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claws pulled at hell's roof as my steps echoed within. long dappled pillars carried me further into the claimence lands...more like 'poor me syndrome lands'. smirk formed along my mugs, curved them almost deviously. sonars laid pinned to my poll as i continued my short journey into the shadows. some would see my dappled hide if they stood in the light just right. others would be snickered 'pon as they waltaed past me and onto another foolish creature....

[Ransom]

<sub>Black knives sliced the earth he no mercy as he thundered along a little used path. How a gallop did feel needed, for he was new here and just figuring out the ways. There go's his philosophy again; you need to understand to defeat. Moving through the dense darkness, he cackled as animals scurried and he ran over anything in his path. Yes, this was needed.

Coming near the end of a shadowy path, he decided against turning and slowed his pace to 2 beats when nares found the scent of a puppet. Long strides caused large muscles to ripple under a scarred pelt. Auds pinned, he bobbed his head stiffly earthward for several inches, than it rose again. In a icy tone, he addressed the vixen

" greetings, wrench. thy cursing is Hitler, my hell is Storm Cliff. "

The words slipped off his tongue with ease and a calmness that could be unnerving. Quivering his canvas to rid it of insects, opticals that carried the same cool and hard manner as the rest of him as they looked about the wrench. He snorted softly. Stomping his foot on the ground, half to scare away pests and half in impatience.</sub>

[Kigo]

fire walked in with dagers clentching the earths core. his coat shined dark, his mane waveing oh so slightly. his swift body moved like a ghost to the beautiful wiched mare. he turned toward her way his ears pind to his poll looking at the other stallion. he turned back to the mare and his ears went into a comfortable posistion. he asked...........

m'dark lady would you bless me tourter of your name

he said this in a screeching voice, that would scar any light away!

[[.vindicated.][.moniet.]]

i c e


Orbs studied the graying figure that had approached her first. Paerthins crinkled in slight annoyance 'pon being disturbed. Yet, another part of her was pleased. She would perhaps leave sooner then anticipated and would find herself a home before most of the other witches that walked into this hell had. Sonars stood forth as the demon spoke of his name and his dwelling. Smirk formed along her lines as she smirked softly and replied back with grinding her stained ivorns,

The demons below have caught my cursing as Ice.

Orbs watched as the next contestant stepped up to the plate. His poison that dripped into the oxygen did not hurt her. It did nothing for him. Paperthins crinkled again in distaste this time as she repled to the second steed,

The demons have caught me with the cursing of Ice.

Talon clamped down tightly 'pon hell's roof in annoyance. How many times would she have to repeat herself? Already reapeating it twice she was annoyed and easily ready to kill. Sonars pricked once more as they brought her attention back to the first demon known as Hitler. Orbs studied him as she waited once more.

[Ransom]

<sub>Ice, her cursing was. Well, than that was her name. He neither praised nor argued it, but it was a name. Wind blew steadly, rousing his tresses and forcing them to trot allong his neck. He ignored them. Dark clouds blew over head, and he knew with satisfaction that they would be at Storm Cliff in no too short a time. Opticals watched her closely in return, and he asked, this time in a drawl with sarcism so thick it stung and a mockery that pinched at the edges of his eyes, just enough of a glint to show he was making fun of the whole claiming process, her included.

" well, my dear Ice, do you wish me to parade about, asking you a bunch of silly fool-like questions, than take up the small talk. or shall i simply cut to the chase? "

he could see in her eyes the annoyance this bestoyed unpon her, and than forced an inward chuckle. Giving the other stag a sideways glance, containing the same mockery he had presented to Ice, he stood his ground, thoroughly amused by all of this.</sub>

[Kigo]

he bent his neck in appology and lefted his head to his natural stance but his eyes light up with fire as he knew this was going to be a challenge. he arched his neck when he heard the wreched name and said.......

well M'lady I am the same being cursed for it burdens me much

his dark mane was wiped around his face as the wind picked up and noticed that a storm was under way. the perfect waether to fight for a mare. he was ready to fight for a mare all his life and was sure it was not as hard to fight a stallion as it was to fight the devil!

[[.vindicated.][.moniet.]]

i c e

Glaciers of darkness turned to look at the first steed cursed as Hitler. He was making a joke out of all this. The whole porcess she thought herself was a waste of time. Pins stood on end as she listened to him then fell back into their graves in disinterest. Her mugs parted in a slight hiss as her orbs continued to glide 'bout the surface area before them. She replied with her own games,

And what shall the end of the chase be then?

She was blunt. She knew exactly what he was talking about. But now it twas her turn to ask the stupid questions and for one or the other to fall for her in her dark devilish ways. Empire was brought into the making of the storm that revoloved about them as she waited his response.

Sonars pricked to listen to the other steed but only fell back swiftly into their graves as she waited. If there was to be a fight...then let the games begin! Smirk curled her kissers around her ivorns as orbs darted between the duo.

[Kigo]

his daggers sunk as he was waiting for the fight to either begin or to win the dark mare that suited him. his eyes burned like that of hell for that was cursed that once the eyes of fire burned they shall never go out. he looked at the mare for a second and then turned toward the stallion with ears pined to his poll. his eyes stud out the most against his body not to mention, they also that they had a blue background. his ears lifted up for a split second and then pined them back again.

[Ransom]

" it shall be this; "

he paused, lowering his crown, turning to face the other stag, than bring it up. In a cold hiss, he stated

" i shall challenge you, for the wrench "

Auds pinned, and words barely made it through his clenched ivories. In no way did it seem that he was " trying to be tough " like some would. His orbs lit up, how badly he wanted a fight. He hadn't bled or felt true pain in the longest time, and this would be a welcome opportunity. His glare was cold, but steady. For all its icy edges, the stare with full of fire and anticipation. Yes, this would be fun indeed.

[[.vindicated.][.moniet.]]

i c e

Carcass quivered soflty in anticipation as she allowed darkened glaciers to dart quickly back and forth between the earthen toned stag and the gray demon. Smirk curved her kissers upwards as she stood silently within the shadows. Which would hold her as their skank? She pondered as she stepped forth and waited for the other to accept.

[Kigo]

the stallion turned to the gray stud and said in a hiss

"I am ready when you are!"

he looked towards the mare tuked his head and turned towards the stallion. for his eyes showed darkness behind the fire now. he was ready to fight anything for that mare. he looked to the storm above and thought this could not be any more perfect to fight in!

[Ransom]

_{OOC: posted on Bloodshed Cliff}