[ooc]ya know karma maybe I will try
. Uh I'm new to this so tell me if I screw up[/ooc]
Not too far east of the battle, lay a small, hilly, grassy meadow. Various small animals were grazing and feeding yet there was one creature who stood out amoung them. It sort of looked like a deer, but It No eyes could be seen on its odd oval head. It had multiple tails that looks as if they had razor sharp blades on them. It picked up its head from eating grass when It heard something in the distance. His name....is Cuattle.
Cualttle: {I have to be careful, soo many deaths I have seen.}
Cualttle is the last remaining person of the
keymong species. This was a very wise and secluded species. He has some telepathic and telekinetic cababilites and he sees by sending mindwaves kind of like a bat uses echolocation.
*Cualttle picks up his head again, placing his ear in the direction of the battle*
{This time I defently heard something.....It sounded like clanging. I will go inspect it.}
*Cualttle trots off to the west picking up speed going downhill.*
[ooc]okay roll ill add a little more[/ooc]
His long brown fur was being blow, back at the speed of his run. It has been known for keymong to reach speeds at over 160 mp/h when they get there five legs moving at their fastest. Cualttle was in a trot, an easy 80 mp/h. He opened his mouth and let his long yellow tonge hang out of the side. He leaped over the top of the last hill and leaned back to stop and see what was going on in front of him.
{So much destruction, carnage, the same kind that killed my People. They will all pay for this.}
Cualttle: "
You will all paaaaaaaaayy!!!"
He let his legs carry him as fast as he possibly could. His tails, which were the strongest and sharpest bones there were, were now rapidly spining, creating the optical illusion of a circle.
*Cualttle dashes off towards the battle*
{I don't care what there fighting for, the carnage must stop! Even If I have to kill everyone of them so that they will not fight again I will kill them all.}
*Cualttle runs towards the nearest of people fighting hoping to catch the first group by suprise, giving him the advantage.*
Adreniline was pumping through his two hearts. He would fight until he died.
[ooc]This is the only remaining photograph of a keymong. Note it is amature so it may be blurry.
Keymong[/ooc]
Edited By ledmonkey on Nov. 21 2003 at 22:10