To The [[W I N D O W !]]..

[Wolfie]

Th' pup youth had stalked away from th' pup lands. Stealing away from child hood, into almost adulthood. 'Er youthen visionaries gave away 'er youthness. Along with 'er some what fit bodice, although it still showed puppy rippling through it. Although from a distance sh' could be sought as an adult, young adult, old child. Sh' smirked. Sh' was a naughty little thing, a darkness power that was witheld in 'er was seeping through. Sh' did not disagree! Sh' was not a an eye-soar, not a pretty facade. Some might disagree while others would agree. Sh' believed that sh' was mighty and some what powerful. But others laughed. Oh how sh' show them...

[[T O T H E W A L L !]]

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[Draco]

Powerful Dog stalked in. His tail short, his ears were layed flat, has he sniffed the ground. Lookin gfor food. His ribs showed. Yet He was alto strong and pwoerful. his nose caught sent of anotehr dog, Stray?Yes, defenatley. His eyes gleamed visiously. Has he raced off to it. Black and bronw bod stuck out, while orbs scanned for the femma. He spotted her, pup by the looks of it. He walked down to her. alot of his bones showed at his skin, for now winter, food twas spare and hunger siezed hold, turning the sweet ones vicios~sp?` and the already viocis~SP?~ ones heartless, turning on there kind, He was On the verge of that."'Ello" He snarled at her. Claws stood upon the slush of snow.

[Wolfie]

Sh' was not cautionable over th' brute, for sh' looked over him. Then caught site of 'im, bones. Bones 'e was a mere bag of bones. But why overlook one when sh' was still youthful? Unblossomed and untouched, were still 'er ways. Goes to show this one sh' is not a weakling, daring enough to enter th' other realm. Sh' was powerful, but to little to overthrow one. So sh' remained passive. Sh' began to 'ere 'is tenors form th' vocals, of no zakat ((purity)). Sh' smiled and replied.
'Lo. Whats your calling?
'Er tenors said before sh' could agree with them. So, inexperienced. Why would one say before thought? Sh' slapped 'er self in 'er thoughts, 'er facade remained straight and calm. Relaxed, still in th' days were thinking no one could hurt her...

[Draco]

he'd been so close to meal, to canablize is own kind, running through th estreets after a mutt. Yet He had not suceed. His orbs turned onto the Femma infron tof him, the returned from his thoughts.
He was powerful, despite is appearance, is doberman bod towered over her. his breath was warm, yet Icy. "I'd be The on enot be messed wioht," He barked "although My Calling Be Draco" His thoughts wer eonly on Hunting, Food anything, FOOD! "What Be yours" He snarled at her.

[Wolfie]

'Er bodice trembled wearily under 'is lyriics, sh' flug 'erself back drastically and dramatically. Sh' stood up slowly. Then sh' was raged partly by th' brute gettin' up in 'er facade. Sh' was th' true street dog, th' real thang.
Back up fool! Get up out my face!Don't be hatin'!
'Er tenors rasped in 'er gangta ways. Sh' was born on th' streets, abondened in th' streets. This is were sh' grew up, were sh'd continue growing up. Sh' wouldn't be condemmed by anything.
Oh by th' way.. I'm Arella, don't forget that..
'Er tenors said plainly. Sh' kicked over a trash can, there had laid a half eating hamburger.
Take it, twig.

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[Draco]

He rolled his orbs. " wwhatever" He said.
Yet the tone ment that he wasn't gonna listen.There was a scrape down his back a big one.
yet he didn't care............ ~Muse Low just woke up~

[Wolfie]

Sh' saw 'is maw not touch 'er offer. Sh' shrugged, calm sh' was not, more in 'er dark mode. 'Er tenors remained zipped, and 'er visionaries remained closed as 'er frame styed high above ground. In 'er mind sh' remained street dogged mind, 'er appendages stood tall. Sh' was firm framed, built for running and hunting, 'er anscestors were made for hunting. Sh' watched th' untouched food, lowering 'er crania pretending to eat it. Sh' teased no more, sh' sat down on 'er hind 'pendages.
...So are you going to eat that?
'Er tenors inquired.