Badboylover94

The pearl buck wandered into the graveyard, tail dragging like a snake over the fallen leaves gathered on the ground, his purple eyes flicked over the names etched onto the headstones, his head hung in respect for those that had passed before him. Some way away, a tan/white piebald doe has placed some flowers onto two headstones, she bowed her head in respect as well mumbling a quiet prayer. Taffy lifted his head as he heard the quiet mumble of the doe, he politely walked up to her, not wanting to sound rude or nosey he signals to the gravestones and says "i'm sorry for your loss, i'm sure they were great solunos". "To my father they were great." The doe raised her head up to look over at the buck. "According to my father, they were amazing, loving and fearless..." She looked back at gravestones. "I wish I could have meet them when I had the chance as a pup.." She got up on all fours, her peacock feathers rise in order her tail to stretch before the feathers are lowered. She

He waited till she was sat down as well. "Sometimes I have nightmares of things from the past. They aren't like normal nightmares though; it feels like I'm there again sometimes it still does when I wake from them." He explained gently. "I didn't mean to snap at you or kick you. I was dreaming of my introduction, to 'The Pit', the combat ring I was in." After Phoenix lay next to him, her ears perked up at the mention looking at Leon with shock and surprise by this information, she didn't say anything and let Leon continue. He scanned her face for a moment before continuing "This place was not like the coliseum. We were trained to back off, but blood and gore was more acceptable, so was murder. Old fighters were valuable, they wouldn't typically be killed in a fight, unless their performance was fading. Having certain one's fight was a big event, but the crowd loved blood. In the beginning of a night, it was customary for them to toss in pups they'd captured with inexperienced

Sun was setting in the horizon mountains, some wildlife animals rest for the night while others soon awake by dusk. Most creatures, like predators, would earn this opportunity to hunt unsuspecting prey and sometimes at the human's barn. But now everything is strangely quiet all but one creature still roaming the forest. Rieka steadily trended through the vegetation in a quiet step keeping her ears up, normally she is use to roam by day to patrol the fencing lines that is just right next to the forest. Sometimes some coyotes or a fox would try and break in the barn or chicken coop, but Rieka was trained and breed to be smart and was waiting for the predator, or should she say victims, to fall by her fangs. At first her human Frieda was shocked and disagree of her actions when she found the bodies on her porch, but the girl let it go and managed to skin the predators for their pelts either to sale them or save them for incoming winter. But lately things have been...strange, to say at

A candy prairie dove stands on a cliffside, looking over the flowing water. It had been raining heavily for the passed few days. She frowns as she watches all sorts of dabris float around. Cars, boats, other things that the flood decided to take with it. She frowns as her fluffy tail swishes a bit. This was going to be difficult. The water surrounded her. If she did not have feathers or a fluffy tail, this would be easier. Though at some point, the water did slow and become more stagnant. This was a good chance to go in and check out the damage of the nearby town. Leaping into the water, she swims toward the town. Meanwhile Frieda was on one of the yellow rescue boats with a couple of rescues and, ever since this stupid rain started, she *WAS* looking forward for some water for her garden and flowers, but instead it just has to be a freaking hurricane season somewhere down south coming to the north! Phoenix flapped wings as flew above them, ignoring the rain soaking her feathers and

Adler found an obstacle course with first aid kits they were distributed to help, after he told them what happened they gave him one box of the first aid kit and he flew back to Stella's stall. He was surprised to see the carnage from the air they had caused. Shroomies were so small it was easy to forget how much chaos they were capable of. He saw that Leon and Phoenix moved onto the next stall to continue the fight. Frieda was still at Stella's, holding her injury he landed next to her. “Sorry if I took too long, I can bandage you up now.” he said, opening the pack and pulling out a roll of bandages, he held out his hand for her injured arm. “It’s okay Adler.” Frieda said softly as she let the bird man fix her arm, she flinch at the sting of the alcohol, to clean the wounds, but she managed to push back the pain as Alder continued helping her arm. Frieda looked at her Kukuri in deep worry. Phoenix continued to used the white Shroomie she has as a club and helped getting a couple

I have a big thanks to one of my new friends of here, we roleplayed this months Kukuri events. Find her here! whirlawind She and I have fun and I hope we both get each a point or so of this! ---***--- The sun had just set, but unlike usual the town was abuzz with activity. The festival of death had just begun. The festival took place at the bottom of the tallest mountain, there were paths lined with stands decorated with paint and lights. Each stand was a little different, with most being filled with food, while others had games or trinkets. Wild and tame Kukuri were there mingling while handlers were nearby the wild Kukuri knew they would be left in peace by them and were unafraid. Leon was with Adler that night, he typically went on his own, but Adler had come with a large basket of orange flowers as an offering, Adler was a fairly tall man with feathered legs and large spotted wings. He was a man of pale complexion with a thin build and horns. His hair was shaved aside from the

(Takes place months of Frieda and Moonshadow bonding through out the first three seasons and on to the winter season of the migration.) Moonshadow walked through the snowy field trying to find any sign of where the Rukaan heard went. Her handler had just let her go after Moonshadow felt, what the elf caretaker called, ‘The Pull’, apparently all Rukaans felt this and it’s also the call of the Winter Migration. The first year Rukaans get so restless that sometimes they breakout and run off, though there is a chance that they may come back but other times they don’t comeback at all. Moonshadow was thankful that she didn’t had any since to runaway from her handler, Frieda. She as been so nice and made sure the female was greatly taken care of, she is also the only friend Frieda could ever have. But that didn’t fight her instincts and desire to be restless she’s been feeling. Moonshadow’s old caretaker, the elf, had came by and check on them, the elf also noticed how reckless the female