★ Whitefang
HE was so excited. They were moving, leaving this place. Maybe he could finally get back to the wild. The canid was buzzing with excited energy, so he had decided to spend that energy through a walk. Say goodbye to his home maybe. He was loping along at a quick pace, when suddenly the cool spring breeze brought him a strangers scent. He stopped abruptly, scenting the air trying to pinpoint the owners location. HE began to follow it, ears perked and a smile tickling his lips. Eventually he neared the edge of the city, a shadow fell over him. The male looked up, squinting at the blue cloudless sky, vulture circling high above. Whitefang watched the avian with curious brown eyes, studying it as it flew high in the air. He had already forgotten the strange scent. While he was distracted by the bird, it struck.
A weight fell on Whitefang's back, and a vicious snarl erupted from his throat. His white teeth were bared and he tried to wiggle from beneath the weight, but failed. HE heard it speak, but his own noise overpowered it. Like a snake he snapped his fangs with a metallic clap, just missing the threat of the one on him. It laughed. A claw wrapped around his muzzle, another pressed against his throat. Still he fought and struggled, hatred glittering in his narrowed eyes and a rumble still deep in his throat. But then it ended, the claw dug into his neck. Then it was gone, leaving whutefang gasping and bleeding on the ground. It was pooling fast, staining his gray fur and the ground around him. The last thing he saw was the vulture circling lower and lower, then he blew out his last breath and was gone.
//Im sorry, I just didn't really feel like playing him anymore. I'm trying to play too many character at once
