Deathbound - Dogs of the Lost City

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    Bella poked her head in a box, smelling a mouse that had taken shelter inside it. The terrified rodent shot out passed her muzzle and skittered away, avoiding her snapping jaws by mere millimeters. Desperate to catch the critter, Bella leaped after it, hunger cause her to throw caution out the window. A grievous mistake on her part, for no sooner had she closed her jaws around the mouse, then she was bowled over and the small animal flew from her mouth, along with her air.


    Friday pinned the white female down, his teeth bared. "Thief!" he snarled, his fangs dangerously close to her throat. "Not only are you trespassing, but you have the nerve to steal what little food we have, unforgivable!" he spat, his hackles raised and his bearish form trembling from suppressed rage. He could get bit irrational when their meager food supply was threatened.

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    Revenliegh


    "I-I, I don't have one." she straightened up.

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    Revenliegh


    "Never really needed to be." She answered simply.

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    Finnic had a sudden spark of interest in Revenleigh's comment. "Where did ye say ye were from again?"

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    Crap! I'm derping, and to lazy to check where I came from...I think I remeber. If I don't...Whatever.


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    "I'm from a meadow," Revenliegh said, "Why? What sparked your intrest?" She continued.

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    "Lots of creatures develop fighting skills and hunting strategies depending on where their homeland is."

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    "I had no idea. Cool." Revenliegh commented.

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    "It is, isn't it?" Finnic smiled. "So, yer sure ye want to learn 'bout fighting first, lass?"

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    "Well, if You don't know that much about fighting, I can wait. What about hunting?" She smiled

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    He frowned. "Hunting is a different story, lass." he sat down. "There be rats, mice, other rodents, eye. But scrounging is the real way we find food around here. Some dogs used to tear each other to bits trying to get a scrap. But now that we're divided, its a bit better." A bit.

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    Revenliegh frowned, "Well, wht can you teach me then?" She questioned.

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    Finnic shook his head quickly. "I can teach you how to hunt rodents quickly, yes! And I'm brilliant at scrounging!"

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    "Kay then!" Revenliegh smiled and perked up again, "Where to?"

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    "let's go."

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    Finnic eagerly bounded off before halting at a filthy place in appearance and smell. "Aye, it reeks here. All the more better for attractin' the rats."

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    Revenliegh took a small breath and gaged. "Your right, it does stink, funny thing, I'm used to the smell of flowers and stuff 'caz I lived in the meadow." she gaged again and cupped a paw on her nose.

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    Finnic blinked. "Flowers? Haven't seen one of them in a while. All of the ones we find nowadays are dead."

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