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Post by Skye on Sept 11, 2010 12:39:14 GMT -5
Skye was not paying attention until...Something had a hold of her by her scruff. She yelped in pain as the males teeth dug into her skin and she wriggled trying to free hersellf. All it did was make him cut deeper. He drug her body from the alley and into the street. She was dripping blood from the scruff as he dropped her. Skye was in so much pain she just let it happen. he was smelling her over and then she lost it. She stood and tried to bite him but he dodged and knocked her off her feet and pinned her. She yelped again and tried to resist his pain.
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Post by Raowolf on Sept 11, 2010 18:12:49 GMT -5
Swift padded slowly along the cracked tarmac, apparently completely at peace, while inside his emotions raged and turmoiled inside him. It was... Painful, to have to feel. He hated it. Once his humans had watched a film on their Far-visions box(the thought of this made him tremble) where a load of Humans had stumbled around killing things, blank and empty and emotionless. Then he had found it disgusting. Now he was jealous. But the thought of his past made the ShowDog's hackles rise and he drove the thoughts from his mind like a Weasel chasing off a mouse, inwardly crying, outwardly snarling.
Then there was a yelp up ahead and he looked up, startled. A husky was being dragged from an alley by her scruff by a huge black mongrel, and all thoughts of brief recognition of the Husky were driven from his mind at the sight of their two's blood, and his own hate for Cross-breeds. So with a roaring growl his trot turned into a gallop and in a few short bounds he was upon them - tearing at the flesh and skin and fur of whichever he could reach with his sharpened fangs and reinforced claws; the three of them were a bundle of fur and teeth and claws and blood and Swift felt a horrible tugging on his already tight collar... He blacked out with a gasp of surprise and fear.
But only for a few seconds, for he was up again in a moment, but he couldn't see straight, and little yellow lights were popping and fizzing infront of his eyes...
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Post by Skye on Sept 11, 2010 19:02:17 GMT -5
Skye yelped as Swift's teeth clenched her shoulder. She gorlwed and bit into his neck before backing out of the scruffle. her fur was stained red and her mouth bleeding. Everywhere hurt on her body as she fell and closed her eyes. The stray threw Swift off by his collar and came at Skye's fallen body. he knew she was defensless and that made him breeding her easier. he sniffed a bit and as he came to her face her eyes opened and a roar of distress escaped her tired body. She jumped up and with all her strength she crashed into the male. they tumbled and tumbled and finally with a hard blow to the head she stoppedd. The male had hit her with a rock and now she was unconcious. He started dragging her limp body into the alley without wondering where the blood mad dog went.
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Post by Raowolf on Sept 11, 2010 19:23:23 GMT -5
Swift looked, wide-eyed and furious, as the other male began to drag her away again. Knowing he could not go back for the attack, or else be knocked out again as he was already dizzy, he crouched low, and grinned wickedly, bloodshot brown eyes gleaming as the orange, setting sun glanced off them. Today had been a long day... The bloodlust had too much of a hold over him to remember.
Then he pounded forward after them, skidded to a halt and said, with a wicked grin, "You just blew your last chance, buddy." Then he screamed.
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Post by Skye on Sept 12, 2010 9:16:48 GMT -5
The male was deafend by the scream but her had his own trick. He ran to the other male and flames burst off his body he burned the male alive as he kept screaming!
Skye woke up to a piercing sound and then she covered her ears. She remembered this scream and it still pounded her head. She stood and ran at him like before just as the other male started burning him. She turned and flew at the fired up male knocking him down and smothering the flames. Her paws were burnt and her tounge but she had protected her love. Skye backed off the male with a snarl and fell again. She would not get up again if the male got a hold of her.
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Post by Raowolf on Sept 13, 2010 1:19:01 GMT -5
Unable to react in time Swift's scream of fury turned to one of agony as he twisted and writhed, the flames of the other engulfing his muscled body. He felt his fur singe as the great orange gases licked around him, and the Ridgeback twisted and snapped, trying to ignore the pain and stop the dreadful sound erupting from his wide-open jaws.
Then the firey one was gone, and Swift collapsed in a heap, smoking fur and singed ears in clumps over his body. He opened his mouth vaguely and coughed, his tongue like sand, and blinked dizzily through hazy, half-open eyes. He saw the world twist and sway, and the ugly black dog stand up again - all 3 of them were bleeding heavily; how could it stand!? - and head slowly towards the female, who, like him, had slumped once more. Filled with a terrible rage at being beaten, but physically unable to assert his power, he growled weakly, sticking his legs out and pushing with all his might. His top end lifted off the floor. He couldn't feel his back legs. And with the last of his waning energy Swift half-snarled, half-whispered, "Come and get me ya' ugly brute." And collapsed.
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Post by Skye on Sept 13, 2010 16:21:15 GMT -5
Skye wimpered and listened to Swift yell. She could tell he had no fight left so she stood on one last attempt. Standing to face the brute she stepped over Swift's body protecting him once more. If you so much as breathe on him I will rip you to shreds or so help me god you will wish I had killed you! she yelled those words so loud they echoed. The brute smiled wickedly and stepped to the front of Skye. a low warning grolw erupted from her chest as he reached over to grab Swifts leg. The brute stopped and looked at her Oh are you gonna bite me Mrs? he said mockingly before slowly grabbing Swifts leg. As soon as his teeth touched the leg Skye let out a ferocious growl that sent her hair up. She hit the male full force and they tumbled and tumbled until she finally stopped. The brute was moaning in pain as Skye attempted to stand. once done she walked to Swifts side and lied against him. She shivered invulontarily and watched him carefully. she had saved his life!
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Post by Raowolf on Sept 13, 2010 16:49:12 GMT -5
His breathing was heavy and laboured. His eyes were glued shut with a sticky substance - blood, or sulphur? Couldn't tell. Didn't care. There was only the pain. In his broken mind, in his broken body, there was only the pain. The searing on his back, the strangling of his collar, his stinging eyes, his hot breath, his shredded ears...
He was slumped on a Concrete floor. His features were younger and prettier almost, but right now they didn't look it. His left ear was all but gone, and blood poured from every part of his body; a broken leg, a fractured skull, a half-torn out eye, a cracked rib... His fur was missing all over. Swift could barely see as he tried to stand, looking up to see to figures above him. Two hated figures. A big black and Brown She-Wolf, all snears and red eyes, and a huge, ugly black Akita, with one or two small scratches on his hide. They were both leering down at him.
He blacked out, and blinked into an alleyway with a gentle face by him. No, this was no time for hallucinating. There was no-one here who could love him, he was in the Warehouse! He wasn't in an alley! He had to wake up, to kill Morgan! Had to stand.
He blacked out, or was it waking up? Back on the Warehouse floor. His features were younger, and prettier almost, but right now they didn't look it. His left ear was all but gone, and blood poured from every part of his body; a broken leg, a fractured skull, a half-torn out eye, a cracked rib... His fur was missing all over. Swift could barely see as he tried to stand, looking up to see to figures above him. Two hated figures. A big black and Brown She-Wolf, all snears and red eyes, and a huge, ugly black Akita, with one or two small scratches on his hide. They were both leering down at him.
Everything was wrong, everything was confused. There was only pain, and torture, and death. Surely he was near that now... He could see the Poppies. He'd only seen the Poppies once before. When he'd been on the Concrete floor. So he was on the floor, being killed. Wasn't he? He could smell them... Feel their gently stems caressing his scarless, full fur... The leaves felt almost like a Dog's touch... And the petals were swaying, and flowing, red as blood, and turning into a liquid... And the leaves below him were forming into a hard, dead surface, like pavement slabs. Or concrete. He was alive. But he wanted to be dead.
And right at that moment Swift wanted nothing more than to die; to slip back into that unconciousness and fade away, with the poppies... It was so easy... He was in an Alley - or a warehouse. There was a Husky standing over him - or a Wolf. There were weeds beside him - or were they cables?
Was he in the Past?
Or the Present?
Was he even there atall?
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Post by Skye on Sept 13, 2010 20:16:39 GMT -5
Skye noticed barely that the black dog had finally left. Her white body had blood covering it and he was gone. or she was not sure if he was.. She could see his nostrils move at each breath. he was alive...for now. She had to help him! Skye carefully licked his wounds and cleaned him off trying to make the pain lessen. She knew she should of helped him! She knew it! it was her fault he was almost dead. Skye stood and went to a pipe dripping water. She filled an old can with it and carried it barley standing to the fallen friend. She tipped it in his mouth and the cool liquid ran down his throat. She didn't know what to do! She Colapsed and started crying. she ahd failed at saving her life and now his.. her hwole body shook until she blacked out.
Cold, thats all she felt was coldness. every bone hurt and ached and every time she moved a pain hit her. Standing she found it was bright in here...she couldn't see anything it was so bright. Calling out she realized where she was. Heaven....She was not alive anymore she had gone away. A dog approached her. "'tis not your time child go back...he needs you" it said.
Her eyes opened and she was on the pavement shaking and soaked with sweat. Looking at Swift she called out weakly SWIFT GET UP PLEASE SWIFT!!! and her head fell once more....
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Post by Raowolf on Sept 16, 2010 17:08:07 GMT -5
He rolled over and opened his eyes, staring blankly at the sky. It was dull and grey and cloudy and boring. The buildings were brown and dirty and boring, with boring dark green weeds growing out of them. This world was very dull and grey and boring - he had never liked it, and less now that he had seen the vibrant joys of heaven. Swift's hearing was going a bit haywire and he could here vague screamings and mutterings at different levels within his range. A short while later he grew bored of staring at the dull world and rolled over, staring boredly at the dog next to him instead. She looked dead. "Fuck," he grumbled to himself, "She enjoyed this awful rollercoaster we call 'Life' and got to die, whereas I see it as the terrible, dull, painful affair it is and have to keep on going!" He rolled over, and came nose to nose with a dull, dirty black rat.
Ignoring it, he huffed and closed his eyes. Ach, he felt terrible. Oh well, just... Live through. Again. Always living, never getting to die. But the Rat didn't seem to think that. "Oh come on now..." It hissed, and he felt a painful scratching on his mostly furless nose. "Don't be like that - the Female isn't dead yet... But she might be close. Come on, now, get up and wake her, ask her how she's doing..." "Piss off." "Now that's not the way to--" "I said piss off! Now scram!" He leapt to his feet and snapped at where he guessed the creature to be, eyes still shut against the dull grey world. His teeth didn't connect.
Then Swift did open his eyes, and he looked behind him sadly. She looked rather vulnerable there... Alone... Near-dead after she had saved him after he had tried to kill her... Oh yes, that's right, obey the stalker rat... He half-heartedly walked up to her and prodded the barely stirring form with a claw. "Meh, I tried." And he began to move away. He walked into a Lamp-post.
OOC: Eheh, sorry about all the swearing - Swift hasn't got the hang of 'Vulgarity' yet ^^'
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Post by Skye on Sept 17, 2010 16:09:20 GMT -5
Skye stirred at his touch but couldn't get herself to stand. Her blue eyes flickered open as he walked into a almp post. her body moved until she got her feet posisitoned and then she was up. Limping/falling to him she licked his face. Will you stop avoiding me jeeze after all I saved your stupid ass she said with a laugh.
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Post by Raowolf on Sept 20, 2010 7:53:14 GMT -5
He stood up and wobbled a bit, embarrassed but determined not to show it. "Well it was a nice gesture but I preferred the Afterlife," he said coldly, "Heaven or Hell it's gotta be better than this dump."
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Post by Skye on Sept 20, 2010 14:22:16 GMT -5
Skye pinned her ears at his tone. No need to be rude
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Post by Raowolf on Sept 21, 2010 10:12:29 GMT -5
He did his best to walk(a little wonkily) away, and raised his tail in another rude gesture.
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Post by Skye on Sept 21, 2010 15:38:09 GMT -5
Skye decided maybe he was not worth the effort and walked past him with a raise of her tail and a high step. She highered her head and stormed(actually tripped) away.
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