Sharptooth RP

Noname · **on:** December 15, 2009, 12:01:37 AM

A mated pair of sharpteeth, the same kind as Chomper, rested in the wilderness.

The first to wake was Rutilas, a large male with yellow eyes, a red hide with a yellow underside, and a very strong jaw, even by his kind's standards. He was the larger of the two of them by a fair margin.

Rutilas got up and sniffed the air, hoping to find some traces of food. He found none. He looked next to him and saw his mate, Whiteclaw. She was still asleep.

Ptyra · **Reply #1 on:** December 15, 2009, 12:29:52 AM

Whiteclaw was not quite as asleep as Rutilas thought. She just dozed, half awake and half asleep. She was white with a pale yellow belly and soles, slightly smaller than Rutilas, and had three black stripes racing horizontally down her back behind her waist.

Noname · **Reply #2 on:** December 15, 2009, 12:33:09 AM

Rutilas got up, stretched his legs, and looked around. He could see no prey, either. Looking on the ground, he found no tracks, save for those of himself and his mate. He could smell her scent lingering in the air around them... but no other creature was close enough for him to smell...

"I hope she'll be fine with the food situation." he thought to himself.

Ptyra · **Reply #3 on:** December 15, 2009, 12:45:33 AM

Whiteclaw shifted and opened her eyes. She yawned and flipped on belly, then pushed herself off the ground. "I see you're up." She said, swishing her tail.

Noname · **Reply #4 on:** December 15, 2009, 12:49:08 AM

"Yeah I'm up. Still a bit tired." He replied. He gave his mate a "good morning" nuzzle. "Did you sleep okay?" She was usually the one who had a better night's sleep. The swishing of her tail pushed her scent towards him. A scent he really liked... but now was not the time to think of such things.

metadude1234 · **Reply #5 on:** December 15, 2009, 01:35:30 AM

Meanwhile a few kilometers away a young teenaged sharptooth named Rex was searching the surrounding area for a meal but all he had found were small lizards and some bugs. "uh...if i stay hungry any longer i'm gonna have to start eating the vegetation...". Rex made an extremely funny looking face at the thought of eating plants. "back to searching...."

Noname · **Reply #6 on:** December 15, 2009, 01:48:49 AM

The valley they were in was not devoid of prey, yet the leafeaters were understandably afraid to get anywhere near the predators they knew lived with them. Even in a valley full of walking food, a sharptooth still had to struggle to fill his belly... and when he finally caught the prey, it often fought back...

brekclub85 · **Reply #7 on:** December 15, 2009, 08:45:51 AM

Slasher, Whiteclaw and Rutilus's youngest son, about 8-9 in human years, had just woken up.

"Morning mom, morning dad, what's for breakfast?" Slasher asked.

Ptyra · **Reply #8 on:** December 15, 2009, 06:51:11 PM

Whiteclaw rubbed Slasher's nose gently. "There isn't anything in sight yet, dear." She said gently.

Noname · **Reply #9 on:** December 15, 2009, 07:11:06 PM

"I'll start looking for something." Rutilas replied. He was a very good hunter... his mate would grant him that. He was lucky that Slasher was still very small... otherwise, feeding him this morning would be a harder task indeed. He hadn't asked for a child... he just mated his mate. Still... he was glad that it was a boy... every adult male should have a boy, he thought... someone to call "my boy"... he liked the sound of that.

Ptyra · **Reply #10 on:** December 15, 2009, 07:17:00 PM

"I'll keep watch around here, then." Whiteclaw said, dropping her tail loosely.

brekclub85 · **Reply #11 on:** December 15, 2009, 07:22:19 PM

"So daddy's going to get breakfast?" Slasher asked his mom

Noname · **Reply #12 on:** December 15, 2009, 07:22:57 PM

Rutilas was in good hunting form today. He shook off the last bits of sleep which still clung to his mind, and moved on with his goal."I should be able to bring down a four-legged one... hmm... maybe that threehorn I saw earlier." He thought to himself. After passing through the soft grass, Rutilas came upon some trees, in which he caught the scent of a threehorn grazing on some bushes. It was a younger female, just into adulthood for maybe a year or two. She was alone and unaware that a predator was about to bear down on her...

Rutilas struck! Biting just behing her napeshield, he managed to bring her down with a minimum of effort for such a kill; a spine-shattering bite. A lucky kill. Food for the whole family. The hard part would be to drag it back... she wasn't light to move. Now maybe his mate would be in a better mood... she had given him a piece of her mind last night for his advances...

Dragging to corpse back to his mate and Slasher, Rutilas proudly proclaimed "We have threehorn!."

Ptyra · **Reply #13 on:** December 15, 2009, 07:28:28 PM

(Crud, I'm imagining Cera

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Whiteclaw motioned Slasher to the corpse. "Well, that didn't take long, dear." She looked up at him with a smile. It was not a "signal for permission", but a token of her gratitude. But she had a feeling that Rutilas didn't know that. "Go a head, son." She said to Slasher.

Noname · **Reply #14 on:** December 15, 2009, 07:31:27 PM

And he didn't get it. Rutilas was strong, fast, and tough, all good qualities for a sharptooth to have... but he wasn't very smart. He wasn't about to make a scene in front of his son, but he took the signal the wrong way...

After taking several mouthfuls of meat, he moved over to his mate, nuzzled her, and whispered in her ear, so Slasher couldn't hear him "Nice to see you are in 'the mood' When slasher goes off to play, do you want to-."

brekclub85 · **Reply #15 on:** December 15, 2009, 07:39:49 PM

"Thank you daddy," Slasher waved as he went off to find his friends.

Ptyra · **Reply #16 on:** December 15, 2009, 10:03:56 PM

Whiteclaw growled grumpily and smacked Rutilas' heels with her tail. "Not in the mood." She said simply.

Noname · **Reply #17 on:** December 15, 2009, 10:08:16 PM

"Oh, come one! I got you some food, didn't I? Doesn't that make up for the stuff I said last night? It wasn't anything I didn't just tell you... and Slasher isn't around to look..." He may have been pressuring her too much, but he had some reason to do so. Her pheromones excited him, and just being near her at the right time made his blood pressure increase and muscles tense up... as if ready to mate on the spot. He hardly noticed the slight pain in his heels. Still, the rational part of his mind reminded him that she wasn't ready for it now, come back later... still... the other parts of him outvoted the intelligent part this time...

Ptyra · **Reply #18 on:** December 15, 2009, 10:38:31 PM

White claw took some meat in her jaws and threw it at Rutilas' nose. "No is no!"

Noname · **Reply #19 on:** December 15, 2009, 10:49:28 PM

He was going to give it once last shot... this was a very bad idea, but his loins told his brain that if this didn't work, they'd try again later tonight...