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Syrius Lionwing rolled 5 4-sided dice:
4, 4, 3, 3, 2
Total: 16 (5-20)
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 Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 11:03 am
Cynder had been circling the borders of the stormborn for days. She had questioned the reavers, stalked the lines and watched the pride with eager eyes. Now, she was ready. Standing upon a small rise the deep purple and magenta lioness roars loudly.
She was ready for a challenge, ready for the challenge to get in to the pride.
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~Masamune~ rolled 5 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 4, 1, 2
Total: 10 (5-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 12:39 pm
 Not far from where the purple lioness waited, a large, rough-looking male stalked the border of the Viking lands. It was Chinjo, a Reaver who had managed to earn his title within the Pride via a much more unusual method. Rather than joining an established Captain and his band, he had chosen to go on his first viking alone. It had paid off, as he found and brought back a strong female, who had already pledged herself to his band for when he one day became a Captain himself.
For now though, he was still a Reaver without a Captain, and so it was his job to patrol to Pride's borders. He frowned lightly as he considered this, only for his train of thought to be interrupted by a roar. Blue eyes narrowed, he looked for the one who had done it, and quickly spotted the purple female not too far from where he was patrolling. A low growl radiated in his throat as he made his way towards her.
"It is your unlucky day, rogue."
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 2:56 am
~Masamune~ i totally forgot about this RP!
She was after all fast, it was her best asset, she could shift her weight faster than most and a quick strike would see her to victory she was sure. She narrowed her ice blue eyes as she closed in hoping to see this battle over with before he could gather his senses.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2017 9:33 am
Chinjo was a large male, even amongst his fellow Stormborn. Whilst never lacking in brute strength, the speed at which he could force his body to react left a little to be desired. As such, when the purple female pounced at the speed in which she did, there was little he could do to dodge.
He snarled as he felt her claws dig into his flesh, but he didn't allow for any loss in concentration. He lunged forward, aiming to force her back, in order to give himself more room to strike. He had only lost to a female one other time, and he refused to let it happen again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2017 10:04 am
Cynder felt the brush of a paw accross her hide and the purple lioness swiftly turned glaring at the big male. She wasnt afraid of him, she was here to get in to the stormborn and she wouldn't be turned away by the large male no matter what.
The lioness hissed and dashed towards him again this time though instead of dodging she dropped to her belly and struck upwards hoping to headbutt him in the chin before dancing away.
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