<font color=#a1987a><font color=white></font>sometimes they eat us alive.</font>

Ruieze Fields

Open fields and soft grass...
Ruieze stretches far in the midlands of Moladion, laced with streams that feed into Diveen and out of Asteraia at times. The fields are vast, filled with wildflowers and tall, soft grass; trees are sparse, as are rocks, but one can find small shrubs to hide amongst, and the grass itself. To the south of the fields, a Ruieze River widens, and the ground becomes sandy. There is a small, grassy island that can be reached from the banks, with water-birds often congregating on the island rather than the riverbanks.

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sometimes they eat us alive.
IP: 70.67.86.153
Posted on May 17, 2015 at 02:30:44 AM by Paldor

He is in unbearable pain, his tail is now nothing more than a stub of red and white and it stings with a pain he hasn't felt in years. Tears make his vision blurry but his aggression knows no bounds no matter if his teeth catch hold of something or not. Teeth flash and he is rewarded with the taste of something other than his own blood for once, he's so hungry that if it hadn't been for his attacker shoulder checking him he might have tried to find more flesh for his starved belly. The thud the two males make when they collide is hollow for there is nothing but bones to Paldor's body, it wasn't bad enough that this unknown entity had taken his tail - fucking hurts like hell right now by the way - it's gone for his bad shoulder as well and he feels the old bones grind and promise to pop out of place, this causes him to release his hold but they are like two pit bulls at this point.

Teeth flying in all directions he tries to rear up and wrap his paws around the other male while his teeth close in on Pals face, they bite down hard on cheek and his already bloodied eye, there is pain and he screams it to the world but his growling and death threats at his attacker didn't hide the fact he knew something was definitely not right. He doesn't have time to wonder as the other keeps coming at him, why this male has chosen him for this brazen attack or why no one tries to help him. He only knows the pain of his missing tail numbed minimally by the other males vicious attack of Pals face, his eye irreparably disfigured by teeth and claw and a new flare of pain from his ear. "Oh that's nasty" Pal throws his paws at the other in an attempt to block any more bites to his face, walking back a step to avoid another barrage of bites he trips on a rock and feels his weight shift backwards. "Doooooomed!" the voices yelled as he hit the ground with a thud and a groan as the wind is knocked from his lungs.

"paldor"
" voices in head"

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it's not right; i just can't give it up - By c o v e t May 17, 2015 at 11:19:28 PM

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