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Posted by Chilali and Chepi on February 19, 2007, 1:57 am, in reply to "ąGentle Giantą" The war had left the candy-cane-icorn badly scarred, while Chilali didn't have many means of injury. The coward lioness hadn't wanted to fight her... but Chilali would have that worthless creature's throat in her jaws someday. Her tongue rolled gently over the scratches in Chepi's flank, and the equine lowered her horn to the ground, aparently having just awoken. They'd been taking it easy the following weeks, and Chepi was healing up nicely. The candycane-icorn rose to her hooves after having the rest of the blood removed from her mane, flicking her tail distastefully as she trotted off from Chilali a distance. Having now lost anything better to do, Chilali's eyes once again returned to the bush in which Frollo had taken refuge in, which now proceeded to throw a fit. She flicked her tongue over her lips, as the blood on the ground was rather enticing for a predator who knew no honor in fair fights. But with Lobo standing guard, Chilali was skeptical at actually attacking. It wouldn't do her much good, she knew, even if Chepi decided to kick in... and the striped unicorn was still somewhat weak. Chilali wouldn't get her into a bad position just for vengeance. However, Chepi seemed to pass the large white wolf's attention, as she loped towards the ox and wolf at a steady trot, flicking her mane. Her scars weren't very aparent, as the rest of her red stripes made them appear only as darker scratches. Her singed hairs had dropped off and recovered, and the small bit of poison she'd recieved wounded out by Chilali. The rather large and narrow scar stood out, as it crossed through the rest of the winding scarlet stripes on her lower back. Her walk would have held a limp, yet she carefully subdued it, not wanting to seem a low creature. However, it was already obvious that Chepi's approach held no malevolence, and Chilali was left unsure of whether to follow or keep her position relaxed upon the rock she had claimed her resting place for the hour, her head on her large paws and golden eyes sleepy, tail flicking with absent-minded laziness. The pretty equine shifted her gaze from between the ox and the... bush, then the blood on the ground, and back once more to the musk ox. Chepi was rather young, a tall and lanky creature. Her glittering spiralled horn shifted as she turned and glanced over her shoulder at Chilali, who gazed at her with a cat-like squint. The white wolf was probably prepared to take a nap, or just feigning to be tired. Either way, the minty unicorn shrugged lightly, turning back to the musk ox, somewhat shyly. "What happened here?" She asked, turning her head slightly. She didn't want to appear to be impeding, and Frollo didn't look like Mr. Sunshine to her... which was why she had approached the ox an almost drastic bit more than the bush itself. She turned and glanced once again to Chilali, who's eyes were either closed or squinted tightly. She knew very well the wolf wasn't asleep, but the arctic wolf yawned and flopped over onto her side, which slowly drained Chepi's former assumption.
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Chilali was already well accustomed to the fact that Frollo was a few potatoes short of a french fry, so when she witnessed the wolf limping into the meadow, she could do little else then grunt and return her attention to Chepi.
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