by . ѕℰℰιиg . тнιиgѕ . » Sun Jun 26, 2011 9:37 am
"Ahh, Flame. We meet again . . ." Dark smiled evilly. "Has abuse in my back been unworthy for you? Do you need filthy, worthless, scum of dogs to do it for you?" he snarled. His red eyes gleamed. "I'll kill you later." As he disappeared, thousands of white wolves with red eyes followed. I ran away a silver tear on my muzzle. He hurt me because I was a wolfdog, three-legged, and blue-eyed.
(Flame kind of like Danger and Rhosco both, but Danger a tiny bit more. She's having trouble deciding.)
I perked my ears and cleared away my tears before returning to Rhosco.I smiled at him. "You know," I began, "I kind of like you."
"How can a band be any good without a slightly cocky frontman?" - 