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The Ecology of the Elven Cat (unpublished AD&D 2E version)
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<blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 2539957" data-attributes="member: 508"><p>"Where'd that elf girl go?" grumbled Skunge. He had tasted the thrill of an easy kill, and didn't want it to slip from his grasp.</p><p></p><p>"Urp," answered Grool.</p><p></p><p>Skunge whirled on his partner, then stared in amazement. Grool yelped a little louder, then started wiggling his hips to and fro in some bizarre dance step. "Yipe!" he shrieked, and "Yow!" He dropped his spear and slapped at his own rear end, spanking himself as if trying to smother a fire.</p><p></p><p>"What are you doing?" asked Skunge.</p><p></p><p>Grool just screamed louder. His eyes grew as big as saucers, and he stopped hitting his rump and started slapping the front of his breech-cloth.</p><p></p><p>"Shut up! You'll scare her off!"</p><p></p><p>It was then that he noticed the blood seeping through Grool's breech-cloth. Grool gave a high-pitched shriek that sent shivers through Skunge's spine, but Skunge was unable to move, transfixed by the trickles of blood that were running down his partner's thighs. He unconsciously covered his own breech-cloth with his hands, as if by doing so he could ward off whatever invisible phantom was attacking Grool.</p><p></p><p>Finally, in desperation, Grool ripped the breech-cloth from his waist. A bloody hunk of flesh fell to the ground as he did so, and that was all it took for Grool: he passed out cold upon the forest floor.</p><p></p><p>Still unable to believe his eyes, Skunge stared at the bloody mass near his partner's unconscious form, and jumped back when it moved. No, moved wasn't the right word - it grew.</p><p></p><p>Shaellin had mentally switched off his <em>reduction</em> and followed it immediately with an <em>enlarge</em> spell.<strong>[15]</strong> He jumped to normal size in a heartbeat, then continued growing until he had doubled in size.</p><p></p><p>"What--?" is all Skunge got out before the elven cat pounced.</p><p></p><p>One swipe and Skunge's spear went flying off into the underbrush. Another swipe knocked the axe from his hand. Weaponless faster than he would have believed, Skunge grabbed at the cat's throat, but his fingers couldn't get a purchase on the blood-soaked fur. Shaellin's jaws clamped on the orc's neck, and in less time than it takes to tell the tale the leader of the Bloody Fang warrior-wannabes was dead at the cat's feet.</p><p></p><p>Shaellin padded silently back over to Grool's unconscious form, and placed his front claws over the orc's eyes. Naked, blind, and weaponless, the orc gave Shaellin many minutes of play before he died.<strong>[16]</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Richards, post: 2539957, member: 508"] "Where'd that elf girl go?" grumbled Skunge. He had tasted the thrill of an easy kill, and didn't want it to slip from his grasp. "Urp," answered Grool. Skunge whirled on his partner, then stared in amazement. Grool yelped a little louder, then started wiggling his hips to and fro in some bizarre dance step. "Yipe!" he shrieked, and "Yow!" He dropped his spear and slapped at his own rear end, spanking himself as if trying to smother a fire. "What are you doing?" asked Skunge. Grool just screamed louder. His eyes grew as big as saucers, and he stopped hitting his rump and started slapping the front of his breech-cloth. "Shut up! You'll scare her off!" It was then that he noticed the blood seeping through Grool's breech-cloth. Grool gave a high-pitched shriek that sent shivers through Skunge's spine, but Skunge was unable to move, transfixed by the trickles of blood that were running down his partner's thighs. He unconsciously covered his own breech-cloth with his hands, as if by doing so he could ward off whatever invisible phantom was attacking Grool. Finally, in desperation, Grool ripped the breech-cloth from his waist. A bloody hunk of flesh fell to the ground as he did so, and that was all it took for Grool: he passed out cold upon the forest floor. Still unable to believe his eyes, Skunge stared at the bloody mass near his partner's unconscious form, and jumped back when it moved. No, moved wasn't the right word - it grew. Shaellin had mentally switched off his [i]reduction[/i] and followed it immediately with an [i]enlarge[/i] spell.[b][15][/b] He jumped to normal size in a heartbeat, then continued growing until he had doubled in size. "What--?" is all Skunge got out before the elven cat pounced. One swipe and Skunge's spear went flying off into the underbrush. Another swipe knocked the axe from his hand. Weaponless faster than he would have believed, Skunge grabbed at the cat's throat, but his fingers couldn't get a purchase on the blood-soaked fur. Shaellin's jaws clamped on the orc's neck, and in less time than it takes to tell the tale the leader of the Bloody Fang warrior-wannabes was dead at the cat's feet. Shaellin padded silently back over to Grool's unconscious form, and placed his front claws over the orc's eyes. Naked, blind, and weaponless, the orc gave Shaellin many minutes of play before he died.[b][16][/b] [/QUOTE]
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