A Deadly Catch[Myra]

[sbs]

Tonight was a full moon perfect for hunting. The man that was walking around the park tonight had heard of rumors of a female lion roaming around in these parts. He had already gotten another leopard just a few hours ago and left her with Fang. But he could not past down the opertunity to have a female lion. A strong and deadly hunter perfect for his plans that were unraveling. If the beast didn't feel like obeying he'd beat dominance into the lioness.

The only thing that needed to be done was finding it. His silver hair blew gently in the chilly nightly winds. his redish orange eyes serveyed the area as his nose picked up the scent of the lion. He smiled sadisticlly as he began to creep upon the thing. He quitely and gracefully spung up into a tree waiting as the scent came closer and closer. He watched as a woman walked past. he smiled, so the lioness was a shifter...

He quickly dropped down behind her a sound not escaping as he didn't wish to alert her fine hearing of his resence. "So, You are a shifter... Interesting..." He said giving his position away He quickly dove into her mind and grabbed her name. "Myra Winters I presume... Nice to meet you."

[celia]

This was great; it was full moon, and Myra walked as a Human. Two hours had passed, her training was paying off. Although the beast was heavily displeased, it wasn't forcing the change upon her. Am I finally old enough? The thought had crossed her mind several times in the last hour. She was One Hundred and Thirty Four, not young by any means. But still young enough to feel weak. Maybe, it was all her mental training. Ah, who knew. All that mattered was it was happening. Took bloody long enough, a small smile of triumph appeared on her lips.

Being so heavily distracted, Myra hadn't even noticed some one was following her. Not until his cold voice spoke. It was unlike her to miss such things, was she loosing it? Or was he just that good. She didn't bother to turn around and face him. Now that he was here, his scent filled her nostrils. A dead one, he stunk of strength. How had she missed him? "What do you want Dead One?" Her voice was cold, if he knew her name he wanted something from her. Most didn't bother with names if it was mindless violence.

[sbs]

A coy smirk came to the lips of the Pure Blooded Killer as he appeared infront of the woman, "Well, You are a shifter. A lioness, a strong and lethal hunter in your feral nature." He paused as the coy smirk left his lips and his eyes gazed upon her, "What I want... Myra... Is to world this planet, and you are going to help me. Weither you like it or not." He said in a cold tone. His voice was firm showing dominance yet also... cockiness.

"You're choices are, Die... being beaten into the ground until you accept, run... Or just simply accepting. Your choice however Running and fighting are the two more... 'fun' options." He said as a sadistic grin elipsed his lips. He looked at her, wanting her to change to her feral state, or possibly she could combat him in her human state. Either way he was waiting for an attack. He could tell this one was going to be a handful.

[celia]

"You have got to be fucking kidding me," Myra was expecting something but this? Seriously, was he on crack? She stood there like she'd just got slapped across the face. Her stance loose, while she tried to process his demands. He didn't expect her to just accept it? She could tell he wanted to beat the living day lights out of her. Great... Just what I need... A raging loony that’s quite possibly stronger than me... How was she going to get out of this one?

"Are you on crack?" She shook her head, and almost laughed if it wasn't for the serious look in his eyes. Her heart rate sped up as her lion growled within. And her stance changed as she got ready. Only weres did she attack in lion form. Animal against animal, human against human. "You can't expect me to just casually say, sure! I'll join you lets go for a cup of tea to celebrate," She said sarcastically. Myra waited, if he meant it. He'd come after her, she hardly ever attacked first. She needed all her focus on this one; she just hoped her lion wouldn't distract her.

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He was gone in a flash, now appearing right behind her without warning. "Then it looks like I will be able to have fun with this." He said as he spun around launching a palm heel towards the small of her back. He didn't hold back, she could take it, she was a shifter after all. "You will join me, even if I must beat you into submission." he said as he vannished, appearing infront of her and coming in to trip her and take her to the ground.

He wasn't going to waste his time fighting her, not unless she herself could put up a fight. What he wanted to see however was her Feral side. He wanted to see what she could do both in her human form and as a lioness. Maybe she even had the ability much like Fang to contort parts of her body into the feral state, such as grow claws and such.

[celia]

Ooo the little slime ball, she wanted to wrap her hands around his throat and crush his neck. He was serious, this scared her. Why her? No not her, he wanted her lion. It pawed at the edges of her mind. No, She told it firmly, Not yet. Her human nails transformed to razor sharp, pointed claws. Her teeth changed aswell, and were no longer blunt human teeth.

She had little warning when he disappeared, only the leaves under his feet gave warning. How was she to fight a enemy that wasn't there? This was new. She only had a second to adjust. Ah hell, She growled. A sharp pain went through her back, she grunted. Okay she wasn't ready for that one, but the next one she was. Instead of falling into the trap of being tripped, she crouched, then sent a sweeping kick towards his left knee. Not waiting, longer than a split second. She jumped up and sent an open palm strike toward his face.

[sbs]

His grin didn't leave him, not one bit. He laughed as he was falling and as her palm heal came he once agian dissapeared. A eriee clapping came from above her. The Pure Blooded Killer was perched in a tree, casually sitting there as he stopped clapping. "Goood, very good Myra. This is excelent. Now the fun begins." He said disapearing agian, a loud snap and the tree cracked and groan as it fell towards Myra. She's only have seconds to move out of the way otherwise it would pin her down.

Three more snaps followed by the same groans and more trees fell towards her cornering her to where there would really only be one safe place to dodge to. And that's when her would get her, But for now as the tress fell he waited in the shadows until the time to strike was nye.

[celia]

A loud snarl came from her, and she bared her fangs when he disappeared again. Her blood bolied, she wanted blood. His blood. Why'd he stop! Where'd he go? His clapping answered her question. He was teasing her, another snarl came from her. When the tree started coming at her, she forced up strength, caught it for a second then pushed it aside with a considerable amount of effort. Luckily it wasn't a large tree, but it was big enough. When the others came towards her, she has no choice but to dodge.

Where was he? Her ears picked up nothing and see couldn't see him. She was a sitting duck, and she hated ducks. She had to move, but if she moved she'd be distracted. Her eyes did a sweep of the area, leaves littered the area. She moved two metres to her right, into a small spot with a large amount of leaves. It would give her at least a small warning. If he came from above she was screwed. She rolled her left wrist, she should of just dodged the tree. A stupid mistake on her behalf.

[sbs]

Coming from above was exactly what he did. His siloutte shone durring the full moon as he flipped around out of his jump and came down with an Axe kick towards Myra's left shoulder. He was having fun with this. Oh so much fun... before his foot touched he once agian dissapeared. However a whistling seared through the air as a shining katana shot for Myra. Vicious appeared a few feet infront of her. "If you can't attack me or defend agianst me with your hands. Then use my sword, I swear I'll give you some hope at hitting me." He laughed.

Oh how much fun he was having with this woman. Perhaps he could get into her head enough to make her transform. Or maybe perhaps. His eyes seemed to glow a bit as he began to prob her mind once agian, this time taunting the lioness inside, provoking it. He was doing this in an attempt to bring the beast out. Dear he was having so much fun.

[celia]

Searing pain erupted from her shoulder, Myra dropped to her knees. However the whistling from the blade, gave her plenty of warning time. She rolled to the side, and the blade went straight through the spot she just was. She was down on one knee in front of him that alone received a snarl. "No thanks, I'd rather make do with what I’ve got," Use his katana, Never. Besides the sharp blade, it was as noisy as a jet plane to her ears. The high pitched noise it made would only warn her.

Her lioness teared at the fringes of her mind. He was provoking her, Bloody leeches.. I said not yet damit! Trying to hold back her lion was paining her emotionally and giving her a splitting headache. Myra lunged at him when his blade was fully extended, it would take him at least a second or more to draw it back and reposition. Pushing off with all her strength, she let her lion loose. A mass of muscle, claws and fangs, was coming at him, and not so slowly either. He had about a second before claws sunk into his flesh.

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Vicious smiled as he saw the beast come out. He dropped the sword and side stepped the lunging Lioness. Excelent, a prime hunter of the serengetti. "Good, good... You will do you perfectly." He said as he walked in circles around the beast his Scarlet eyes watching the large 'cat' carefully. The fangs, the Claws. The muscle mass... all perfect. He would certianly have fun with this one. Especially seeing as how she was as fiesty as she was.

"Time to entertain me cat. Let us see what you can do." He taunted as he stopped and motioned his hands for her to come to him. If she was too much for him, his back up plan waited quitely and unheard in the bushes. He proped the beast's mind once again, this time easily provoking the Feral side to attack. It was as if he was poking it in the nose with a stick repeatedly, however the stick... was his words. He taunted relentlessly both Verbally and mentally. Waiting for her to attack.

[celia]

The Lioness snarled, when she didn't land on flesh. She pawed the ground wishing his rotting corpse was infront of her. Why was it so hard? All she wanted was just.. Just to have her fangs tearing his flesh! To taste his blood! Why was it so hard..? Did someone hate her that much? She raked her claws through the dirt, leaving a large gouge.

Turning around to face him, she roared. Just looking at him, Oh! How she hated him! He was taunting her, and her tail swished wildly. But instead of running and lunging at him like he wanted, she stalked up to him. Blood boiling, she circled him. Slowly, glaring at every inch of him. Then when the provoking got to much she lunged at his left side claws ready to tear him to shreads. Give me blood!