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Post by Chronicler on Dec 9, 2008 19:36:32 GMT -5
.::Again you just barely make it across the street again. Yet as soon as the light went into there favor they bolted for it across the street. Sneers of a foriegn language came from there muzzles. A laguage that formed after many years of domestication. This time however from the side that you crossed there weren't as many cars, it was a side street on to the main only! they were able to cross once they saw there were no cars coming. So they now are again in hot pursuit of you. This time your plan did work out as well as you would have liked. What will you do now? Try and cross the main thurough fare again across a third cross walk that could on this try potentially get you killed, try going down a sidewalk that seemed to be padestrian crowded and have many food temptations or down a sidewalk that seem to lead down a much darker street to trees that were dead. The morchuary and graveyard are down that way. Where as the other way goes deeper into town.::.
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Post by Zeek on Dec 9, 2008 20:14:07 GMT -5
Shadowfang had not anticipated that the dogs would be so close behind... He had to make another quick descision...and again, this was an easy one. He didn't particularly like people, so he wouldn't be going down that pathway.
And why go into the street again, risking life and limb again?...no... He would go to a place where he had found comfort before and where he was sure he would receive it again.
He sprinted down the path toward the graveyard, wondering if the dogs that were following him were brave enough with their domestication to follow him into there... It seemed to already delude their once proud and beautiful langauge...or at least the language that he had known all his life.
He would never go into servitude to a human...NEVER!
And he would show just why... He wasn't afraid of anything, but he was cunning...
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Post by Chronicler on Dec 9, 2008 22:50:04 GMT -5
.::The path to the graveyard is a dark one. But it has no obsticles. Ravens perch on the surrounding dead maple trees. There leaves now well gone. Yet somehow the birds don't mind. The watch you like a slab of mieat just waiting to die. But unfortunately they won't have you. The dogs are barking loudly and still in hot chased persuit. You can continue down the road or you can turn into the gate of the human and pet semetaries. The gate is open fortunately. But the ground in there is uneven and broke from years of wear. The earth itself is soft and easily moveable. Enter here only if you dare. But either way the group that is following is keeping up very well.::.
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Post by Zeek on Dec 9, 2008 23:04:13 GMT -5
Shadowfang had a hard choice to make. The dogs had followed him this far, and though he didn't want to admit it, he was slowly tiring out.
He quickly weighed his options and found he only had one way to go...
He had no time for the malevolent birds...it was time to make a decision.
He went through the gate and onto the uneven ground beyond the metal. He padded his way carefully through the loose ground...hoping that he wouldn't get caught up...it could cost him this little race for his life...
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Post by Chronicler on Dec 9, 2008 23:12:17 GMT -5
.::The dogs finally had caught up to you though fortunately one had hurt its leg in the fall and another had accidently landed in an open grave, not being able to judge the distance in jumping. There were now 5 left in the group that caught up to you. The other two were down and out for the count. The dogs encircle you...its time to fight. The flight bird has left the coop. Two of them are the large type, one husky and a and the other a black lab. the third is mid in size, an unknown mutt breed. The last two are smaller a beagal and pug. The largest two are strong and ready to take you on. The mid one has one ungood eye. And the two small ones...well there just small, but the pug will have more bite to him. Way your options carefully as whom you decide first will decide your fate.::.
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Post by Zeek on Dec 9, 2008 23:22:54 GMT -5
Shadowfang knew his time was up. He had run as far as he could...so he didn't let that weigh on his mind. When he left here, these fools would be dead and no one would be the wiser... Their poor little keepers were going to be weeping their hearts out...
Heheheheheheheh
His expressions turned instantly to a smug grin and a look of malice in his eyes. What they would see in his eyes was their death...and that was what Shadowfang planned...
He would see if they liked being made fun of...
He nodded curtly to the two biggest dogs and winked, moving his head back, gesturing them over to him, as if he was going to take both of them on at once.
Some might think that that was crazy and insane..but Shadowfang knew that fighting multiple at once was easier...they would get more in each other's way then anything...
Leave it to Shadowfang to call the biggest out first...
Once they were dead...he would slaughter the rest...
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Post by Chronicler on Dec 9, 2008 23:39:41 GMT -5
.::The two big dogs came at him, but they were not stupid. They have been in fights before. This was just only one part of the street dog gang. One tried to make its way to behind you while the other took front. The other three waited to see if you will chance to possibly bolt. The littlest two eyeing your legs for weaknesses. The big two taunt you by snapping and snarling at you but they don't attack first.::.
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Post by Zeek on Dec 9, 2008 23:47:25 GMT -5
Shadowfang looked over at the other three and rolled his eyes, he obviously didn't view these two as a threat. He could hear there snarling and snapping...but they could make all the noise they liked...it didn't mean they could back it up.
He looked back at the one in front of him and tilted his head to one side slightly.
...and...die.
Shadowfang grinned and then leaped toward the other three randomly, planning on catching them off guard...he hadn't even been looking in their direction..giving them no indication that he would attack them as they had been looking at him for weaknesses...
Their mistake...his gain...
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Post by Chronicler on Dec 9, 2008 23:59:03 GMT -5
.:: They had caught almost a moment to late what you were up too. The littlest two went at your legs in front the big dog going at your side. And the other dog jumping at your back. The medium one decide to try and bite from underneath in a vital area to manly wolvenness. The The biggest which jumped onto your back started to bite at your back and neck. Aslo clawing you. The one that rammed into your side began to bite at your flank. There was no fooling around with them either. You have to now fight for your life to get out of this jam. There weight is going to make you buckle if you ain't careful.::.[/b]
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Post by Zeek on Dec 10, 2008 7:34:51 GMT -5
As the little ones went for his legs, he snapped at them and that was when the big dog rammed into his side. He clenched his teeth and almost stumbled over.
With that brief period of relief, he had a chance to collect himself as he realized what was happening.. They were all attacking him at once...
He saw the one dog leaping at his back and he shifted slightly so that the dog managed to only catch the side of his back, a little above where the other wolf had hit. This blow knocked Shadowfang over and he rolled as he got back to his feet, detaching himself from the wolf that had leaped on top of him, the medium sized wolf being left behind.
When Shadowfang got to his feet, a few rather large red lines began to increase in size on Vash's side.
He had managed to slip away from the neck bites in the roll...
Shadowfang knew he couldn't keep this up and he knew that he had greatly underestimated the other wolves...
But he couldn't run now...not with the injuries he now had... His legs were fine...but his side would slowly bleed him out. And these dogs had prove to him that they weren't deterred by anything.
He could only back into a grave and face them defiantly, ...knowing fully well how much longer he would be able to keep this on for...and not caring...
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Post by Chronicler on Dec 10, 2008 20:11:50 GMT -5
.::They re come at you with full force trying to bite and claw at any part of you that they can get ahold of. If yoiu want to get out of this you must find the weakness. And there is one you just have to retrace where it is before its too late.....::.
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Post by Zeek on Dec 10, 2008 22:09:02 GMT -5
Shadowfang may be cocky...but he wasn't stupid... He knew he couldn't take these dogs the way things were standing... He had to get some kind of leverage over them... But he didn't know how...
Vash took one glance at the incoming dogs and then shook his head. He hated to do this..but there was no other way...
"STOP!" He howled as loud as he could, futilely hoping that they might actually listen to him... Surely that hadn't fallen too far to not remember at least that word from their old language...
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Post by Chronicler on Dec 12, 2008 22:46:58 GMT -5
.::This managed to give you some room for they did stop. The sound was too much for there sensitive ears. There ears were too sensitive now for such noise. Too much time spent in coze homes by warm fires. And so you gave them pause. Now is the time to take action!::.
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Post by Zeek on Dec 13, 2008 0:12:10 GMT -5
Vash had only moments to decide what to do... He knew that he needed an attack plan, but what could he do?
The dogs attacked their best as a group and he had counted that as what would be their downfall... But they were too experienced for that. Did he dare try one on one?...
How would he accomplish that though? He was already wounded and they would surely all pile up on him during his fight with one of them.
He could count on them being idiotic enough to let him duke it out with them one at a time...but after 2 or so of them had fallen, they would no longer be willing to.
But then it would be easier... It was a chance he had to take...
But how would he get them seperated....
Shadowfang made eye contact with one of the big brutes and did a "come over here" gesture with his head and muzzle. He would try to attack this one 1 on 1...but if the others joined in...he knew he wouldn't be able to fight them all.
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Post by Chronicler on Dec 13, 2008 19:09:25 GMT -5
;::The husky gave a growl to his companions. It seems you chose the street dogs leader. If he falls the rest will fall back. If not then there could be trouble. The large brute starts to circle you intently, waiting for your next move. It speaks to you. The only one out of the group that can come the closes to knowing the old language. "You die now wild filth." it says to you. Appearantly when you were at the park you were on there territory. And so naturally they feel that you are a threat. But the leader isn't as stupid as one would think even if the others are. The husky finally stops in front of you ready to face off, his teeth bared.::.[/b]
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