Rolplay - 23rd of September

Jezebel was only concerned about destroying others' souls... o-o

Schemes snorts. She doesn't like him anyways, he was too clung to Bohrok.

Nero smiles. He is staying.Slightly stunned,He quickly gets back on his feet and rams into Dash as hard as he can, ripping fur out of Dash's side, scent-marking fervently while clawing Dash's tail. Nero scent-marks a little more, then opens the wounds that Dash got from Reaper, scent-marking even more and sinking his teeth deep into Dash's neck, not close enough to kill him but just half an inch away. Seeing that Dash is still alive,Nero scent-marks Dash thoroughly and bites his ear, then screeches as loud as he can into Dash's ear, mocking his so called demon screech, while ferociously clawing Dash's legs and flank, scent-marking him heavily then scent-marking the bushes. Dash had to do better if he wanted to defeat him..

Schemes began to screech too.

Dash stood back and rolled his eyes. This mob was so insane, it was willing to let itself be to be taken over by just two rovers, he snarled. This mob was too weak for him. They wouldn't even fight. He turned to the others and snorted, you pathedic fools, you let yourselves be controlled by two weaklings! I am out of here! He snarled at Simmons, you are the weakest of all! He turned and ran off toward his old territory, he knew that the Black Mambas were evil, if they were here, thosed two rovers would have been dead long ago. He shook his head disgusted as he ran.

Schemes smirked. He was gone.

Nero snarled at Dash. He wasn't weak! But he WAS insane!

Schemes looked at Nero and Reaper, Strong males, just what the group needed. They had a shortage of males, they were needed.

Dash crossed the border and thought with a wicked grin, when I bring the Mambas here, they will see what evil REALLY looks like.

ooc:Reaper is being taken out. I asked the admin to delete my post on him and his bio

bic:Nero turned and scent marked the males and bushes again, his anger was the only thing that was keeping his wound pains from setting in.

ooc: without Dash, the mob only has two other males, Simmons, dominant, and Rafoni, pup who is still below ground.

ooc: Oh. Is Reaper going to go back to Linklu?

ooc:He's been at the linklus

bic:Nero scent-marks the bushes as hard as he dares,he doesn't want to run out of energy to try and impress Juamba.

ooc: There's Manas and Rahi, I think Nero might stay...

ooc:What do you mean?

ooc: Manas and Rahi aren't going anywhere XD

Meanwhile on the edge of Devils territory, Quagmire had stopped under the shelter of a larg camel thorn tree to catch his breath and to assess his situation. He looks around anxiously to make sure the Devils havent followed him here. He sighs in relief that he managed to escape alive. He's bruised and has a large gash on his thigh but luckily not dibilatingly injured to the point he cant continue on. But his lucky escape is bittersweet. Quagmire may have survived the attack but what about Grischka? Quagmire scans the area frantically calling out for his son but gets no response and realizes that he's no where to be seen. Quagmire lowers his head in guilt and sadness. Without thinking, he ran to save himself leaving his son for dead, and now because of that, Grischka may have payed the ultimate price with his life.

At Megan's request I have edited the posts regarding Reaper. I apologise if this has created some inconsistencies in the day's activities.

ooc: So Reaper had permantly dispersed, am I correct?

ooc:Yes

bic: Nero can slowly feel his strength returning, but he's still pretty tired.

Quagmire's eyes start to well up with tears now that the last of his family is gone. Grischka was all he hed left since Mischka dispersed and now that he's gone Quagmire has no one left to rely on. The death of his son (so he thinks) and the serious injuries Quagmire has recieved are the last straw. He realizes that he can't continue the roving missions on his own, especially in the condition he's in, and starts to think about giving up. Their roving trips have been riddled with bad luck and it finally seems to have taken a tragic turn. Quagmire hangs his head low, churring sadly and at the same time, to the response of the pain that is searing through his thigh. Grischka's death was a huge blow but Quagmire knows that he has to move on. He can't let the tragedy weigh on him heavily, he can't afford to. He needs to start focusing on is keeping himself alive. Being injured and out in the open leaves him extremely vulnerable to predators so he must either start looking for or stick to some kind of shelter start to look for a group to to try to join. Quagmire pads painfully and slowly, limping, unwittingly heading towards the Barking Boys roving coalition territory.

Schemes looked at Nero. Hello, Nero, She said in a very odd, deep and devious voice for a pup.

Nero grumbled and looked at her.

ooc:I forgot to add more to Nero's bio. Check it in a few minutes. You'll know more about him.

Schemes slanted her eyes at Nero.

Nero became bored and then began scent-marking the bushes again, roughly.