2020-Welcome to the Ruins-Please Join-

[.:Transferring:.]

Wendy Lou lies down beside Larry, pushing her head against his briefly, and then turning back to fall asleep.

[Mz. Hyde]

Soul looked at larry with her big eyes " get better soon " she mumbled, as she fell into sleep.

[Chef Kitty]

Miles nodded his head. "They always helped us dogs, fed us, and stuff. I bet they would have found a cure for Tuer." A puzzled look came over his face. "I wonder what killed them...."

Faith jumped. She had been wondering the same thing. "I do too... and I bet they could find a cure,"
Her tail had slowly dropping down that morning, and now she found it limp and pointed down. No happiness was in her.

[.:Transferring:.]

Miles nodded again. "Do you think we should try to find a cure?" He wasn't one to be abashed or blush, but Miles did blush slightly. He grinned, though, still wanting to know her opinion.

[Soriams]

Something startles Larry awake, and he blinks his eyes open, jerking his head upright. The movement reminds him poignantly of his wounds and he whimpers in the dark. Oh I hurt... Why did you have to be so stupid and go into a fight you knew you couldn't win? He asks himself, looking around in the dark. For that matter, why am I awake anyway? Did I really hear something, or was that just a dream? He snuggles closer to Wendy, enjoying her warmth and comfort, but his mind will not let him return to sleep. He rests his head on his paws for a moment, ears perked for any sound, but the only thing that reaches him is the gentle sounds of the Soul and Wendy's sleep. Larry sighs softly, giving up on sleep for the moment he lifts his head and looks down at the little whippet. Ah, I couldn't let you get killed, you brave fool. It was worth the fight for this. Smiling, he reaches down and begins to gently lick the dried blood from her velvety fur.

[.:Transferring:.]

((Trying a new style of writing in the 'I' person! I kinda like it better))

My ears twitch as I dream. I re-run the fight over in my head with Damon. Stupid big old bully. He wasn't always like that. I remember when we were pups - yes, I grew up with him and his sister - and he would always teach me new things, and include me. He stood up for me, and so did his sister, Sarah. Our families were very close, but when his mother died, Damon became...diferent. And then a few weeks later, Sarah dissapeared, and he snapped. Became....Damon. He used to be named Sam, but I guess he changed it or something. I awaken, suddenly aware of Larry licking my fir. I glance over, seeing he's getting the dried lood off of me. I didn't even realize it was there. "Thanks." I whisper, glancing at Soul's sleeping figure.

[Soriams]

((First Person isn't too bad so long we know which dog it is! Can feel a bit more natural to write about yourself.))

Larry stops licking when Wendy wakes up, he lifts his head to look at her and smiles, sort of a sad looking smile. "Welcome." He says softly, shifting he weight a little trying to get more comfortable. Wincing when the movement pulls on his wounds, he refuses to cry out now and looks over towards the window where the moon is just rising to cast an ivory shadow across the room. "Looks like we slept through the rest of the day." Larry says, his voice still quiet. "At least it doesn't look like there will be more snow."

[.:Transferring:.]

Wendy Lou.
I nod at him. "I like the night, it's peacful. And yes, I think Spring is starting to come into season." I murmur thoughtfully. I hope he isn't in too muich pain, but I know better. Damon is a good fighter, and his wounds inflict much pain.

Miles.
I nod. "Humans knew how to do almost anything. They were great, when they weren't bad or anything. Maybe we can try to find a cure, like they would have." He nodded, though the thought seemed a little duanting.

[Mz. Hyde]

Soul woke up and opened her eyes wearily, She softly whispers, " are you feeling any better? " to Larry before " are you ok Wendy? " she says slowly remebering Wendy's injuries.

[Soriams]

Larry nods to Wendy in the dark as he watches Soul shift in her sleep, slowly coming awake as well. "I hope you're right. The cold and snow makes it hard to find food." He says, trailing off as Soul finally wakes up and asks about their well-being. He does his best to smile to her, "I think I'm alright, Soul. Thank you for asking." Larry says softly.