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*Leo nods and takes Scatty to her room*

*Leo gently lies down as to not hurt her busted wing*

*Scatty smiles and snuggles Leo*

*Gharn and Iris exchange pleasantries before the Elder turns on the TV to a nature program*

*Leo kisses Scatty and flicks out her tongue*

Leo: S-sorry... Force of habit...

*Rt finally walks away from Dt's corpse, Sr follows. He finally opens up his cockpit and delicately pulls Rita out, and sets her on the ground.*
*Mason hops out of Sr, and runs over to the prone Rita. He scans her for a moment, then pulls out a syringe full of a clear liquid, and injects in one of Rita's gauntlet ports. She jolts up, and begins to hyperventilate again.*
Maston: Lt, you... alright? *He looks over at Rt.* Did you successfully integrate?
*Rita nods still unable to speak, Rt stands silently over them.*
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*Jake nods to Iris,*
Jake: Hey Iris, good to see you.

*Iris nods then leans forwards and speaks lowly so Gharn doesn't hear*
Iris: May I ask what your problem is with Horus? I saw your look when we were talking to Maiev and Kara
*Doesn't appear angry, just curious*


*Scatty smiles*
Scatty: Don't worry.. I can be patient.

*space wolf jogs Into room*

Seems we have another hunter out in the Forrest....
Found ... Missing furs only.... Trophy I think....

The meat was mostly left..something strange out there.
Somthibf not adding up... There not hunting for meat, trophy hunters take heads.... Its style is not like a fur hunter...

*Gharn grimaces*
Gharn: That has to be Onyx...


*Iris shrugs and walks off to be with Horus after his work day is over*


*Morgan and Dria had hugged Jordan once more before going off to lessons*

*space wolf jogs back in northern woods tracking a deer over the slopes for a excellent pelt*

*power armour whines as driveing up the screed rockface to flank the beast*

...

*yarl growls slightly in response *

Onynx..... What beast is that. ?
What you know Gharn...

*A huge black streak slams into the deer and kills it with the mere impact before vanishing into the bushes before the Marine can get a clear look, let alone a shot*

*marine kneels down and checks deer before spitting in disgust*
Gah... The plets ruined by bone.... Splintered ribs...

Gah..
*draws chainsword and bolt pistol and tracks the blur..
(if I cannot have that... Your pelt will do....)

*tracks the beast best he can*

*The Marine is able to track the creature into a clearing where it stands stock still. *
*It is a massive, male, almost twelve feet tall with black fur. His head it that of a giant panther and his body is very humanoid except for the legs which are like those of a cat*
Onyx: Humani... but somehow more...
*He stares at the Marine with evil yellow eyes*


*Gharn shifts uncomfortably *
Gharn: Onyx is a Torc Pantha, a Were Panther. He is... he is called the Beast of Bast, a monster among his kind.
*He shakes his head*
Gharn: He seeks to find a challenge in all beasts. He kills not so much for sport, as he does in a duel.
If something has been killed by him, he had a reason, even if it was only to see if it was a challenge to him

*space wolf looks at the cat*

*growls*
I am.... So much more than human.... Space wolves chapter... Adatus arastes.... We are the lords of feneris!

*revs a chainsword and cocks bolt pistol *
Now I always like big cat pelts....
How about I take yours.

....

*agmar*

So... A beast who thinks he a alpha ... And aims to prove...
So we have a hunter after all....

His head would look good on my wall....

*Onyx snarls and moves. Incredibly fast he rushes the marine and knocks the bolter aside and aims to grab the marines helmet*


*Gharn nods*'
Gharn: Perhaps, but do not underestimate him, that would be your undoing

*agmar*

By dates... I am 10,000 years old.....300 by time lived... You think I got this old being a fool.

I will not... But if I find him.. I shall kill him.

....

*space wolf growls, swaps pistol for combat blade and tries to ram the blade into side as bringing up sword to protect helmet with the blade whirring blur of mono edged admantium teeth*

*Gharn looks amazed*
Gharn: But are you not Humani? Your lifespans are so short


*Onyx jerks as the combat blade rams into his gut then knocks away the chainsword before falling back several paces*
Onyx: Better than I thought
*He pulls out the combat blade with a grunt and twirls it expertly into a underhand postion*

*Leo cuddles Scatty and ignore the pain in her busted wing*

Leo: I love you Scatty.

*Intense cuddles*

*Blake is out cold in the lounge*

*space wolf*

I am not humani.... I am more than that.
I am legion arastes.... As I know our oldest is 1000, my lord is 700.

They call us adpatus arastes now... Yet I am of the past... Time... Is a enigma... We are genetically engineered soldiers, formed to be the elite.

...

*space wolf*

If ya bleed... You can die.. Kitty gonna be a good rug!
*revs chainsword and pulls and one handed axe off belt for clearing wood*


*charges full force and aggression howling before aiming to embed axe in heart and make the stab would far worse with chainswird*

*Onyx growls and his eyes glint as he suddenly leaps, twists and lands on the marines shoulders before gripping his head and yanking hard*


*Gharn looks surprised then yawns*
Gharn: I will have to... ugh, learn more of this later. Now I need sleep.
*Curls up on the couch and sleeps*


*Scatty smiles and cuddles back*
Scatty: I love you too Leo. So much.
*1,2,3,4 I declare a cuddle war*

*reinforced neck bones finaly give but not before driving axe hard as can into where ever he can reach*

My brothers.... Will kill you
...

NO .... SURREN.....

*falls to floor with a thud as armour runes trigger a alert at hall That something up*

...

*space wolf nods*
Come to my hall one day... You learn.

*The Space Marines head separates from his body in a spray of blood and Onyx takes a wound to the leg. He hops off as the Marine falls and looks down at the helmeted head in his hands*
Onyx: Know that you fought better than most.
*He nods approvingly, removes the head from the helmet and tosses it aside then grabs the marine's weapons and limps off with them and he helmet under one arm*


*Scatty get's NPC'd*

*thunderhawk lands nearby the clearing and space wolves see trail of blood and the dead wolf weaponless*

*looks round and check scene*
Tell the yarl... Ivan was slain. Weapon. Helmet. Gone.

*yarl replies and gives orders to hunt in packs, and that no one is to hunt alone without backup*

*thunderhawk collects body and wolves engage in discussion about how to exact revenge*

...

*yarl plans to talk to gharn*

*Leo npc's Scatty with extreme cuddles then eventual sleep*

Leo: To much cuddles...

*Leo falls asleep using Scatty like a massive teddy bear*

*Marilania teleports down after a shower and finding some clothes decent to wear*

Better...
*telporrts down and makes coffer*

...

*space wolves debating how to avenge ivan*

*several plans involve alot of napalm*

[Yvette tentatively walks into the kitchen] ..Hi. [Looks around for some form of cooking apparatus she actually understands]

[Yarrick strolls out of the Baneblade after idk napping for a few days or cuddling or both] [Looks cheerful]

*marinalia notices her walk into kitchen dressed in normal skirt and top combo*

Oh... Hey.. Morning. *finishes making coffee and sips a large mug*

*starts making self a stack of toast and marmite*

[Yvette smiles] Morning..
[Looks with confusion at the toaster] It's an oven?

*marilania*

Umm... *thinks* it warms bread and makes it more crispy....

Its nice.
Oven over there... Turn dial to set temp...
Same with the hob... There's manual whisks... And such about...

Sorry... I did not know... You want me to make anything. *smiles slightly nervously*

[Yvette looks at the toaster and then the oven] But they are so small?
Ovens are big smoking things in my town... They cook racks of food. [Looks closer at the toaster] This cooks less than one bread?

*marinakia*

4 slices.... Like 8th of a bread.... Maybe...
Umm... There domestic... One person, maybe a few to cook...

There not for a town. We have those on some of the larger places like ferasian hall but these are far smaller.

*tries to explain things well as she can*
I can show you how to use them if you wish..

[Yvette smiles] Please. I want to learn to be useful. I'm not a guest here, I can't let folk do everything.

[Looks thoughtful] An age of cooking for one person at a time...