You can't spell slaughter without laughter
06-17-2013, 09:33 AM
OOC: May contain some bad language
She had been lying low since first reuniting with her brother, lurking quietly in the shadows. This evening was no different. Sensitive audits twitched at the nearby sounds of voices, and the distinctive smell of a bitch in heat. Lips curled back in a sneer, two brutes were with her. The scent of her own heat emanated around her. Powerful stilts pushed her forward, paws crunching the snow beneath her paws. She had no use for being quiet. As she made her enterance, a second bitch had appeared. There was no surprise that she was the largest out of the three, both males competing with her size. One brute was unknown to her, but the other she had encountered before, before her brother came barging in, hopefully he stayed away this time. Her grey form appeared shortly after the newest dame, catching her words. "I must say I agree." She purred to the group, coral gaze shifting from unfamiliar face to unfamiliar face. Dinner sounded wonderful. The though of spilling this bitches blood made her mouth water.
It seemed as though she was quite popular in these parts, drawing quite a crowd to her. And for what? She didn't appear to be dying or wounded. Was she just that unlucky? Well now that Cat showed up she was. She was dead woman walking. A predatory glance landed on the oddly marked she-wolf, who seemed nearly oblivious to the danger she was in. It was apparent that everyone here, wanted a piece of her. However the more wolves that appeared, the more panicky she appeared to become. Who wouldn't? She was standing at deaths doorstep, and it was only a matter of time before she was beckoned inside.
ooc- wasn't sure how tall Baxter or Sixx are, so I'm just assuming XD
She had been lying low since first reuniting with her brother, lurking quietly in the shadows. This evening was no different. Sensitive audits twitched at the nearby sounds of voices, and the distinctive smell of a bitch in heat. Lips curled back in a sneer, two brutes were with her. The scent of her own heat emanated around her. Powerful stilts pushed her forward, paws crunching the snow beneath her paws. She had no use for being quiet. As she made her enterance, a second bitch had appeared. There was no surprise that she was the largest out of the three, both males competing with her size. One brute was unknown to her, but the other she had encountered before, before her brother came barging in, hopefully he stayed away this time. Her grey form appeared shortly after the newest dame, catching her words. "I must say I agree." She purred to the group, coral gaze shifting from unfamiliar face to unfamiliar face. Dinner sounded wonderful. The though of spilling this bitches blood made her mouth water.
It seemed as though she was quite popular in these parts, drawing quite a crowd to her. And for what? She didn't appear to be dying or wounded. Was she just that unlucky? Well now that Cat showed up she was. She was dead woman walking. A predatory glance landed on the oddly marked she-wolf, who seemed nearly oblivious to the danger she was in. It was apparent that everyone here, wanted a piece of her. However the more wolves that appeared, the more panicky she appeared to become. Who wouldn't? She was standing at deaths doorstep, and it was only a matter of time before she was beckoned inside.
ooc- wasn't sure how tall Baxter or Sixx are, so I'm just assuming XD
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