E x i l e d

[Scream]

Out Of Character ♥ Fear the box. Oh, and click her picture up there to see the full one. I was so proud of myself doing that XD Her colour was originally dark red, but it kinda clashes with the box...we'll see. In Character ♥ Sleeping through the day 'cos I work all night Get out the way, things are coming a-live Look over there, another fight Guess I should have seen the warning signs Finally. It had only taken me nearly two years to learn how to do this. Yayayayayay. I lowered my powerful body to the ground, staying completely still. The little rodent had no idea what was about to happen to it, that it's time on this earth was coming to an end. My docked tail twitched in apprehension and knocked into one of the binbags that I was crouched inbetween. The rat's ears shot up and it fixed me with its beady red eyes, unable to see me because of how far in the shadows I was, but knowing that I was here. It thought no more of it, however, and turned back to washing itself on the cardboard box it was perched on. A smirk played at the edges of my muzzle, my muscles tensing in preparation. Ohh, the amount of times I'd tried to do this and failed, tried to be clever and cunning but not succeeded. After years of practice and honing my technique, I could finally do it. Allow me to demonstrate. The little creature didn't see it coming. One moment it was standing there, breathing in the stinking air as it sat cleaning itself...the next, the air was crushed from its lungs as I landed upon it before it could even utter a squeak. My powerful jaws finished it off and I swallowed it down whole. It had been three days since I last ate, and I was bloody starving. I was keen to practice my new hunting skills, and enjoyed it immensely. This place I had chosen was my favorite hunting patch, in the alley between two ruined buildings that towered above me. Rats and other vermin were plentiful, and while they were hardly gourmet, for a starving dog they were like a feast. I finished up the last few bites, spat out a bone, and sat, leaning slightly on the battered cardboard box. Thirsty now, I lowered my maw to lap up some water from a neaby puddle...but it was soiled with blood and rat droppings and garbage juice; even a dying beggar wouldn't have dared drink from it. With a growl of displeasure, I got to my feet and padded out from the alley and into the road. I hated having to do that. Whilst the city may be dead, the odd car still rocketed past, and I had to keep my eyes and ears well open to avoid ending up squashed. Here the air was slightly cleaner than in the alleyway...a lot cleaner than it had been two years ago, let me tell you. Then, the effects of pollution still lingered, so I suppose the city was looking up. I cast a glance to the sky. It was around midnight, and had been raining for days. The puddles out here were far cleaner, and I gratefully lapped some up. A car whizzed past me and I yelped, shooting back into my alleyway with an indignant bark. God I hated the city. The walls are growing ears, I'm paranoid No need to fear what you can't avoid Don't let 'em in, don't let 'em out I'll give you something you can scream about

[Solomon]

out of character ROAR. in character Ok. Well, I reeeeaaaaally don't want to sound like a stalker here, but Sol had been watching the female for a while. Actually, he'd been lying there for quite some time, before the girl even came into the alley. He was quite high up (Solly liked heights among other things), lying on the roof of one of the old brick buildings that shouldered the little dead-end alley. He was sprawled out on his belly, his chin resting on the little ledge that ran around the edge of the roof, and he watched as the doberman executed a perfect pounce. As a dog, Solomon's night vision was equal to, if not better than his vision during daylight. He saw the rat she was going for, and was impressed that she killed it without it making a sound. It was dreadful when prey managed to scream. It meant all other animals nearby would know you were out and about hunting, and they'd disappear down their burrows. The pit bull watched as she tried to drink from a disgusting puddle, then opted for fresh rainwater puddles outside. Rain. It reminded him of other places he'd been where it rained all the time. He had been fortunate enough to find a dry spot on the concrete of the roof. It was on a bit of a slant due to the earthquake, so the water was pooling in the lower part of the building. Solly himself was a little bit soggy, mostly on his back, but he was drying off quickly. A car honked, and he heard a startled yelp as the bitch scurried back into the alley. Shifting so his paws hung over the edge of the roof, Sol spoke down to her. The night was quiet and still and his soft voice would've easily reached her. "Damn cars, huh?" The pit bull's voice was light and cheerful, almost joking. Most of the dogs in LA, he'd found, detested humans and were happy as can be that the dogs were now ruling the city. Almost, anyways. Well, Sol didn't really want the dogs to rule, to be honest. He liked people. Sure, he'd met a few bad eggs, but who hadn't? Dogs thought of humans often the way humans thought of pit bulls like himself. The majority was judged by the few nasty individuals causing trouble. There were days when Sol thought he was the only dog ever that still liked people. It upset him that this hate war was going on. It hadn't used to be like this..... it used to be once, so his mother had told him (and she'd heard it from her mother, who'd heard it from her mother, and so on) that there was a time when dogs were just dogs. People were just people. It sounded so simple. His blocky head cocked as he peered down at the female. "Nice catch, with the rat."

[Scream]

Out Of Character ♥ Roar right back atcha <3 In Character ♥ Sleeping through the day 'cos I work all night Get out the way, things are coming a-live Look over there, another fight Guess I should have seen the warning signs Call me an unobservant young fool if you like, but I broke one of the first rules of the streets; when you hear a sound behind you, go and investigate, and whatever you do, don't ignore it. I heard a sound behind me, or rather above me, but instead of being on my guard and going to investigate, I simply ignored it, and resumed my reversing down the alleyway and away from the metal beasts. I suppose I could use the excuse that I thought I was hearing things, not wanting to admit that I was being lax in my protection of myself. Any other dog would have had their hackles up in an instant, looking around them in warning, Not me. I'm either a total idiot, or just lazy. If it had been a nasty dog up there, it may have cost me my life. Good thing it wasn't then, eh? I walked back down my alleyway [yes, I did like to refer to it as mine, whilst I owned no land so it wasn't technically mine, I did like to thing that I owned it as I spent much of my time down it], my paws sploshing in the murky water that dominated the cracked flagstones. Mean, beady eyes fixed on me from behind the binbags, and I growled warningly at them. I knew these city rats were big, bloated form the garbage and waste in the ruined city, and they had seen how I dealt with one of their fellows. I neared one, snarling angrily, when the voice came from above me. To say I bricked one was an understatement. "Bollocks" I bellowed, nearly jumping out of my skin. This time I knew I hadn't been hearing things, and my hackles were up in an instant. My negligence in trusting my instincts before may mean that this dog, should it be aggressive, would have an advantage over me. I felt extremely stupid. Stupid as it may seem, looking up I wondered if I was talking to God. Well, it's possible! My deep brown eyes scanned the rooftops, and I saw, standing up there, silhoutted in the full moonlight, a pit bull. A male, by the looks of things. I had never seen a pit bull in my time on the streets, but my dam had told me about her days in the fighting ring; that they were discriminated against, a most bullied breed, even more than us Dobermans. I could see why humans would be afraid of them; muscular and very powerful looking. I didn't know if this male meant me harm, but I knew that if he did, he would be a worthy match. In more ways than one 8D No, Scream, stop it. No whoring for you tonight. It's that time of the month and somehow I very much doubt that you want to contract, to use the technical term, 'stupidpregnantknobitis'. I listened as the male spoke again, about my catch. "Err...thanks" I replied, still caught off guard by his suprise words from earlier. Oh, and another question...HOW THE HELL DID HE GET UP THERE? The walls are growing ears, I'm paranoid No need to fear what you can't avoid Don't let 'em in, don't let 'em out I'll give you something you can scream about

[Solomon]

out of character MONKEYS. in character "Bollocks!" Whoops. He'd really startled her. His ears flattened. "Sorry!" He called, shooting her a grin. Ok, so he'd better go down and stop being a creepo. "Hold on a sec!" He turned and disappeared away from the edge of the roof, going through the human door, which was ajar. He travelled down through the building until he reached the point where the stairs had collapsed. Then he scurried over to a window that overlooked the alley, hanging out part way. The fire escape was a little over a meter and a half to his left. The balanced himself on the window ledge and took a daring leap, landing on the mesh stairway of the fire escape and travelling down THAT for two flights, before making another suicidal jump off the escape on to a high, narrow brick wall that formed the back of the alley. Sol looked out to his right. There, he saw the Doberman and the alley. To his left stretched away a hundred meters or so of dirty grass and bushes. He guessed it had once been a little congregation spot for beggars. Now it was empty. Beyond lay the ruins of the city. He hopped off on to a dumpster and from there it was just a leap to the alley floor. From there he padded over to the girl, presenting himself to her as an equal; tail out behind him, head level. Neither submitting nor dominating. "Sorry to intrude on your alley..." He began, muzzle dipping. "I'm Solomon. Or just Solly." She was pretty, whatever her name was, but it was obvious that rat had been her first 'meal', if you could call it that, in a long while. Sol's brown eyes searched her face, tail wagging slowly. "Hey, are you still hungry? It looks like there's some good garbage on the other side of the wall." He jerked his muzzle back, gesturing to the wall he'd just jumped from. The other side would be quite a drop but he thought he could probably find a better way down if he went back up and poked around. Solly could usually find a way into most places. Ok, she probably thought he was crazy. A strange pit bull that sat around on roofs, climbed like a kitty, and was now offering to take her to find some food. Slow down, Sol. He tucked his little butt under him. First things first. "What's your name?"

[Scream]

Out Of Character ♥ MONKEYSPUNK. In Character ♥ Sleeping through the day 'cos I work all night Get out the way, things are coming a-live Look over there, another fight Guess I should have seen the warning signs I looked on with a raised eyebrow as he flopped his ears and apologized. I was still quite stunned from seing a pit bull perched on a roof, and simply grunted in reply. Now he was giving me a rather freaky grin. I was beginning to think this boy had serious issues. Scaling the walls of a building and terrifying the alley's residents; aka, myself, was hardly an indication of great sanity. I found myself nodding as he moved from my eyeline to come down and see me. I couldn't see where he went, but I was quite creeped out as to how he could climb up onto a roof. Was he Spiderdog or something? Sense should tell me that there must be a way down either down a fire escape or through the building, but I was still too stunned to comprehend that. There was a silence as he made his way down. It was while he was gone that I regained my senses, and realised that I'd known this bloke a whole five minutes now and hadn't attempted to get into his pants yet. WHAT WAS UP WITH ME? ;_;. I instantly set about making myself presentable, the doggie equivalent of slapping on some makeup and getting my gladrags on. I moved over to a nearby puddle, the same murky one I'd tried to drink from before, and looked at my reflection. Boodifool, even if I do say so myself. Then I stood and waited for the stalky pit bull boy to arrive, so I could be my slutty self. Sure, his seeming stalking had knocked me off guard, but now he was going to come down to my level, I was planning to seduce him. How could any dog resist? c: He took so long, I thought he'd buggered off rather than come and see me, but eventually, I saw his familiar frame coming towards me. Now he was apoligising for invading my alley. Bless. Pity it wasn't mine...if I could write I'd do a big sign saying 'Scream's alley. Well, one of them. The other one is open nine till five'. Ahh, I cracked myself up with my own innuendoes sometimes. He introduced himself. Solomon, eh? Or Solly. Sollyboi. Nice name. I flashed him a flirtatious grin and spke, my words dripping with lust. "Well hello there, Solly. I'm Scream. " I was about to say 'and I can make you scream', but decided I didn't want to terrify the poor boy. Yet. Instead, I watched his body language; trying to treat me as an equal. Wow. Most boys I met tried to dominate me, show me who was boss. This little boy was an odd one, alright. Being naturally dominant myself, I would usually seize this opportunity to raise my tail and ears and show myself as being top dog, but as my intentions were to bang this boy's brains out as oppose to fighting him, I didn't, and instead matched his movements with identical ones, showing us as equals. I can be dominant or submissive, baby. Whatever floats your boat 8D Now the charming fellow was offering me garbage. Awaah. I didn't rummage in bins, though. I was too high-class for that. The day I ferreted in binbags for food would be the day I proceeded to commit suicide right afterwards. When I first found myself landed on the streets, I had scavenged for scaps, but now I could hunt, I considered myself above that. "No ta, dear. I'm not a garbage kind of girl." Once again, I was about to follow that with 'there's only one thing I wanna eat tonight, and it's joined to you', but I really did NOT want to make him run for his life. He didn't appear to be the sort who would understand my whoreish sex talk. As Solly sat down, I mimiced, tucking my [well-used] backside underneath me and batting my eyelids at him. He would have to be some kind of priest if he could possibly resist THAT. The walls are growing ears, I'm paranoid No need to fear what you can't avoid Don't let 'em in, don't let 'em out I'll give you something you can scream about

[Solomon]

out of character I'M INTO SEX I AIN'T INTO MAKING LOVE. in character "Well hello there, Solly. I'm Scream." Shit. She was hitting on him? Wasn't she? Yeah, he thought she was. Now Solly is a guy, and however adorable and noble he is, he's still a guy. And guys feel pretty flattered when girls hit on them. HOWEVOR. Sol knew this girl probably just wanted one thing from him. Now one-night stands are tempting to any guy, but Solly was a pit bull. Pit bulls, you might've heard, are pretty darn determined about pretty much anything. And Sol had a damn good reason not to fall for this dobe. Bailey. It bounced about frantically in his mind, trying to convince him. Didn't really have to though. Ok. So there he had his determination not to be seduced by this girl. But he wasn't gonna be a big meanie and blow her off either. He gave her his best pit bull smile, dipping his muzzle and repeating her name to remember it. "Scream." That was unique. When she mimicked his body language, he relaxed. She was cool with him. Grood. When she refused his offer, she grinned. "Come on now, you and I both no some scrawny little rat out of the dumpster isn't much better." Some might percieve it as an insult, but Sol's eyes were twinkling. He was just playing. His blocky head cocked to the right, he made another suggestion. A dog that hadn't eaten for so long would certainly still be hungry. "Tell you what. There's a park down the street. Some damn big bunnies live there now. You help me catch one, we can share it." Well? Couldn't really say no, huh? Not that he needed any help, he'd spent the majority of his life in the wilderness and was no stranger to hunting, but it was always much better to have another dog to hunt with. There was still a little smile on his face, waiting to see if she'd take him up on his offer. He wanted to get to know this 'Scream' (AND BEFORE YOU GET ANY FILTHY THOUGHTS, NOT IN THAT WAY). Frankly, he wasn't buying it. He really didn't think she was a cheap whore like she played herself off to be. She was more and he wanted her to prove it.

[Scream]

Out Of Character ♥ LOL SHE WANTS HIS BAB0RZ. In Character ♥ The way you see her on t.v She looks so good and she's not make believe She's black, and white, and Sin City Come on, now honey just do it for me Excuse the human term, but WTF??? Here I was, giving him my name in my best flirtatious voice, and all he could do was repeat it as thought it was something like 'Jessica' or summat? D: Ohh, this guy was going to be a hard one. He would be a hard one in another term once I'd got through to him, if you get my point...I intended to get his point, if you get my drift. Oh, a double innuendo. Sneaky. I was beginning to think I should have added the 'and I can make you scream' bit like I'd first thought, but I'd rather not give the dear a heart palputation. I was a lot of things, but not a necrophiliac. I was so shocked when he seemed oblivious to the fact I'd turned the Flirtometer up to 100, that I inconspiciously glanced underneath him to make sure he hadn't had an encounter with a vet's scissors at some point in his life, indeed that would certainly explain his lack of interest in my fine, fine bootay. But I could confirm that he was indeed not the doggie version of a gelding, and what was more, he was hung like a flaming donkey. Gerrk. SCRAWNY RAT? I'll have you know that rodent was about as long as my bloody leg, and had hardly been dieting. But hey, if he was so intent on taking me rubbish-ferreting...well, I wasn't one to turn down a date. So I was even happier when he spoke about going rabbit hunting. I looked at his wide Pit Bull grin and gave him one in return. [Oh, how I wanted to give him one...] "Sounds delightful." I bounded forwards, being sure to rub seductively against him as I did so, but so subtly he could well percieve it as an accident. "Shall we?" I trotted out into the street and turned down into the direction of the park. This was going to be good. What better than a romantic midnight hunt to seduce my next victim? I was Scream. No man got away from me. I turned back to face him, a lustful smirk on my face. Ohh, now I had a plan. Get ready to face the full force of my Flirtometer...I'm about to turn it up to 150. My shock at his seeming numbness to my best flirting was subsiding, and I was ready for round 2. I hung my tongue out in mock thirst and lowered it to drink from the same puddle as earlier, being deliberately slow and being careful to flutter my eyelids at him in the process. Now how could he resist THAT? Hmmph, I was beginning to lose faith in my seducing skills, if such a foxy lad as him could resist me. Maybe he had another girl? Well, ha, he'd be the first male I had ever met in my many years of being a total prozzy that was unwilling to do the deed with more than one female. I was practically throwing myself at him, ohh, I would succeed. Didn't I mention it? I'm a maneater, and I was getting hungry. Let's fight, tonight you're my dark angel Let's go, and run 'til we trip and we fall So take, the sky, 'cause the world's too small Let's follow you with the fantastic four

[Solomon]

out of character DESTINATION UNKOWN KNOWN KNOWN KNOWN KNOWN. in character She moved forwards. She rubbed against him seductively. Then she trotted off out the mouth of the alley. He let a low breath out of his mouth. She didn't really get it yet. Rolling his shoulders the pit bull jogged after her, head low. Solly hurried to catch up with her, quickly matching her pace even though he was shorter. We shall. He paused as she stopped to drink from a puddle, bending down and sticking out her long pink tongue. She was fluttering her eyelashes at him? He almost suppressed a laugh. It was kinda ironic. All the people had left LA but there were still girls like poor Scream, hanging about on street corners. Nothing really changes. Solly shifted his weight until she was done drinking, and flashed her a small smile. "C'mon." Promptly, the reddish pit bull continued on, feeling the soft grass of the park under his paw pads. They were there. Immediately, Solly picked up a hunting stance so natural it was obvious he had years of practice doing this. Actually, from the time he was a puppy and his mummy was teaching him to pounce on little mice and voles in the forest, he'd always found his own food. When he was travelling with Sacred, they almost always hunted unless they were bloody knackered and there was some good rubbish nearby. His head lowered and his tail stuck out behind him, aligning his spine in a perfectly straight line. His pupils narrowed, his triangular ears pricked forward and his dark nostrils flared as he sifted through the scents on the night air. Every sense in his body was straining to detect rabbit. Even his paws tingled, searching for gentle vibrations in the ground other than Scream. Of course that was pointless. It worked for hypersensative animals like mice though. Solly didn't need to step lightly tonight though. Rabbits looked for predators with their ears, not their feet. He picked up the warm scents of bunny. At almost the same time, he spotted a movement. There was a little hoard of them. Four. They were out nibbling on the young spring grasses, looking wary. Sol did not want to draw attention to himself by looking over at Scream. Instead he used subtle body language, his ears flicking, signalling her forward. Eeeeeeeeever so slightly he tilted his head, eyes rolling to look at her. It was an easy plan. The bunnies munched in front of a handy screen of shrubs and a collapsed fountain/statue/thing. He could slink around, and with her dark colour, she could lie in the grass, waiting. Bunnies have bad eyesight, you see. They wouldn't know she was there till she jumped up. Dipping his muzzle slowly, he retreated back and quickly began to hurry around the big screen of jumbled bushes, benches, and the collapsed naked baby statue fountain. Occasionally he glanced over to see if Scream was in position yet. Although nervous like all bunnies are, they still seemed oblivious...

[Scream]

Out Of Character ♥ NAO SHE FINKS HE'S GAI. In Character ♥ The way you see her on t.v She looks so good and she's not make believe She's black, and white, and Sin City Come on, now honey just do it for me It's official. He's not neutered, so he must be gay. Oh well. He was just so oblivious to my flirting that it wasn't even funny. Was Solomon in the Bible a self-proclaimed celibate or something, like his doggy namesake? D: Let me tell you, if that Pit got a good lay, aka, myself, then he'd be raunchy for the rest of his life. And probably a hell of a lot more aware of when a girl wants his booty. But I wasn't going to give up. I was slightly offended that he seemed almost amused by my advances; did I think I was some cheap whore who did this to everything male with a pulse? Well, sure, he was right if that was what he guessed, but still...I knew what humans like me did. They hung on street corners with itsy bitsy miniskirts and flagged down cars, sadly I could neither wear miniskirts or flag cars, so I settled for second best and simply flirted with everything male. He c'moned me, and loathe as I was to obey another without making it seem like I had been planning to anyway, I followed him. I soon felt the softness of grass beneath my pads, and leaned down to sniff it, catching many scents of cats and rabbits and other such creatures. I was most definitely a city gal myself, and liked the concrete jungle...call me odd, but I stay where food is plentiful. This Solly was a very experienced hunter, so it seemed, so I allowed him to take the lead...just this once. For economic reasons. Plus I was far too busy racking my brain for different flirting methods to be bothered moving right to the front in my usual dominant manner. He assumed his hunting position, I assumed mine...low on my haunches, docked tail out behind me, moving along slowly, flat to the ground in an almost feline manner. I probably looked comical, but hey, if it kept me from starving, so be it. As well as my favorite hobby of serial shagging, hunting was something I prided myself in, and loved doing. The bloodlust got the better of me...hey, made a change from normal lust, no? I noticed him trying to detect vibrations in the ground, and suppressed a snigger...we ain't rats, doll. All the same, I spared pretty boy some consideration and stayed perfectly still so my own vibrations [vibrations LOLOLOLOLOLOL] didn't disturb his detecting, and watched with a raised eyebrow as he successfully found four ickly bunnies. I followed his gaze and looked at them, aww, bless, all cute and fuzzy. Well, they'd better be speedyfuzzy if they wanted to live much longer...not that I was complaining, make our lives easier. I knew bunny wabbits didn't have the world's best eyesight, nor did they have ultra sensitive feet, no, they used their comical ears. Well, those dirty great things like satellite plates on top of their heads had to be useful for something, no? I narrowed my eyes to view his body language, the subtle movements that told me of his plan, and to confirm I knew what he was saying, I twitched the tip of my docked tail ever so slightly, if you blink you miss it. Oh, NOW I SAW THE PLAN 8D There was a highly amusing statue of a nakie bebi juuuust behind the wabbits, and I saw Solly sneaking around behind it. The dumb fluffballs didn't twitch a whisker. I rolled my eyes in disdain. This was going to be too easy. I moved forwards and edged so my rear end was just behind the bush, my front end poking out with a full view of the Pitty's movements and the bunnies. If I was right in guessing what he had planned, he would dive out from behind the giggleworthy statue and send the bunnies pelting towards me, where I could leap on the nearest and...well, I'll spare you the details. All flirting was forgotten now as I waited, tension in my limbs... Let's fight, tonight you're my dark angel Let's go, and run 'til we trip and we fall So take, the sky, 'cause the world's too small Let's follow you with the fantastic four

[Solomon]

out of character YAY. NOW MY UBERLY CRAPTASTIC HISTORY PROJECT IS DONE... I should be able to reply quicker! :D That way Screamy can decide sooner rather than later what Sol's problem is. x3 This post is actually SO innocent. xD I'm listening to Lion King songs, I guess that's why... in character Now Sol knew damn well that the dobie was flinging herself at him. He knew she wanted him (heehee, that always made a guy feel kinda good. STILL GOT IT). But he wasn't falling for her for two reasons. Firstly, Bailey. He felt fiercely loyal to her. Secondly, Miss Screamy just wasn't the kinda girl he went for. She was pretty, and seemed very smart, but he wasn't particularly one for one night stands and it didn't look like she'd seen anything else. No way she'd get tied down easy. And I mean, no offense to her, she was a bit of a hobag. In an endearing way, Screamy McEasyLuvin'. <333 Twitch. Get it? Got it? Good. She got it. He gawn. The pit bull was crouched, cat like. He watched the bunnies. Lalala. They seemed to be enjoyin' life there. Going good, little bunnies? That's good to hear. He could make out Screams dark shape across the park. Silently, he gathered his haunches underneath him, preparing himself. His forepaws held almost no weight, just enough to keep him balanced. His eyes were a sharp golden, that of a hunter intent on his prey. Then Sol just fuckin' exploded. Jet launchers have got nothing on a Sol that wants to succeed. He was out of that hedge faster than you can snap your fingers, screaming across the park. Ok, he wasn't actually screaming, but that's a pretty darn cool adjective for 'ran really fast', right? Plus there's the whole pun because of Scream. Anyway, to the point, Sol was just blastin' off. The bunnies were also blastin'. Some ran left, some right, some ran right for the dobe as planned. One was kinda dumb and ran right for Sol, then realised what it was doing and zipped away as quick as it could. Not quick enough. Like a cheetah, Sol darted out a paw at the rabbit's back legs, tripping it up. Going at those dangerous breakneck bunny speeds is pretty dangerous. If you trip, it's a pretty crazy fall. Little bunny faceplanted into the grass and rolled for a long way, running on the momentum from it's run. Solly was on it in a second, and just as fast, little bunny was gone. Carrying the rabbit by its spine, Sol jogged two steps, pausing to see how Scream had done. It would've been easy to get one. If she was lucky, maybe two.

[Scream]

Out Of Character ♥ UR POST MADE ME GIGGUL LOLOLOL. Was that 'still got it' like in Doctor Who when the Cassadra'd Rose snogs the Doctor full-on and when she goes, he shakes his head in such a studly way and says squeakily 'yup, still got it'? XDXD In Character ♥ The way you see her on t.v She looks so good and she's not make believe She's black, and white, and Sin City Come on, now honey just do it for me Well, if he has ties, then that's fiiiine...not. If the only thing between me and a lovely night with this guy was another wench, well, his missus was gonna get it. I always get what I want. Lyksrsly. Of course, I had now decided to give up, for now. Hunting was all that was on my mind at the moment, flirting could wait. But I never give up. I suppose my determination was my redeeming feature, you could always rely on me. Well, in most things. In things like remaining loyal, you could most certainly NOT rely on me. I suppose, however, if I found the right guy, I could become loyal. It would take all my hardest effort, but I could do it. But only if the right guy came along...problem was, the right guy will never give me a chance because of my nature. 'twas a vicious circle. Well, now was no time to be reminicing and thinking of how to improve; I had several rather zoomy bunny wabbits rocketing towards me and by the looks of what Mr Studly was doing, I had a lot to live up to. I was rather impressed as he tripped the bunny up and sent it sprawling comically across the floor, it was like one of those cartoons when the big cat finally trips the little mouse, and over the mouse's head a bubble with the 'D8' face comes in. I think D8 was a bit of an understatement for what this rabbit was feeling, probable more along the lines of :C. And as I watched Solly finish off the creature, I was sure the face changed to x.x . I was so busy gawping at his skill that I didn't see the zoomy creatures pounding towards me until it was almost too late, when I remembered I was not here to jawdrop at the city's sexy residents, but to hunt and survive. I couldn't however stop myself thinking ohhh to be that rabbit... Moving swiftly on, I took a note of the situation. Four of the rabbits were heading towards me, but even as I watched one dived to the side, clever bunny, and hid in the undergrowth. That left three coming towards me. Ohh, how impressed would gayboy be if I caught three bunnies? I smirked slightly, still crouched behind the bush, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. The rabbits were running rather fast, my timing would have to be perfect. Thankfully timing is my strong point. As the bunnies shot past me, I uncoiled my hind legs and propelled myself out and on top of one of the rabbits, the one at the front. Even as that one was squirming under me, my claws hooking into its fur and skin to hold it there, another saw what was happening to its fellow and skidded to a halt before it would have ran into me. I snaked my head at it, jaws wide and ready to grab it, and they slammed shut around its side as it rotated to pelt off to the side. A chunk of fur came free, leaving me with an embarrasing gobfull of bunny fuzz, and it gallumphed off towards Solomon. I spat out the fluff and barked angrily to him. "Get that one!" Harummph, I swear I'd seen a !! pop up above its head before it had seen me... I had now given up hope of catching two bunnies, let alone three, but then I noticed the final rabbit, still bounding towards me, far slower than its fellows. I looked at its hind leg; a massive gash ran down it, devoid of hair and skin. Obviously it'd had a close encounter with a predator before now, but lived to tell the tale. The fluffball beneath me was still squirming, but not as much as the blood flowed from the wounds my claws were causing. If I timed this right, it could be two birds with one stone...as the final rabbit neared me, I coiled my body again, and propelled myself towards it. My hind claws had moved forward to further grasp bunny 1 before I had done this, so as I powered towards bunny 2, my rear claws flicked backwards with some force, boosting me towards the other rabbit, and tearing deep into the first rabbit. There was a final squeak, then bunny lived no more. The second bunny could only squeal indignantly as nearly ninety pounds of Doberman landed on top of it, squashing it flat. I shot my maw down in one fluid movement to finish it off, then that too went into the big rabbit hutch in the sky. I stepped proudly off my prey then leaned to grab the first bunny and pull that towards me as well. I stood over the pair incase any scavenging mongrels should come to try and swipe our catch, and looked on to see how Solly had got on with The One That Got Away. Still got some rabbit hair in my teeth... Let's fight, tonight you're my dark angel Let's go, and run 'til we trip and we fall So take, the sky, 'cause the world's too small Let's follow you with the fantastic four

[Solomon]

out of character beep boop bop... in character Solly watched. She pinned one down and made a grab for a third. Whoops, she'd just got a facefull of fur. He couldn't help grinning, and as the rabbit pelted towards him, blind with fear, he dispatched it easily. Drop Bunny #1 and just lean over and snap. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. Picking up both bunnies by their hind legs he jogged back over to Scream, dropping them so he could speak. "Hey, good job!" He praised, glancing at her catch. Two bunnies each? What a feast. His thick tail swung from side to side, a grin spreading across his surprisingly bloodless lips. His two rabbits had hardly a mark on them to show he had been their doom, just a little mussed fur and a little dog spit. What could he say? He was tidy with his kills. His mummy had taught him. She'd been a fighting dog. She said blood was for fighting, not killing. And she was right. All he had to do was the right head flick as he bit down and it was easier than ripping a huge hole in his dinner. The park seemed like a nice enough place for dinner, he decided, so the pit bull flopped down on his belly near the bitch, holding one of the bunnies between his forepaws. He looked Scream in the eye, but his gaze was neither threatening or challenging. He was just curious. "So why are you living down some alley all alone?" She was a pretty girl, and he had to admit it even if he didn't feel an ounce of temptation from her. It would be easy for her to get herself into a pack. Then she wouldn't have to work so hard. Okay, so some dogs would think her attitude was undesirable. But Solly could see past it. She could be a nice girl if she wanted. And she was far from stupid. She'd be able to behave herself around other dogs if it meant stickin' in a pack. She was probably proud. She probably didn't wanna be the good girl everyone wanted her to be. She didn't wanna change, he'd bet. Aw. Now he tried to relate he was feelin' pretty sympathetic, although she probably wouldn't appreciate that either. Well, screw that. Solly was a pit bull. He was the most determined breed in the world. And right now, he was determined to be her buddy whether she wanted it or not. His ears relaxed to show his ease at being around her, and he dipped his muzzle to work at his rabbit, tearing its flank to show the juicy red meat underneath. Heh, who knows? Maybe he could even convince her you could be friends with a guy without needing to bang his brains out.

[Scream]

Out Of Character ♥ XDXD In Character ♥ Keep your hands to yourself These lips belong to someone else And you know that, you'll never get on it. Keep your lies to yourself Every lie I heard from someone else. And you know that you will never get with this Ahh, and who says males can't multitask? I watched with a smirk as he swifty dispatched the other wabbit, and I dipped my head in acknowledgement of his skills. Clever. Only made me want him more, which really didn't help. If I ever got my paws on the be-atch who was stopping me from having this boy, then there wouldn't be enough left of her to give him in a matchbox for a wedding gift. The very thought sent my upper lip curling up in fury, baring my sharp teeth, wishing I could tear his chick limb from limb. I then became aware of how stupid this must look, so to cover my anger I corkscrewed my head down and tore a chunk from my rabbit as an excuse as to why I had been standing there baring my toothy pegs for no obvious reason. Didn't want to make myself look stupid as well as apparantly unattractive to Solly, did I? As he plopped to the floor beside me, I stepped over to him and plonked myself down, swallowing the strip of bunny goodness before answering his first words. "Thanks. Not bad yourself." I gave him a wink, then turned swiftly to grab my second rabbit so as to hide the lust in my dark eyes at the very sound of his voice. What the hell was wrong with me? This had gone further than just wanting to shag the snot out of him, I wanted more now. Gahhhg. We had just hunted together, that had been enjoyable...now we were laying down to a civilised doggie feast, but my stupid heart or whatever had to go and spoil it. I took a few moments as I was turned around, grabbing at the rabbit as an excuse to be turned around for longer, pretending I was reaching out to pick it up and accidentally missing. But I couldn't keep doing that forever, and grabbed the bunny, swinging around to face him again with a sweet and hiding smile. My mind was taken off my feelings as he asked me a question. Even I didn't know the answer. I took another strip of rabbit and chewed thoughtfully, politely waiting to swallow before speaking again. God, I was even taking time with my food instead of wolfing it down whole as I usually did, what was wrong with me..."Because they haven't yet made a pack that can keep me." I grinned, that was true. I had attempted to join a pack once or twice but I just got so bored of rules, monotonous rules, having to obey a schedule and be under the reign of another. Plus you couldn't shag everyone you wanted, which as you can guess was hard on me. I found myself drifting away after a week or two, I just wasn't the kind of girl who could settle down easily. I was my own queen, I travelled where I want and made my own rules. I would only commit to a pack if it was one a truly loved...and I firmly stopped myself thinking what was about to come next. "I prefer my own company, if you get me. Well, apart from the obvious." Here I inserted another suggestive wink. "The alley is as good as my home...food, sleeping space..." I lowered my maw once more to eat the final scraps of my first rabbit. My eyes raised again to lock on Solomon's. "What brings you to this neck of the woods?" So who's keeping score On who is a whore? With you by my side That look in your eye I hope you know

[Solomon]

out of character For the nights I can't remember. in character His ears pricked. and i do wanna love you Why was she snarling? He paused midstep, wondering if it was something he had done. But no, her eyes had an unfocused, faraway look to them. She was thinking about something. "Everything all right?" Solly asked softly. and i do wanna try Not bad himself? Why thank you, Screamy. because if falling for you girl is crazy, then i'm going out of my mind There she went, winking again. He let a low chuckle blow through his lips. Ahhh, she was a funny kid. He fixed her with a look in his eye that suggested he'd been through it all before, but he grinned back and accepted her compliment. "Thanks." The red pit bull threw himself down next to her, drawing one of the freshkilled rabbits me i'm used to being tired and bloody closer to himself before tearing into its flank. but you believed that i could be somebody As he drew his neck back, ripping the meat, he shot her a look out of the corner of his eye. believe me girl i'm so tired of runnin She was explaining why she didn't really work in a pack. Apart from the obvious? Come on girl, stop throwin' yourself out there. She could do so much better. But he didn't say anything, he just chewed thoughfully for a moment before i just wanna hold your hand he swallowed to answer. "Nothing better to do tonight. Haven't been this way for a while." He'd wanted to see if anything was different. stare at you like you've got everythin' i need It wasn't, of course. She was driving him crazy. She was sinking so damn low, throwing herself around. Didn't she care about herself at all? She ought to, she could get so much farther if she did. He ripped another hunk of bunny out, furrowing his broad pit bull forehead. Suddenly it didn't matter he'd only known her about fifteen minutes. It didn't matter he didn't have any right to talk. He was gonna. "Why do you do it?" Sol murmured quietly.