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Post by evagoblin on Dec 18, 2011 4:00:42 GMT -5
Blood shifted slightly on her throne, crushing some of the bones, and tearing holes in the hide. Suddenly, her throne fell from under her, having her land face first onto the dirt ground beneath her. She looked up to see a pair of dusty paws. Dirty paws.His paws. "Nice landing." he chuckled. She snarled, his taunt searing through her fur like the morning sun. "Shut up. Like it's my fault." she growled as she climbed back up the throne. "Well, my Queen, what are you waiting for?" her visitor smirked, knowing full well what she would do. "Rumble, I hate you. What kind of favor would you have me bestow?" Blood sighed. Rumble laughed some more. "Oh, you know, the gift of marriage?" On the word 'marriage' a large beef bone kit him in the head, making his ears ring. In the few moments Rumble was, well, not himself, Blood told her friends to carry him off, promising them more then a cat head for their efforts. As they scurried off hastily, dragging Rumble along, Blood could only keep a straight face and lounge in her chair.
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Post by Ceeder on Dec 19, 2011 10:58:01 GMT -5
Buck
Padding down the streets, he gradually made it near the alleyways. He padded down one, not really heading anywhere, he never really did, but he hardly ever came back to a place where he had been before. The cold snow, that was a bit on the gray side, was sticking to his paws, and it was starting to irritate him, "...humans" he muttered. Seeing some dogs in the near front of him, he couldn't really make out what they looked like, but mainly their body outlines, as the alleyways weren't exactly the lightest place around.
He padded on, not worrying about it, until he saw that they had been dragging another dog. He grunted, another dog dead, he assumed. He shook his head and padded on, and then he heard the sounds of bones falling and moving. His ears perked up, the alleyways were a dangerous place alone without the pollution, with the creatures that lay in here, and not to mention the brute dogs gone savy.
He looked around the corner, and saw Blood sitting there. He furrowed his eyebrows in a confused way. He'd not seen a dog like this before, sitting on a pile of bones like that.
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Post by evagoblin on Dec 19, 2011 12:05:01 GMT -5
Blood's eyes shifted to adjust to the moving shadow of another creature. Another dog. The dog seemed confused. Using her ears, Blood beckoned him forward. "Who are you, adn why do you look at me with such confusion?" She waited for an answer.
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Post by Ceeder on Dec 19, 2011 18:38:38 GMT -5
Buck
He padded near her, and kept his head normal. He didn't feel she was superior towards him, though seeing her sit on the bones as if it was her throne made him almost chuckle at her. "Well considering you're sitting on a pile of bones, and it seems that some of your friends have carried off what looked like a dead looking canine, I can't help but find you a bit...curious." He raised his eyebrows, narrowing his eyes a bit. "Who I am though is irrelivant...I'm not the one sitting on bones...who are you?"
He continued to pad closer towards where she sat. His muscles moved in a fluid motion, and his ear twitched, prepared for what this female might do. You couldn't blame him though, alley way dogs weren't generally the most trustworthy, nor the most predictable, and sitting on a pile of bones didn't seem like the way to come off as a kind and gentle canine. The snow that was falling was gray, and began to cling to his fur, though he didn't react to it.
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Post by evagoblin on Dec 21, 2011 2:26:52 GMT -5
Blood's reply was short and blunt; "I am blood." However, the next words to flow from her mouth would not be so easy. "Why do I appear curious?"
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