Great Cold Distance

[Pantera]

Ah virgin land. No one seemed to have touched this land as of yet, and Pantera had the privilege to do so. The female was totally out of her element, but she was learning how to control her fire powers by immersing herself into the coldest and harshest of territories. She battled the vicious cold winds, drawing her skull downward, and closing her eyes for the most part. She could feel her formation beginning to heat up as her mind told her to set ablaze.

Opening her eyes, her body became a fire ball, and it was seen in her body language that she was growing frustrated with the depths of the snow. She pounded it with her mitts as she would often break into a temporary lope, then re-battle the winds as fiercely as possible. She was one huge fire ball of energy, and was willing to waste her energy out here where no one would bug her.

Pantera pranced around once she got the hang of the bitter winds, her flames dancing with the wind as she loped, pranced and trotted. She was a headstrong stubborn female, and most males hated her for it, but she wasn't interested in the mating game, that was soon to be here. Bah humbug! There was no one for her anyway, and she didn't want to belong to anybody. She enjoyed her freedom, not having anyone to ever answer to, nor having another soul to worry about. Pantera was, well Pantera. Shy at first, but warmed up rapidly.

The female was having a gay old time in solitaire, and pitied the fool that disturbed her.

[Leo]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true]

[atrb=background,http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/winkatuck/leoleoleo.png] Leo padded through the icy tundra, the wind piercing through his fur and into his bones, but he didn’t care. He was still irritated. After walking along the lake, he had decided to head to the icy terrain, where he knew he could safely practice his elemental powers, without setting anything on fire, or embarrassing himself again. He enjoyed listening to the howl of the wind, and feeling the cold sink its teeth into his body. It reminded him of his failure, and his lost pride. Closing his eyes, he focused on the spark within. It took a while to locate it, but once he had, it roared to life. The tingling sensation spread through his body, more powerful than ever, and he was immediately ignited in flames. His eyes opened, glancing at his pelt. The flames danced around him. He slowed his heartbeat, attempting to control the random movements. To his shock, he succeeded. The flames grew still at his command, and rose at his command. He sent them away from his body, a fire ball, coursing through the air, at his control. He smiled, feeling the extra power course through him. It seemed that losing control, and then the fever had actually increased his overall power. He had never been able to manifest fire so quickly, nor control it so magnificently. He then heard someone approaching. He saw the female, body covered in flames like his. Guess this is a good place for fire lupus, he thought. His flames danced closer to his body, as he watched the female. She was heading towards him, and soon she would see him. He wondered what her reaction would be.

[Pantera]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true] [atrb=width,430,true]

[atrb=background,http://heart-tails.com/images/sotes_stuff/panteramiddle.png] Pantera stiffened suddenly as she caught whiff of a familiar scent. It was Leo; but she never really had the desire to properly meet him upon last encounter. She wasn't really interested in his presence as she was far too busy occupying her needs to master her powers. She protested with a snort, that offered black smoke exhaled from her jaws and nasal passages, as orange eyes seemed to light up to a bright bothered glow. Hackles rose as another smoke filled snort emitted the air, ad she aggressively pranced with her skull, and tail held high, her shoulders stiff, and her rump wiggled as she pranced about in massive circles pretending not to see him. Leo may assume she was putting on a show or just acting out upon nothing, as the aggression wasn't really directed to him anyway. It was more of a fact that she felt another's presence, and displayed heavy aggression as a warning to keep at bay. She swung her skull side to side as she pranced, jaws agape, and snarled ripped from her chords. A good way to practice fire breathing as sparks flew from her mouth, and then opened fire as she heaved a heavy exiled breath. Now this was more fun than an irritation that someone was there watching her. She danced lightly on her feet, as she learned to master her agility, and speed, just not the fire end of it yet. She breathed out a massive flame as if she were a dragon; melting a good portion of the snow several feet from her. She whirled around in a circle attempting to create a ring of fire, but failed. Her body was not ablaze yet, as she wanted to play with what she had thus far. She concentrated mentally picturing herself setting ablaze, and she could feel the core of her body heat up rapidly, and then brought herself into a full flame. She brought herself to her hind feet, and shook herself violently with snarls ripping through the air, as if she were ripping apart a rag doll, as she brought herself downward, and backing up upon all fours shaking her body with sheer violence. She attempted the ring of fire but only brought it half way. Well it was a start anyway.. She calmed herself purposely, and looked around finally seeing Leo who was watching her. She felt no shame as she brought herself to a cool off and offered a light smokey snort. She wasn't going to go to him as she half expected him to approach her this time. She doubted that he would, so she threw it out of her mind, and practiced some more, having fun with her stuff.

[The Creature Account]

The great griffin had been circling and scanning the barren land in a restless search for prey, red tinted brown eyes glinting with hunger and a rather aggressive need for sustenance. His mate had given birth to some fine hatching and he had been occupied feeding her and the young, his own hunger now coming back with a vengeance. Today he would find tender meat, and it did not matter whom or what fell under his grasp, as long as he could slice his beak into them. The long and sturdy talons on his front fore arms tightened in response, long razor claws gleaming in the dull light. The winter had been fierce at the very best, snow pelting the small flock of griffins as they banned together to survive and this mid aged male had quickly come to assert his dominance over the group which had won him the right over his mate. A fitting reward for the 48 inches and 385 pounds of testosterone driven predator, though the battle for leader had not been easy and the scar that was concealed beneath a mane of rich feathers was proof enough on this fact.

Letting the harsh winds carry his large body forward with more ease, he continued to scan the ground until his gaze fell upon two wolves, head cocked as he contemplated them. They appeared to be loners, wolves that were easier to prey on and therefore much more appealing to the winged predator. Griffins were notorious for their uncanny intelligence, it was what made them such formidable predators if one disregarded the harsh pointed beak, giant eagle talons and strong lion paws of course. Upon closer inspection he noted that the odd creatures seemed to be ablaze, a deterrent under normal circumstances but this was no ordinary day; the griffin was hungry and this was the first prey he had spotted in miles. Slowly he began to silently circle them, staying in the air without too much trouble as he let the heavy winds do most of his work.

Raising his head he let out a savage screech, a hungry cry of dominance as his talons extracted, dipping his wings to soar terribly close to the wolves in an attempt to frighten them. As need be he could swoop in on one, pierce their hide with formidable claws and kill them off hopefully before their tried any of their hockie pockie fire magic. With a strong thrust of his wings he skimmed over his prey and then rose again, circling with aggressive cries, his beak snapping open and closed vehemently. What a prize a wolf hide would be to bring home to his mate, yes tonight they would feast upon these creature’s bodies.

[Pantera]

I will wait for Leo to reply first since it is his turn... If he does not reply in next 2 days, then he's probably void of being there. I will then reply... Sorry for the wait... Been waiting on him... LOL