Fritzie
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Find a small child and use it as a sheild!!!!
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Post by Fritzie on Jul 8, 2010 23:44:25 GMT -5
(OOC) I figured, what the heck.... Why not bring Fritzie back into the mix...
(BIC)
Even in the middle of the day, the trees were so close to each other that it cast the entire forest in darkness. Tail tucked between her legs, was really the only way Fritzie walked around anymore. Hungry more often than not, her ribs showed considerably more than they had ever shown, seeing as she was now going on a week straight with no real food to speak of.
Slinking through the trees was really the safest thing she could think of. She kept her small body low to the ground, and her eyes and ears were always moving around, keeping track of any and all sounds happening in the area.
She stopped when she heard a noise that didn't sound like a normal noise of the woods. She froze, her ears and eyes searching quickly to find the source of the sound.
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Post by CUR on Jul 23, 2010 19:27:51 GMT -5
OOC;; great idea, if I do say so myself =D maybe this will help the poor boy come to terms with what he's done... or maybe he's just a complete monster ^^
VICE
this is what you mean to me...
Darting back and forth through the dark forest, Vice created little noise. One might think an owl had taken wing or perhaps field mice were scurrying about. He had spent enough of his life on the run to place each paw carefully even while running as quickly as he could. Full throttle, he would run a few yards before freezing in place, taking in the sounds around him and dashing off on a slightly altered course, tracking the stench of an ill deer. It couldn't be long before he would come upon the sickly animal and bring it down. He hadn't eaten in so long that his stomach was growling hungrily, making just as much noise as he himself.
Quiet you, he thought to no avail.
On one such stop he caught a scent- that of another dog. It spurred memories that were tied to emotions that he would not let resurface. Whipping his head to the left a sound escaped him that could've easily been part growl and part cough. He felt as though he were choking on his own tightening throat and his eyes grew wide and glassy as he stared at the bit of fur showing through the foliage.
A she-dog had stopped suddenly and looked into his general vicinity. And of course it was not just any bitch, but Fritzie. Had she seen him? He couldn't be certain but there was no way in hell she was getting out of here to run and have some hoity-toity pack dogs come back to chase his ass down like a hunted fox.
He felt his cheeks grow wet and couldn't tell whether he was crying out of remorse for his own tortured soul or whether he felt genuine shame in what he had done. "You," he called out, bracing himself for a chase should one be necessary.
...everything i'll never be
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Fritzie
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Find a small child and use it as a sheild!!!!
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Post by Fritzie on Jul 27, 2010 13:54:11 GMT -5
Fritzie was still, hoping beyond hope that the noise she heard was just a little mouse stepping on a stick. Just as she was starting to settle down, something that sounded like a coughing growl headed her direction. If a dog could freeze anymore than she already was, she did. She turned her head, hoping to maybe spot the other animal and mayhap beg for its mercy. When she couldn't see the other animal, she cursed her parents for giving her such a weird coat, since even though she was a lot blacker than her father, that soft brown still picked up the moonlight like a beacon.
Then, a strong voice carried a You in her direction, and before she could even think, instinct took over and she bolted. Through the trees she whipped through, hoping beyond hope maybe to just outrun the thing, although it probably had her scent by now. Weaving between trees, she could hear the sound of the paws running after her and getting closer, and she knew she was a goner, knew that capture was inevitable.
(BCC) thought maybe a cute pouncing and pinning (kinda like in the lionking...) would be effective here, and i hope i made it easy enough for you to catch up. I wouldn't mind her being pinned, so go right ahead with it.
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Post by CUR on Aug 7, 2010 7:17:30 GMT -5
OOC// yeah haha I liked that Lionking one. Good call =)
VICE
this is what you mean to me...
Each muscle in Vice's body was tensed to the point that his legs were beginning to ache, paws shaking slightly in the soil and breaking his rigid stance. He felt a soreness in his jaw and suddenly realized that he had been clenching his teeth, grinding them together ever so slightly. His eyes watched Fritzie freeze just as still as himself only to dash off in the other direction.
Mother FUCK! he thought, cursing himself for giving her the chance.
He chased after her, not allowing thought to slow him down. Instinct carried him swiftly over the path, trailing her by scent. She was slowing and he knew it was likely the end of her adrenaline burst. Thinking quickly, he weighed his chances and decided he would have to stop her, rather than risk her dashing off once more.
Muscles contracting as he ran, Vice landed in a crouch. All 65lbs of him coiled, ready to strike as any viper. With all his remaining energy the large dog pushed off with his hind legs, clearing the remaining foot and a half between them and reaching out his forepaws, wrapping them around the black and brown bitch as the two of them tumbled end over end, heads tucked to avoid concussion. Those few seconds seemed to last an eternity and when they finally stopped, Vice found himself sitting on Fritzie, rear end plopped on her belly and paws on either side of her face. It was so unexpected, so totally rediculous that he couldn't help but burst out laughing, licking her cheek and looking curiously at her, asking, "Well then little missy, is that any way to say hello?"
...everything i'll never be
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Fritzie
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Find a small child and use it as a sheild!!!!
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Post by Fritzie on Aug 10, 2010 14:50:52 GMT -5
When she felt the strong front paws wrap around her she knew she was a goner. As they tumbled, heads tucked all she could think was of the things she had yet to have done with her life. She hadn't even spoken to her mother in over six months, and although she had seen her father when she was trailing him, she hadn't said anything to him, hoping he would just know she was there and speak to her on his own accord. She'd never had her own litter of pups, and it was something that caused her to start crying as the two of them finally landed on firm ground, she on her back, her executioner on her stomach.
The laughter was quite unexpected, although she mused, a maniac killer could find this funny. But the lick on her cheek had her confused and when the voice spoke to her, she cautiously opened one eye, then another. The black face that looked down at her was oddly familiar, and she racked her brain for any and all that she had met while she was still living in this area of the world. "In troubled times, how else is one to say hello to someone she is not certain of?" she stayed still, trying to make sure the trembling she could feel coming wouldn't be too evident to this male.
Staring up at him, she finally noticed the glistening trails running down each side of his face. He had been crying too? She blinked, causing her own tears to cease finally, as she studied this dog who spoke to her so informally. Memories of a time once spent in this forest once before flooded her, and in her mind, she could see this dog, who was no more than a pup then, with her at that time. "Vice...?" she asked softly, hoping beyond hope that the dog who had found her first was the one she'd all but given her heart to long ago.
OOC: sorry... kinda long....
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Post by CUR on Aug 11, 2010 5:58:52 GMT -5
OOC// It's all good..
VICE
Looking into Fritzie's eyes hurt Vice as much as it joyed him. He'd missed her for so long, and yet he knew that she would probably be as angry with him as she ought to be. And why not? He'd done so many unthinkable things... terrible things..
Watching her and trying to be as lighthearted as possible, he noticed that while she certainly had some doubts evidently going through her mind, she also seemed joyed to see him now, even after so long. "In troubled times, how else is one to say hello to someone she is not certain of?" He realized, upon hearing her reply, how his actions must have seemed. How many other dogs would stand, staring stiffly into the distance and begin to chase after someone they knew? He blushed a bit at this, ears pinned back to the side of his head and mouth smiling wide in appeasement. "Vice?..."
"Yep, sure am." With that he noticed she looked a little squished, being slightly smaller than him and pinned under his body. Slowly he stood up, circling quickly before sitting with his tail curled tightly around his flank, pressed to his hip with the whole thing wagging slightly, defiant of his attempts to hold still and regain his composure.
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Fritzie
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Find a small child and use it as a sheild!!!!
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Post by Fritzie on Aug 18, 2010 23:24:22 GMT -5
Fritzie scrambled to her feet once Vice had finally moved off her, and stood with her legs braced, feeling this was all almost too good to be true. The dog that had haunted her dreams was finally back in her life, and she'd acted like a terrified young pup fresh off the tit.
Over the last few months, she noticed, the young pup she had met what seemed so long ago was beginning to fill out and become a mature dog. Staring into the eyes that she'd seen many nights in her sleep, Fritzie felt overjoyed to have been found first by such a friendly face.
Before thinking, she rushed in and started licking his muzzle and jaw, her tail wagging back and forth faster than the eye could see, happy whimpers and whining sounds coming from her body. "Oh, how I've missed you!" she managed to say between the kisses.
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Post by CUR on Aug 20, 2010 6:55:57 GMT -5
VICE
Excitement welled up in Vice so strongly that he could barely suppress it. His entire body was quivering with a joyous energy threatening to take over, to drive him toward crazy actions like dancing about with his tail waving like a banner and tongue hanging from his mouth. Every bit of focus and concentration was spent on holding still to appear half-sane and normal.
Seeing the haphazard way in which Fritzie rose to her feet, he wondered whether she felt the same but could not bring himself to ask. What a silly dog he was, what a foolish pup to behave in this manner. She'd probably long grown up and moved on with her life. He himself had been so lost in despair that he'd had trouble doing much other than feel sorry for himself until the meeting with two large Rotties showed him that there was more to life than just regret and that remorse over what we've done is a driving force toward doing better in the future but if we forsake positive action to sit around mourning our mistakes then we've really done nothing but drag ourselves further down.
He was so lost in his thoughts and rationalizations that before he realized it Fritzie was kissing his muzzle, licking and whimpering with a joy that was as uncontained as he should've allowed his to be. His tail began wagging in wide, sweeping arcs as he nuzzled into her soft fur, breathing in her scent and licking her face with such passion that it was as though they were long-lost lovers rather than mere crushes who had unbearably strong chemistry when they came back together. "I missed you too Fritzie, so much that words could never be enough."
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Fritzie
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Find a small child and use it as a sheild!!!!
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Post by Fritzie on Aug 22, 2010 2:25:59 GMT -5
Receiving his kisses back made her feel like she was about to explode. A spark lit inside her and she put everything she had into her own kisses. His words only brought a brighter light into her eyes and she felt like she was overflowing with joy. Gone was the pup that had become wary of each and every dog out there that wasn't her father. She was a bold bitch who for once in her life wanted to grab hold of something and not let go even after death.
Never stopping with the licks, she managed to roll over into a submissive position on her back while craning her neck up to at least lick his chest and neck, any part of him that she could reach. "I feel the same way Vice. Exactly the same. Like I want to explode and implode at the same time." she whispered after a moment, pausing in her licks to look up at him from her submissive position.
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