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Post by Nyx on Apr 19, 2008 15:18:40 GMT -5
Admitedly, Blyn had no idea what he had gotten himself into. He sat and simply shook his head as the two beasts in front of him continued you defy him. His paws were covered in bites and scratches. As a matter of fact, there was very little of his body that wasn't covered in bites and scratches. He growled to himself, laying down and just watching the chaos. Even on the leashes they were still. . .evil. That was the only word he had to describe thier disposition. It was his own fault and he knew it. He had told Ashwin to just give him a pair of Banders that he had been trying to get rid of. Just his luck the man had had a couple of nasty little things just waiting for a sucker to take them in. Of course, he had been warned, Ashwin had told him they were nasty little buggers, but he hadn't been prepared for just how nasty they were. |
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Post by Nyx on May 16, 2008 13:35:31 GMT -5
The feline sighed and tried to put his mind to more pleasant things, like not being mauled by two ferocious little beasties. Pleasant thoughts didn't last long since as soon as he started to find his happy place, one of the little bastards would run up and bite him, generally in a not so pleasant place. He would growl and which ever one had done the biting would bolt off while the other darted in to try to protect their comrade. Blyn was getting nowhere fast. He should have followed his first instinct and tossed them in a bag and straight into the nearest well the first time one of them had bitten him, but thoughts of fame and riches kept him from doing that.
Finally, he stood, shaking bits of leaves and twigs from his fur and stalked toward the pair, who were finally at least half way calm. They were standing still at least. I think, my little friends that it is high time you learned how to do something useful. The only hint he got that they had at least half way understood was that both of them turned their evil little back on him.
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Post by Nyx on May 30, 2008 12:49:34 GMT -5
The feline growled, running his paw over his face in a most disgusted manner. Maybe a nice back was on order, and a trip to the beach. Granted, he would be the only one coming back from that little adventure, but right now it sounded like the best plan in the world. He took a few steps closer to the little animals and grabbed their leashes in his mouth before they had a chance to bolt from him again. He was rewarded with two screaming, clawing, hissing, thrashing beasts at the ends of the lines. He tugged on them rather roughly, pulling the Banders a bit to close to him and was once more bitten numerous times on the legs. Blyn screamed and in doing so, dropped the leashes. This time, the Banders climbed up the tree, hissing and squalling at him from the higher branches.
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Post by Nyx on Jun 17, 2008 11:59:45 GMT -5
The thought crossed his mind to simply leave the little beasts up in the tree, let someone else take them home and deal with the evil that spewed from every little pore on their little bodies. That thought didn't last long. He had spent far too much money on them and they were the beginning of his master plan, a plan that was slowly fall to pieces right before his eyes. The Banders were dancing from branch to branch, looking like they were laughing at him.
Blyn sighed, grabbing the leashes in his mouth and yanked the two beasties out of the tree. They both growled at him, he had expected nothing less of course. She spit out the leashes and placed a large paw roughly over the end so that the Banders couldn't bolt again. Now, my little beasties, I think it is time you learned some manners. Now he really wasn't sure just how he was going to go about teaching tham any manners, but he was sure something would pop into his head.
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Post by seraaches on Feb 20, 2009 14:42:13 GMT -5
The bipedal carefully stepped onto the field, three leashes held with the same caution as she walked. The three banders were very different in appearance but, for the most part, they were behaving quite well. Only the red male seemed inclined to tug and, in fact, it wasn't until he spotted the two orange banders that he got really agitated. Coughing and sneezing in an obviously aggressive manner, the skunk uneasily stopped and carefully braced herself to keep from losing the male's leash. The two females looked over, noses up in the air and sniffing curiously, but they didn't seem at all bothered by the presence of the other two banders. "I'm sorry," the King apologized quickly to the other owner. "I didn't realize anyone else would be here today." Or that Justice would be so upset by the presence of someone else's banders. |
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Post by Nyx on Apr 9, 2009 11:00:25 GMT -5
All Blyn could do was watch while the Banders hissed and swatted at him, a few swipes nailing him across his muzzle. At this point, he was seriously considering just letting the leashes go. . .but with the luck the males was having, someone would realize that they were his and what ever damages they caused would be laid on his head.
He could have swore he heard another beast growling, but disreguarded it, thinking that his creatures had finally drove him crazy. He slipped his paw through the loop at the end of the leashes and sat up. It was then that he heard the voice. Rounded ears perked as he looked around for the source of the voice and soon spotted the skunk King not far off. Now there was someone that knew how to control their beasties. Well, at least most of them. It would seem the King had an unruley Bander as well. . .or it was the simple fact that Sifsihlan and Riknueth were being such horrid little pains in the ass. Ah, no worries there your highness. . .just out trying to gain some control over my. . .err. . .pets.
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Post by seraaches on Apr 10, 2009 12:45:49 GMT -5
Kel couldn't stop a small, sympathetic smile from gracing her muzzle. "They are very lovely," she observed gently. "Such wonderful colours on both of them." From Justice's reaction, the skunk could only assume that one or both of the oranges were male.
The King of Diamonds was quiet for a moment before admitting her agreement with his statement. "You do seem to be having some trouble with them. Are they new?" When she had first gotten Justice, he'd been a bit of a terror. If anyone else was pressed for an opinion, they might say that he was still a bit of a terror, but the woman was, at least, able to keep him close to her, for all that he was still pulling, coughing, and sneezing in a very aggressive manner.
Fortunately for Kel, Follow and Piper, the females, were of much gentler persuasion, and they simply moved along with their person without causing trouble.
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Post by Nyx on Apr 27, 2009 13:19:27 GMT -5
Blyn chuckled a bit to himself, settling down on his rump to lift a paw to cratch lightly at the back of his neck. Yes, lovely creatures, but I am afraid that I was a bit. .. well neglectful when I got them. I made the mistake of just asking for two that Ashwin had had trouble selling, thinking that I would get a better deal on them. If it wasn't for his sunrise colored fur, a light blush would have been evident on his cheeks. What I got for my trouble was these two. From day one, the pair had been nothing but trouble, but the stubborn male refused to part with them.
As if to show their mean streak to it's fullest, the two Banders started fighting amongst themselves, snarling and growling as they rolled around on the floor. Blyn chose to ignore then for the time being. I had had hopes of breeding them, but apparently, they can only stand each other half the time. Looking back over his shoulder, he hissed and the squabbling pair. Sifsihlan! Riknueth! Control yourselves!
He seemed to realize his error and turned back to the King. I must apologize, Your Majesty! He bowed his head a bit. I am Blyn, at your service. In the past, the male had taken great pains to make sure that he was on his best behavior infront of those of higher rank, but the two Banders seemed to steal his wits from him.
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