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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 22, 2018 0:58:26 GMT -5
Sirhaan stands there, confused. “What.. the hell.”
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MoonSong/Ezrah
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Post by MoonSong/Ezrah on Dec 22, 2018 1:02:10 GMT -5
Seeing her interior begin to freeze, she lunges forward and yanks on his tail. "My home, ursus!" She then timidly steps almost in front of him and pushes his snout in the direction of the enemy with her nose. "On the log!" She whispers as if it will jump at her should she speak to loud.
Should he take a closer look, he would see a venomous red widow spider. The spider waves it's two frontal legs in the air as if to say, "fuck you, goat dog!"
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Ursüs ᚦᛖ᛫ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ
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Leave 'em face down, disgraced, beaten and bloody at the bottom of the grave they dug for you.
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Post by Ursüs ᚦᛖ᛫ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ on Dec 22, 2018 1:08:17 GMT -5
The torrent of ice stops as Ursus stands totally still and silent. The ice begins to fade into a mist that rolls out of the den, yet Ursus has not moved. He's just standing there, looking dumbfounded. "This. This is the source of allll this commotion? Our brave. Mighty MoonSong who at times thinks she can take down her frozen king, is afraid of this tiny, insignificant thing?" Ursus sighs heavily as he strolls towards it and fries it with a small zap of lightening. "There. The deed has been done. Is there anything else our delicate little flower needs before I go end my suffering?" Ursus says wearily.
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 22, 2018 1:13:22 GMT -5
Sirhaan tries her best to hold back her laughter, she calms herself and walks up to them. “Are you alright now Moonsong?”
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MoonSong/Ezrah
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Post by MoonSong/Ezrah on Dec 22, 2018 1:15:10 GMT -5
MoonSong still stands in a very timid and submissive posture. Her head was hung low as a single long high pitched whimper. The spider curses Ursus out, saying obscenities and rude gestures...well...as rude as a spider can get, before it poofs with Ursus' zap. Haven't moved from her position, she shakes her head no and thanks him with a small voice, and gives Sirhaan a small nuzzling poke as a form of reassurance.
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Ursüs ᚦᛖ᛫ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ
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Post by Ursüs ᚦᛖ᛫ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ on Dec 22, 2018 1:17:21 GMT -5
Ursus sighs and calms himself before giving MoonSong a small smile. "Hey... It's alright. We are all afraid of something right? Next time just... Try to remember to tell me its a spider ok? And maybe try not to freak out as bad? I'll kill it its not a problem, I just don't need to get a heart attack in the process."
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MoonSong/Ezrah
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Post by MoonSong/Ezrah on Dec 22, 2018 1:25:38 GMT -5
"Sorry." She apologies, not telling them the reason she was traumatized as a cub. She never grew out of the fear. "I panicked. Couldnt think." She swallows and tries to go back to her confident self, even though she still trembled. "So next time the fat goat wannabe doesnt have to catch his breath after getting up?" She taunts.
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Ursüs ᚦᛖ᛫ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ
Jarl
Leave 'em face down, disgraced, beaten and bloody at the bottom of the grave they dug for you.
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Post by Ursüs ᚦᛖ᛫ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ on Dec 22, 2018 1:29:01 GMT -5
"Its alright its alright not a worry!" Ursus says calmly despite the shade tossed his way. "By the way... There's a bunch of baby spiders in your fur." And begins to walk of, smirking once his face is out of sight.
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Post by MoonSong/Ezrah on Dec 23, 2018 12:55:13 GMT -5
As Ursus walks out the den, all that can be heard is a screech, followed by a blinding green dischatge as the den was lit up.
End.
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