The First Rule of Werewolf Fight Club...
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Two Uratha move. One leaps, twists... and lands in a tangle of homie arms and legs... before lurching off as her form shrinks and elongates. The other drops and runs, clothes balling and flailing into the night sky as the sleek wolfen form streaks across the park.
Chris Laurant has the price firmly in his salivating jaws before Emily-wolf reaches him.
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SiteEmily-wolf snarls playfully and goes barrelling into Chris at top speed, trying to make him drop the prize from his jaws.
1 success
<<Drop meat, Anzuth!>> she barks. If a wolf could grin, it would look like Emily does now.
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The prize almost escapes Chris's jaws as Emily barrels into him. A growl escapes the Talon before Emily's words register. It drops lower and into what might be a chuckle for a wolf.
Then Chris throws his shoulder into Emily.
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Felix remained where he was, unmoved by the tussle and excitement from Chris and Emily.
His arms remained crossed and his form remained leaning against the wall. The idea of playing fetch was simply unappealing to the Purist. He did his best, however, not to judge. This pack did things differently than what he was used to, but that didn't make them any less Uratha.
Nonetheless, the balding Meninna's scowl had crept back unto his face, though it was not directed at anyone in particular.
Eh heh. Assume this was Felix. Not Eurydice
Last edited by Eurydice; Oct 17th, 2018 at 02:32 PM. Reason for Edit: I'm a dunce.
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Hector had been digging through his bag for another bone or morsel of meat. There was a look of surprised puzzlement on his features when he lifted his head and found no Urhan-wolves at his feet presenting their prize. His mouth formed a line as his eyes were drawn to the jostling pair.
The Alpha's visage remained neutral as he spotted the unmoving Menina. He refrained from speaking, judging perhaps wisely that the ways of Red Wolf were indeed different to the ways of Black Wolf.
Instead he whistled, calling back the two errant wolves of his chorus.
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SiteEmily spins towards the sound, and suddenly there is the blue-haired punk in the bushes. "Come here you crafty fuck..." She makes another dive at Chris-wolf, trying to take him to ground...
That's definately 1 damage for Ems, I'm assuming a wrestle would be bashing and not lethal? Pretty sure this will miss anyway after Def is appliend, so Chris will probably get back with the Pirze!
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The wolf of Fenris side steps the grapple as Emily goes two feet to try and bring this to an end. Spittle escapes through Chris's jaws as he turns and runs back towards Hector. Time to win.
Chris has a defense of 3 and avoids the grapple
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Site"Shit....!" Emily graps on air as the Irakka slips through her fingers and crashes into the dirt.
As Chris trots back up to Hector with the prize, the Ithaeur emerges dischevelled from the underbrush, grinning broadly. "Uh.... Guess I lost that one."
She sees the faces of the Alpha and Felix, and shrugs, still smiling. "What can I say? I';m persistent. Still, I think we're learning all kindsa thingas about each other tonight."
I think we're winding down here. Shall we draw things to a close?
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Hector nods. His experiment had not gone quite as anticipated. He would learn from it.
I think so too. Lets get the scene wrapped and then we can see where we are at.
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Four feet become two as Chris stands to his full human height, prize held in one drool covered hand. "This time, you did also just have a fight."
"True" The Talon nods and looks between Felix and Hector.
Good with me to close out the ticket as well
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