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Post by Emily Coleman on Dec 20, 2012 13:08:12 GMT -4
Tulisa
I watched disdaintfully as Hazel ran circles around the crumbling stone pillar. "Mummy says not to play around that. It can fall and kill you" I said coolly.
Hazel
"Mum don't know we're here, does she?!" I shrieked as a bird took off from the short pillar and landed on a wobbly vine running from 2 long and dangerous looking towers. I eyed them interestingly. "They have stairs" I grin at my twin, who looks away, disgusted. "Mummy says never to go near them. Apparently, that is where Aunty Margarita died ... she fell off of the top of them" Tulisa answered. "But we won't go RIGHT to the top ... i think" I laughed, head thrown up to look at the top of the bumpy towers.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Jan 20, 2013 6:17:53 GMT -4
OOC- Maybe Cray can teach them to fight in this one.
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Post by Nami on Jan 26, 2013 9:27:38 GMT -4
OOC-- Sure!
Cray walked silently up behind them, his gaze cold on the young twin cubs. "And what..." he said, knowing they'd start, "do you think you are doing?" he asked, his voice icy and rumbling.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Jan 29, 2013 4:47:47 GMT -4
The cubs faces lit up and they careened into their uncle.
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Post by Nami on Jan 29, 2013 15:55:31 GMT -4
Cray stood firm as the cubs plowed into him. He couldn't help but smile, which always look a bit evil on his face. He lined them up and made them stand straight. "Ready for your first lesson?" he asked, looking down at them from his nose.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Jan 30, 2013 12:37:01 GMT -4
Nodding vigorously, the cubs lifted their tails and smiled
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Post by Nami on Mar 6, 2013 10:31:30 GMT -4
"Okay, let's get started. Stand tall with your paws spread shoulder width apart." He growled, waiting for them to do as he instructed.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Mar 9, 2013 17:04:51 GMT -4
Hazel managed this easily, suiting the pose as if she was born to be in it. Tulisa barely managed and snapped a claw in her struggle.
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Post by Nami on Mar 16, 2013 22:57:45 GMT -4
Cray helped Tulisa as best he could, pointing and poking her with his snout. After he was satisfied he finally nodded. "Good, now get down low in a crouch position." he instructed, showing them what he wanted them to do.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Mar 18, 2013 13:51:58 GMT -4
Again, Hazel easily got into position, but Tulisa flopped down onto her tummy and howled un-gracefully. "I can't do this! It's too hard! I don't want to fight. A princess should never fight!" Tulisa yelled. "Be quiet, spoiled brat" Hazel said. "Excuse me?" Tulisa growled and pounced on Hazel. In one swift move, Hazel had her sister pinned to the ground by the neck.
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Post by Nami on Mar 18, 2013 17:57:20 GMT -4
Cray allowed their fight to take place, he saw all sort-lived brawls to be good experiences and learning moments while in training. Mostly for the lesson that emotion should never been the source of power, only a small fuel source. Training, disciplined and the desire to conquer should be the main sources of power.
Cray easily pulled Hazel off Tulisa and placed her next to him, so that he blocked their main path towards each other. "Now that your little fight is over, Hazel, I'd like you to stand up on the crumbled pillar over there." He instructed, pointing with his snout to a small pillar, the remains of it's full high scattered around it so that they made perfect stepping stones for someone to reach the top. "Once you're up there, practice your balance, changing your two new positions every few moments."
Cray turned back towards Tulisa and said quietly, "Come with me." as he began to lead her down the cracked and overgrown pathway, just out of Hazel's main line of sight.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Mar 20, 2013 15:31:33 GMT -4
Hazel bounded over to the pillar, eager to work.
Tulisa followed her uncle, sulking and looking down.
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Post by Nami on Mar 20, 2013 17:59:25 GMT -4
Cray's claws clattered against the cold stones, as he led his little niece away from her sister. "Now, everyone has their special talents, and maybe your's in combat will come later but--I don't want you to get upset. It's you're first day of training you'll get the hang of it." He was awkward when it came to encouragement but he tried his best.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Mar 22, 2013 15:17:43 GMT -4
"I dont want to find, but. I want to be a princess, not a fierce warrior or whatever. Hazel's your girl if you want that" I stared at my uncle stonily and sniffed.
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Post by Nami on Mar 23, 2013 19:22:07 GMT -4
"Well... I respect that." He said, "If you'd rather be more into the importance of being a princess--that by all means, do that. You can't make someone into a warrior. Its born with in you." He explained.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Mar 23, 2013 19:23:31 GMT -4
"I dont have the guts" A tear rolled down my face. Hazel came bounding up and nuzzled me and then pounced on me. "MOVE!" I screamed at her, fury lighting in my eyes. I slammed her into the ground, yanked her up, and had her dangling fiercly in my jaws seconds later.
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Post by Nami on Mar 23, 2013 19:29:29 GMT -4
Cray snarled and pulled Tulisa away from her sister. "STOP!" He snarled, pulling them apart.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Mar 23, 2013 19:32:02 GMT -4
"I've had enough of her! I'll tear her apart!" Tulisa sobbed angrily. Hazel got up, stunned, paw rising to the small wound in her throat. "Wow. Never knew you had it in you, weakling" She laughed and then danced between Cray's sturdy legs. "Tulisa could have killed me, Uncle Cray" Knowing she was the favourite, Hazel sooked up to the boss.
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Post by Nami on Mar 23, 2013 19:49:30 GMT -4
Cray growled at Hazel but relieved that she wans't hurt. "I'm going to call your mother." he threatened, howling for her as he made sure to stand between the two cubs.
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Post by Emily Coleman on Mar 23, 2013 19:51:02 GMT -4
I came running as soon as i heard my brother's call. I nudged him aside and breathed a grateful sigh of relief as my cubs rushed to meet me. "Thank god your okay!" I gasped. "What's wrong, brother?" I nuzzled Cray properly.
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