Posted by Halifax and co. on 1/16/2005, 3:43 pm, in reply to "~*~Beloved::Chill~*~" Thanh looked startled. "B-but what if Mir gets hurt...?" Hali shook his head again, his long, shaggy fur blowing in the brisk winds. "Thanh, we can't interfere. It's a battle. It'll hurt Mirai's honor if we do." The large black brute approached a few more steps, closely followed by the pale Thanh, whose watery blue eyes watched the ongoing battle warily. He didn't care what Halifax said; if Mirai looked like he was in too much trouble, then by damn he'd help him! Roux snarled, feeling his taut muscles ripping in Mirai's grasp. With an angry outward jerk, he ripped bits of Mirai's flesh and fur from his frame, spitting it out and concentrating now upon freeing his shoulder. He pulled against his brother's grasp, tearing more muscle, he knew. The pain made his eyes water, but he swallowed it and again jerked away, trying to yank his wither from the tight grasp of Mirai. Angrily he bared his teeth, swinging his head heavily and striking the younger brute sharply upon the forehead with it. At the same time he pulled, hoping his attack with his fang would be sufficient distraction.
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Halifax growled, stopping a few yards from the scene. Thanh looked worried, glancing from his uncle to his grandfather and back again. "Aren't we going to do something?" He asked, finally, after a long moment of watching his uncles fight. He'd caught the scent of Roux as well, and it roused an old fear in him; though who the cologne belonged to was a memory that wouldn't take shape properly. Thanh furrowed his brow. Halifax shook his head, slowly and sadly. "No. Mirai's engaged in battle, Thanh - we can do nothing but watch."
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