Where Are You?[o]

[shy]

Bash laid out in the cool shade under the large tree her dark coat fur enjoying the coolness, and the slight breeze that came around every so often. Her eyes were gently closed relaxing her self, her bushy tail flickered around like a cats, except larger in a lazy type way, As her mind went into peace a loud rumble came into her belly. A small growl came from her throat she wanted to lay, and relax more, but couldn't on a empty stomach, she slowly raised from her spot with a small yawn her white fangs showed as as she did. She soon trotted of gracefully to the door it was closed "Dang it I hate when its closed"she thought she scratched at the door over, and over it soon became a bark "This isn't right"her mind kept saying.

She spotted a window open near the door a small smile came across her face she hurried over to it, and jumped through the window she was now in the kitchen. She looked all around the kitchen no owner.Odd. She hurried through the living room the TV was off, and no owner.It was very strange. Instead of searching she used her black noise to smell him, she lift her noise up into the air as she started to smell around in the air her noise could not catch a scent. Her body went into a stress, and worried mod. "He is gone...He....He cant be some one must of took him....no I would have caught their scent right away even outside of the house"he mind went out of control.

Her body was tensed up as her eyes grew with anger, and coldness she ran in the house like a mad dog barking in anger when she finally stopped a huge loud howl came from her lips that dogs could hear the door was closed, but all front windows were wide open she hurried into the kitchen, and laid under the table shaking cause how bad her nerves was her face twitched almost every minute she was completely loosing her mind she soon went into the stage were she would attack anything that came near her she was like a wolf in a cage except under a table, and in the kitchen.

[» cyanide]

Making a shrill sort of inhaling noise the Wolf pranced down the street, familiar with the yards of the dogs since her last visit. Roaming over into Prince’s yard she smiled the stains of blood coagulated on small leaves and the grass covering his emerald yard. Squatting she dribbled urine over a marked spot of his and hopped into Bash’s yard. She wasn’t exactly friend’s with the mutt who lived here, merely acquaintances and she wouldn’t mind having a gander at the pickings of her garbage or dog bowl.

Yawning softly she walked into the shade and lapped up some water, plucking a few chunks of meat from the dish she gobbled them up and romped around in her yard, attempting to find her. Following her scent she jumped into the femme’s kitchen with ease. Her crystal eyes gazed at the kitchen she’d entered. A small smile formed upon her lips as she inhaled the delicate scents of the bountiful foods overflowing in the boxes of wood and that huge… other box thing. Clicking up to it she growled lowly and bit at the door, somehow she opened it and a rush of cool air washed over her as well as the scents of many different types of food. Chuckling a feminine sort of noise she didn’t see or hear Bash under the kitchen table.

Placing her paws on a shelf she hopped up and pulled a container of chicken down to the floor. It landed with a clatter and she stooped down to gobble up the delicate fragments of chicken, already peeled off the bone. She hovered obsessively over the chicken and pulled a large drumstick from the container as marinating sauce slowly crept along the tiles. Dropping the chicken she lapped up the mess and then grabbed her chicken once more.

Turning she was somewhat started to see Bash under the table. She sighed and laid down; feasting on the chicken.

[/size]“What’s got your fur in a bunch?” she grunted her eyes not leaving the delicate morsel of food laid between her massive white paws.
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[shy]

As Bash laid their in that stress, and cold stage her mind went blank she wondered were her owner was her fur bristled up as her fangs showed a bit, her face, and body twitched like something was wrong with her. Which something was. She was freaking out not seeing her owner Marcus as she was doing this she didn't hear Raven come inside the house. It just proved that she was over worked up, but when the voice was heard in her ears she quickly turned her head for a moment her dark eyes stared, but she slowly snapped back to her self.
She slid her body out from under the table, and stood taking a breath to calm her self down "My owner ain't here its strange, cause his scent ain't no where around in, or out of the place.....something is wrong lately humans have been disappearing one by one, I don't know why...but....Its really weird, I don't know why I am worrying I guess cause its something new"she said. She slowly laid her body down on the cold tile floor then looked at Raven " You must have came a long way if your hungry"she spoke.
"Their is a huge turkey in the that fridge I think its fresh"she spoke of coarse Bash wouldn't care if she ate some of her food they were both alike except she didn't have German shepherd in her. Who cared. If a purebred, or mutt came in she probably kill them she didn't get along with no one. An I mean no one. Raven was the only one who she actually let be around her. Strange, but true, if Raven didn't notice. Then again they only met each other a few times, here, and their.

[shy]

*bumps*

[solisticeofwinter]

Calypso was so confused and hurt. Where was his Marcy? She wasn't in his home, his doggie door allowed him access to the house, and he had left her that morning to go out on his own. He returned to find his home empty. Heartbreak riddled his soul and he wept in the silent way dogs did. He hung his head low, tail dragging softly on the ground. He still shuddered from the experience with Raven the other day, disgust rippling over his face as he recalled the dreary fae in his mind. But now, he was surely thinking of dying. His mate and now his owner, were gone from his life. He stopped outside Bash's home. The scent of her was strong. But so was Raven's. He snorted. He carried on until he found an open gate. The house was deserted. He rested on the lawn, paws under his chin. He gave a weary sigh, and closed his eyes.