Hmmmm... Where was she again...?

[OJ]

"Doom..?" Questioned the giggling tone of a child above the small group of pets. Chocolate glinting orbs peeked out from the side of a bulky tree branch above Desyful as another small giggle seemed to chant into the air. "Silly Zafara!" The tone excliamed as a young 10 year old child soon began to carefully climb down the trunk of the tree, resting his back against the old, rotten wood, arms crossing upon each other as he watched plainly, not bothering to interfer or dash between the two, obviously guessing the consquences. Brushing back black locks, another girly-giggle would emit from his vocals as he would straighten his postion with a stretch, curiously watching the Aisha and Zafara from where he stood, giggling uncontrolably.

((If it was a bit too late, blame my damn comp. ; ))

[General Cheese]

The Zafara yanked out the clip and put in a new one. "I think you know perfectly well what's the matter with me," he growled, brushing away dark black hair with a sweep of his left hand. He lifted the gun up as to fire again. "Say hello to Maliku for me, scum."

Ooc: *Immediately questions Bori's sexuality*

[OJ]

((Vola: ...DADDY! *Tackles*))

[General Cheese]

Ooc: Ohmygodgetitoffme.

[E.N.T]

"I'm not SCUM, DAMN IT!" Desyful yelled once again. She stepped out from behind the tree. It was easily able to tell that she was pissed now. Arms were straight at her sides with her fingers spread apart, black claws extending from each as well as from her paws/feet. Her eyes were no more a yellow colour, they were now a bright, almost glowing, red. The end of her tail now had an arrow at the end, almost like a devil's tail.

((-giggle snort- Sexuality xD))

[General Cheese]

The Zafara smirked slightly, "Gotcha," he said under his breath. He pulled the trigger once again, causing bullets to rain upon Desyful. He lowered the gun and looked past the Aisha, raising his brow.

"Desyful. Fall back." Daray's cloak billowed crazily in the wind as he approached. "I will take care of him. Do not trouble yerself."

[OJ]

((Hey... I think he likes you. o.o

Vola: Daddy. :3))


"Oooh, Mommy's pissed!" Vola would giggle madly, continuing to watch the beginning battle take place, rubbing his large, heavy clawed paws together with excitment. The small Bori seemed to be more of the type to be digging underground, but instead, his speciallity was climbing trees as unusual as it would sound. A long, loin-like tail would give a casual flick before the young lad slowly turned around, crouching low for a second before finally springing upwards, gripping onto the nearest low branch that he could. Swinging back and forth for a moment, his legs soon clamped around the branch, orbs flickering wildly about for a single second as he soon began to struggle to get upon the branch once more, practiclly getting a rug-burn or something before laying his stomach upon the branch, seeing that another had approached. "Oh, Jimmy, he's biig..."

[E.N.T]

Desyful quickly turned her head to Daray, nearly jumpping out of her fur from being startled. Desyful nodded as she crouched, then lept up onto a tree branch, sitting on it in a frog fashion as she looked below her. She growled towards the Bori, "I ain't your damn 'mommy'."

(( xD ))

[General Cheese]

The Zafara growled, glaring at Daray. "When will Maliku stop sending his weakling cronies and show his face?" He whispered to himself, shooting at Daray. The Lupe dodged fluidly. This made the Zafara look slightly amused. "You're good," he mused. Daray nodded and was about to say something when the Zafara interrupted. "But not good enough."

Daray's eyes widened as two cut opened; one on each shoulder. Now standing beside the Zafara were two others; each were armed with a Claymore and buckler a piece.

[E.N.T]

((Its Mailiku D: Two I's.))

Desyful blinked a few times as her glance shifted between the four. Were her eyes deceving her? Or did two others just appear out of no where? Thoughts flowed through her mind, wondering if she should call someone.

[OJ]

"Daddy has friends!" Volatrya squealed with excitment, continuing to watch from the trees above being well hidden in the branches despite his chocolatly colour and bright top. A mischevious grin began to twist across his cheerful expression as he began to slowly, yet carefully crawl to the end of the branch, weakly sitting up when it began to tremble at his weight. Easy now, Vola... Remember what you learned... He reminded himself, trying not to fall off of the branch at that sudden moment. He was quite near the forest soil, possibly a foot high. Slowly, he began to try and balance on the limb, once on his feet crouching into a low posture onto finally springing into the air, attempting to pounce on someone close enough.

[General Cheese]

Ooc: D: *Went his whole life thinking it was 'Maliku'*

Bic: Daray stared at the Zafaras with a slacked jaw. One of the Zafaras began to speak, brushing off pale fur. "Ye remember us, dontcha Lord Daray? Or has it been to long for yer elderly mind?" He asked.

The other nodded, fixing his tartan kilt carefully. "Aye. I think he forgot about us. But how can someone forget us?" He winked at Daray mockingly. "We're the ones who locked ye up, remember? All those years ago?"

[Paige]

Chikako Stopped. "Mailiku?" Her eyes widened as his name was mentioned more than once. She backed away. All too fast, she was running, running to get away from this awful place. The 14-year old gelert had tears in her clothes because of the branches that were reaching out for her. Preania floated down from above. "No you've scared Chikako away. She's already had a bad past. Her whole family was killed by my creator, with the exception of her brother and her."