Posts by Cthulha Braus

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha noticed the crowd and loped over to the dead dragon. She sat beside her mother and sister, her head bowed in respect; though she had never known Bastille, she sensed the sorrow of those around her and knew that he had been much loved.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha cackled and rested her head on her sister's shoulder. "Hey, Winding. Hey, mom. Hey," she added to Basil. "Nice to meet you, Granddad." She smiled at the others around her, nodding to each of them in turn.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha grinned. "Sounds great! I'm in." The steward's tail wagged in excitement.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha vaulted down the tower stairs and plunged into the sea of rats, swatting here, biting there, and generally smashing skulls. "Delightful," she growled in irritation. Who knew there were this many rats below the castle's floors?

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wild dog . steward . bhr

"I'm red too," Cthulha called, jogging over to her mother's side.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha cocked her head, intrigued. Alliance? Nice. One more clan to the roster.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha cackled at the cat's predicament. "Nice one, Granddad." Maybe she should try pranking someone. Her grin widened as she imagined competing with Basil, each trying to outdo the others' tricks.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha had no idea what was going on. Hallucination? Prophecy? Actual event? Was this a stunning revelation or was her half-uncle insane? She joined the hug, licked Holiday's head gently, and decided to look into it later.

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Friendship with Cthulha? Maybe they spar from time to time.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha glanced after the possessed cat and cocked her head. "He's still confined to mortal abilities, right? He didn't get super strength or anything?" She gestured back toward the room. "He's just a... spirit, or demon or whatever that's using his body. So if we tied him up and kept him in a room until he left... Okita, right? Okita's mind, that would work, right?"

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha howled back and took a step toward her mother. "Nice! You're back." Her mother's lion form had taken some getting used to.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

At four moons, Cthulha was barely a steward. She had hunted only a pawful of times, had explored the grounds just once, and knew only rudimentary fighting. She was a determined worker, though, and so had found an empty room in which to remedy her inadequacy in battle.
Scuffing and boxing invisible opponents, the wild dog pounced, slashed, and bit her imaginary foes. Her growls echoed ominously around the vaulted chamber. She realized it wasn't the ideal way to train, but still she meant to 'fight' until her muscles ached.

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I can. that'd make sense
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here you go

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wild dog . steward . bhr

*mother and daughters

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wild dog . steward . bhr

OOC: Sorry, Sasha, this one's private. We could always have a separate thread if you'd like

IC: Cthulha jumped at the intrusion and turned guiltily to face Separateway. She scuffed the floor with her paws and muttered, "Yeah, but everyone else is busy. I thought it'd be easier to just, y'know, train by myself." She realized how dumb her idea had been and felt like an idiot.

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OOC: That's fine ^^

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wild dog . steward . bhr

"Niiice." The steward trotted toward the basket and nosed through it carefully. "Ooh, a dagger." She'd been through the armory, of course, but none of the weapons were quite as nice as this one. She gathered it in her jaws. "Thanks, man," she said around the hilt.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

Cthulha grinned as best she could. "'Course, Mom," she barked, her voice muffled by the knife. She'd have to find a decent sheathe she could sling around her waist. With another nod to the emissary, the steward loped off toward the castle's armory.

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wild dog . steward . bhr

"I'm Cthulha!" The wild dog barked a greeting as she tumbled loudly out of some nearby bracken. "Nice to meet you," she said, studying the cat. He looked to be about the same age as her. Nice. She loved her sister and all, but it could get boring when you only had one friend your age.

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Cthulha glanced up, then, and smiled. "Really? Nice," she barked. "You can keep it on." She slipped into a basic fighting stance and backed up a bit. "Ready when you are."

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