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The lean shape of the Darth known as Ruyken slid through the thick shadows. His blood red coat and ebony markings rendered into various shades of black and grey by the weak moonlight. The leopard had been hunting earlier in the evening and was on his way back into the interior of the pride as he always left in order to feed alone, being an almost entirely solitary male who's idea of socialising tended to consist of ignoring everyone.
The night was quiet with most of the pride being asleep, those few who were habitually up and about were on the other side of the pride's centre. The area Ruyken preferred was a barren wasteland nearer the pride's edge than it's heart. Rocks were strewn about the dry, dusty ground, piled up or half buried, being nestled in the foothills of the mountain that separated the Nguvu Tamaa from the Mizani'Ulimwengu.
Pausing he lifted his head, ears twitching backward, knowing that while he had been alone a moment ago, he no longer was. Scowling at a possible interruption, he turned towards the faint scent he had caught, the hidden male betrayed by a shift in the wind.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 4:15 pm
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Luka wasn't exactly what one would expect of a solider to the Sith alliance. He was jolly, and he was cheerful. He was glad and quick to recite facts or words that had slurred out of others mouths in their wholeness. He was always quite good at recollecting the fine details of a situation. It made him useful; and although not everyone was well off with his positive attitude and constant laughter with joy, they could not deny that Luka was an asset to them. His memory never faltered, unless he was attempting to lie or fool someone by causally saying "I forgot." In truth it was more of a "I remember but I don't want to tell you" then a "I forgot."
So when Luka had uttered those words to one of his more violent comrades, they were quick to give him a nasty look and proceeded to challenge him to a duel of hunting skills. He wasn't a huge fan of hunting if only due to it's tendency to bring forth a quick, thirty second or less vision he experienced when touching blood. This was something that some pride members knew, and some didn't. Those who knew would use this against the young leopon, and those who didn't seemed not to care why he never seemed to hunt.
Luka was thin, but not overly so and although he didn't hunt he could often bribe a more soft-minded friend to give him some food. Or, he could do what he was doing now, and search out dead prey that he was certain had been abandon.
The red leopon was slightly surprised when he came across another while skipping his way to what he thought would be his next meal. He did not look disappointed however, just a tad shocked to have found a leopard in his tracks. "Hello!" He said happily.
Tanakako apparently I never quoted you in this. oops xD
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 10:48 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2015 9:34 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2015 2:20 pm
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The cheerful greeting was answered with a cold-eyed stare. But as many of the pride would attest, that was Ruyken's regular answer to most things, he certainly wasn't a very talkative male. And aside from his apprentice, most only ever got grunts and growls from the dangerous and unpredictable assassin.
"I was hunting" He responded, his rough voice more growl than words, soulless yellow eyes narrow as they pinned the inquisitive hybrid with a warning stare. "Nighttime is quiet, easier for hunting with no one to get in the way." Of course it may sound like the Darth was talking about Luka, but in truth Ruyken could have been talking about anyone, considering he considered a good 90% of the pride useless, and only a very few worthy of consideration.
"Meat." He corrected sharply, tail flicking rapidly. He ate meat. 'Food' sounded like something an antelope would chew on...
CaliWolfe I forgot this one! So sorry!
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 7:45 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 8:28 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 3:41 am
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Ruyken growled, long and low and dangerous. Luka wouldn't have realsied, but it wasn't a threat as much as exasperation. What on earth would it take to get this guy to shut the hell up? He wondered, shimmeing yellow eyes narrowing in annoyed disbelief. The urge to simply be alone was like a fire in his blood, a burning need to have silence. Lips lifting he stared at the hybrid, menace in his tone when at last he spoke.
"Blood and death and the screams of the wounded." He responded in a chilling tone. It wasn't really true, Ruyken gained no pleasure from killing, it was simply what he was Good at, what he had been trained to do for as long as he recall. It was his Task, and he did it well. But pleasure? Nope. His pleasure came from being alone, somewhere away from everyone and everything else, silent and still. But he highly doubted someone like Luka would understand.
Gving a disgusted snort he turned and stalked away from the youngster, aiming for the thickest bush he could see.
CaliWolfe XD Luka is so much fun! I'm sorry Ruyken is such a B*****d
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 3:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 5:46 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 3:47 pm
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