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    Parzival
    [font=times]⤧ male ⤧ 21 months ⤧ [color=white]unaffiliated [color=#ffd170]⤧
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    [color=#e0e0e0]Parzival frowned slightly at Khevyel's comment, and nuzzled Mallory comfortingly when Amber entered the den. He pressed his nose to the pup's shoulder and, using gentle force, got him to lay back down. "Amber isn't going to hurt anyone, Mal. Don't worry about it," he smiled reassuringly.


    Khevyel sat down next to Amber, giving herself a good chunk of space between them. She flicked an ear at her brother, and sent a subtly apologetic look Cobra's way. She hadn't meant to say it in a tone that bit like it did. Oh well. Khevyel looked at the packed dirt ceiling as the sound of gunshots stopped. Obviously by now they couldn't see anything to shoot. From here, it was just waiting, listening for the sounds of scratching against rock.

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    Cobra stayed where she was, seeing Khevyels look. She glanced towards the tunnel, hidden under Khevyel's nest. Then, back at the rock that blocked the entrance. She hoped it wouldn't come to a fight. She just knew she would panic, and prove them all right.

    Mallory smiled up at Parzival, his tail swaying gently. I'm.. happy he hadn't realized it before, but after Mallory had been fed and shown some affection, he seemed like a completely different pup. A happy pup... I never would have been this way if it wasn't for Cobra finding me.
    His gaze shifted back towards Amber and he let out a happy grunt before resting his head on his paws.
    Despite the fact that the hunters could be right on our tails right now, Parzival still manages to make me happy.. I wonder if this feeling will stay.

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    [font=Vivaldi]Khevyel
    [font=times]⤧ female ⤧ 21 months ⤧ [color=white]unaffiliated [color=#AFEEEE]⤧
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    The fur on the back of Parzival's neck bristled a bit, and he tried hard to contain himself, not wanting to scare Mallory. He looked at his sister, ears twitching nervously. She looked back at him, ears perked but eyes calm. This made Parzival feel a bit more confident somehow. He smiled and nuzzled Mallory behind the ears playfully, doing his best to hide his growing anxiety.

    Cobra was not handling this well. She held back a whine, and stared fearfully back and forth between the exit, and the hidden tunnel. She prayed the hunter would go, and not notice the boulder. But if he did, he would easily move it, being a twoleg. She closed her eyes, then opened them to stare around fearfully. How was everyone else so calm? Easy. They know they could handle it. You're scared because you can't. She wished that voice would shut up for once, but every time, it was right.

    (As in the hunter gets in? That would be interesting for Cobras character, and probably others. More interesting if he gets in, rather then leaves right? ;) I say yes, and if others want to put their vote in then great)

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    [font=Vivaldi]Khevyel
    [font=times]⤧ female ⤧ 21 months ⤧ [color=white]unaffiliated [color=#AFEEEE]⤧
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    Cobra flipped at the sound of metal against rock. She let a bark of terror escape her. You moron! Now they'll know we're here for sure! Cobra was then rushed into the tunnel, where she snatched up Mallory herself, before dashing through, running as quickly as she could without hitting the walls. She was panicking badly, and that wasn't good.

    Mallory's vision grew blurry and his mind was filled with confusion. He looked up to see a blurry image of Cobra carrying him through the tunnel. "whats going on?" he whimpered, trying to piece together the events that were taking place.

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    [font=Vivaldi]Khevyel
    [font=times]⤧ female ⤧ 21 months ⤧ [color=white]unaffiliated [color=#AFEEEE]⤧
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    When she was free of Mallory, she sped up, almost running on Khevyels heals. You have to get out, we have to go faster! She held back a whine of fear, and ran faster.

    Amber awoke from her slumber when Khevyel woke her up. Her mind quickly recognized what was happening. 'He found us-he found me' she quickly thought. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her.... Bang... A shot was fired within the den. Amber tried not to let out a yap in pain as the bullet flew pass her shoulder. 'I gotta keep moving' she thought, repeating the last to words to help her keep her going.

    Mallory yelped as the hunter fired at Amber, urging Khevyel to run faster. His lungs ached from his constant heavy breathing and his eyes glazed over with tears. I don't understand why this don't just leave me behind.. it would be easier if I wasn't dragging them down

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    Parzival
    [font=times]⤧ male ⤧ 21 months ⤧ [color=white]unaffiliated [color=#ffd170]⤧
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    [color=#e0e0e0]Parzival raced out of the tunnel and up into the den that was connected to it. He slowed down as he climbed the steep incline to the surface, panting heavily. He watched as Cobra raced into the forest, shaking his head slightly. "Hopefully she comes back, the hunters are long, long gone."


    Khevyel was already laying in her nest, wrapped protectively around Mallory. "It's OK now," she breathed, resting her muzzle between the pup's ears, "those tunnels are too small for humans to fit through. We're safe now."

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    Once they reached safety, Amber sat down and tried to catch her breath. Even though she was terrified, she almost wanted to laugh off the experience like it was a fun game or they didn't just escape the death's grasp but she resist it all. She didn't want to seem like she was crazy. Once she caught her breath, she looked in the direction Cobra ran in amd tilted her head a bit. She wondered why the female ran off. The hunter certainly couldn't reach them so what was the reason? She pulled herself from the thought and forced on the task at hand. She layed to and started to inspect her shoulder, making sure she didn't suffer any damage

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    [font=Vivaldi]Khevyel
    [font=times]⤧ female ⤧ 21 months ⤧ [color=white]unaffiliated [color=#AFEEEE]⤧
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    As she noticed some blood beginning from her wound, she started to clean it. Her ears perked up as she heard a question directed towards her. "No. Its just a scratch." She didn't expect the female to care whether she was severely injured or not. The question nearly caught her off guard. She licked away some blood and let out a low sigh, frustrated she even got herself in this mess. "Thank you again for letting me with you and the others"