Sharptooth RP

Ptyra · **Reply #60 on:** December 23, 2009, 06:29:50 PM

"I can try"

Noname · **Reply #61 on:** December 23, 2009, 06:32:15 PM

"Just give us five minutes of a distraction. That should be plenty of time for me and the boy to do what we have to. If it gets dangerous for you, call it off. Roar to me if you are in big trouble and we'll know to abandon this practice" Rutilas told her. He knew he was the larger, stronger and tougher of them, but his mate was faster on her feet, and. although he wouldn't admit it, she was the smarter of them.

Ptyra · **Reply #62 on:** December 23, 2009, 06:37:51 PM

Whiteclaw nodded. She followed the scent of the threehorns. When she found them grazing, she let out a roar, which startled them all.

Noname · **Reply #63 on:** December 23, 2009, 06:41:53 PM

The threehorn herd began moving to surround their young, and the adults formed a line between the kids and Whiteclaw. Luckily, they did not form a circle, as the attack was all coming from one direction, from a female sharptooth. They did not see Rutilas and Slasher moving up from behind, where there were no adults protecting the kids.

Ptyra · **Reply #64 on:** December 23, 2009, 06:52:02 PM

Whiteclaw began communicating with the others in sharptooth.
"There's very small one at the end of the line. Get that one."

Noname · **Reply #65 on:** December 23, 2009, 07:03:26 PM

(OOC: I won't have Slasher say anything, but for the sake of the plot, I must have him move on.)

Rutilas noticed his son looking at the Threehorns with a mixture of curiosity and fear.

"Go on, boy! Get that small one! You can do it!"

The threehorns were not moving to attack Whiteclaw. Not yet. She still had them spooked. How much longer this would last was anyone's guess.

Ptyra · **Reply #66 on:** December 23, 2009, 07:20:27 PM

Whiteclaw struck out at one of the threehorns that tried to charge. It staggered back, probably repulsed by the stench of her breath.

Noname · **Reply #67 on:** December 23, 2009, 07:24:39 PM

Slasher attacked one of the young threehorns, biting him in the throat. Before it died, it let out a cry of pain, which alerted the other threehorns to Slasher and Rutilas.

"Good kill, son! Now let's get out of here before we're mauled by that herd!"

The father and son ran around the herd, trying to get back to Whiteclaw. The meat from the kill was lost, but Slasher had proven that he could hunt nevertheless. He was proficient for his age, although now the threehorns were mad. Luckily, when Rutilas and Whiteclaw managed to get next to each other again, it made the herd hesitate to attack...except for the alpha male, whose son had just been killed! He charged at the sharpteeth, angry beyond anything he ever had been before.

Ptyra · **Reply #68 on:** December 23, 2009, 09:39:17 PM

Whiteclaw waited for the last possible moment to strike at the charging threehorn. As he came close, she stepped aside and bit him high up the shoulder.

Noname · **Reply #69 on:** December 23, 2009, 09:42:17 PM

Rutilas followed up on the attack with a bite to the opposite shoulder, his teeth easily slicing through the thick flesh. He was cut in the leg by the right horn of the alpha male, but it was only a minor injury. The threehorn now faced the very real possibility of being ripped in to by a pair of predators, each one larger than even himself. He thrashed in desperation and pain, roaring madly, slamming into both mates.

Ptyra · **Reply #70 on:** December 23, 2009, 09:45:31 PM

Whiteclaw managed to break off one of the threehorn's eyehorns as she made an attempt to grab his frill.

Noname · **Reply #71 on:** December 23, 2009, 09:47:22 PM

At this point, all three combatants were bruised and bloody to a degree, but all of the serious injuries were on the threehorn, who soon collapsed due to blood loss. The rest of the herd was stunned. Would they charge? Would they break and run? Or would they keep standing there?

Ptyra · **Reply #72 on:** December 24, 2009, 12:12:54 AM

Whiteclaw gave a warning look to the rest of the threehorns and let out a threatening snarl.

Noname · **Reply #73 on:** December 24, 2009, 01:39:39 AM

Seeing their leader bleeding at the feet of the Sharpteeth, the rest of the herd decided to cut its losses and back off, moving slowly in one, big, massive formation. Even in retreat, it was quite an impressive thing to see a whole herd on the move. And Slasher was uninjured. His parents were sore, but he had learned quite a bit. Altogether, it was a good day for them.

Ptyra · **Reply #74 on:** December 24, 2009, 03:43:28 PM

Whiteclaw moved next to Rutilas and licked a gash near his eye. "I'm not giving a signal." She said bluntly. "I just want to make sure that scratch isn't too bad."

Noname · **Reply #75 on:** December 24, 2009, 04:16:40 PM

Rutilas didn't interpret this as anything more than what she had said. He was too tired to really initiate anything now."I appreciate it, Whiteclaw, but it isn't really anything serious."

Noname · **Reply #76 on:** December 27, 2009, 03:04:23 AM

A few hours later, the family was back at the nest, and night was starting to fall. Slasher had fallen asleep behind them, leaving the two mates with only each other to talk to.

Ptyra · **Reply #77 on:** December 27, 2009, 03:06:47 AM

Whiteclaw nestled close to Rutilas and put her hand over his. "I'm still not giving any signals." She yawned widely. "But that was quite a nice meal." She stretched. "It makes me feel a bit sleepy."

Noname · **Reply #78 on:** December 27, 2009, 03:09:20 AM

Redclaw nuzzled her back, trying not to let his hormones show."I'm glad you liked it Whiteclaw." He didn't move to do anything, but she could smell his hormones raging. He still controlled himself at this time.

Ptyra · **Reply #79 on:** December 27, 2009, 03:12:35 AM

Whiteclaw looked at Slasher with a smile. "He's grown so fast."