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[wet noses]

(layout, just going to store it on this post. vuv

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--a l e e s e--

Mood--
Curious
Currently with--
A stanger!
Activity--
Investigating

Aleese slunk along the tattered walls of buildings, her ears up and mismatched eyes open wide, unblinking Her tail shot up as her damp nose detected a scent that she found most certainly exciting; blood. Something about being a stray was refreshing, although she still dearly missed her family. The taste of freedom still was clinging with her as it had done from day one. She snickered quietly, winding around before catching the sight of a beautiful white-and-gold, long pelt. Crimson was evident and the stray canine's coat in various places. "Aye! Goldie-locks!" Aleese shouted, her brow furrowed. She loved a fight, but not if it wasn't fair. "You alright over there?" She ran forward, dropping her stealthy attitude.

[just peachy]

Delilah sighed. 'Great. Another stupid dog.' Her mind definatly not a kind one. "What do you want eskimo." She said more as a stament then a question. (I'm sneaking on so short posts for now)

[the family business.]

Seere sighed softly to himself, Ducking out of the brick alley he had been curled up in before stretching out a little, The muscles under his red coat rippling as his jaws parted, A yawn escaping his jaws. After a few seconds, The wolf hybrid lifted his head up, Scenting the air until he distinguished it perfectly, Blood. The metallic tang stayed with the brute as he eventually navigated his way toward the scent, Weaving across alleys and through streets until he stood in front of Aleese and Delilah, Cautiously padding toward them.

[just peachy]

(She's not trying to come across as mean ^-^)

[just peachy]

Delilah's gaze fell towards Seere. She hadn't a clue he had met her sister only days before. "And what do you want, Wolfie." The fae asked, her tone calming down a bit more.

[wet noses]

--a l e e s e--

Mood--
Annoyed
Currently with--
Delilah
Activity--
Well...

Aleese's upper lip folded back, showing her glimmering ivory teeth. "Well, Ms. Brat, I was gonna help you but instead I wouldn't mind messing you up a little bit more," Aleese snorted, taking a few steps forward. Her kindness had melted away, leaving only her crueler side. "How about that other hind leg? The left one. I can make it just like the right unless you'd rather take the easy route, mutt." Her fur bristled along her spine. What an ungrateful whelp. "So either you gimme a look at that leg and maybe help you out, or you can just go on your merry way and let the smell of your blood send the rats after ya." Aleese bent down to sniff at the metallic-scented hind leg of Delilah. She could suffer through I second chance.

[the family business.]

Seere narrowed his light green eyes at the fae as she adressed him, Feeling his lips curl for a moment before letting himself relax, "I had come to check If your alright but it's obvious your either snobby or you dislike company." He replied calmly, His claws flexing slightly as he turned around again, His ears peeling back slightly.

(Wb)

[just peachy]

"I'm not snobby. I just like nicknames." Delilah replied, sitting in an awkward position so her leg wouldn't snap underneath her weight.

[wet noses]

--a l e e s e--

Mood--
Annoyed
Currently with--
Delilah and Seere
Activity--
Rambling

"I agree with Red over here. We're trying to help you," Aleese rumbled, growling. "Mm, so you're a nicknamer. I am too, but you obviously are asking for a lashing. A simple 'oh, no thanks' or a 'yes,please' would've been nice," Aleese sighed, rolling her eyes. She sat and looked at Seere, then back at Delilah. Her fur fell back flat.

(Writers' block...)

[just peachy]

"Well you're not my mother." Delilah mumbled under her breath then turned to Seere. "Some help would be nice...as long as you don't give a lecture on why it would be nice." She said calmly. (Wb)