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 Watching Food {Open}
Posted: Nov 20 2008, 06:18 PM


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Erilanid and Erisk now fully grown Wher and Handler bot sat watching the Herdbeasts. Erisk thinking about getting some food she was after all interested in eating just not quite yet. She wanted to see what Erisk's was going to do while she waited for him to tell her to go eat already.

Erisk's ok? Erisk worried.Erisk told Erilanid as he sat watching her and the Herbeasts. He was thinking back to all that they had been through the hatching the lessons, the first disastirous hunt that she had gone on.


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Rya Candidate
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Lodor and Lodorsk
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Luna
Posted: Nov 20 2008, 10:57 PM


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Unlike the Amethyst, a large form dived into the corral causing mass panic of the animals within. Laughing in the Wher fashion the Brown was happy to chase the scared creatures more then hunt them. Asha appeared none too soon as one of the large wherries Ask was chasing dodged out of his swiping claws.

I do not think they are having fun, Beloved.

Ask is having fun! Silly food, running everywhere. Jumping over one that had tripped and fallen the Brown went over to a large herdbeast, this time he was no longer playing. Snarling he launched right on top of the screaming beast, fangs sinking into it's neck. With a twist of his neck and might jaws a loud pop could be heard, and the beast falling lifeless to the ground. Proud of himself, Ask strutted with his chest out and tail held high.

Good job Ask. Next time don't play with your food.

Ask's no fun, but is right. Ripping into the flesh the Brown began to happily eat. Turning her gray eyes Asha blinked before smiling over at another Wher pair. She had been so absorbed with Ask she had not noticed them there.

"Good evening! Sorry if you were going to hunt...Ask isn't one to think about if others are around."


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Gothica
Posted: Nov 27 2008, 01:50 AM


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Standing farther off, in a place te two handlers weren't likely to look, Shatrana watched with morbid fascination as Ask destroyed a herdbeast. Just like that. Perfect. Blood staining the ground, the wher relishing his kill... Ah, yes. What a sight. Such power. She grinned wickedly as Ask tore into his prey, not being particularly delicate about it. With something that wild, that powrful at her side, she would never have to sell herself to keep her secret quiet again! In fact... Could a wher tell her what people were saying? That possibiliy stunned Shatrana. She could know what people were saying. She could really know! That would be amazing!

I wonder what its name would be... Shask? No. Taat would be a small bond. She didn't want that. Shatrsk? Mm... Too awkward. Shatrask? Now that was cool sounding. "Shatrask..." she murmered, and giggled. She couldn't hear the name, wasn't that funny? She couldn't hear the name that would let her hear again. Shatrana did a little twirl of happiness. What color would it be? Green, blue, brown, bronze? Not gold, and not a mutant, that was for sure. After all, it was only a green who had run. At least she had the decency to be caught by a bronze, to ensure a big clutch. Speaking of which... When would the fat old green clutch? Shatrana was getting impatient. She wanted her baby! She wanted her bonded!

"Hurry up, whatever-your-handler's-namee-is-sk... Hurry up and clutch..." Shatrana hissed. She watched Ask tear into the herdbeast again, imagining she was in charge of the great brown beast.


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Posted: Nov 27 2008, 07:26 PM


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Ask, good kill. Erisk turn. Erisk said as she too saw the herdbeasts, she was looking forward to catching it and showing that she wasn't a useless Wher, she knew how to kill things and well. Erisk knew that this was going to be fun for her, she was right proud.

She circled the corall carefully waiting and watching for the right moment, when she saw one that looked good she crouched low and with a roar she pounced on the beast. Her powerful jaws snapped the poor beasts neck in one swift movemnt, she growled pleased she had made an excellent kill and enjoyed making such good kills. It pleased her to see the blood spill from the neck of the beast she had killed.

"Evening, Asha right? Impressed Brown Ask? I'm Erilanid Impressed to Amethyst Erisk." Erilanid greeted the other handler, she was kind of cute maybe when Erisk Ran Ask would win. He wouldn't mind sharing a bed with Asha.


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Gothica
Posted: Dec 1 2008, 01:24 AM


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Shatrana hissed her appreciation as the amytheyst stalked, then suddenly turned into a blur of motion, only visible after she delivered the killing strike. "Yes, baby. Good job," she murmered. Such grace... such raw power. To have that under her command! At her disposal! Hah! The very thought was intoxicating. And... Hm. You know, if she didn't Impress at this hatching... Would one of the newly-graduated wherlings Run? Perhaps, even, that amethyst? Wouldn't that be great? So many chances... So many possibilities... Her head was spinning, swimming in a sea of eggs and hatchlings, all the things her darling Shatrask could be. It didn't occur to her even once that she might not Impress. She deserved it! Pern owed it to her, after stealing her hearing.

Hm... Would the chance at a rare color be worth the humiliation of being left Standing? That was a hard question to answer. She honestley didn't know. The Weaver bit her lower lip. She wouldn't be the only one to be left Standing, if that were to happen... After all, the green would clutch six eggs at most... And there were way more Candidates than that. But being left, rejected, among the masses still wasn't too appealing...

"Mmnh!" she gave a grunt of annoyance. Why was she worrying about the clutch when it wasn't even laid yet? This was stupid. Shatrana had never been so excited and nervous about anything in her life. This was her chance! This was her chance to prove she wasn't broken! But for Faranth's sake, why did she have to go on about it like a wherry? "Pull yourself together!" she cried.

Being deaf, she did not realize that this was said loud enough for the handlers to hear, if they were listening.


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Handlers:
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Qinn - The joker - handler of Qisk
Candidates:
Shatrana - The shattered
Melathe - The hunted
Sachbor- The sardonic
Crafters:
Keravin - The dreamer - Healer
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