[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; height: 220px; background: url(http://media.tumblr.com/515419…ine_mydewq7V3O1rc957o.gif); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; a: hover; font-family: felix titling; font-style: bold; font-size: 20px; color: #2b1c83; letter-spacing: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 1px 2px #000000; width: 470px; height; 10px]TONY STARK[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#090909; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px;]windclan apprentice - german shepherd-husky mix [/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]tony was being used as an experiment - and he had no idea.
after his daring escape from the insignia, the canine had ended up on the side of a road, falling unconscious. a couple eventually stopped and, feeling bad for the guy, loaded him into the back of their car and dropped him off at the nearest vet's office. tony barely woke up during the time he was in there, due to being on anisthetics most of the time. he was actually undergoing lots of surgery and other things like that during this time.
tony woke up with a soft groan. sunlight filtered onto his face, interrupted by a dozens all bars positioned in front of him. all of his memories rushed back, and off a minute he thought he was back in the insignian prison. this caused him to freak out, and he jerked his head upward, slamming it on .. the ceiling of the cage. he was in a human containment system just large enough for him. still groggy from all that medicine, tony sat up. he was reluctant to, but he had to see what the humans had done to him - he looked at where his legs were supposed to be, but weren't, because all four of them had been torn off in the insignia.
and yet there they were.
he had legs. they weren't his legs, no, but they were legs. they were crafted of silver and red metal that went all the way up his side and wrapped around his shoulder bones and entire hind legs. he wasn't aware of this, but all of the fake legs were anatomically correct for what he was. tony simply gaped at the prosthetics for a moment until a human approached him. he whipped his head around and gave a low growl, uncertain. the human shushed him gently and pulled the cage door open ever so slowly. tony burst out, landing on the ground with a wince of pain, skidding on his new legs. they were harder er to control than normal legs, but when he thought about getting out, he was surprised to find that he began running in that direction. the metal made a loud clicking sound whenever they hit the ground. tony skidded around the corner, spotting a door up ahead. he slammed his shoulder into the wood, swinging the push door open with a loud bang. he was in the lobby now, where there were -thankfully- automatic doors, because his shoulder now hurt like hell. of course, he didn't know this though. but the doors opened when he ran at them, and tony grinned. he knew where to go from here; this was how he originally got to windclan. so long story short, he stumbled to a halt on the border, his four new prosthetics glittering in the daylight.
[/size][/fancypost][align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; width: 468px; height; 10px][sub][align=center][size=7pt]we close our eyes and the glory fades.[/size]
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