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[Ourpawprints]

Gypsy lowered herself for a moment a moment. If only he had known she wouldn't have had to be in the fights. Gypsy's world was spinning around her as she tried to put two and two together but somehow ended up with five.

Memories of the fights, of the brutal battles, of the dogs she killed made her feel like she was going to faint. It overwhelmed Gypsy, for a moment she couldn't tell what was going on right now and what was just a mere memory of the past flashing through her mind.

She couldn't think clearly. This dog Gypsy wanted dead could have saved her from the fights. But he didn't. He didn't save her. And just a moment ago he was practically ready to kill her.

Without thinking Gypsy barreled into Sinclair. She pinned him down and snarled viciously, still wondering somewhat if she really should be attacking him or thanking him for wishing he could have saved her.

"You mean you could have saved me from the hell I went through?! And you didn't! Do you know what it is like, being forced to kill! Its horrible! It wears you down! Its hard to think the same afterward!" Gypsy screeched her teeth baring. "And all of the dogs I killed, they all would have been fine if only you had just known!" Once she had started it was hard for her to stop. "How do you like knowing that it is you're fault that so many dogs died?!" Gypsy shouted, her fur bristling madly.

[Rummy]

Sinclair was caught off guard and pummeled to the cold, hard cement. The air rushed out of his lungs as Gypsy stood over him. He stared up at her and decided to calmly lie there as she took her anger out on him. He listened to her words and sup rousingly they stung him more than they should have. "I didn't know, Gypsy.. I didn't know" he repeated, still laying down with her over him. He didn't want to hurt her and he didn't want to get kicked out

[Ourpawprints]

Gypsy's eyes were stricken with fear as she looked at the dog. She didn't know how much time had gone by, she simply stood there, not moving a muscle. Gypsy tried desperately to gather herself and understand what had just happened. But all she could keep thinking was "And all of the dogs I killed, they all would have been fine if only he had just known"

The individual memories of each dog Gypsy had killed played in her mind. Her first kill, Spike the boxer. Rufus the puppy. Jen the mutt. Squirrel the chihuahua. Killer the bull terrier. And so many more.

Gypsy remembered engraving tallies of the number of dogs she killed. 27. 27 dogs died by her jaws. And Gypsy looked down at the potential 28th.

[bob the bear]

|Lyric|
She backed away, a little frightened by Gypsy's outburst. Her shy nature made her even more scared. She was now backed up to the road, but quickly returned, nearly getting hit by a lone car. Lyric stayed silent though, too shy and scared to talk. She ducked her head, and went into a nearby dumpster. Figuring she'd keep an ear on them while hunting for food.

[Ourpawprints]

Gypsy tried to move but her paws stayed still. Instead she only stared into the terrified eyes of Sinclair, paying little attention to what was actually going on and instead being haunted by the memories of the fights still playing in her mind.

Gypsy had to keep reminding herself that this was not the fights, even though she clearly has him in perfect position she shouldn't strike. She tried to keep herself focused on the real world but instead she kept playing memories of the fights over and over.

[bob the bear]

|Lyric|
The only thing she finds worth eating were a few pizza crusts. Lyric jumps out, shaking her pelt free of trash. She put the crusts at Gypsy's paws carefully, wondering if this will get her out of her fighting mood.

[Ourpawprints]

Gypsy forced herself off of Sinclair, releasing him. She ignored the pizza crusts, simply stalking off, a scowl across her face. Gypsy's mind was still a mess, she could only make out "All of the dogs I killed, they all would have been fine if only you had just known" and that only enraged her more.

She tried desperately not to blink, every time she did images of the fights came back to her. But eventually, after walking as far as she could Gypsy gave in and just collapsed on the ground, allowing herself to sleep even though she knew that her dreams would be haunted by nightmares of the fights.

[Rummy]

Sinclair lay there untill she left. Standing up after she stalked off he shook off his longish black and white fur and watched her go. "Shes... interesting" was all he could say then he looked at Lyric "are you okay?" he noted her shyness and he looked back to where Gypsy had dissapeared too. "i wont let her hurt anyone here. If she has another outburst Id advise puttin her on paroll or kicking her out." he said "She needs some serious therapy.." he said, trying to lighten the mood.

Bird had heard all the yeelling outside and she peeked her had out the window just in time to see Gypsy stalking off. Turning her head her eyes lit up when she saw Sinclair and she clambered out of the window, making a lot of noise. When she finaly got herself out she came running towards Sinclair and barreled herself into his side, knocking him down because of her size.

[labradude]

(Oops forgot to mention that, yes she is at the pound.)
Miley paced around in her cage, fur rubbing against the metal bars keeping her in. She hadn't been able to get sleep the night before, and probably not this one either. It was the other dogs, barking their heads off. "Shut up!" she barked finally, but of course this didn't help. They continued barking. Growling, Miley sat down.

Suzuki walked along the sidewalk, her nose on the ground snuffling for anything she could find. She lifted her head, smelling... baby? Her nose followed the scent into an alley and she turned onto it, finding a large, but thin, baby blanket. Picking it up in her mouth and slinging it over her back, she walked back to the pack.

Tike heaved a sigh, watching all the people with their busy lives zoom by. He was laying down, head rested on his paws. "I want to do something.." he murmured, eyes looking around but head not moving.

Nuka Cola chased a squirrel around on a wide patch of grass. He stopped suddenly, letting the squirrel scurry away. Tongue sticking out of his mouth and nose twitching, he picked up a scent. Nuka Cola started trotting, trying to identify it. He got closer and realized what it was. Hotdogs. Bingo.

(Anyone want to roleplay? All my charries are open ^^)

[bob the bear]

(I might make another dog or two... So they'll be free for any rpers who are "bored." )

|Lyric|
"I'm fine," she whispers. She nods at Sinclair's comments, and reaches down, eating a pizza crust slowly. She nudges the other crust to Sinclair, her hunger gone.