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Post by /|/afamere on Sept 12, 2008 11:32:20 GMT -5
She moved holding her head up high, never letting it drop below her sholder blades. She was more proper than that. Dropping her head like that was testiment to the suit that she wore. She knew that she was destined for greatness and wouldn't let others get in her way. With her head held high did she happen by one of the wonderfull small patches of forest. She didn't live right in one of the major cities of the Yarrow Gardens, she lived in a smaller village where she could controll the things that happend around her more. People there knew her as the saint, yet anyone who knew her otherwise didn't talk to her much any more. She saw the carfully cultivated flowers that she had been trying to grow for almost a year now. They resembeld the Dracula hawleyi, with its bold face planted in the middle of the flower. Its bright colors where dirffrent from the orgianls that she had found. This one happend to be tainted by the Gardens, and turned a blood red and its eyes resmebled black pits... the plant smelled faintly of rust and blood. She noticed than that she wasn't alone... someone else was there with her. She wondred who this person was and what she was doing medling around in her private garden. |
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Post by FlyingPanther on Sept 12, 2008 11:55:10 GMT -5
In the distance, frantic whinning could be heard. Murmur had some business in the Gardens, for what reason the Ace couldn't even understand, though it might very well have had something to do with her. Really she had no clue. She had been hooked up to the cart, and had taken her mistress the long way from their home to the final destination in the Gardens. She had been left outside, still hooked up to the cart, waiting on her mistress before they made the journey back home, when all of a sudden she found herself here, being reined in by some strange yarrow female card. They had obviously stolen her for anyone looking, but they were far from people now.. Suits, she was going to end up part of the fur trade...or worse! She fought with all her might, rearing and bucking as best as she could, trying to murder the asshole that had taken her, but whoever this person was, she knew how to handle horses. "LET ME GO!" she screamed, another couple whinnies escaping her frightened maw. The perpetrator didn't say anything and continued to skillfully pull her forward in the direction she wanted Ginger to go in, and avoiding her sharp hooves. Ginger fought the entire time, lunging out with her mouth as best she could (what with her bindings which held her head in place) trying to tear chunks out of the bastard. "I swear to you! You will regret this! My mistress will find me!" she threatened, though there was to much pleading in her voice to make it sound horribly convincing. Suits...what was going to happen to her? |
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Post by /|/afamere on Sept 12, 2008 12:17:13 GMT -5
((Sorry... I was a bit fuddle minded... XD))
Now she knew that something was going wrong. She knew that someone was nearby but she didn't expect to see what was happening right before her eyes. It would seem that the card was in trouble, and being taken aginst her will. Inali could not stand for such things to happen. Especialy near her secret garden.
When she emerged from the small wooded area did she see two yarrow females, one towing in the other. She could tell right off the back that the horse card wasn't in the mood to be pulled around like that. It would seem that it was aginst her will. She could tell that it was a female by her voice. So with a small jump her head held low twoards the ground and quick sure steps did she reach the pair in a matter of no time. Inali was pleased that the card in trouble was making such a fuss, it made getting to the pair a bit more easyer.
She arrived from both of their flanks. Silently and steathly did she quickly jump in the air and tackle the other card from the rear, witch she was succesfull in doing. It knocked the other yarrow from her grasp on the reains that held the horse in check.
When the Yarrow Capter was getting back up from the shock did Inali turn to the ace, "Run you Fool!" she said turning her glare back to the other. She never tolerated this sort of action. Though it was common in many more reagions, here it wasn't, and today she would either frighten the capter to either leave, or make her regreat the day passing by her secret garden.
She started to circle the recovering card.
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Post by FlyingPanther on Sept 12, 2008 15:11:31 GMT -5
Ginger didn't need to be told twice, she was already running for the trees by the time the Yarrow Female Captor had been tackled and released her reigns. She ran as fast as her hooves would carry her, past the edge of the forest, as far away from the scene as possible. But somewhere in the middle of her run...she realized, that fox yarrow had just saved her! She looked back the way she came, the two fighting cards far away now. What if the fox was in trouble? What if the bipedal Captor got the best of her? She couldn't allow that to happen after the fox had done such an altruistic act for her. Most would have turned the other cheek...espcially for an Ace of Clubs...
She ran back, until she was at the edge of the forest once again, looking upon the fight scene from her hidden location.
The Bipedal yarrow feline that had taken the ace stood up, snarling and baring it's sharp teeth at the fox who had so twarted her plans. She ran at her, sharp claws at the ready to swipe and maim the fox for getting in her way. Besides, she couldn't allow the fox to report her... She swong an arm downwards, meaning to swipe at the foxs face...unless she managed to get away from the cat's lightening reflexs.
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Post by /|/afamere on Sept 12, 2008 15:52:48 GMT -5
She only hoped that the ace of clubs had rushed away. If she didn't then she was turlly a fool. Right now she wouldn't spare a single moment to worry about her untill this fight was over. Right now it was just the pair in there death duel.
Her many years of fighting placed her with experance, though up till now she hadn't to worry about someone else. She knew that if she didn't win this than the feline yarrow would just seek out the poor ace again to do something that she knew would be horendious. She would have to pace herself.
She saw the downward sweep from the feline and projected its path, wich was aimed for her face. It wouldn't do... she couldn't have a scar on her face, her fur wouldn't be able to cover it as well as she wished. So she did the next best thing.
She rushed forward taking the claw rake to her right shoulder. The pain was tollerable for now, she went for the reverse jointed legs hoping to take her out from the waste. It was risky, but if she fell than it would be a ground battle which she knew she would excel in. The feline Yarrow was in a biped fourm and didn't have the stability that she owned right now.
Inali gave a hearty growl as she pushed all her weight into the blow.
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Post by FlyingPanther on Sept 12, 2008 16:19:52 GMT -5
Ginger contemplated rushing in just then, it looked as if the feline was going to claw out the fox's face, but quickly the tides turned.
As the feline swong down her claws met flesh, and from her maw came a satisfied hiss, as she came back with blood coating her sharp weapons. But her victory was short-lived as the canine bowled her over, and she let out a fustrated sound, her back smacking against the ground painfully, the fox on top of her. She snarled, sharp feline teeth bared as she kicked out with all the force her back feet could muster, hoping to kick the canine off of her and hurl her away from her. This feline had obviously lived a life of crime, there was no other way that someone with the sense to handle horses could fight so well...unless maybe she was some sort of warrior, but she didn't seem to have the physic to allude to that. Indeed, maybe she stole Aces for a living...
Ginger couldn't help but whinny with concern for the welfare of her savior who was currently in the process of being kicked extremely hard. She moved forward out of the line of the trees, her lips parting in a perturbed horse manner and her eyes blazing with ferocity. The feline would have to deal with two people now...and she didn't have the hold on her reins anymore to get an advantage over her. She ran for the feline, rearing and smashing down with her two front hooves in an extremely violent manner, a blow meant to kill. Luckily for the feline however, she had just enough time to move her head. However, a hoof came down on an ear, and blood spurted from the cut into the ear she had made...taking a chunk of it away when she troted back. The feline screamed bloody murder. The ear was extremely sensitive after all...
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Post by /|/afamere on Sept 12, 2008 18:47:15 GMT -5
The Yarrow feline had manuvred her legs under Inali's underside. She knew what was coming next so she craned her neck to bite ahold of the bipeds arm. She tasted both fur and the sweet taste of blood. She lived for the taste, the iron tasting sweet red blood. She wasn't the true fighter but it didn't mean that she couldn't enjoy it when it came about.
When she was kicked she could feel the felines skin coming with her. She gave a smile with the strip of flesh and bit of muscle came with her, though it didn't stop her from the 'umph' that followed. Her jaws parted and the bit of flesh was flung back at the feline.
She landed a bit hard, she quickly righted herself when she saw the ace rush in and give a nicely placed hoof kick to the face. The yarrow capter would have been in for it if she hadn't moved the slightest only losing her left ear. She gave a wicked smile with her glare. The scar would be there forever. That is if she didn't die here and now.
The thirst was overtaking her, she rushed forward with a leap aiming for the cats juggler vein which pumped fircely in her side of the neck. Her jaws parted awaiting to clasp down on the cats neck. IF she wouldn't give up then she could easly rip it out...
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Post by FlyingPanther on Sept 20, 2008 3:50:53 GMT -5
Another gut wrenching scream escaped the Yarrow feline as the fox was kicked off of her. Her back laws purchasing against flesh, but the real damage unknown as she faced her own pain. Part of her shoulder was gone, and her ear as well. She scream with rage and pain, jumping up now with only one working arm. She was not going to make it out of this alive, she and everyone there knew this, but she was going to take the fucker who did this to her out with her. Least that was her plan. As the fox jumped up towards her she gabbed her by the neck, squeezing tightly with the still working arm. She was not going to let go of her death grip, and already she was delivering a crushing grasp. Even if the fox grabbed her neck, she would not let go, the look in her eyes said it all.
Thats about the time the lights went out for her. Ginger, seeing the danger the fox was in, quickly turned around and kicked out with her back feet at the bipedal feline. With a sickening crack, the color went out of the feline's eyes and skin, and she began to fall forward, limp and dead. Ginger's shoed hooved clocked against the feline's head, and blood freely spilled from the back of it. Instant kill.
Ginger turned around to see her handy work, and snorted as if to say, "take that". But soon her attention turned to the fox. "Are you alright? I didn't kick you to did I?" she said...her worry genuine.
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Post by /|/afamere on Sept 20, 2008 4:15:28 GMT -5
Inali could feel her teeth grabbing onto the neck of the cat. She even felt her teeth pirce the flesh and not puncture anything that would end this creatures life so quickly. She wanted to bring this ace steelling card to the magestrat here in the Yarrow Gardens. She wasn't going to let someone take away this, but when she felt the cats claws grasping around her own neck did she start to fright, so she growled and tightend her grasp feeling the warm blood inter her mouth. Some times the taste alone was quite enjoyable... yet other times... like now, it was terrifing. She was no Canibal. But that was beside the point. She had to end this quickly, though before she knew it she saw the Yarrow female get behind them and kick with her rear legs.
Inalis eyes widend as she and the dead body was flung backwards. She let go and moved to get out of the way of the dead would be thief. She walked over not really hearing the horses comment. Things here had to be documented in her mind for further mention to her uppers. She gave a sigh and couldn't reconize the female before her, but now she had to take care of things on her off time... she better get paid for this... she thought as she moved over to the horse.
"I am perfectly fine, though thanks for asking." she said with a smile as she relized in how much pain she was really in. Her right shoulder ached and needed to be seen too... but hooves didn't make for good hands or paws. She needed to get it looked at... that was when she reilized where she was and what was near her. Her own private garden was only but a stone throw away.
"Follow me... I need to get something on this wound, or it could get infected. No telling what was on her claws." she said with a smile as she started to walk limpping to the small wood located nearby.
This near death brush made her realized just how much life ment to her. She needed to get out and about and live life... not just her job... but that was really her life. "Meh..." she said quitly not really carring if the card heard her.
Turning her head to look at the ace in full did she speak one more time, "I'm Inali, Depudy Sheriff of the Yarrow Gardens." she said with much pride and with a slight nod, "And you are?"
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Post by FlyingPanther on Sept 20, 2008 4:35:12 GMT -5
"My hooves are a bit sharp...." the horse added a bit as if in explination. She wanted to make sure after all, that the other really hadnt been hit with her hooves. Indeed, even if she hadn't struck a killing blow, she could have easily given the fox a concussion. Which wasn't much better. Those sort of things led to comas...She looked the fox over a bit...and was worried by the wounds that her savior had sustained, which reminded her. "Thank you...by the way....Not many people would help someone such as myself..." she said knowingly. Indeed, many wouldn't care about the troubles of an Ace, and it was only thanks to the fox that she had managed to escape the feline's clutches. Suits knows what could have happened to her...
Without any questions, Ginger followed the fox to where she lead. After all, she didn't really know her way back to the city which she was taken from, and she imagined the Fox was her best bet for getting back to Murmur in one piece. Suits, was she going to be furious. The sooner she got to her side...the better. She hadn't expected a formal introduction, and so her ears perked a bit. She might have cocked her head, if it was not firmly cemented in place by her bindings. So she was a Sheriff? Well...that explained why she had made it her business then. "My Master calls me Ginger." she said softly, not really sure how to respond. It was not everyday she was so politely introduced to someone. She was used to not being addressed...just another horse on a cart.
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