by Chasta » Wed Dec 15, 2010 11:42 am
Chasta's head followed the scent of blood. Hackels raised as she saw where is was coming from. She no longer wanted to fight, but her training wanted otherwise. Lips tightened into a snarl, growl following, ears flattened back against her head as she readied herself to attack the two fighting dogs. She knew that they wouldn't know of her being there, a fight did that to a trained dog, but once she got into the fight, she wouldn't be able to stop until she was pulled away by a human or killed her oponents.
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"Chasta, wielding dual candy scythes, looks with disapproval at the scene of candy bridge building chaos."