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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]He was indeed a massive creature. So massive that if he lived during the time of the mighty T-rex, there was even a chance that this massive snake would be able to go up against it and possibly even defeat it. That was just a little bit of how massive this snake was compared to most creatures. Its scales were as black as the starless night as it slithered through its way of Scarclan territory. The massive reptile didn't know anything about the clans, and luckily enough for the clanners, the titanoboa wasn't looking for anything to eat at the moment. It was hard to see the massive creature as it slithered around in the shadows of some of the trees. Hebi wasn't anywhere near the camp, as far as he was concerned he was just mostly exploring. His black eyes looked around slightly, even though the therman senses on the tip of his nose worked just as well at detecting body heat of any creatures that would try to get close to him. His tongue would flick out, almost the exact opposite hue compared to the rest of his body. The tongue almost as same color as bubblegum. Even though he was massive, the large snake seemed to be at a decent speed on land, but if he was in water, then he would be all the more faster. So now, the former extinct reptile just continued to make his way, not afraid of anything that would approach him.
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He remembered what had happened. Well. Slightly. After being struck by lightning after going on a trip he didn't know what happened after that. The man eating creature didn't have any memory of how this had actually ended up happening to him. But one thing was for certain that he was in no condition to move. The massive beast was a little bit outside of the Windclan territory. There was a massive chain around the beats neck that was anchored toward the ground to keep him from moving really anywhere. The hybrid also had two spears that were sticking out of his body. The wounds seemed to be recent on the fact that the wounds that were created for the still impaled spears were still oozing blood from them. Instead of being covered in fur like most creatures were that were mammals, the other was actually covered in a thick layer of feathers that covered his entire body. His long tail, that was about as long as the rest of his body was curled around him without him even realizing. The male was breathing heavily and his head was on the ground. The chain around his neck wouldn't be easy to get off thanks to its metal nature, but he didn't believe that he would be able to get far anyway as he didn't even know where he was. Looking at around his shoulders, one could see that he had some form of wings... yet they seemed to be cut in half as the ends seemed to be crusted. There were some form of helmet that was on his face that hid his eyes and both of the teal hued horns on the top of his head were missing too. A groan would escape the beats jaws as its bird like feet would twitch. It was going to bleed out soon if no one did anything. For some reason there seemed to be two fluorescent colored barrels that were near them. Were the barrels somehow related to the man eating beast?
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Somewhat like Attie, the massive beast's past was filled with nothing but bloodshed. Ransacking villages in order to capture them and bring them back to the massive building that somehow controlled them. Living them little time to actually make their own decisions as they were mind controlled the entire time. The hybrid didn't have a mind of his own, and just did what the spiritual creature had told him to do, which was the only way he really got fed was when the humans were converted into a food source. Did the man eating beast really are what happened to the victims? Of course he didn't. He was only doing what he took to survive, and that would probably become fairly strange toward the clanners in general if they knew about that. Survival was the reason why he acted the way he did, as he didn't have anyone in his life that would be willing to protect him through hard times and would probably just want to kill him in the end if he went against the orders of the supreme being that they were forced to serve under. When he got struck by lightning though, the control that he got from that supreme being seemed to disappear entirely. It also probably didn't help since that once he was struck by lightning that he hadn't woken up and didn't even realize that he was chained up somehow. Who could have done this to this kind of creature in the end? Who could be so cruel? Yet someone would probably want to be this cruel if they realized the many lives that the other just began to take in order to feed himself. It would probably be looked down upon by the others for his eating habits, but there weren't other creatures that he could ultimately communicate it out to.
Trico had been almost unconscious this entire time. The hybrid not really have the strength to wake himself up as his feathers were drenched from the spears that were in his flesh. The spears that were impaled on his body seemed to have some strange glowing pattern that were on them. Almost as if they were from a different civilization entirely at that. There was one spear that was lodged in his right shoulder while the other was stuck in his left back leg. Each of these positioned in his joints so that he couldn't move properly even if he tried to force it. His breathing continued to be somewhat labored as occasionally one of his scaled limbs would move. As soon as he heard something approaching him though, the feral beast massive ears suddenly began to perk up with the sounds. They were soft, and then suddenly it heard something speaking within its head. That was completely unusual for him as he never had a voice going on inside of his head. Immediately, Trico's head began to turn, the chains that were around his neck rattling with every small movement that he could make. Huffs were beginning to escape his jaws as he turned his head in the direction of where the other sounds were coming from. It was some sort of creature. It was much smaller than he was, but that didn't mean that they weren't a threat. His massive tail began to swing behind him, knocking into several trees that surrounded his body in the process. His huffs almost turned into whines as he wasn't really able to understand what they were saying. Relying on the body language that they used in order to figure out what they had wanted. A beast that was trapped in a corner with nowhere to go and wound? What would be the ideal behavior that would be expressed in this situation? He wasn't fearful, but the aggression that he expressed showed that. With most of the larger features of his body gone, it means that he doesn't have a proper way to defend himself.
His large optics don't have any pupils inside of them, and seem to flicker between different colors. The colors soon settle down to a light red color though, which shows his soon to be released aggression. Then another creature makes its way over, and it's a coyote. The mythical beast needs to do something in order to keep them away from him. He doesn't need their help! They're a threat! They'll just make everything worse! His large ears soon began to pin against his skull as his feathers almost seem to bristle like fur would in the distress he was experiencing. Finally, the mythical beast let out a loud roar, obviously not liking the others being close to him. And as he attempted to even move a little, bit didn't seem like the other was capable of standing. His eyes were flicking in other directions as he looked like he wasn't capable of striking any of them as they were out of his striking range. Trico continued to roar at them, lowering his head, and snapping his jaws with a loud clap emitting from it, as a warning to stay back. While all of this was going on, if someone listened closely they would hear his stomach growling. The talons that were on each of his toes desperately scratching the ground in figuring out some way to maybe get away from these creatures. As he did so, he drove the spear in his right shoulder deeper into his flesh, causing him to stop a second to yelp before growling at the others for now.
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omg hi sorrell ;00
you brought a trico character hhhHhH
i wanna play the last guardian so ba d
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Ayyyyyy oddi! Wassup hahahaha we always seem to end up in some of the same places hahaha
and yep!
technically trico still needs the boy from the game ; P
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Ferals and clanners. Two different types of creatures that acted so different from one another that they might even be considered different species at the same time. They acted completely different, but all of them capable of having the mind of their owns. Clanners were less selfish than ferals were, since most ferals mostly just care about themselves and their need for survival and nothing else. Ferals don't have morals because morals would just hinder their ability to think and just do what they kept them alive. Clanners were quick to trust others, even those that were of different species. Such as how someone could join as a rabbit and trust the predators that lived in that clan to not eat them as long as they made sure that their were sentient. Ferals were also sentient, as they were able to tell threats a little bit faster than clanners could because all the ferals could really rely on would be body language and rarely anything else. There were times where someone could become non-feral and could act like a clanner, but for that to happen it could even take years to get to that point. Most clanners look at ferals like some sort of threat as there had been plenty instances where those kind of creatures have just gone out to attack clanners. But that doesn't mean that they are completely out of their mind. There are reason why ferals attack clanners, whether its for food, or they feel like the other creatures are a threat and are trying to take away their territory. Never in the right mind would a feral want to anger a clan. So what would become of a feral that didn't know of the clans and knew nothing about them? One that wasn't capable of speaking their language. They didn't know the things that he's done, or the actions that he's taken in order to survive. If he was capable of speaking and someone would question him about the things that he did, he would be confused because he thought everyone else did what he did in order to ensure their survival no matter what. It made sense after all as most creatures didn't have to think all that much to be capable of making decisions that would prolong their life.
Even though there was plenty of pain going through the beasts body, this didn't mean that he was about to drop his guard anytime soon. He did have a secret weapon that he could use, but he couldn't bring it forth himself and had little knowledge of that in general. His jaws were powerful enough to practically crush metal itself so if anyone got close to him there was no telling what would happen to them. Well, it would probably be obvious at that point now wouldn't it. The small wings that were around his shoulders seemed to flap themselves, the pain stinging that area since his wings seemed to have gotten cleaved in half. Dried blood obvious on the ends of the wings where they were cut. Trico watched as a smaller creature began to make its way over. The wolf pup was probably lucky on the fact that he had a strict diet of humans and nothing else. He could probably try to eat other animals but it wouldn't sit with his digestion system right. The man eating hybrid needed to make sure that he had his strength up, but he didn't even know how he got her. He noticed how the wolf seemed to lower its body in a submissive position which seemed to confuse the other as his eyes suddenly flickered to white before turning light pink again. He didn't care about these creatures. They could bring too much attention to him. What if they worked for the humans and they worked for them like dogs? It wasn't all that strange since he mostly came from an era where tribes were still around and domesticated creatures were quite rare but still available. A low growl escaped the others jaws as his shattered stumps where his horns used to be continued to glow. Trico tried to roll himself a little bit so that he would be on his stomach, but the way that everything weighed on his body he was forced to lean in an awkward manner and it was still painful as blood continued to pool around him. He didn't care if Victorianpup was trying to help him. As far as he was concerned they were all threats no matter what size they were.
His red pupil-less optics looked at Attie cover the female that had just approached. The lupine based creature began to make its way slightly closer toward him, and the threatening posture that the hybrid was giving off continued. The redness of his gaze almost increasing in intensity as his talons dragged across the ground digging deep grooves into the soil as he did so. Again his jaws would snap shut, echoing through the surrounding area as he was able to slam his massive fluffy tail onto the ground almost seeming to cause the ground to shock. This massive beast wasn't something to mess with, even if the other creature was being submissive in front of him. He had nowhere to go and it could be a trick that he wasn't able to identify yet. The crippled wings on his shoulder seemed to spread themselves out, as if he was trying to make himself look more intimidating even though his size was usually enough to scare off most things. The broken helmet on his face slightly restricting his field of view causing the other to turn his head a good way to figure out that the creature wasn't going toward him. Instead it was going toward the barrel that was nearby. The change in attitude seemed to warp quite quickly as the roaring and snarling stopped. However, the look on the others face still said that he didn't trust those around him as there were around two other barrels, not counting the one that was around him either. Trico carefully watched the other begin to push the barrel toward him, and his one working arm almost seemed to reach out a little bit. Like a puppy that was desperately trying to reach its food. His eyes changed colors at the same time, reducing the color to almost a white hue instead of being red as the other wasn't going for the spears that were across his body. The air was still thick with tension, as any small movement could end up setting the other off quite easily. The mythical beast's gaze flickered between the barrel and the creature that was pushing it. It reached out with one of his bird like feet and tried to grab it but it was just out of reach for the other. He needed what was in that barrel. Not only would it help heal his wounds, but it would help him regain most of his strength back. A mixture of what sounded like a whine and a huff escaped the others jaws. But he wasn't about to beg. He was better than that.
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sorrel, your avatar looks epic asf i love it and wanna cudddle it to death and omgi mean
hiyes
i will make everyone
want to hug this cat bird
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The words that they spoke were somewhat of a foreign language to the likes of him. He was able to tell what they were trying to get through with the movements that they made with their body. Trico would never be capable of returning those words in his life as he just wasn't capable of forming speech in general. The man eating beast could only let out certain vocal signals when he wanted to communicate with others in that sort of manner. He had after all never talked to the Master of the Valley, who had controlled him from what he could tell. Where was that Master now? Trico didn't know where he was at, but once he was somehow freed he would be able to look around and figure out where he needed to go for that. He knew that some of the words that they said actually had the same meaning as they did in the language that he did know. The language that Trico knew being incredibly ancient and someone would only be able to figure out that language if they read it in a book and decided to teach themselves it. The large beast's eyes remained the lighter color as he watched the other creatures, even the smaller female began to get closer to him and travel to the barrels that surrounded his body. He craned his neck to see where the female exactly was at, but the chain forced him to only look in a certain perimeter as it was quite short. It was amazing that the chain was long enough for him to even lift his head at this point. Trico was still not sure what to think of these creatures. He knew that it could just be a trap to lure him to his death, but these creatures didn't seem to be controlled by the Master of the Valley. How could he tell? Maybe it was mostly because of the fact that if they were, they probably wouldn't even try to be near him. They would go off and do their own orders instead of worrying about the likes of him and just leave him to die instead. That made sense to him at least. What was their motive though? Why would they help something like him now? It confused the feral creature as he couldn't really wrap his brain around humility when it came toward the clanners that he had never seen in his life.
Indeed the beasts eyes could actually change into several different colors depending on what the other's mood was. The hybrid's eyes seemed to commonly change into red and a lighter blue color when he was just sitting around doing nothing. There were colors that represented his distress, worry, curiosity, and many other range of emotions in general. He had hidden powers that he didn't even know how to harness as there were certain elements needed in order to unlock that power. His gaze returned back toward the canine like creature. He didn't know exact species so he couldn't identify them. That was probably for the best since the place where he was from was mostly empty with any form of life. The only life that was found there being that of different species of bird. He could hear the birds in the distance, but other than that he couldn't hear the usual sounds of the place where he stayed. Was this place far away from the Master of the Valley? Did the being still influence this far away? He would find out sooner or later that was for sure. He watched as the coyote began to push the barrel toward him, and it became close enough that his taloned foot was able to grab onto the barrel and move it closer to him. The creature didn't pay much mind toward the other as he looked at the glowing barrel, some type of fluid that was leaking out of them. If anyone else tried to taste the fluid it would probably make them fairly ill while it was his food source. He did look at the other though as if to make sure that he wasn't going to try and do anything to him while he devoured his food. His eyes flashing a yellow color and remaining that way. Maybe this canine creature wasn't all that bad? Maybe he could be trusted. Opening his large mouth, Trico devoured the barrel, chomping it like it was butter swallowing all the wood pieces. Although a couple of the wood pieces dropped down onto the ground below him. The helmet on his face adjusting slightly as he chewed.
The other two barrels were soon pushed toward him. He did the exact same thing, and the aura that would surround the beast seemed to become a lot lighter. What sounded like a hum would escape the large creatures jaws as he shook his body a little bit. Careful of the spears that pierced his body. One thing was for sure though, Trico had calmed down around those that were surrounding him right now. Maybe even to the point of letting the others take the spears from his flesh but no one else would know until they tried. After he was done eating the other barrels though in the same fashion, the other seemed to move its scaled limbs underneath its body. From there, he tried to move himself up into a standing position. For a second it seemed like he was able to stand, before his joints locked up and he fell back down onto the ground. Luckily enough the spear in his shoulder didn't get embedded deeper into his flesh and a whine escaped his jaws. Now instead of being a yellow color though, the feral creatures eyes were just a white color as his head hung low as he continued to pay attention toward those around him. His head would occasionally look at the spears on his body as he tried to grab at them himself, but with his movements restricted he couldn't quite reach them.
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why do i do this to myself
i have three characters now
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The scent of blood would waft through the border of the territory that was unknown to him. Kiba didn't even know it was a territory in the first place. The large wolf hybrid had been trying to get away from something specific. That specific problem being the humans that had been after him. When someone would come looking for him, the massive wolf would be laying down in a hollowed out tree, the canine not expressing any movements to his body. He had just been trying to find a place to rest for the time being while the bullet wound in his leg would begin to heal. The wolf's body already covered in lashes and other forms of attack that seemed to be done by a type of weapon instead of being attacked by an animal. The male held no scent to his body and didn't belong to any of the clans that surrounded this place. If he were to stand tall and face the creatures that would soon be around him, he would be bigger than that of a dire wolf. As he was a hybrid between the two, the male not understanding how both of the species ended up coming together but that didn't matter. It would be hard for anyone to know if he was breathing or not thanks to the shadows that casted over his body thanks to the hollowed out tree. The blood leaking from his wounds already starting to puddle around him, no sense of emotion played across his face that was still hidden behind the shadows. The creatures that would approach him would have no idea what would come of them if they decided to approach a wounded animal that would be cornered thanks to where he decided to take shelter.
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*plops and waves*
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[justify]Hi Sorrel!! Welcome to the tribe, glad to have you here ^w^
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Ah thank you!decided to bring an old ass character back xP
hopefully he doesn't cause too much trouble for you guys ; P -
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sorrel you're here!!"speech"
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OH SH*T INNY YOU'RE HERE TOO!
HEY BUDDYi promise i'm not stalking you XD -
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HOLY CRAP INKY YOU'RE HERE TOO?
WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT HEY BUDDY HOW ARE YOU
