for breeding. If you want to breed shut your trap and I will do so when I please. Vocals emitted, not annoyanced but amused with the vixen. She was creating interets, only because the drake found her so pathetic he could amuse his mind on filtered thinkings.}

[Kilani]

She was furious, "No you just dont know what a dark is!" "you are acting like a neutral!" "She said as she laid down again, next to the fire, a little big of it singing her peltage, making a brand almost. She found it comferting also. But it did hurt. She enjoyed pain it comerted her. She began to sleep. As if cuddling with the fire.

[Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc]

<sub>Orbicals rolled in the depths of his hand crafted skull, carcass lay yet attic remained tall. towers swiveled atop his crown as chain tapped the damped sod, golden peltage darker in the painted expanse and aqua. A dark can love by the way. He stated simply. A dark loves all within his pride no matter what, he despises lights and hates nuetrals like yourself. He inhaled deeply, before continuing A dark only fights when he must or when he is bored or to prove something. A dark also breeds only when needed and it is forced, never when the femme wants it. That should explain why I am not breeding with a desperate lioness, unless you are two pathetic to understand that. Empire nodded.

A single padder crossed over the other, block lay atop them both as chain swamped about his lower bulk. A sigh parted his labrums, thinker in wonderment if the vix would understand that or would she come up with yet another lame repsonse? Would she continue to prove idiotic? Most likley.</sub>

[Kilani]

"I know that, and that is why I humbly ask to join your pride." Asked the femora, bowing down her tiara and her mass to the brute. Showing respect. Occuli staying on him 100 percent of the time. Do you have any cub's? vocals asked.

[Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc]

<sub>Smirk crossed his facade as chain began ton sway aimlously once more. Attic nodded in glee that the femmora had come to true sense now. You may, but till you prove yourself truley worthy you are simply in the clan but not my lead. Lithe shifted as headed away from the growing flames.

Lower pillars launched from the landings, comming upon a bent timber. Under belly touched with the damp bark, Padders and chain overhung. Orbs looked down upon the femme. One, but she is grown. Vocals emitted, nearly thrown throughout the winds.</sub>

[Liona & Roltho]

carbon escaped her everytime her padders met with the geography. weight swayed along with her chainage. thorns pirked trying to catch sound waves from narvoc. she came here looking for a pride grey opts stalked the movement the falmes produced as weapons hald her farther into the realm in search of narvoc.

'he might be out hunting' lyri murmered a yawn parted her labrums revealing her crimson stained soldiers. a halt was performed grey orbs still in search for narvoc. mass kissed the sod twards a sitting stance orbs not giving up to find narvoc

[Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc]

<sub>Orbicals rolled in the depths of his hand crafted skull, leaping before the new femme. And who might you be? Vocals spat forth into the atmo, talons slowly extended into the barren wasteland, chain ceased motion as carcass remained at stance. Cages rattled a his at the fem.

Yet another pathetic welp? Lyri taunted, chain began to sway as opts narrowed t her visage, nares flared as an inatke of her aroma split through his thinker.</sub>

[>> Sombra <<]

darkened dove entered the domain, harks flickered back and forth at the other bachelorettes and she smirked at the flaunting female. [pathetic.] lyri mumbled as her carcass rested in the shade of the tall emeralds. she would not be suckered in by the whatchamacallit king, Narvoc. of course he earned the ti.tle but did he deserve it? no. the female lazily flickered her tassel, watching the other ones with what appeared amusement. she rolled her spheres, watching the one try and breed with the king, a roar of laughter left her parted vox.

mango tinted femmora swiftly dropped from the timber, unseen by all, except the naked eye. tassel dragged along the lithosphere below and she sprawled herself upon the domain.

[Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc]

<sub>Towers circled atop hos royal crown as dial swiftly turned, orbicals upon a spot within the foilage. Nares flared, wind touched atmo brought forth yet another unknown aroma. Cages rattled as opts glanced to Liona. Leave thy lands or bid your life adue. Vocals spat, talons slowly extended into the bark of the timber. The drake lept forth, massive padders clashed with dead foilage. The lands appeared rather damp, the Lords continued their cries.

The male edged closer to the spot in which his nares detected yet another life. Spinal rippled in afeel of an unwanted gaze, chain swayed aimlously and soon lay motionless to the lithosphere. Sneer crept across his visage as lymns echoed upon the femme, Aye, you must hide? Poor welp. Such vocals were meant in a tuanting manner, yet prehaps this contessa was unlike the other two pathetic and nuetral ones whom dare call themselves darks.</sub>

[>> Sombra <<]

_{mango femme peered up nonchalontly at the only male upon the loam, a smirk parted her crimson stained kissers and she viewed his agitated state a moment or two before restlessly yawning, insicors flashed at the vagabound, but not as a threat.... yet. tassel flickered behind her haunches and a puff of carbonated carbon left her flaring nares, [pardon me?] the femmora inquired with a dubious grin that only satan would be so bold enough to perform himself. banner shook as she watched him, her occuli sparkled daringly but her gaze then wandered elsewhere, her bodice still upon the loam flooring.}

ooc| bad post, have to go, sorry.

[Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc]

<sub>Visage plastered a sneer, cupped auds swiveled atop his crown as chain lay limp behind his massive golden bulk. Aqua continued to the pelt the area, winds lashed at all. I believe you heard me wench, I said it is quite sad you must hide in the foilage. Such lyrics were taunting, or meant as such. Talons extended into the damp compost, lithe pivated as empire issued a nodd.

A slight cackle shook the drake's vox as he left the femme to her hiding, lowe rpillars applied preasure, forelegs held tall as attic roof was shown to the flames in which his carcass lept through. Fun, simply fun. The male then lowered himself to the lands, a yawn parted his jawline and created the absence of his opts show. Only to reopen of course.</sub>

[Kilani]

"See at least I didn't hide in the brush!" Lyri hissed a smaile played upon her facade once more. Getting up from the fire. It was beggining to get dark, it looked as if there were a tornado. "Odd..." Brain Pad thought. She began to leave the terra to leave. As a cub came into the terra.


Kiva:


A small limoping cub in. She knew that she shouldn't be in this terra, that it would be a bad idea. She knew that she shouldn't go into any terra that somebody didn't invite her into, but she wen't anyways. she laid down by the fire, she was slowley bleeding to death, she just wasnted to die at this moment she had been forcebred by her father as a punishment. It actited like a rape in the human world. A tear began to trickle down her facade.