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Post by fate on Dec 22, 2010 5:29:46 GMT
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"Here be speech!"
It was snowing lightly and it was hours after the Iris Pride meeting had occurred. Stupid Bane had left and was now back standing on the rooftops while snow slowly gathered at his large feet. His reason? He didn't know but that didn't matter now. He could see a figure in the distance. He grunted as he shook his feet and looked closer. The lioness was white and by her looks, he knew who it was. Icefang. A fellow i Iris Pride member of course and also the one he was supposed to lead with unto the Tempest Pack for the early distraction attack. He gave a small smirk as she got closer. He pawed at the roof silently until he walked closer to her.
Now they were close enough to talk without having to scream across the whistling of the wind. He eyed Icefang, a female he'd really never talked to before. He didn't know why though, the female was gorgeous. Of course Zodac was always saying that about females. He was such a player but he couldn't help it. Loner life does that to a male. It was strange because when he started out as a young cub, he was anything but a player. He was respectful and always treated females nicely. Never would he give a sarcastic remark to his fellow female zoo mate. Wow, how boring he had been were the thoughts running through his mind as he remembered all this. Somewhere along the way he'd changed and he was glad he did. just imagine how boring he'd be if he was still like he was when he was a cub.
Finally he figured someone had to speak. He caught her eye once again and sighed, a small smirk on his face. "Icefang." he greeted devilishly. "So I guess now would be a good time to discuss our plans, our ideas on the distraction plot. Rather genius if you ask me but there are many details that needed to b examined. "
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Post by xarkla on Dec 22, 2010 5:51:56 GMT
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Icefang had been traveling to the roof only hours after the meeting. She had checked up on her cobra, giving him some food and laying by him. Deadly Mix wasn't meant for this weather and she had him in the driest room in the hospital. The snake was important to her as she was to him. Though as she leaped onto the roof her blue-slate eyes caught the figure of the Bengal tiger. He was the same age as her and would help lead her attack party two days before the actual attack. She was proud of her position as the plan seemed to be going so well. Flicking her tail she dipped her head in greeting as she took a seat in front of the feline. Listening to him, she waited for the cat to finish talking before she could use her own set of lyrics. If the ivory lioness wanted her attack to go well it was best to use teamwork.
"Many things we need to discuss," she chuckles softly as she speaks loud enough for her voice to be heard over the howling wind. The blizzard had been changing patterns. Certain days it was harsh, others it was more calm. Focusing her full attention on the male, she flicked her tail as she thought of all the things needed to be discussed. "First of all, we need more members. I suggest we range from medium to large cats. Smaller cats will also be asked but we won't need so many. They are better for dodging and sneak attacks," glancing at the direction of Tempest territory she growled as another set of words slipped past her lips. "I'm thinking the way to get all the warrior mutts up to the cliffs is by a roar. Attacking by night will make them mistake me for Florence," a shiver of delight runs down her spine as she continues to think over a quick plan.
"I was thinking if all the felines were to hide when I give a roar. Those mutts would only think it's me as I'm sure Florence will find a substance to cover our scents. They'll charge like the stupid mutts they are, and all the other felines could attack them when they are close enough." Taking a breath, she finished her little summary. It was all she had thought of so far. "Any ideas you like to add? Any opinions?" she asks as her eyes glint with curiosity. What would this tiger provide?
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Post by fate on Dec 23, 2010 4:42:31 GMT
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"Here be speech!"
He nodded in agreement when Icefang was done. Her plan was good and would work but it needed to be perfect. It had to be full proof. Ideas swarmed through his head, examining each one with details he always asked when talking of an attack or being attacked. They did need plenty more cats if they wanted to make a dent on the dogs, even though Zodac himself could take tons within ten minutes. The dogs were tough, he'd give them that alone but they ... they were just not as tough as most of the big cats in the Pride. He also thought that the best place indeed would be the cliff, announcing the arrival with a roar or two. One full of determination and rage. Something most of the Pride had.
" It's a good idea. I know many that would love to join in on the attack. " he expressed with a grin on his face. " As for the cliff, it sounds perfect but I do believe at least two to three may need to accompany you in the open. They would suspect something was up if it was just you alone, besides it'd be much more convincing that you were Florence if you had followers -- calling you Florence."
He looked down at his feet when he stopped, shaking the snow off of them and then began to speak again. He had much to say. With Brooke pregnant, I doubt she herself would show but thats just an assumption. It's actually best she doesn't show though, she needs to be saved for Florence only. Although... no we would have to run this by Florence but I believe we should do damage to her mate. "
Zodac could see it now. The whole plan laid out in his mind, of course it'd have to be approved first but he found it brilliant. " It'd kill Brooke and make her even more distracted. My idea is that 1) we could attack her mate in the fight. or 2) i sneak in, the asylum. Another huge cat accompanying me to restrain Brooke. We would torture the male yet not kill him. As tempting as it would be, it'd make Brooke focus on solely him. A perfect distraction. "
He gave a huff and realized he really did have a lot to say. " Or it could be done in battle but either way, I think that would be a rather big distraction to Brooke herself. Your opinion?"
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Post by xarkla on Dec 23, 2010 5:03:21 GMT
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Icefang nodded as she thought. They would better believe it was Florence if she had two or three cats with her. "Would you like to be one of those cats to back me up?" she asks as she glances at Zodac. "I think a tail flick would be a good sign for the other cats to attack when the mutt's become close enough," she looks at her own ivory tail as it flicks. Felines would understand it. Icefang stood up to shake herself off as the snow piled up on her coat. Sitting back down, she wonders about the torture idea. There was a chance they might not find her mate. Though, the ivory female knew they would have to run the idea by Florence, as she wanted Brooke to herself.
"Well, we wouldn't have the time. Florence wants Brooke to herself, and who knows what she plans to do. I say the best we should do is just hold her mate back...harm him, yes, but do hold him back if he tries to interfere." The lioness hoped they didn't lose to many cats in this war. Winter was a hard season. She may of not been built for it with all the snow, but she was tough. "If Florence gets Brooke and her mate captured, then the torture idea would be good. Doing it on Tempest territory could cause the members to get in the middle of it." She bared her fangs slightly at the thought. Those stupid mutts have no idea what's coming.
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