Ciel~ "O-oh Lizzie! Another dragon!" I pointed to the blue dragon, making a bit of an angry growl.
Rin and Yukio~ "Yeah." The brothers said at the same time, "How does that story sound to you Chiemi?" Yukio looked at her.
Esko_the_Wolf wrote:The motorbike's crash was horribly loud, and a loud ringing sounded in his ears. Smoke was rising from the wreck, and the heat was suffocating. Not to mention there was horrid pain in his chest and left leg. He managed to roll himself off the bike and onto the ground, where he attempted to stand. His left leg buckled and he fell right back down, some of the wind being knocked out of his chest. He gasped for breath and looked down at his legs. There was a peak in the left one that could only be the bone poking out of his skin. Even though his pants were black, he could tell that area was becoming wetter and more maroon.
But there was that dog, the one he might have killed himself for. Looking at it now, something about it looked...wrong. He couldn't quite place it, but there was something about it that looked unnatural. "I nearly died to save you." He said, not with an angry or bitter tone, but more of a slightly amused one. "Let's go find civilization." Spotting a long stick, he dragged himself over to it and tested its durability, then hoisted himself up. He began to move along slowly, blood beginning to trickle out of a corner of his mouth. He had to find help. Fast.
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A fluffy poodle mix padded along the forest floor, panting and looking for his masters. Makkachin briefly whined before panting again, going over to a tree and relieving himself. Suddenly, two human voices entered his ears. It didn't sound like his masters, but they were people nonetheless. He walked in that direction, and soon the humans entered his sight. One of them was dressed funny, like what his masters referred to as "show outfits". Whatever that meant.
"Aww, look, a dog." That human said, as Makka walked over to him and began to sniff his leg. He bent down and rubbed his head, and in response Makka licked his hand. The younger human giggled and pet him some more. Most humans seemed to like being licked by his kind. Being licked by one another seemed to trigger a completely different response though.
"Come on, Todd, we got to find his owner!"
"What other choice do we have? C'mon, let's go." The older human walked on, while the younger one got up and followed. Makka followed them, happy to have found company.
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