Part of Me [Zaida]

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Atoyo just needed to escape for a few hours. The sun had already sunk below the horizon, leaving behind a darkened, seemingly ominous Anikira. During the lit hours of the day, Yahvi had officially created the pack now known as Osani. It had been an intensely stressful experience for the brute, who wasn't used to feeling so exposed in the broad daylight of Nyjoro Hills. He assumed that his mother and sisters were regaining their energy by sleeping somewhere nearby. However, that wasn't where the large black brute was. He had snuck away from the small group of travelers a short time ago. The brute wasn't worried about the three females missing him. He often made these small escapes, and although his mother was occasionally disappointed in the young wolf for being so "foolish," Atoyo didn't care. Yahvi had once told him the legends of the great Zozyr's Glory, and Atoyo was intent on witnessing such beauty and serenity while also feeling a prodigious rush of adrenaline. He was going to climb down the rocky side of the immense cliffs, and nobody was going to stop him.

The moon shone brighter than usual above the dark colored male as he neared Zozyr's Glory, and a myriad of glowing stars surrounded the large, whitish yellow globe. Dark, ghastly clouds were also scattered across the night sky. Four giant paws thudded against the grassy dirt beneath them that was gradually transforming into a hard, rocky floor with little to no greenery thriving there as the canine grew even closer to the cliffs that looked out over the ocean. Every minute or so, he would stop his travels in order to squint his brown orbs and search the area for any stalking enemies, while also perking his audits in order to hear any sudden noises that may belong to a lurking creature. Being alone, Atoyo knew to be extra observant of his surroundings. There was no chance that the brute doubted his fighting and killing capabilities in any way, but it was just the paranoia seeping into his brain. He was, in his mind, the most efficient fighter in his family. The others were females who were each much smaller than he was. Additionally, he was the one who worked the hardest at improving his techniques each and every day. That was what he was planning to do when he finally reached the edge of the continent - he would be practicing balance while in combat tonight.

When the Glory was finally in sight, the male picked up the pace and sprinted to the very edge of the cliff. As he skidded a bit to a complete stop, a few loose pebbles were tossed over the the edge and he watched as they cascaded downwards, bouncing spontaneously off of different ledges and rocks until they finally plummeted into the roaring ocean below. A huge smirk came upon the brute's face, who was imagining the pebbles as one of his many victims. This sparked excitement inside of him, and his body began to tremble not in fear, but in anticipation. He planned on making his way about halfway down the cliff before practicing a few of his favorite fighting strategies on a ledge, testing his focus and balance while also giving him an excuse to leave behind his stressful life for two hours at least. After seeking out a fairly simple path to where he wanted to be, he hopped down to the first rocky ledge. At first, he thought he had felt something shift beneath his weight, but he quickly forced the thought out of his brain and continued down the cliff.

During this time, Atoyo was blessed with something he was not usually given: time to think. His thoughts raced from topic to topic, but he mostly thought about the biggest copetitor in his life right now. This was his sister, Zaida. She was constantly pestering him by indirectly showing off how "wonderful" she was and how much better of a fighter she was than him. A harsh laugh erupted from his mouth, as if any bitch like her was a better fighter than he. How ridiculous. However, the smaller wolfess somehow managed to beat him in sparring sometimes. A small burst of anger erupted inside of him, which caused him to make the wrong footing as he leaped over to yet another ledge. Part of the boulderish thing couldn't withstand the force of his mighty weight, but instead of avoiding it, he unknowingly jumped directly on top of it. The loose rocks fell out from beneath his back legs, and his front paws lashed out at a nearby ledge in hysteria and scrambled to pull himself up. Shaking his head, the brute cleared his thoughts. If he wanted to come out of this training alive, he needed to be totally focused and calm. Slower now, Atoyo continued to descend towards the crashing waves below. He was almost at the ledge that he had found earlier and had abruptly decided that it was the one he would train atop of.

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tags :: @zaida
muse :: Could be better.
notes :: I'm really excited for this thread. (:

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The sky was dark, and the moon dim, as the silent huntress swiftly and silently moved across the short grass. As the sun began to set, she had spied her brother, Atoyo, wandering off. This was not unusual for him, though their mother thought it was quite foolish to wander off, alone, with no mission in mind. Sometimes, Zaida would follow him, usually without his knowledge, to watch. He oftentimes practiced new techniques, or battle moves, or fight tactics in these private excursions. Zaida watched him often enough to keep her knowledge of his fighting capabilities in good condition. She appreciated a challenge, and Atoyo was really her only challenge. Because of this, she didn't follow him often, because she wanted to be surprised sometimes. In this way, she kept her mind quite sharp. If Atoyo took her by surprise, she would very quickly analyze the tactic and the best way to defend against or deflect it. Her mind did this constantly, it was almost second nature. Almost like breathing. Therefore, she let him surprise her often enough to keep her mind from falling into a fog of habit. She did this to keep her wits sharp, her mind quick, and her reaction instantaneous. She also loved the thrill of a challenge, and having one kept her from being bored.

Tonight, Zaida followed Atoyo after a few minutes, following his scent with ease. After a couple of minutes, she figured out where he was headed, and only followed his scent to keep from coming up on his side and therefore letting him see her. Following Atoyo was not hard; he was usually so caught up in his thoughts or his paranoia, that escaping his constant vigil was an easy measure. Well, it was easy at least for Zaida, who had learned at a very early age the importance of absolute silence in stalking, even through the roughest terrains. She considered herself the best, despite her fluffy white coat. She knew how to quickly and silently hide if need be. But with Atoyo, he would never look directly behind him, relying on his ears to tell him of danger in that area. Therefore, Zaida did not try to conceal herself. She could soon tell that Atoyo was beginning to speed up, but she kept her mild trot. After a couple of minutes, the short grass began to turn to dirt, and then shortly afterwards, she felt small pebbles underneath her paws. Very soon, the pebbles became rocks, and grew in size until she could only feel stone beneath her paws. However, instead of picking up the pace, she slowed to a cautious walk. A hundred meters in front of her, she saw Atoyo, dashing towards the cliffs. She mentally chuckled. Such a pup sometimes, she thought as she watched him skid to a stop at the very edge, his front paws half off the cliff. He stopped a minute, watching the pebbles he had knocked off the cliff fall. Zaida cautiously approached, silent as ever, until she was close enough to see a gargantuan smirk slowly form on the male's maw. She imagined an evil glint coming into his eyes and smirked herself.

As she watched, Atoyo stood gazing down the cliff side. Zaida had come to a complete and silent stop about fifty feet from the wolf. Then, seemingly out of no where, though Zaida had observed the very slight shifting of his weight and the slight lift of his skull, the male disappeared at an angle down the side of the cliff face. Zaida quickly reached the edge of the cliff, though careful to maintain her balance and silence. She watched as he paused for half a second on the first rocky ledge that he had jumped down to, and Zaida watched as he made the slightest shift of his weight as the ledge beneath him made the tiniest shift beneath his enormous weight. She watched him continue to descend, allowing herself to descend as well, though she chose more sturdy ledges, and was therefore able to descend much quicker and quieter than her brother. He was obviously very deep in thought, Zaida realized, as a harsh laugh erupted from his maw. She smiled, wandered where his thoughts were. Her querie was almost immediately answered as she silently hopped down to the ledge right above him and heard a very quiet growl come from him. Ahh.. she thought, immediately knowing that his thoughts were surrounding herself. A mocking smile plastered itself on her maw, as she reveled in the fact that she was such a fierce competitor to her brother, that she annoyed and angered him even in private! Or, at least, what he thought was private.

Zaida was just beginning to wander if he was thinking of a specific battle that she had beat him in, or if he was just angry that she had ever beaten him, when she watched Atoyo, in his anger, jump onto a ledge that was clearly cracked and weak. The rock broke beneath his hind legs, and he let out a quiet yelp of hysteria as his front legs scratched at the ledge. He somehow got himself back onto the ledge, but his breathing remained heavy. The big wolf shook his head, slowed his breathing, and began continuing his descent. But Zaida was quicker than her brother. As soon as she had seen the rocks fall away from his back legs, and had heard his yelp of hysteria, on the ledge just below her, she had decided to provoke him. She knew that she could awaken his anger very easily, especially if she taunted him again and again for his careless move, and his frantic attempts to heave his large body into safety. This would put the battle in Zaida's favor, and she thought that she could win, though maybe not easily, considering the terrain of the battle.

Quickly, as Atoyo scrambled frantically, claws scraping, onto a new ledge, a mocking laugh escaped the wolfess's jaws. She opened her mouth wide, letting the barky laugh out with full force. She made sure to make it as mocking and taunting as she could. It was unnecessarily loud, but Zaida wanted to make sure that Atoyo felt it, and was very much angered. At the same moment that she laughed, she lithely jumped down onto his ledge, landing on his back. She quickly nipped his neck, but not without drawing a little blood, and then jumped off before he could react. She landed in front of him, laughing once again with unnecessary loudness, and wheeled to face him. As she bunched up her muscles, readying herself for his sure and instant attack, she barked out laughingly, Oh, Atoyo, did you need lessons on balance and silence from the master of such arts?

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Tags: @atoyo
OOC: Yeah, me too! c: this is gonna be AWE. SOME. lol by the way, isn't Zaida so mean? xD but, meh, I guess it comes with the whole "no heart, no soul, no emotion" thing, huh? Don't keep me waiting too long or I might have to stalk you >:3

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The brutish male was engulfed in complete peacefulness so far on that night, minus his small slip-up. Sure, he wasn't as graceful as his sisters; Atoyo knew this. Of course, one day he would be as balanced as his female counterparts, but for now, he accepted this. What he lacked in coordination, he made up for with pure strength and exquisite fighting capabilities. He stored away several secretive killing techniques in his knowledge, never daring to practice them on his siblings or mother. He knew he needed to save these intricate killing procedures for a time when he would truly need to battle with or murder one or more of his family members in order to improve his own life. The canine was well aware that his sisters sometimes spied on his individual training sessions. It became obvious that this was true whenever Zaida or Far easily defended themselves from one of Atoyo's new strategies that he had never tested on them before. For this reasons, he continued to practice on his own, but was careful to only practice his majorly important killing maneuvers when he was one hundred percent sure that he was far away from any of his female traveling members. If he even had the smallest sliver of doubt in his solitude, he would simply do strength training, or, like tonight, practice a specialized skill such as balance.

A short time after Atoyo had lost his footing miserably, a blood curdling laugh pierced his hearing. Immediately, the camouflaged black male whipped his head around to face the origin of the noise while roaring out a truly intimidating snarl only to catch a quick glimpse of a snowy white mass soaring towards his muscular back before feeling its weight crash on top of him. A short, acute pain on the back of his neck followed, but he did not give his attacker the slightest satisfaction of even a tiny wince because of the rage that was now flowing through his body. "Damn you, Zaida!" Atoyo growled loudly, quite certain of the identity of the smaller white wolf who had now jumped off of him and onto the rocky ledge before him. The bitch was laughing mockingly again and barking taunting words as she whirled to face her brother. He instantly lunged for her, his jaws snapping at her face and his body weight heading towards her at full force in an attempt to fully knock her over. Zaida had turned her head away from his incoming teeth, saving her pretty face from possibly permanent scars and instead receiving a sharp bite to her left ear. The brute hoped that she would have a permanent nick in her audit, but he hadn't had the time to assess the damage before barreling into the wolfess. She was lucky the ledge that the two wolves were standing on was fairly large compared to some of the others and quite strong too.

However, Zaida was a bit sturdier than the brute had expected and was merely caught slightly off balance by his blow. Being the quick reactor that he was, Atoyo managed to get a decent hold of the white colored female's shoulder between his razor sharp rows of teeth, but released his hold of her just as quickly as he had gotten a hold of her. He left behind a somewhat deep puncture wound that immediately began to trickle out a stream of blood. All he wanted was to inflict pain on his bitch of a sister, not get her into a death grip where he refused to let go. It was rare that he purposefully harmed Far or Zaida anyway, for he felt almost responsible for them in some way. He was the only male in the family and therefore (in his mind anyway), he needed to physically protect his smaller sisters. But, on this cool autumn night, the young femme deserved the pain. What made her think that it was a good idea to sneak up on her mighty kin like that? 'Foolish Zaida, you will pay.'

Taking a small step back from the green eyed female, Atoyo bared his slightly bloodied teeth and flattened his ears to the back of his head. His fierce eyes showed no sign of mercy, and neither would his ager. "You're not wanted here, bitch. Why don't you go creeping on someone else? he growled deeply, his muscles flexing threateningly. Atoyo was not afraid of his sister. If this was some sort of sick humor of hers, he wanted no part of it. He had come to Zozyr's Glory for some sort of refuge from all other wolves. Zaida was no exception. Then, he answered his previous question hostilely, "Oh, I almost forgot! You creep on me because its the only way you can beat me. Without your spying, which I like to call cheating, there's no way you could win -- and that's a fact." Atoyo's anger was growing at an increased rate now. He could barely contain his strong yearning to rip the white canine to shreds.

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Tags: @zaida
Muse: Pretty good, not great near the end though.

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Zaida smiled gleefully as she heard her brother snarl, Damn you, Zaida!, and watched him lunge at her. She smiled, her eyes narrowing, her muscles still bunched up. Right after she finished tauntingly asking him her question, he snarled and lunged for her. His teeth snapped at her face, however this was not unusual for her brother. He hated how beautiful she was, and she often thought that his mind was roving over her to find the best place to scar her. Quickly, Zaida turned her face away, but caught a nip in her left ear. He pulled, and she felt her ear tear slightly, but nothing that wouldn't heal quickly. Suddenly, however, as Zaida has thought that he would turn and try to attack her again, he charged into her body. Zaida had half-turned to meet the attack that she expected, and because of that, his head butted into her shoulder, and not her stomach. She was only slightly imbalanced by his charge, because she had been caught off-guard, and Atoyo didn't move her very much. Zaida smiled viciously as she felt her brother quickly grab her shoulder in his jaws and puncture her skin. She felt his teeth dig into her skin, and then he released her before he bounded away and wheeled to face her. Zaida shivered with anticipation, not feeling her wounds in the least. Atoyo flattened his ears, and bared his tainted fangs. His eyes were fierce and angry, with no mercy in them. She narrowed her eyes upon him and smiled wickedly. Perfect. Then Atoyo snarled between his teeth, You're not wanted here, bitch. Why don't you go creeping on someone else? Atoyo growled and flexed his muscles. Fool. Zaida thought, as she prepared to attack him. She vaguely heard him answer his own question in a hostile tone. She did, however, gauge the rage that kept building up inside of him at an increasingly quick rate. She knew that the red-hot anger was beginning to turn his vision red even before she moved.

As soon as he had begun his last statement, Zaida had turned her head and snapped her jaws viciously across his maw, hopefully leaving a scar across it. She laughed again, and then jumped away to his left. But before he could lunge at her, she jumped across his back, wheeled, and bit into the fur at his right hind-quarter, keeping her body faced away from him so that he couldn't get in a bite while her head was turned. Biting deeply, Zaida could taste his blood upon her tongue. She, too, quickly released him, and watched the red blood begin to flow from his dark coat. Drip, drip. Zaida's sensitive audits picked up the sound of her own blood dripping onto the stone ledge beneath the two wolves. But Zaida would not make the fight easy, so she turned in a half second, before he could get at her, and jumped to another ledge. This ledge was only half the size, and would therefore not hold both wolves unless they were locked in combat, bodies pressed close together. It would be a very dangerous ledge should one of the wolves lose their footing, and Zaida chose it for that purpose. She quickly turned, knowing that he would quickly follow her. As if Atoyo would need anything to motivate him to attack her again, Zaida taunted him once more. Oh Atoyo, don't be a fool. Do you really think that you can anger me? When was the last time that I felt any emotion, hmm? Oh, that's right. The last time I felt emotion was that one day, when we were a year and a half, that day that I proved myself a worthy fighter. Zaida paused, letting her works since in, and smiled cruelly. You know, I don't think you remember that day correctly, or even clearly, Atoyo. Perhaps you need a reminder? And with that, Zaida snarled viciously, just begging him to attack her.

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Tags: @atoyo
OOC: GAH. Sorry this is so bad D: I don't know where my muse went....it ran away. come back! I power-played him a little, I hope you don't mind c: you weren't on for me to ask and I didn't want to leave my crappy post half-done xD If you want me to change it, just tell me<3

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Atoyo mentally shook his head, very much disappointed in Zaida's behavior. He observed her smug smile after she had succeeded in instigating the anger that now boiled inside of him, ready to explode at any moment. Why did she think this was such an achievement? By now she should know that when her brother is angered to such an extent, he cannot control his actions in the slightest. The unusually beautiful femme was digging herself too deep underneath the brute's skin. She was going to get hurt badly, and Atoyo knew it. He offered her one last warning growl that was low and emotionless, not wanting to hurt his sister any further - though he would never reveal this form of weakness to her. The less Zaida knew, the better because the male's feelings about his competitive sister were much too complex to explain to any wolf. He would always detest her for ever defeating him in battle, and he obviously felt as if he was superior to her, which he was. But, in a strange way, Atoyo sort of liked, maybe even loved, his smaller female family member a little bit. She always pushed him to become better, so in a way she was partially responsible for his greatness. The frazzled canine quickly pushed this realization aside though, for there were more important matters to be dealt with right now.

Atoyo was caught mid-sentence with a vicious snap from his provoking sister. Her fangs grazed the brute's muzzle, leaving behind a shallow cut running from the tip of his nose to halfway down the right side of his maw. The smell of hot, sticky blood suddenly filled the black male's already foggy senses. An almost hiss-like growl that caused his entire body to rumble with the noise escaped his throat, just begging the wolfess for more - daring her to make another stupid move. His plead was answered quite instantaneously with Zaida using his back yet again as some kind of vault and landing behind him. As Atoyo whipped around to face her, he felt her teeth sink painfully into his hindquarters. His jaws clenched tightly and his claws instinctively tried to dig into the ground, though the solid rock precluded this from happening. A small pool of his blood started to soak through his dense night-colored pelt. A similar type of pool was forming on the rocky ledge that the two canines were standing on, the only exception being that two wolves' blood was mixing together down there.

Zaida's next move was totally predictable. She had decided to hop over to a smaller, less sturdy ledge that was most certainly going to prove a difficult place for battle. Perfect. Atoyo's sister's pestering taunts only managed to make him more ruthless with his next words. "Oh, poor little Zaida, how you wish you could relive that day. Sadly, I have only grown stronger since that time long ago, and you have remained the same. Weak. Forgettable. In the background," he replied hastily. Another smirk appeared upon his now bloodied muzzle. The drip-drop of blood plummeting off of his snout simply added to the effect. Atoyo knew how much Zaida cared about being 'remembered' and 'in the spotlight.' He also believed that fame and recognition would be a nice reward for his work someday, though it seemed pointless for him to worry about receiving such treatment. He was already destined to be great, so why dwell on it?

The brute waited a moment for his hopefully irritating words to sink in before making his next move. Although the brute was sure he wouldn't receive a rage-filled reaction from his rock hard, seemingly emotionless sister. But, he did hope that his statement irked her just a little bit. Enough to transform this little battle into a nearly full-scale, passionate fight. The male's muscles tensed slightly before launching off of his ledge using his powerful hind legs, sending him sailing through the air towards Zaida. However, his jump was too short to reach her tiny ledge, and his outward leap began to turn into a downwards fall - just as he had planned. He landed on a large ledge a few feet below hers, and in less than a second he had sprinted to the other end of it and leaped - as gracefully as he could - upwards onto the minuscule ledge that now supported two immensely sized wolves. Only, he hadn't landed in front of her as she had probably expected him to do.

Now, with the two siblings pressed against each other snugly just to fit on the new ledge, it would be nearly impossible for Zaida to pivot around to face her brother. Quickly, the brute took complete advantage of this and chomped down hard on the female's hind left leg. Atoyo's teeth sunk down pretty deep before he released her and nipped the area right above her blackish grey tail, drawing a little blood. Hopefully, that bite on the leg would slow down her movements a bit, giving Atoyo yet another advantage in this battle. The black male's muscles tensed, preparing for both Zaida's escape from the small ledge where he now held her captive by showing her that her little tricks would not phase him and the unlikely event that she would be able to whip around and face him. His brown eyes shined with a new sense of excitement. His anger was still present, just not as overpowering as it was before.

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tags :: @zaida
muse :: The best it's been so far!
notes :: I power played Zaida a bit in this, let me know if you want anything changed!

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The snowy female watched with a cruel smile as Atoyo reacted to her taunt. He growled menacingly at her, but Zaida neither flinched, or even moved at all. Her mind was constantly at work, figuring his mood, how deep his wounds were and how much they would slow him down; she thought of how strong his protective side of her was at the moment and how much it would come into play as she drove him further into his anger. Zaida knew that the angrier her brother became, the more quickly his protectiveness of her would wear off into nothingness. She smiled ruthlessly, but her eyes remained cold, collected, and ruthless. Black audits swiveled to catch his ruthless words. Oh, poor little Zaida, how you wish you could relive that day. Sadly, I have only grown stronger since that time long ago, and you have remained the same. Weak. Forgettable. In the background. He spoke the last sentence hastily, and she knew that his mind had been forming his next attack move as he tried desperately to awaken some emotion in her. Quickly, so quickly that Atoyo would never even consider that she had thought this and it would seem as a normal conversation--well, as normal as it ever got between the two--Zaida thought of something brilliant. As soon as his voice ended, and another smirk curved his bloodied lips upward, Zaida let a slight scowl come onto her face. Her lips curled upward slightly, displaying her fangs, dark pink from Atoyo's blood, and she let out a very quiet growl. Her ears flattened infinitesimally. All of these movements were very slight, and as she allowed the tiniest bit of anger to seep into her eyes, Zaida knew that no wolf on the planet besides her brother would catch these small differences in her. She would allow him to think that his words had irked her, and would use it to her advantage. She would allow him to think that he had spiked some tiny emotion, just enough to turn this skirmish into a real fight, so that she could use her full force, and gain the more knowledge for it.


Zaida wanted to fight Atoyo tonight, and for more reasons than one. She wanted to learn his latest skills, though she doubted that he would reveal them to her while he still relatively controlled his anger and paranoia, but she also wanted to beat him, to wound his pride. The snowy wolfess had always let the male be protective of her, and used it to her advantage, but if her latest plan was to work, she would have to shake this brotherly affection off, at least for a couple of days. Just long enough to carry out her mission, and then she could pretend to be the inferior again. Of course, after she proved that she was not, it would be more difficult to pretend that she was again, but perhaps he would come up with some new technique that Zaida would pretend to be unable to contend with. And that would allow her to pretend to be inferior once more, without too much difficulty. The she-wolf allowed her pretended annoyance and slight anger to remain on her face, as if she was unaware that it could be seen at all. She knew that Atoyo would read this as a sign that she was unaware that he was able to catch these slight differences in her appearances, and the quiet growl that she had emitted. She much preferred to pretend that she was unaware of his noticing, than to quickly remove all traces of her faked emotion in faked chagrin. Zaida watched, with the faintest of scowls and narrowing of her eyes, as Atoyo waited, the smirk on his face, for his words to 'sink in'. Her sensitive audits made the soft drip, drip of both canine's blood loud, as there was no other noise besides her brother's breathing. Her own breathing was silent.

And then Atoyo leapt. Zaida knew at once that his jump was too short, and was therefore unsuprised when his jump turned into a downwards fall. Zaida didn't move a single hair, except for her eyes, as she watched Atoyo fall down, down, down. He landed on a much larger ledge than the one she was standing on, and Zaida narrowed her eyes so that she could follow his movements more closely. Whether or not this was his plan, though Zaida was sure that it was, as Atoyo was a very skilled fighter and never misjudged any distance, the she-wolf knew that this was not the end of his movements. He would not stop there, and wait for her to attack him. He was not so stupid, or conceited. She also knew at once that he was not going to land in front of her: if that had been his plan, he would have simply attacked her from the front. No, Atoyo would either come from behind or from above. And Zaida was not disappointed. As soon as Atoyo's front paws touched the stone, he shoved off towards the other end. The male quickly reached the other end, and jumped upwards. His body twisted in the air to face Zaida, and she felt and heard, rather than saw, him land behind her. Zaida's four paws, and her brother's, barely fit on the tiny ledge that the wolfess had chosen, and so she knew that turning around in a normal manner would be impossible. In that instant, Zaida knew that Atoyo temporarily had the upper hand and would be able to have the first attack in this new leg of their skirmish.

Again, Zaida was not disappointed. She immediately felt a strong pain in her left hind leg, as her brother bit deeply into it. His teeth came down right below the joint in her hip, and she hissed through her teeth--an automatic reaction. Zaida forced the quietest of growls to accompany the hiss, keeping up her feigned irked mood. His teeth sunk all the way through her muscle, making it contract automatically, before he released her and nipped her rump. She felt him tense, felt it in the air, and knew that she would have to reawaken his anger. She knew that this small success would immediately go to his head, and though she knew that she would be slightly hindered by this new injury, she didn't pay it a single thought. She knew that she would only be slowed to Atoyo's own pace, at the worst. She would still not be slower than him, and while this would be a small advantage to the brute, it wouldn't be a big one. He could never truly injure her cold, calculating, ruthless brain. And while her mind remained the same, he would never be able to sidetrack her focus, although she would pretend that he had in the tiniest bit. Zaida could only allow the tiniest display of emotion or impact to be faked, because if she allowed enough for the common wolf to see, Atoyo would instantly recognize it as fake, and it would all be ruined. However, if she kept it infinitesimal, so small that no other wolf--including her other family members--would see it, Atoyo would believe that it was real. She knew that it would work because it had worked before, only a small number of times, because Atoyo believed that she really did feel emotion, but simply kept it locked away, or something.

Zaida's reaction was quick and almost effortless. Putting most of her weight onto her right hind leg, she bunched her hind muscles and shot into the air. Zaida went almost straight up, bending her body slightly to angle herself toward the stone wall of the cliff. She did not go very high at all. She only went high enough to allow her enough time to turn. Zaida's front paws touched the cliff face, and pushed off, her hind legs following with barely a touch. She was only about the length of a wolf above Atoyo, as her muzzle was now turned toward Atoyo's startled expression. Gravity pulled Zaida down to her brother, and she stretched out her front paws. Only a second after Zaida had leapt into the air, the white wolfess came crashing into her brother.

It happened very quickly.

As Zaida came towards the male, his astonished expression uplifted in her direction, the wolf took one step backward, as if he had half-thought of trying to move out of the way--although he would never have enough time. Zaida opened her white jaws that had already changed color with Atoyo's blood. Her jaws closed over his shoulder, canines digging in deeply, before she pulled very slightly, only barely tearing his skin and part of his muscle. At the same moment, her front paws shoved his body on it's right side. The full force of her weight from the drop as well as Atoyo's weight crashing on the tiny ledge was disastrous. Zaida's jaws released her brother's shoulder, and she snapped them viciously in his face, growling deeply. Her audits picked up the loud and clear crack as the ledge below the two wolves began to break. Then Zaida shoved her brother off the cliff with immense strength. Quickly, the female jumped to another ledge, about twice the size as the previous one, but very weak. She felt the ledge shudder under her weight, but she knew that it would hold for the moment. In the same second that her paws had pushed off the ledge, Zaida heard the ledge shudder and break, collapsing into several tiny pieces that hurled downward toward Zaida's brother. He was still falling through the air. A cruel smile drew slowly across Zaida's face as she heard his ear-splitting cry of surprise.

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Tags: @atoyo
OOC: I hope that this isn't too much c: tell me if it is and I'll fix it xD<3 but anyway, I think this will help it turn into a full-blown fight. Of course she isn't really feeling any emotion but I thought that if she convinced Atoyo that he had actually gotten to her, he would feel satisfaction, etc. to the point where he wouldn't see Zaida's attack coming until it was too late, and then maybe he be filled with such anger that it becomes a full-scale attack from him? Anyway, Zaida can TOTALLY battle all out, even without emotion. She's just awesome like that c: Anyway xD have fun!

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The fact that Zaida rarely showed even a hint of any emotion perturbed the giant black male greatly. In addition to her lack of feelings, Atoyo detested that she did not react to his size and boiling anger in the same way that other wolves tended to do. She was never afraid. These parts of his sister were the ones he disliked the most, for they were qualities that were almost too perfect to be legitimate. They made it seem like the wolf had no faults or weaknesses, though Atoyo knew this was impossible. Even the magnificent Atoyo had a few flaws in his nearly perfect composure: his paranoia. This paranoia also helped the brute in some ways, though. For instance, his insecurities cause him to pay extremely close attention to details - details about everything. That is why the muscular male noticed Zaida's tiny scowl and heard the soft, rumbling growl that escaped her throat. It wasn't unusual for the white female to wear a sort of 'mask' of emotion to make it seem as if she was agitated, but the insanely slight way that she had shown her annoyance led the brute to believe that it was legitimate. He wasn't one hundred percent sure that it was real, but he was almost certain.

The white wolfess's reaction to the deep wound that he had inflicted upon her was an instinctive hiss accompanied by an angry growl. A short, low cackle of laughter, glad that he had caused pain to the female that had rudely intruded upon his private training tonight. After a second or so of hesitation, brownish orbs watched as his opponent used the strength of her good leg to launch herself upwards and maneuver herself in a way that she was positioned in midair above him. The brute stepped backwards a tiny step, unsure of what to do exactly because he didn't have nearly enough time to jump off of his ledge to escape the blow. He was afraid that if he attempted to do so, he would simple be thrown off of his ledge in the process and sent plummeting down into the icy waters below. A puzzled, yet slightly (only slightly) surprised expression was on Atoyo's face as she came crashing down on top of him.

Everything that followed the the loud thud of the canines' hitting the rocky ledge was too fast to fully comprehend. Zaida's jaws clamped tightly onto his large shoulder and sliced through flesh and muscle. Instead of a weakened yelp or cry, a terrifying roar of anger erupted from deep inside of the male. He felt the white she-wolf shove him from the now crumbling ledge as she snapped her teeth in front of his eyes and leapt away onto a nearby formation. As he tumbled through the air, he glanced upwards quick enough to see the myriad of small to medium sized rocks that were free falling right above him. In a split second, the night colored brute devised a genius plan. A smirk spread across his muzzle as he fell, even though nobody was there to see it. He relaxed his muscles instead of scrambling and yowling in fear, which allowed him to land on his paws with ease. Without a smidgen of hesitation, Atoyo launched to his left, keeping his body parallel to the clif. He hadn't even taken the time to check to make sure a stable ledge was present, which prevented the largest of the rocks from striking his back as they fell. A few small pebbles did land on his haunches, but nothing fatal.

Soaring through the air, a feeling of relief took over the canine. Thankfully, a minuscule ledge was positioned right where he was expected to land. It was incredibly weak however, so the very moment that his paws made contact with the already crumbling rock, he had jumped diagonally to his right and landed gracefully upon a large, sturdy ledge. His landing barely made a sound, and this caused him to make a beautifully clever decision. From this exact angle, the position of the ledges between his sister and himself, and the growing darkness that now camouflaged with his fur, there was no possible way for Zaida to view him. However, Atoyo had seen precisely where she had gone when she had leapt off of the ledge that had been destroyed. The only reason he had noticed this fine detail was again a result of his paranoia. He always paid attention to everything around him. A 'normal' wolf would not have the capability to accomplish this in any circumstances. Maybe not even Zaida.

Slowly, silently, and carefully, Atoyo made his way upwards and in the direction of his pretty sibling remaining in the most shadowy places he could . His breathing was under control and he made sure that his paws made the quietest of sounds as he landed on each ledge - if a sound was even produced at all. He was also careful to position himself in a place where it was very unlikely for him to be spotted. His blackened pelt was a useful tool in his master plan. Zaida's bright white coat, without this marvelous advantage, stood out like a fluorescent red autumn leaf in the midst of a pool of green, unchanged ones. This allowed him to keep a close eye on her as he traveled in her direction, though also a good twenty feet above her. If she moved to a new ledge, he saw it. He watched as she stood on a ledge, glancing around as if to try and find her brother's location. In the chaos of the crashing rocks, she must've lost him and not been able to spot him since. Maybe she even feared that he had fallen into the ocean below and drowned. Maybe, just maybe, she was feeling a pang of qualm at this very second, regretting throwing her brother off the edge of the cliff to his death. But, this was nearly impossible. Rather, the white female was probably happy that her only competition had been eliminated forever. Atoyo imagined her sharing the tragic news with Yahvi, blaming his demise on a horrible mistake or a careless slip up. "Too bad, Zaida. You can't get rid of me that easily."

At last, the huge wolf was positioned perfectly. He stood on a ledge about ten feet above his unsuspecting sister. The salty ocean gusts blew his scent upwards, allowing it to also be unnoticed by the wolfess. With one final smirk, the brute made his move. He jumped downwards from his rocky ledge towards his sister without a noise and twisted his body in a way to ensure that his landing was perfectly on target. At the very last moment, the male growled ferociously to announce his presence. Without a single second to react, Atoyo crashed on top of her, his teeth clamping down hard onto her shoulder for a moment and his front paws shoving her side so that instead of simply collapsing under his great weight, she fell sideways. Both his weight and the momentum that his massive body had gained during his descend led to a menacingly powerful blow. While her body was falling towards the ground beneath them, the brute pinned her down with two bloodied paws so that he was standing over her with his brownish red eyes glaring into hers. Quite proud of himself, the brute's jaws clenched tightly around her neck, though he didn't bite down hard enough to draw any blood or suffocate the she-wolf, it must've been fairly uncomfortable. "I win," he tried to declare though it came out quite muffled through the femme's thick fur. He wouldn't let to yet. Not until Zaida agreed that she had been defeated. That smart bitch was always trying to use cleverness and trickery to beat him in battles after he had already been victorious fair-and-square. Not this time. He wouldn't release his victim until she admitted that he was the superior fighter in this battle.

words :: 1368
tags :: @zaida
muse :: Too amazing.
notes :: Okies so before you get mad at me for powerplaying so much, I'm sorry lol. My muse was just overflowing out of control and I was writing whatever Atoyo told me to do in my head, so obviously he wanted to win. XD If you aren't okay with it though, I'd be happy to do one of three things: 1. I completely change the end of my post so that the battle continues for more posts. 2. Zaida challenges him to a rematch in this thread 3. They just end it there with Atoyo winning and they go their separate ways and Zaida can win in the next fight thread we have. Or any other ideas you have of course. Again, I'm sorry for powerplaying her so much! I feel bad, but I just couldn't help it because of how great my muse was. Let me know what you wanna do with this! <33

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The white wolfess watched as her brother's black body sailed downwards toward the dark waves below. Her green orbs watched until they could no longer see him, but her ears were poised in an upward position to listen. Time slowly passed, but her audits never caught the small sound of Atoyo hitting the water. She knew not whether he were dead, although she very much doubted it. But she could not find his position. His midnight coat would provide him with stealth, especially as the moon was quite dim tonight. She had marvelous sight, but even she had her limits. Even she could not pick out movement when the two forms--the stone and the wolf--were the exact same color because of the darkness. She could hear faint sounds, and after a little while, she picked them out a faint landing noises. This led her to believe that her brother was alive, and was pursuing her. Zaida was again unsurprised, but she knew that she must move her position as it was likely that he had seen her in his previous descent.

Quickly and silently, she moved higher to a ledge that was covered in shadows by a larger ledge above it. Knowing that her white pelt would betray her, she hunched in the shadows. She knew that her brother might still be able to see her, but she knew he would be unable to hear her movement. But she had no idea of her brother's position, and this put her at a disadvantage. Her ears became more sensitive still, until finally she heard the faintest of sounds. It was a shuffling, almost totally silent. Normally, Zaida would not have picked out the quiet noise. But because of the absolute silence and her growing reliance on her ears to learn her brother's position, it were caught. Barely.

And that gave her half a second to register tat her brother was about ten feet above her. Half a second was all she needed to turn and look up just in time to see her brother's massive black body sailing towards her. He opened his mouth to utter a loud snarl, before his weight hit her. He knocked her on her side, biting into her shoulder just as she had done to him earlier. He pinned her with two massive, bloody front paws, staining her already pink and white coat. And then, to finish it, he closed his jaws around her neck. This was the signal between them. If one wolf did this, the fight was over. It was an understanding. Only Atoyo could reinstate the battle by getting off of her and nipping a leg, or growling invitingly. But, as the defeated, Zaida could not rally for another battle. Not tonight.

I win.

As the words came to Zaida's audits, she again let the slightest scowl darken her expression. She didn't release a growl, as Atoyo was too close and would suspect this emotion to be false. But she did flatten her ears in the slightest way, and curled her lips back slightly. In this way, he would believe it to be real. And this would make it the ultimate win for him. He ha defeated her in battle, and had caused her to be annoyed. Or so he would think. In actuality, Zaida was neither annoyed nor troubled. She simply locked everything away in her brain, to study upon later. She may had once been passionate, but now she was simply cold, and calculating.

So I see, Atoyo.

Zaida's voice was cool and distant, as if she were already away from the fight. In this way, she would convince Atoyo that his win had been so sure that she was already trying to forget it, at least in her way. Zaida shoved Atoyo off of her, and jumped to a nearby ledge. She shook her pelt, and called to her brother over her shoulder dismissively.

Go tell Yahvi about your success. I'm staying here for the night.

She knew that he would go and do just that, but she also knew that he wouldn't mention her use of their mother's given name. There were a few things that she could get him back with. Things that were worse, although he had called their mother by her given name behind her back before as well. And with that, the snowy wolfess bounded away silently.

Tags: @atoyo
OOC: closed! Don't worry about it (: I was starting to lose muse for this thread anyway. And okay! Zaida wins the next fight!!