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[dizzy hurricane.]

Sandra's anger towards Angel, the new little pup, took Blessing by surprise. With an angry growl, Blessing took off after the pup. She didn't want to talk to Sandra anymore, or take lessons from her. She caught up to the pup and planted her feet in front of her, stopping her. She nudged the pup's cheek. "Sweetie, everyone's trying hard to get along. But no one knew each other before now, and it's hard here." She wagged her tail sadly.

[Ourpawprints]

"Don't ever tell me what to do!" Sandra shouted, her voice was harsh and vicious. "Well good! I don't need a stupid, little, worthless pup bothering me!" Her fur was on end. Right now she didn't care if she was hurting someone she loved, right now she felt nothing but anger. Not anger towards Angel but that didn't stop her from taking it out on her.

[Mario]

Angel heard Blessing, and then Sandra. She instantly burst into tears, sobbing loudly at being called by her adopted mother 'worthless', 'stupid'. It broke her heart to bits and pieces, and then more.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Punk let out a snarl and stalked up to Sandra. "Shut up," He snarled. "You will not speak to her in that manner," He growled lowly. "If you continue acting like a spoiled rotten child I'll rip your throat out and...and..." he snorted. "I don't know what I'll do but I gurentee it won't be pretty," He said sharply. "Now calm down, or get out of this pack," He snapped before stalking away after Blessing and Angel.

"Hey Kiddo," he said softly smiling at Blessing. "Its okay sweetie, your mommy is just angry because she's hurt, she dosn't mean what she's saying,"

[Ourpawprints]

"Don't think I won't kill you, Punk." Sandra threatened. She bared her teeth, considering striking. But instead she ran. She ran as fast as she could away. She couldn't see but that didn't hold her back. Sandra just raced forward as fast as her legs could take her. She was running across the sand, not daring to turn to the jungle. Sandra ran until she couldn't keep running, which was when she was a good few miles away from them. There she collapsed on the sand, panting heavily. Sandra didn't want to put up with them, didn't want to put up with Punk acting like he was boss. If he ever spoke to her that way again she would strike, she promised herself. She would strike and be rid of that filthy mutt.

[Mario]

Punk let out a snarl and stalked up to Sandra. "Shut up," He snarled. "You will not speak to her in that manner," He growled lowly. "If you continue acting like a spoiled rotten child I'll rip your throat out and...and..." he snorted. "I don't know what I'll do but I gurentee it won't be pretty," He said sharply. "Now calm down, or get out of this pack," He snapped before stalking away after Blessing and Angel.

"Hey Kiddo," he said softly smiling at Blessing. "Its okay sweetie, your mommy is just angry because she's hurt, she dosn't mean what she's saying,"

Angel sniffed and cuddled up next to Punk. "Thank you, Daddy." she murmured, still crying but silently instead.

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra lay her head down on her paws. She shut her eyes, not like it mattered too much since she couldn't see anyways. But she did. She attempted to fall asleep but the cool waves every now and then creeping up to her skin kept her awake. That and the guilt of yelling at Angel.

But Sandra didn't feel guilty for what she said to Punk. She felt no remorse and meant every word she had spoken to him. Some might consider it cold of her, but it was fact. Fact that she wouldn't hesitate to kill him if he continued.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

He sighed softly licking the top of her head soothingly. "I'm sorry," He said calmly. "Your mommy loves you very very much," He said gently. "Will just give her time to calm down and come back okay," He said with a sigh he hadn't meant to upset Sandra but really she was acting beyond irrational.

[Mario]

Angel nodded and stretched. "I'm hungry." Her stomach, accompanied by a loud growl, confirmed it.

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra got to her paws and padded forward, away from the ocean. When high tide struck she didn't want to be half asleep in the middle of it. So she was on the edge of the jungle, not very much in because it would be hard to navigate but far enough she wouldn't be swept away from the tide. Eyes shut Sandra slipped into sleep, although it was a restless slumber. One disturbed with the sounds of Angel's cries playing over and over in her memory.