count your blessings {open}

[Jezebella]

( ENEMY TERRITORY )
YOU'RE KISS IS COSMIC.

cold. every winter was always the same: never anything more than cold. even when it was raining, like on this day, it was hot. there was nothing you could do to not be cold, either. you just had to deal with it. well, you could find a hot source of water and go swimming in it, but those were very rare when it came to the city... or really anywhere. none-the-less that is one reason why one might find themself in the rural areas of town, looking for a place that has hardly been touched by humans. of course, a place like that is hard to find anymore, but those places are out there. one animal in particular was looking for a place to rest for a while. she was a young dog of about four years named enemy territory, or e.t. for short.

she was a lovely border collie with unusual markings flawing her white fur. of course, she adored her markings because they made her unique, but sometimes she wished that she had been born with the normal markings of a border collie. the female trotted through the lands, sticking to the side of the road and heading away from the town. rain splattered against her thin form, making her fur stick to her, irritating her second personality named gigi. "get out of the rain you retard. we're getting drenched."the female spoke out loud, but it was in a different voice than her own. the voice was darker, holdng more evil in it than her regular voice. it was gigi talking, and one just passing by would probably look at enemy territory as if she was insane. of course, she probably was, but she would never admit that.

"what do you think I'm trying to do? there has been no shelter for miles, so you're going to have to deal with the rain." the female's sweet, normal voice said, slightly angered at gigi for commanding her to do something that she was already trying to do. shaking out her coat, the female continued to trot along, rain still pouring from the sky. behind her, she could hear the sounds of an approaching vehicle, and she moved away from the road slightly to avoid being hit. it was only a few moments later that the car flew past, sending water dumping down onto the canine. "perfect... and who's idea was it to stay along the road? oh that's right... your's." enemy territory just rolled her eyes at gigi and continued following the road, her ears flat against her head.

she had been following the road a for a few miles now, heading away from the city to avoid the humans as much as possible, but that had probably only gotten her into a more difficult situation. after about a mile or so of travel, she had realized that there was absolutely nothing out in the rural parts of town. there was nothing to use as shelter, not really anything to see, and there surely wasn't anything to do. the only thins that were there were the trees that stretched into endless amounts of forests, but that would do nothing for the she-dog. sighing, enemy territory began to rethink her idea of following the road out into the rural areas, realizing that it would offer her nothing.



actions
"gigi's talk of the century"
"e.t.'s talk of the century"
gigi's thoughts of evil
e.t.'s thoughts of play

words 554
muse pretty good
puppet enemy territory
tags none it's completely open
notes sorry it's so bad... still trying to get used to her
credits me for the post and character

[Maybe ♫]

Darthyn rarely ventured into what used to be civilization any more. He tended to keep to his forest, now that the Central Urban pack had been formed and was getting stronger. He was born in the town of Harlow, but he found that the forest was a much more forgiving place to live. Exhaling heavily, a cloud of mist billowing from his black nostrils, he plodded on, down Main Street, hoping to find something to fill his time.

He had left the pack for a few days, just to unwind. He had been getting very stressed lately, and he hated feeling bottled up. At the end of the street, he turned a corner, and his eyes rested upon another dog. He looked at the border collie, his amber eyes narrowing in suspicion. Even though this was not his territory, the sight of a rogue made him bristle with anger. He let out a loud warning bark.

"Who are you!?" He padded up to the dog quickly, enhaling her scent and noticing briefly that she was female. He pushed away the knowledge carelessly. He could not be bothered with such matters when he had a pack to run.