(14:27:02) Zodiak was antsy, they needed food. It'd been several days since he sampled the delicious fetus that vad so kindly slapped him in the face with but having been ordered off of it, the wolf was left with a rather empty stomach. On top of that, nida and the possibility of cubs had him wanting to provide. He'd managed to convince her to hunt with him, they needed this time together. Plus, a lil exercise never hurt prego bellies. Nose trailed the ground, searching for any wif of food. They'd traveled quite a bit from the den and there was a feint odor in the air. He'd pause to address his lover whom he hoped was close beside him. "You smell that?" grin crossed his lips, looked like Pig was on the menu. Body slouched low as the scent increased, nerves pricking down his spine.Then ahead, he spotted the dirty creature in all its glory. A large boar with tusks to show it was quite the contender. Lips curled silently, he'd motion to nida in hopes she'd trail around one way to cut it of in case it tried to run. Slowly, step-by-step he crept closer, closing the distance in preparation to strike
(14:27:33) [#] Zodiak rolls 1d6 & gets 5.
(14:32:38) Calter: A heavy hoof scraped it's way through overgrown brush, wide nose searching for berries. With each exhale the beast let out an ugly snort. The wild pig certainly wasn't the cutest thing around, but it was well fed and healthy, as seen by its grizzly frame. Predators were abundant, but it seemed that this boar was a veteran of Yellowstone. Yet, the beast didnt notice the two creeping up behind him, the wind against his favor.
(14:33:46) Calter: [if you wish to strike, state which body part and type ROLL 2d6. if not, roll 1d6 for getting closer]
(14:38:09) Nida was convinced .. Plus there was an immeasurable count of faces making the body of the pack, and was certain most of them have mouths and a voracious appetite. So .. yeah, here she was -- on the search for an opportunity splayed within her sights. Her nose skim lightly over the dirt and debris hoping to pick up a trace of something worthwhile, something she and Zod can manage without extra set of teeth and claws. When Zod spoke up with a posed query, her ear swivels on a dime, confused. " I smell .. elk and rabbit .. " Never crossed her mind what that foreign odor she inhaled, passing it off as some smelly dog or .. whatever. Those things always got something cleaving on their person. Seeing a mutated thing in their view and Zod gesturing implicitly, she circled around using stealth and the foliage as cover as paws pulled her along quietly. She'd slink into position.
(14:38:14) [#] Nida rolls 1d6 & gets 1.
(14:43:39) Calter: The boar moves a dead branch out of it's way by way of it's ugly but useful tusks, revealing a treasure trove of hidden deleciables in the form of ripe berries. The hog lets out an excited squeal and begins to gorge. Though, at the sound of the brush moving, the boar swivels around faster than one would think, and spots a wolf not too far away. Not a species keen on retreat, the beast lets out a hideous scream and takes an offensive posture, hoof pawing at the ground in preparation for a charge.
(14:44:26) [#] Calter rolls 2d6: (6) (5) = 11.
(14:45:50) Calter: The boar charges at the wolf, landing a clear hit to the shoulder, tusks digging in. Withdrawing, the boar backs up.
(14:51:52) Zodiak remained at a slow creep as nida circled around into position. Head jerked up in shock as the boar took sight of her and charged, sinking tusk into his woman's shoulder. Heavy bark would escape him as he lunged himself forward. He had a feeling all of this was turning into a rather bad idea. Nida was pregnant as far as he was concerned and now she had boar tusks driving into her. Not good not good. The boar was backing up for possibly a second assult and zodi was charging. Moments before impact hind legs would push his front upward to lunge himself at the creatures back, jaws aiming to lock onto it's meaty spinal ridge...
(14:51:56) [#] Zodiak rolls 2d6 & gets 12.
-----I rolled wrong--
(14:52:42) [#] Zodiak rolls 2d6: (3) (4) = 7
----Old roll was accepted as (6) (6)----
(14:56:45) Zodiak's bulky frame landed squarely over the beasts rump, hind legs planted in the dirt for support while front jaws clamped over it's spinal area the best he could, head thrashing side to side to inflict several gouges in it's back. The boy would remain postitioned so long as he wasn't thrown.
(15:00:46) Calter: The beast eyed the female, her shoulder now bleeding. What the pig hadn't expected though, was a second one. With a sharp pain in his rump snapping his attention away from the female, the boar let out another hideous scream, thrashing and kicking his hocks, likely making his injuries worse. His hind was badly gashed up, but the pig's temper was healthy. And boy he was mad. The pig regained his senses and began to wildly kick at the wolf attatched to his hind.
(15:00:57) Calter: [I'll roll for dislodging]
(15:01:03) [#] Calter rolls 1d3 & gets 2.
(15:01:54) Calter: The boar manages to get a slight hit on the wolf's neck, and it's enough to loosen the grip slightly, but not to completely separate them.
(15:04:28) Nida stiffened immediately upon hearing the bush give away her position, and inwardly curses to herself. Nida turns in time of the hog charging dead at her, a searing pain striking the side of her shoulder with the tusk breaking the skin. A fair deal of blood oozed from the newly gained injury. A snarl rippled out, standing stiff-legged, wagging a crooked tail, and wielding a set of teeth. Her hairline raised up watching Zod take its rear, for the creature to maneuver a kick to him as a result. Nida, while the beastly prey was distracted, rushed forward.
(15:05:17) [#] Nida rolls 2d6: (6) (4) = 10.
(15:10:25) Nida's pace was at a half-hearted run, swerving to skirt around and launch for the top of its meaty and tough neck. She'd latch on for dear life - because never before has Nida encounter such challenging food source - while an arm slung over its back to manage a secure hold.
(15:14:39) Calter: The boar let out a less confident and more terrifed squeal. The wolf he'd attacked before now latched onto his wire-haired nape. Teeth puncture slightly, but it's nowhere near as bad as the lighter-colored counterpart. Blood is now oozing from the gashes in his rump, but as long as his legs are still good, he has a fighting chance. The pig snorts wildly, and begins to throw it's head around in attempt to land a hit on the female. Though they have him at an advantage with the way they landed on him. He thrashes, attepting to disloge the female.
(15:14:46) [#] Calter rolls 1d3 & gets 3.
(15:16:09) Calter: The thrashing pays off, and the boar manages to shake the female off. While it may not have injured her physically this time, an injured pride might be enough to get her to leave him alone.
(15:26:31) Zodiak was continuously trying to inflict damage to the thick-skinned creature when flailing started and a swift kick to lower regions caused a yelp and him leaping from the beasts back. He staggered for a moment, pushing the pain aside he'd stride up along its flank while nida launched her attack. While it thrashed about zodi took the moment to strike an undetected hit, or so he hoped. Frame would launch itself toward the side his neck opposite nida aiming to strike a hard bite to sensitive regions
(15:26:38) [#] Zodiak rolls 2d6: (3) (1) = 4.
(15:29:34) Zodiak's frame collided with the thrashing beast, teeth grabbing ahold of its neck before quickly being forced off as the large creature shook about. He'd continue to snap jaws but to no avail, shifting frame to circle around for a better position.
(15:33:09) Calter: The boar was now free of both wolves, and he positioned himself best he could ot have both eyes on the assailants. The female seemed to be less of a threat, so his attention focused on the one who'd given him the worst of his injuries. Again, a hoof pawed the dirt in singal for a charge, nose glistening wet and snorting. With a violent squeal the pig charges, pointed tusks aiming for the male.
(15:33:15) [#] Calter rolls 2d6: (2) (5) = 7.
(15:34:54) Calter: The wolf skitters out of the line of impact, but not so much so that he somes out unscathed. A tusk breifly scrapes the shoulder of the wolf, ripping up fur but not doing much other than causing a sting. The boar snorts and turns to face the wolves once more, breathing healvily, and still bleeding.
(15:49:03) Vadimir left the den and found a scent trail leading a ways from the territory. What was this all about?! Vad followed it, and to his surprise he'd find his companions attacking a boar. A pissed one by the looks of it. Wasting no time Vadimir would rush forward, intending to get up behind and, moving quickly, alongside the bristled swine in the hopes of striking the hoofed beast in his ribcage, intention to shoulder slam him mid-run and cause him to off-balance.
(15:51:24) [#] Vadimir rolls 2d6: (6) (4) = 10.
(15:55:37) Calter: Suddenly, like a blur, another wolf come charging through the brush, and with seemingly no intention of stopping. Before the pig can react, the wolf smashes directly into his side. The wind is knocked out of his lungs, and he staggers to the side, but doesnt fall. It's a lucky break. Great, another one, just what he wanted. The swine is too dazed to do anything and tries to regain his breath.
(16:03:13) Nida was easily dislodged .. though fortunately without any gashes or strains as she stumbled off, scrambling for poise. Once it was found .. she'd maneuvered back and away soon as Zod went for another attack, this time .. for the neck. But failed, miserably, finding a secure hold. Snort. A tuft of fur expelled from her mouth with the help of a squirming tongue. Seeing the smelly boar charge and nick the shoulder of her counterpart made her fussy, enough to tart her mood in a flash. With all fours tensing she darts forward, increasing to a lope once out of the blue Vad knocks successfully into him.
(16:03:21) [#] Nida rolls 2d6: (3) (5) = 8.
(16:08:19) Nida's teeth showed themselves at once, as she aimed for the boar's rear end where Zod attacked. The hold itself was terrible given the creature's unstable movements, and thus an easily slipped vice. But a couple of teeth marks where she'd struck were visble!
(16:23:20) Zodiak snarled as tusk scraped against his shoulder. He'd snap at the air toward the beast, circleing the creature momentarily before out of nowhere vad came charging in to ram the beast in its side and leave it staggering for a moment. Then it was nida who launched herself at the beast, adding more wounds to where he'd initially attacked . He growled in anticipation, waiting for the right moment to strike. The beast charged after vad and zod shifted to move after it, wanting to keep close to lend aid if needed. As it swiped past vad, zodi quickly pushed up past its side and lunged jaws to snap over it's nose. It was a risky move as tusks were dangerously close, but if he could use his weight to force the beast to the ground, the hunt would be over quickly.
(16:23:24) [#] Zodiak rolls 2d6: (1) (2) = 3.
(16:25:26) Zodiak's jaws aimed to snap across its muzzle only to find him underestimating the creature's size and anatomy. Jaws fumbled to gain good hold and he was left in close proximity to tusks, snarling and snapping before quickly shifting to move out of firing range.
(16:31:39) Calter: Again the wolves tried to attack him, but to no avail. Perhaps the boar was just lucky, or perhaps the wolves were not as experienced as others. In the moments after the failed attack, the boar stumbled away from the trio. He had an important decision to make. To flee or to fight. The wounds on his hind may hinder him a little, but since his legs were fine, he had a chance. He decided to run.
(16:31:47) Calter: [I'll roll for fleeing]
(16:31:55) [#] Calter rolls 1d3 & gets 1.
(16:34:05) Calter: The boar turns and attempts to take off away from the attackers.He gets a few steps into it before getting a hoof caught under a root and 'gracefully' tripping into mud. He let out a squeal at the searing pain of mud in his wounds, and struggled to move.
(16:42:12) Vadimir saw the others take turns piling on hits onto thise delectable, if dangerous, slab of bacon on legs. So far no major amount of damage had been inflicted, but hopefully if they could keep it occupied long enough, the boar would simply tucker himself out. Even as he thought this Vadimir would find himself the target of the boar's next charge. Swiftly as he could he'd push at an angle, aiming to skid to the side to avoid the oncoming beasty. It only just succeeded, a bruise sure to darken the skin under his pelt. Without pause Vad spun as fast as realistically possible without losing his balance and aimed to charge again, this time jaws open in the hopes of catching the retreating animal's testicles.
(16:42:45) [#] Vadimir rolls 2d6: (4) (6) = 10.
(16:49:23) Vadimir's abrupt spin-around did cause for a off-kilter sway of his form, so when paws kicked off the ground and sent him barrelling after the boar, jaws would latch onto only the bulging half of the scrotum, rather than the testicles entirely. But he'd work with what he got, and applying the full pressure plausible for his kind, Vadimir would seek to rip the nuts right off.
(16:55:45) Calter: Standing once more, albeit caked in mud, the boar sought to flee once more. However, he didnt move quickly enough and suddenly the white one was upon him. The bristled pig let out a scream as teeth sank into the buldge of his testes, and in an reactionary lunge, were ripped uncleanly in two. The pain was unmanagable as the innards of the balls dripped out in a bloody mess. The pig fell to his knees, squealing like a true dying animal. Perhaps he'd rather just die here and now rather than live on. Though, with such wounds, he'd probably die from infection anyway. In a last act of retaliation, the boar swings around, tusks at the point. He aims for the head of the wolf who'd just attacked.
(16:55:50) [#] Calter rolls 2d6: (2) (4) = 6.
(16:57:14) Calter: The tusks just barely make impact with the wolf's nose, casusing a lot of pain and a bloody nose if nothing more. The pig snorts, but is too exhausted and pained to do much else.
(17:00:30) Nida watches the boar make for a hasty retreat, though fails and falls, for Vad to take advantage and rip one of his testicles out. Well .. now he's half of what he was .. Way to go Vad, going from zero to a hundred with one decision! With the injured and striving animal focusing on one of the boys instead of the large and stout woman, she charges forward without forehead, teeth exposed once again. The clunky she-wolf goes for one of its back legs.
(17:00:35) [#] Nida rolls 2d6: (6) (4) = 10.
(17:02:46) Nida takes purchase of its leg and draws it out to its full length out to an angled side, avoiding a kick and hopefully tusks, head going vehemently side to side in a wild thrash, teeth sunken in flesh for a maintained grip and prevent a minor hiccup to occur.
(17:06:05) Calter: The boar lets out a terrified squeal as the shewolf gains purchase of its leg with strong jaws. He's underestimated her as an weaker opponent, and perhaps that was his downfall. He jerks the leg in an attempt to regain it, but it's to no avail. In his struggles, the boar looses balance and falls to the side, leg twisted in a near ugly direction. It's clearly been pulled from it's socket. The boar lifts himself up once more and yanks.
(17:06:12) [#] Calter rolls 1d3 & gets 2.
(17:08:07) Calter: He struggles and pulls at his leg, desperately squealing at the combined pain of all his wounds. The final pull yanks his leg out of the wolf's mouth, but only so much. His hoof remains planted in her jaws, and deep gashes now trail down his leg, blood rushing to the surface.
(17:19:06) Zodiak snarled at his failed attempt at besting the creature. Single eye scanned over the others as they took their chance at gaining the upper paw. Vad seemingly winning in that department as he neutered the poor creature. Well, there you go. head perked as nida half immobolized the beast and zod, in that moment, charged forward, large frame barreling towards the creature in attempts to end it all. Frame lunge downwards at the creature, jaws searching for secure hold on it's throat.
(17:25:39) Zodiak. upon downward lunge the creatures head was improporly positioned to benefit his strike. RUDE!! boy's frame, as nature would have it, came crashing into the pig as jaws originally inteded for throat, clasped around a tiny ear. A strong bite with no more as his shifting frame was moving to get hind end away from tusks.
(17:31:22) Calter: The boar struggled and squealed as the wolves worked together to take him down. It was a marvel that he hadn't simply given up already. He was much too stubborn for that. A set of glistening teeth came smashing into the side of his head, jarring the pig. This was the worst day ever, to be frank. His front legs scrambled in the fertile dirt, back leg still clamped in the shewolf's mouth. The boar threw his head around wildly, and his only good back leg jutted out. The earth around them was a mess of blood, testes and fur.
(17:31:32) Calter: rolling to see if i hit anything]
(17:31:37) [#] Calter rolls 2d6: (6) (3) = 9.
(17:32:38) Calter: Luckily, a tusk lands squarely into the face of the wolf, though the angle is so awkward it doesnt do much other than cause a nasty bit of pain and a bruise.
(17:37:35) Vadimir spat out the nutball, blood coating his jaws and snout. Even as nad left maw paws would be rushing him forward to round Nida's generous posterior to the piggy's middle. Both compatriots had the swine subdued enough that his next move was possible, but only if he did it right. Vad would wait, and when the boar extended to thrash out a back leg he dove in, jaws aimed for the now stretched skin of the animal's abdomen, closer to the loins. If he could, Vad would sink the entirety of his dentition into the boar, would would begin a frenzy of thrashing and tugging in the aim to disembowel the creature before it had a chance to inflict any further damage upon his comrades.
(17:38:38) [#] Vadimir rolls 2d6: (6) (3) = 9.
(17:41:35) Vadimir's jaws found their mark, but of course, the belly wasn't a thin strip of papery skin, waiting to be punctured. Vad would have to work quite a bit to achieve his goal, but he was persistent!!!
(17:47:37) Calter: All the wolves seemed to be upon him now, and it was clear that the boar was losing this battle. With one leg now out of socket and damaged, escaping the situation by running was out of the picture. Teeth suddenly punctured his stomach, though a nice layer of fur,skin, and fat lined the area between life and disembowelment. The pig stuggled against the attack, pulling his leg, scratching at the dirt. Between the wolf shaking and his own struggles, the skin gave way and tore open in the form of a small but visible gash. The pig thrusted his front hooves towards the white wolf. If he could get him in the eye, he may survive yet.
(17:47:41) [#] Calter rolls 2d6: (6) (4) = 10.
(17:49:32) Calter: A hoof lands square under the attacker's eye. It won't leave it permanently blinded, but it would leave a nasty reminder and perhaps damage the eye slightly.
(17:54:49) Nida snarled as the boar tumbled over and heard the sickening snap his leg out of place, the chances of leaving with battle scars is now slim to nil! She was so proud .. she isn't completely clumsy and useless to the group in this hunt! Hooray! She was tugged forward as the leg was pulled, the hoof helping her to steady the hold thankfully. Seeing Zod struggle with the throat and Vad opening an opportunity to end its life, she relinquishes her hold of the rear leg and shove her face between its leg at the site of the injury.
(17:55:00) [#] Nida rolls 2d6: (1) (5) = 6.
(17:58:33) Nida misses the bite of its other remaining testicle and its precious bits, but manages to nip somewhere between those two. She pulls back to avoid a kick in the face. All the thrashing and leftover fight the boar has only makes this hunt drag itself out longer. Hnnnng.
--skip cal running out of time--
(18:02:55) Zodiak growled as a tusk smacked him in the face, jumping over the head and out of the way. He'd watch vad's attack and the creature striking out to leave a small gash in its side. lip curled violently and he lunged to hang over it's midsection opposite of vad. Jaws would lunge at the open gash with intent to finish the job.
(18:03:00) [#] Zodiak rolls 2d6: (4) (2) = 6.
(18:04:10) Zodiak's jaws found justice in the open wound, the metalic taste of blood in his mouth as he ripped and tugged at the skin to realize, as vad most likely had that it was tough shit. He'd continue to tug, however, until sucess finally laid this pig to waste.
(18:07:42) [#] Vadimir rolls 2d6: (5) (6) = 11.
(18:10:40) Vadimir winced heavily, eye instinctively closing, though that did nothing to stop the hoof from raining damage onto his face, causing a gout of blood to release as the underside of his eye was punctured. A terrible, muffled shriek left his chops, and he'd wrench back just as Zod began to tear into the flesh, both out of pain and knee-jerk reaction to try and get out of the way of another possible retaliation. In the end, stomach walls would give in, and entrails and other such offal would spew out along with a stream of blood, drenching the Tsar in gore. He'd slip and fall in the muck, landing hard on his side, stunned.
(18:20:19) Nida pulled away to avoid becoming an obstacle as the pair worked to tearing the stomach open, ripping flesh, muscle, and into the lining of the boar's contents. Her neck curls so that tongue could graze at the weeping gash to her shoulder. After a few licks and pushing out debris, hair, or whatever else around or in the cut, she approaches the hefty thing and begins to dig in. She'd gorge three times her weight before deciding to try for the dislocated leg and asunder it from the carrion.
(18:29:17) Zodiak continued to tug and tear at the open wound in the pigs stomach, hoping for opportunity to strike. Such a thing did when vad gave it one more go and together they pulled open that pig like a pinata sending blood and entrailes popping out. Zodi's maw was now well coated in blood as he took a step back, breathing heavily with limbs shaking. He'd look to nida, then vad, pausing momentarily before a chuckle escaped him. DAMN. Boy would then shift to his lady to lick at her shoulder, he still felt bad she'd gotten hurt.
(18:43:38) Vadimir took a moment to catch his breath. He hadn't eaten in days, and this latest bout had left him feeling woozy and uncoordinated. Now that there was no adrenaline aiding his body, trying to stand made him dizzy, and he was forced to remain curled upon the ground until vertigo released him. When again he tried to rise he succeeded, snarling at Nida as she decided to start chowing down. EY. DIBS ON DAT SHIZZ. He'd snap at her muzzle, aiming to claim it in his own and give her a swift tug, though in his current state probably only struck air. Bleh. Dominant grimace would be replaced with a somber facade as tongue flicked out to brush against the woman's cheek. He'd never say so, but... coming in on the scene. He'd been quite concerned for their welfare. Speaking of, eyes, or rather eye, for the injured optical was shut thanks to swelling lids, rotated in socket to catch sight of Zod. he looked a little banged up, but otherwise was alright. Definitive snort cast in his direction before Tsar waltzed on over to the newly made corpse, head and neck extending to bite and rip into all the tender, juicy bits. Heart, liver, kidneys, mmm. Once he'd eaten his fill, he'd engore on something to bring back for the others still on packlands. Should all three have gotten their bellyguts full, he'd nod curtly. "Zod, Nida. Take ze legz. I have zeh head." Corpse would be considerably lighter now, definitely enough for all three to lift with minimal difficulty. Should they comply, Vad would bite onto the boar's throat and lift, the action causing discomfort as tusk grazed his cheek, insighting pain from the wound just above it.
(18:56:15) Nida was happily chowing down and hurrying up the process here. They were out in the open and far from 'home', which only caused her distress and a compile of insecurity atop another for a large stack. Her lips pulled back, though muzzle turned away and pointed down at the ground, leering at Vad snapping at air. A strange whiny sound bellowed from her throat, then a snort, before feeling a tongue to her shoulder and .. cheek. Wait, two tongues? Woah woah, since when is Vad so generous to her? And Zod? Well .. he was in the doghouse. So .. of course, she gives him the 'look' - he's screwed, for certain. She'd go over to Vad naturally and clean up his booboo for him before returning to an execute of the dislocated leg in full. She yanks and thrashes and claws.
(19:03:43) Zodiak had shifted to tend to nida's wound, only to be rejected as the girl--HIS GIRL-- decided to go to vad instead. Emotions went batshit crazy but instead of taking it out on the wounded, he would shift to the carcass to tear violently into it. Hind end side steped around opposite the others as he tore into the flesh, ripping and pulling hair until meaty surface was revealed only to have jaws lunginng back at it. Head thrashed as he ripped at the pig as if it were alive before tender, juicy insides were revealed. He'd lick at it to savor the blood and overall flavor of the fat piggy before continueing to eat until belly was well gorged. ear flicks as vad requests them to grab the legs. Time to bring the rest back home. He'd move past nida, glancing at her for a moment with hurt confusion before shifting to grab one of the pigs front legs. Leaving the end for nida.
(19:23:30) Vadimir blinked in silent shock when Nida decided to come and cleanse his booboo. Well... he hadn't been expecting that! But, it was nice, and it made his nub give a sway or two. Zod's reaction had the marshmellow smirking, but he chose to hide it for now. Lifting the boar skull aloft he nudged the corpse forward as their signal to begin their march, before pawds lifted to carry him and his burden back to Vechnyy lands.
(19:29:02) Nida witnessed Zod redirect his aggression onto the carcass and vent, her eyes raking over his form before her muzzle was slackened into a frown. She does not approach or say anything, simply lets him have at the carrion. Nida has the chunky leg in her mouth and done was asked of her character. However, she does catch the hurt, and eyes narrow to prevent the emotions from festering into something worse and destructive. A trudge back to Vechnyy with the leg hanging between her jaws was primarily silent on the husky she-wolf's part, as she was too busy with the inner monologue within her head and keeping close the pair.
(19:34:34) Zodiak followed along quietly holding onto one leg of the pig as they trudged back toward the den. Heavy sigh would escape him as they entered the clearing, gently setting his end of the pig to the dirt before turning toward nida. He'd approach her with head low before offering a quick lick to her muzzle, body rubbing against her as he walked past. He'd head for the rock pile outside the den and heave gorged body over a large enough slate with a huff, head rested between paws while he ease tired muscles.
(19:20:09) Vadimir dropped the meal when the others did, single eye catching sight of Zod and Nida's interactions. He'd let out a dramatic sigh. What was wrong with them now?! It seemed as if every time he turned around, someone was having another personal issue. His face and shoulder throbbing, Vad lumbered into the den, regurgitating Drak and Cinn's portion of organs, while re-eating his share. YUM. Trotting back outside Vad would see Zodiak go to lay down, and Nida.. appearing to try and contain herself. "Vot iz wronk now?" He'd murmur irately, not so much at her as to the situation as a whole. Waking up to them battling a boar and watching them get injured, getting injured himself in the act of protecting/aiding them, and finally coming home to more complications. Took a lot out of a person, canine or not!
(19:28:41) Nida flung the leg to the ground to see it thunk. She takes notice of Zod coming up to lick her chin and brush against her side, her tail doing a stiff wag. It soon dropped as Zod went off to lie down somewhere. A gusty sigh struggled past mildly parted lips and then recline to a sit, staring at nothing particularly interesting. Her head does lift up to Vad and both eyebrows squint markedly with bewilderment, not sure what he was getting at. " Aside from being next to useless and causing a lot of trouble for myself and the rest of the pack? Peachy." Just peachy. She'd only done one thing right .. and that was pretty much it. Yep. Any other endeavors were met with hiccups or a repercussion, minus the potential pregnancy thing -- that was the hormones talking. Nida glanced to where Zod was.
(19:38:03) Vadimir craned his head and neck back with a scowl, ears flattening against his skull. WELL. Angsty time was now, apparently, and Vad didn't want anything of it. But he'd asked, so other than turning about and NOPE-ing out of Nida's vicinity, he was forced via obligation to give some form of response. Flopping to the ground he'd begin grooming out his bloodied fur. "Vith zat attitude, are you zurprised?" To Vad it was all a case of 'ttude. If you willed it, there was nothing stopping you from greatness. Any external obsticles ought to simply be banished from your presence or obliterated, while things beyond your control, such as disease, birth defects, etc. Made you dead weight, and that was about all use you were. Nida was perfectly healthy, despite being on the portly side, and there were no external sources, far as he could detail. Keeping her from becoming a badass. Thus, it must have been all in her head! "If you do not vant to zuck, zen you obviouzly zouldn't make zucky decisionz. Train harder, longer. Push your boundariez und restrictions, until you master yourzelf. Zat iz ze whole point of Vechnyy." He'd say matter-o-factly, paw lifting to scrub at his face some more, careful to avoid his wollen eye. "Ze boar today vaz perfect practice, da? Go find more zings to challenge. Until you are zatisfied vith yourzelf." Easy peasy. Couldn't be simpler.
(19:53:39) Nida wanted to scoff. Since when was he allowed to give lectures? Her attitude was the product of repeatedly failed attempts, and he was there for one of them. In fact .. he helped, the whole drowning her til she was unconscious, on the verge of an inch of life. Nida's eyes made a passive slant to him almost wordless at his deliberate need to point out decisions, point out they were shit and were not good enough. Wow, way to burn down whatever self-esteem she has, Vad -- way to go. Great job. A deep intake of breath then a shake of her head; this is what she gets for staying with alphas bordering on psychopath, her supposed BFF had joined them even. Nida suspected she herself may be getting crazy for hanging around this long. " You shouldn't ... give advice any more. It's the worst .. " Just being honest, " but thanks." For being respectful and thoughtful to a fellow dejected packmate. " Spar with me .." she asked, looking over to the Vad and his inflamed eye. Uh, ew.
(20:13:57) Vadimir was nearly clean when Nida again spoke up, and he'd give her a quirk of lips, before uttering a quick bark of laughter. "Perhapz," He'd chortle out, rolling so he was partially on his side. "At leazt it'z better zen Zod's. Hiz anzer to your heat vaz to fuck you. Now, how helpful had that been?" Boisterous laughter resumed, turning to wheezing yelps as he fought for air. When Nida gave thanks, Vad turned to her quizzically, but his confusion dissipated. So... had he been helpful, or had he not been? PEOPLE WERE CONFUSING. "Velcome." He said heavily, about to resume his grooming. Good, he'd dealt with the issue. Now it would never need to be addressed again. But apparently Nida had other ideas, and when she spoke of sparring, Vad would glance to her wounded shoulder. "You zink you're able?" If she wanted to, he wasn't about to say no! heck, he'd just told her to shove past what others would consider walls of opposition. Pain was a wall, no? Though Vad wasn't really in any condition for a prolonged duel, he'd rise to the occasion. Never back down from a brawl! He'd test his eye to see if it'd open, but the gash below prevented it from doing little more than twitch. Welp, alright then. Looks like he'd have to spar with a metaphorical hand behind his back. Taking care into his stance, he settled into a medium crouch, growl beckoning the woman hither if she should decide that a spar was indeed what she wanted. HEAVE HO.
(20:27:09) Nida rasped a titter at his forthcoming. At least he knew his lecturing was a bunch of bologna, so none of what she said was a surprise. But one aspect does warrant a head-scratching moment .. and that happened to be him still handing it out tidbits like a pope even though he knew this yesterday's news. HE'S SUCH A WEIRDO. " At least I learned something from it, " jeered Nida. " Fucking is great." Snerk. A leg hitched up to scratch a long overdue itch behind the crevice of an ear before coming back down, placed in its initial spot. " I was .. able to help bring down a boar ..." So .. what's good ol' jousting gonna do? She moves to her fours and fluffed her filthy fur, before a lope was assumed, pushing forward to grasp for the other's face or neck in an attempt. Should it be successful, she'd go for a flail with her head.
(20:44:44) Vadimir "Tell me zomezink I don't know." He'd reply to her assertion. Heck yeah sex was awesome. Anyone who said otherwise was a liar or wasn't doing it right!!! When Nida rushed for him Vad, already partially crouched, waited until Nida was nigh upon him, before dropping into a playbow and, not a second later, lunging back up to try and claim her bottom jaw. The motion would be swift and fluid, combined with back legs pushing into the ground should his jaws find purchase. Should he succeed, upper body would twist in unison with forward momentum, aiming to cast Nida to the floor.
(20:52:10) Nida, given that she'd to angle for his face and keep from his damaged eye, missed with teeth snapping at air, for the side of her jaw to be nabbed. Holy snap! As he pushed weight onto his backlegs and sprung, she was thrusted off balance and onto her back rather easily. All that momentum he used to knock her down? Nida manipulated the force to tuck her forelegs in and make a swift jab into his windpipe followed by back legs into his pride and joys, to hopefully, and perhaps if the maneuver was successful, dislodge him off her person.
(21:32:12) Vadimir, when he'd successfully drove Nida into the ground, would press his upper body downward to pin Nida's skull into the ground. Which, as one would imagine, worked for all of about a few seconds, before paws jabbed into his neck and nuts. Eyes watered and he momentarily felt a pang of empathy toward the fallen boar. Sleep well, fair prince. Paws would collide with Nida's downed form to shove him away in the instant he released her jaw, wincing even as paws met earth fraction of a second later, joints already bent in an awaiting crouch. "Doez everyvone like strikink me in ze nadz?" He'd ask, face pained as he struggled to ignore the discomfort. Zod had done the same thing during their duel. He'd watch Nida carefully, awaiting to see what her next move would be.
Nida winced at the downward thrust, teeth clenched shut to bear with the pain and hope it'll blow over. Something .. to that effect. She felt her paws exacted some discomfort to the opponent, enough to have him push his own into her body and pull away! With a flail of legs like an awkward turtle on its shell, she'd find the grace to tumble back onto feet. A lousy shake with drool and a open-close motion of jaw to iron the strain out, before she sized him up. Nida's brows pushed together in a furrow, " well .. it works, so why not ..?" The effectiveness was a critical hit nearly most of the time. She noticed the half-crouched and circled halfway, before bounding forward and lurched all of her fat .. plus some developing babies at Vad, arms attempting to wrap around his ribcage from a side angle while swinging her butt close to his in a parallel formation. If this went well .. she'd go in for the wet willy. EHEHE.
(22:02:49) Vadimir's bristled, though mostly in good fun. "You vouldn't like it if I hit zomezink tender of yourz, now vould you?" No, she'd probably be a damn hypocrite! Which... hmm. As she circled Vad followed her motion, curling into himself to better distribute his weight across all four limbs. Good thing, too, for in no time flat Nida came barrelling toward him, limbs outstretched while all that damn mass came to slam right into his contorted front. Paws left sizeable furrows in the ground as he skidded, wind knocked from him, and when that tongue wagged in his ear?! Yippy bark tore from his throat and he'd kick forward, awkward forward push to enable head and neck beneath the woman. If he succeeded he'd snap at her titays, which thanks to her growing pupplings, were swelling and doubling in their normal size. LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE EET.
(22:11:29) Nida got a hold of him! Hooray! She began to lap at his ears and nip at them, too. It was all in good fun, though! Honest! She hadn't realized the extra .. fluff she had on her body knocked the wind out of him or .. y'know, caused skid mark tracks to be created! Whoops. Nida made a face at Vad when he made an awkward forward push, confused what that was suppose to do .. The woman stared for a number of seconds dumbly. It sent her back legs dancing forward, and poking out, so when his head and neck went under to bite one of her nip nips, a breath sharp was taken. " OH MY GAWD" she screamed, snarling. It hurt like a motherfucker. She'd side sidestepped away to his rear but not far that one of her swollen teats would be tugged so her teeth can come down and aim for the top portion of his scruff horizontally. If able and successful, she'd yank his head up and down, then side to side, hoping he'd let go. Something something.
(22:20:02) Vadimir cackled around the lobe of flesh he'd procured, finding this genuinely funny. Ahhhh goodness, why did things between him and Nida always end comically? Weren't they supposed to be sparring? FACK. The moment Nida began to shift to grab at his scruff, Vad would release her swelling teat to latch onto the crook of her arm in the same instant she aimed to bite his lower scruff, upper body rising with visible effort. JESUS FUCK WHY WAS SHE SO HEAVY?! With tangible grunts loosing from his clenched maw, Vad would attempt to muscle his way through, forearms reaching for her plump middle before twisting his entire body, intent to body slam her onto her side before she could correct her balance.
(22:30:02) Nida snorted indignantly. Truth be told .. most of her fights wound up .. becoming genuinely playful, which was probably the reason why she wasn't improving or learning from her mistakes. Oh well .. She got Vad now, and she wet willied and nipped his ear. The world has been righted again. Though when he grabbed the crook of her arm the same instant she his scruff ..? her head was raised few inches high to keep him close as possible to the blubber and lard she has. When she felt him rear, she'd go for little jumps with her fattness against and over his body, to keep him grounded to the floor or toppling over. NUPE. As she felt him using his burst of strength and muscle to maneuver beneath her and slam into her again, embraced. Nida fell off to the side while her teeth clasped around still his upper scruff, and would release to straighten a leg out to attempt at his uninjured eye. Whoops, didn't see you there.
Cinnema led the way calmly back to the courtyard, with sister likely following close behind. After their little chat and short bonding session filled with actual decent advice (because we all know Vad's sucks), she was actually feeling better. A big turn-around than the reason she'd been avoiding the den in the first place. Tail took its usual position at level with her spine as they approached, for of course she couldn't be all chill and casual here like she could away in private with Lee. That would just be unacceptable. Green eyes cast over the people currently around, finding only Vad and Nida who were, fighting? Sparring? Well whatever it was, it sure seemed to be the marshmallow getting squished by her friend's fat. Hehe. Of course at this point Cin was behind and did not only not know about the tournament but also about Nida's past disappearance or possible pregnancy.. Hohum. Not wishing to interrupt, she simply stood near the rocks of the den, amused gaze watching them.
(22:48:00) Hadlee grew taller the closer they got to the courtyard. Though she was marked a slave in more way than one, she knew all too easily that she needed to grow stronger to survive. So, while she had been kind and soft with her sister, she grew tough as nails here in the shadows of the two that fought. Vadimir and Nida if her memory served her correct. The gift to the Tsar, a plump beaver, was placed at her paws as she took a seat beside her sister. While interest touched her eyes, there was no movement forward. If they were going to spar, let them do it on their own without any help or further injury coming from Lee.
:57:50) Vadimir felt the weighted piece of pewpy that was Nida crash onto his body with each step, causing entire frame to wobble as he tried to execute his scheme. "CHEATER" He'd mumble angrily around her arm. HOW DARE SHE BE SO DAMN HEFTY. When Nida finally hit the ground Vad jerked immediately to--suddenly a foot out of left field struck him in the eye, causing it to smart terribly. OKAY, DATS IT. Rear end would swing about in the hopes of planting his buttocks right on her face, therein he'd sit on her grumpily. NEVER playing with her again, she was a dirty cheater with boobs. Forelimb lifted to paw at his stinging eye. At least he could still see out of this one, while the other would take some while to heal. Huff was exchanged as he'd remove himself from Nida, assuming he'd actually managed to floor her with his ass, only to find Cinn and Hadlee wandering up. Oh, hey, where had they been? While Cinn got the usual casual nod gifted to just about all Vechnyy members. Hadlee received the same weathered scowl as before. He hadn't forgiven her. And it would take some time before he did. When eyes came upon the beaver, he'd inch forward to sniff at it, glancing up at the ladies. "Nice catch. You brought it down?" Not hard to believe, but the question was still directed toward Lee. "Nida, Zod and I caught a boar earlier today. I left you zome of ze organz inzide, Cinn." He'd motion toward the den, before flicking an ear toward the shredded remains of the wild piggy. Cause, y'know. Hearts, livers, etc might not be enough to fill Cinn's bellyguts, and he understood this just peachy. "Vot vere you two doink?" He hadn't seen either of them in a while... and judging from Hadlee's perceived lack of newfound damage to her person, could only think they had been... doing nice things. EGADS.
(23:13:07) Nida went in for the kick with a single forepaw and laughed with a rumbling rasp, the other's expression too comical not to find humor in it! " I am not a cheater!" She's using her weight against him, and it was proving to be quite the advantage here! Maybe .. Vad .. dunno, needed to bulk up on muscle .. And then he sat on her .. this asswipe ..! Her mouth sprawled open, teeth and all scuffing against the ash, dirt and little grass to be had with a twist ofher neck and the small leeway, to grab at tender fat. Just some incentive to get him off of her, no biggie. If she got it? Nida would squeeze for a nice pinch before he was off addressing the -- woah, wait! Her eyes looking around frantically, but seeing nothing except Vad's booty and fur fluffing his bun cheeks - that is it her attempt happened- she'd flatten her ears. " Wot gohuning unn?" She smelled beaver and that scent from before, when she went ballzy at Vad, Corte there to witness. And oh! -- Cinn! But she frowned, a little sour and bitter. They hadn't hung out, and the free time she spent is with her sister, whom hadn't been seen in .. well, forever. Mouth further twists into a gnarled frown not at all liking this. She's utterly wordless.
(23:20:30) Cinnema had to smirk as the tide seemed to turn in the little spar, and instead of Vad being sat on it was Nida! Well, sure looked like they were having fun. Her head would turn to give a measured look to her sister, glacing to the caught prey before she'd look to Vad as he approached. And.. Nida behind him, giving her a dirty look. Eep. Causing her pleasant look to faulter slightly, and planting seeds of confusion. Wait, why was she upset? Oh, heck naw, she was not going to play the 'spending time with others' card. HELLO, CIN HAD BEEN REPLACED BY ZOD, REMEMBER? The woman looked away from the daggers being shot toward her to give Vad a now forced smile and a nod. "Thank you," she'd say, glancing between those present before seeing an opportunity to slip away and eat what had been left for her in the den.. If only to allow Lee to chat them up and get away from Nida's awful look. Mmm guts. She'd slurp all that up gladly, tail wagging a couple times while thinking how thoughtful it was for Vad to have left her some of the nice parts. At least he had a kind side to him. *cough* Nope she wasn't going there. Remember what sis said. Her portion eaten, she'd return to listen in on the conversation, satisfied for now that she didn't need to go fill the rest of her stomach at this exact time. Assuming Vad was speaking with Lee.. Cin would look to her (questionable?) friend with ears flicking back. "Nida, dear, how are you?" she'd ask softly, slight tail wag. Why was she maaadd, can't we all just love each other and be friends? And the queen had just found her good mood again SIGH no need for this kind of thing.
(23:26:30) Hadlee shifted uncomfortably from one side of her body to the other. While she was still sitting, she allowed for the stregnth in her stance to show. While the two continued their ease and play, she remained a silent observer. Only when Vadimir spoke out to her did she speak back in a rather stiff tone. "We were speaking of a way that I might prove my strength and loyalty to you." She knew better than to talk about the majority of their conversation. While she was not lying, she was not giving the full details of their conversation. No. Private meant private did it not? "This is a start." While her sister munched on some guts, she took the beaver in her jaws. With a toss, she hoped to get the fat thing to fly far enough to reach the man's paws. For now, Nida was ignored for the sake of interest.
(23:37:25) Vadimir, during his speaking, would find his voice going back a couple years in pitch as Nida decided to take a bite out of his derrier. But not to be outdone, he continued to converse with the ladies, striving to act like LADEDA nothing wrong. There isn't a woman munching on my asscheek, NOPE. Hind end would give an occasional wiggle in the hopes of getting her off, but had he seen the sneering gaze brought to Cinn he'd have likely gone rather stiff. Like, for once. He and Cinn were on very similar pages. Or would be, if he would but turn around and see. But no, he was currently too caught up in his confused angst over Hadlee's existence within Vechnyy. Another nod was awarded to Cinn when she thanked him and excused herself to dine, though his eyes never left Lee's. "Zat zo," He'd say flatly, jaw muscles working beneath skin as he conformed his body to a more mature stance. Vadimir felt the urge to snarl as the beaver was tossed his way, long exhale exuded from maw before he lunged for it, grabbing it by the back of the neck and ripping into it until he severed it's spinal column, pulling the head free with a twist while paw secured the rest of the body on the ground. He'd have stared at Lee the whole while, barely blinking with his one uninjured eye. If only he was allowed to do this to her. But no, he wasn't allowed. Even if she'd failed their agreement, the joy of tearing her apart would still not belong to him. So he'd just have to settle for second best. As blood dripped from fang tips he'd release the skull, lips tightening into a simpering smile while paws drew him closer to the pale woman. "Zank you, zis beaver vill do me very nicely." Cinn's return was given but a glance, before he turned back to place full attention on Hads. "Zo. Have you heard ze newz, about ze bear?" The past few days had been such a collective clusterfuck, Vad had no idea who Vadimir had and hadn't heard of the shizz that'd gone down. For now he had little interest in keeping up with Cinn and Nida's pseudo lover's quarrel, far too invested in passive-aggressively venting his ire on the Queen's sibling.
(23:48:55) Nida was completely fine being ignored by Lee .. she had no tiff .. nor did she like the woman -- just flat out indifference. And Nida would not have to seek out affections from another had Cinn not been vying for Drak's attention and sexy times. Huff. The butt wiggling done on Vad's part has her teeth pinching him again and imagining what his facial expression would be like .. Alas .. it was hard, catching sight of Cinn's look and frowning further. Nida lets go for a loose huff, then move her face away from Vad's booty to gawk at the girls. Well .. mostly her questionable relationship with the female alpha. Her eyes downcast to the ground, disturbed with a paw kneading gently into its contents, quiet. " I'm okay. How are you...?" See ... she's making effort to meet half-way.
(00:01:17) Cinnema had slipped away to let them have a minute, not that.. it was probably a smart, move, considering that when she returned the proffered beaver had been already torn up and abused. Her gaze would briefly travel over to the two who seemed to be having an unspoken scuffle going on, but for the moment she was more concerned with mending old ties she hadn't meant to neglect.. As Nida's gaze dropped to the dirt and began to spoke, Cin took the initiative to step carefully closer and close space between them. Nose sniffed casually at her pelt, as if trying to figure out where she'd been. A short laugh would escape from her throat. "Could be a whole lot better, but getting there. I'm glad you're well.." If the dark woman would allow it, she'd try to give her a shy lick to the cheek, as if appologizing.. Sorry dear. But, seriously, something had to be done before Vad decided to really destroy that lovely carcass they'd brought back for him. With a small smile to Nida, Cinnema would turn to position herself partially between the other two pale beasts. She'd blink at Vadimir and give him a little smile, jaws parting to very gently with ears tucked back grab his bloodied muzzle and give him a shake. Quite obviously in a submissive manner and only to try to distract him a little. If he made any move against her she'd back off oh so quickly. After the brief hold, she'd say calmly, "We had a little chat the river, and she caught that to bring back to you while I supervised. No harm done." She'd pause to turn her head to her sister, then back to Vad. Surely he wouldn't ask what about, considering it was mainly his brother.. While she'd be willing to tell Nida, she didn't want to discuss Drak with Vad at the moment. Not when she was calmed down quite a bit and actually in a good mood. Cin would shift over to her sister, standing tall to rest her head atop the other's and ever so gently attempt to guide Lee's chin downward. Chill out and put yur head down a little you nerd. The marshmallows are to be respected. But for now that was all she wished to do, standing again semi-between them but not touching either while an ear would swivel toward Nida's direction as if wondering if she would come join them.. All nice and happy together, yes? Queen was trying to have everyone make nice! Wasn't it great that she was doing something again?