Roleplay - 20th January

ooc: You can continue where you left off, but he'll just have competition now. =P

Occ: Alright then, understood. Also it's nice seeing you again =)

ooc: It's great to have back with us, Poops. =)

Corson backs out of his hole with a scorpion between his jaws. He drops it on the ground and swiftly decapitates its stinger before it's given a chance to defend itself, then devours it in delight.

ooc: Since I no longer want to play Karlyn, I figured out Stormy's test. She will put Karlyn in the open, and the male who kills her without hesitation is the one she wants, as he is vicious and evil? which is her liking. Is this alright?

Stormy smirked. A rover or Guntram? This could certainly get interesting... She needed to test them. If the male ruling at her side was soft, her family would be a failure. She knew exactly what her test was to be.

ooc: I'm voting for Guntram here.  xD Just me though~ Judging on their bios and all...

bic: 

Zola stares at her sister.  She doesn't support this.  Choosing a dominant by sacrificing one of their pups...? She sighed and shook her head sadly.  She turned around.  The single flower of the Reapers waited patiently.  She didn't want to see this.

Stormy returned to the burrow. She trusted someone to keep everyone in line. Her sister, Zola, could possibly be a brief lead while she was gone for the few moments this would take. The young pup, Karlyn, was showing signs of weakness- something Stormy didn't want in her budding family. She slipped into the burrow and latched her jaws around her daughter. If her children were to grow to be useless, she would feel no remorse in ending them. She returned with her almost three month old daughter encased in her jaws, a sadistic smirk revealing her yellowing teeth.

Karlyn squealed as her mother dropped her into the sand. She looked around to see her aunt hiding, her back turned, the other members watching with anticipation. What was going on? She peeped to her mother, but got no response. She was looking at two males- both very different looking. One had a really pretty pelt, she thought, but he was scarred and that terrified her. The other had a more friendly aura to him.

I will find my dominant with this test. The one who does not hesitate to kill this pup will become my partner, as we need viciousness and slight evil to lead this mob alongside me. Actually, I don't care about the amount of evil. Just get it done.

Karlyn peeped with fright as she knew she was that pup. No, please mommy! Use one of the newborns! She looked to the male she thought would be nicer. Please don't let him hurt me!

Corson witnesses Stormy offer one of her pups as a sacrifice to both foreign males and emits a guttural growl, not because of the Reaper matriarch's heinous act, but because they're trepassing dangerously close to the portion of the foraging patch that's abundant with prey he claimed for himself. They'd better not pilfer his morsels or he'll shred their ears! It's extremely callous of him to be more concerned about his food than the life of poor, innocent Karlyn. But, unfortunately, that's just how Corson is, utterly apathetic towards the welfare of others and only cares about himself.

Stormy watched the two males. Gunthram seemed to already be prepared to tear into her daughter. She could hear her young pup begging for mercy, but that is what made someone weak. You don't beg for mercy. You make them beg you for mercy. She understood Karlyn was just a young pup, but she had too viscous parents to give her the physical and mental state to at least try- and she was doing no such thing. She wondered who would take the first bite... Nexxon didn't seem as cold hearted as his competition, but she could not intervene. The test would prove whom was worthy to lead at her side.

Raine watched eagerly. She never liked having younger siblings. She enjoyed her position as Mommy's favorite. Even though she knew a softy like Karlyn would ever take that place, it was nice to know she had one less sibling to compete with.

Karlyn looked to her mother, but the dominant female was staring at the two males, not her daughter, with her ice blue eyes. Mommy! Please! But she knew her pleas fell upon deaf ears. Maybe she could join those legendary meerkats up in the sun, and play for eternity. But maybe someone would save her. 

ooc: Pancake, is this what you would classify as an evil move...?

ooc: very much so.

Zola sighed and retreated below ground, wanting no part in this... She glanced over at Stormy's pups through narrowed eyes.

Corson watches the scene before him totally nonchalant and apathetic. Just as long as it's gory, he won't care.

ooc: Corson is so heartless XD I just imagine him to be that way. =P

Stormy lashes her tail impatiently. She can sense the silent bloodlust in the air as her mob members wait impatiently for the blood bath to begin, like she is herself. Weaklings must be eliminated, weaklings must be eliminated she keeps chanting softly over and over, only loud enough for her daughter Raine to hear. If it's Stormy's motto it will one day be Raine's.

Raine claws the sand, her mother's almost insane chant bothering her. If weaklings must be eliminated, as was obvious, why were these males taking their time? She was counting on the one with the pretty pelt to tear her younger sister to shreds minutes ago. Was he waiting for Nexxon?

The agony that overtook her small body was over quickly. She remembered the male calling her pretty, but then he bit into her. The bright explosion of pain seemed to vanish just as quickly as the life from her eyes.

Stormy watched coolly as her offspring was killed. She heard her group snicker around her. Seeing as Nexxon was still watching, having have done nothing, she found the victorious male of her test, Gunthram. She was surprised she had looked him over so so long- he'd just kind of been there, in her eyes. She'd never seen his true malicious soul until now, and that fact pleased her. She hardly looked at the bloodied mess of what remained of her child, it no longer mattered. She approached Gunthram before hipslamming the male as well as scent marking him briefly using the scent glands on her chin. This was her way of warning the others to back off, as he is now her partner in crime and off limits.

Raine approaches the little body of what was once Karlyn. She was undoubtedly going to the Sun Angels, if they existed, which is where the soul of no Reaper should go in the after life. If they were a true one, anyways. That was why her mother selected her for the death test. 

ooc: Taakah, the Reapers could use Nexxon around here still, as they are mostly pups, but if you wanted to have him be Dominant Willows need one, if Poops does not take the position. (I'm not sure if he will, as he's taking the Midnights position I do believe)

ooc: Lol, wow. Nice detailed post, Poops. X3

Corson merely gazes at the mutilated pup's form with a sadistic grin. The pool of blood... the shredded flesh... absolutely wicked! He obviously has no sorrow for the innocent pup and feels absolutely no sense to seek retribution against the deranged Guntram for his heinous act, like one would normally feel after witnessing an act so barbaric. He couldn't care less about the poor pup. All he cared about was the gore, and he thinks Guntram provided an awesome amount of it.

Stormy returns to foraging. She's already forgotten she ever had a child that was not of Reapers spirit at heart. She uncovers a scorpion, ripping it of it's stinger brutally. She then slowly chews on it, dragging out it's death. Once again Raine attempts to nab her mother's prize, but Stormy swats her away with her paw. She was old enough to find her own food.

ooc: Oh dear I bet Kira is next as she's a bit soft for the Reapers she's quite the opposite of her sister Raine. I will toughen up the Squirrel she's going to be an ankle biter.

Unaware of the carnage of the testing of a new dominant male, Bonnie is at the burrow as always keeping an eye on the groups pups. Baby sitting was usually a better choice for her then to have to contend with Stormy out in the foraging grounds and for now things looked peaceful.

Bored of trying to keep his balance and practice sentry duty, Squirrel abandoned her post and set her eyes on a path of tormenting pathetic little Kira who was huddled in Bonnie's shadow.
Charging at the younger pup, Squirrel leapt and snapped her teeth around Kira's ankle.

Yelping, Kira recoiled into Bonnie's fur and whimpered trying to shake Squirrel off of her foot. It was only the intervention by her trusted adult that separated the pair of pups and sent Squirrel back to her sentry spot with a warning growl.

ooc: Just so you know, Poops, mating isn't allowed to be described here, as children do register on the site. =P We keep the role play at, I'd say, PG-13.

Corson watches Guntram bring the deceased pup's corpse over to Stormy, then drop it in front of her without displaying any ounce of remorse or regret for his brutally heinous act, an impressed smirk upon his visage. He thinks the new male is badass.

Stormy sits next to Gunthram in the sand. She could sense his advances and would do nothing to turn him down- by the time her litter would be born she had no doubt her mob would grow again. For now, however, she wants to watch and see if Raine can do it. Stormy herself has never participated in cannibalism, nor did she want to, but maybe this would see if Raine really had what it took to succeed Stormy in the distant future...

Raine eyes the carcass before her. She doesn't exactly understand what her mother's new mate wants her to do. She thinks he's telling her to eat it, but the thought makes her wrinkle her nose. Ew!

Kara was eagerly munching on a scorpion,and had no problem eating the beast since she was inmune to its poison. Her face was covered in grains of sand and she needed a manicure,but there was still a glint in her eyes. Placing her weight on her haunches she would look around at the other meerkats,out of mere interest before going back to shoveling dirt to find another juicy meal.

ooc: Eh, don't wait for me here until I get Blizzard done... xD

Corson watches Raine, his interest piqued. Is she barbarous enough to consume the carcass of that deceased, feeble pup or will she suffer the same fate?

Raine can see the glares of her mother and new adopted father. She wants to impress both of them with a burning desire, but the idea of devouring someone she shares blood with disturbs her. She can feel the stares of her family, not just the dominants, so she takes a bite. It's small, and she hardly manages to get the flesh down. It's nothing like anything she's ever tasted, but she's not sure it's in a good way. However, she does know that if she is to inherit Stormy's position in the mob one day, she'll be doing this, so she takes a few more bites. It's best to grow used to the taste now.