Two for One

[November Massacre]

Oh goodness, I never meant for a pup to be born. But, as was my luck, here I was, with one out of three pups at my heels. The other two died. It was a pity, but I can't say I'm terribly unhappy. I didn't want pups, I just wanted a little fun. But, having responsibility is fine, after all, it was fun. And I suppose the little bundle of joy at my heels was rather cute. Of course, wolf or not, she didn't look like a wolf. She looked like a dog. Mostly she was black, but her legs were snow white and her face a mixture of black and white. But I couldn't think of what to call her. I'd decide later.

I paused at the entrance to the cove, peering in cautiously. Puppy just ran right in, yipping and squealing playfully. I darted after her and clamped down around her midriff, lifting her up and trotting into a darker area of the cove. Here I settled down and monitered puppy, musing over names. Maybe just call her Puppy? No, I doubt she'd appreciate that. Pain in the butt? It's fitting. Sheila? Ew. God I didn't know. Perhaps I just wouldn't name her, I'd let her name herself. I sighed and dropped my head to the floor, where I laid limply. I was bored. I wish I could be a whelp again.

[♥Meggalicious ;;]

Busy, busy days. Makin’ love to one fem; recruiting members. Humping another; convincing the stubborn chick to join his forces. Oh, what a stressful life.
Poor thing.

He had been wandering along the outskirts of the cove, nasal flaring, trying to detect a quick snack before going back out to recruiting. Orbs hopped from corner to corner, searching for something. A little bird? Rat? No, wait…
Rabbit.
A bit small, but worth it nonetheless. Not every meal must consist of the hard-a.ss prey. Snarling, he noticed a lone rabbit making its way slowly in the snow. It was still fast; but, rather sluggish for a bunny. Without any sort of stalking nature, nor waiting to see where he would go, Atreyu rushed toward it. Agile legs made it rather simple for the beast to quickly corner the rabbit; though, he was smart and aimed for under the legs. Spinning after it, the bunny was obviously not fast enough; for Atreyu snapped, jowls clasped around the nape, hearing its last scream of life before the blood from the jugular squirted into his façade. And that was when he noticed a familiar face. That… that one girl.
November something.

Guzzling down the rabbit, he made his way in a lazy manner to where she was. Yet, he did not make a forward approach; he didn’t yet pounce out at the fem. Seemed that she wanted a pack now… after getting a few good swings of the hips from Atreyu. Heh. Lucky him.
Dark, careful pools looked her over before he noticed the… thing… by her side. What was that? It did, oddly, take him some time to realize that the thing was actually a pup. Huh, the girl had a babe? Whatta sllut. Who else did the fuuck?
“’Lo again there, deary,” he greeted, voice gruff. Clearing the developing mucus, he stepped from the abyss, emotions drained from the facid. “Been busy, have you?” Atreyu questioned her, motioning toward the pup. “Who else did you do?”

[November Massacre]

Auds snapped to attention at the sound of approaching steps. From the shadows she watched the black demon slink closer, and she squinted to see him. Only when he spoke did she recognize him, and her eyes widened. Did it always have to be him? Oh good lord, and after he clearly stated he didn't want brats. And as she thought that she saw Puppy running towards him, her oddly flopped ears bouncing up and down. Swiftly she darted out and grabbed Puppy, pulling her away from the brute. What was his name? He never told her.

She settled the whelp under her belly and crouched low, pulling her maw back in a silent snarl; a warning. She didn't want him close to Puppy until she was sure he wouldn't snap her neck. Then again, letting him kill her would rid her of a pest. No. She couldn't let him kill the baby, she wasn't that twisted. But she let him talk, and decided not to ditch him just yet.

Hello again, she answered slowly, as the puppy squirmed underneath her. I'm afraid no one else was interested. The whelp has your blood.

[♥Meggalicious ;;]

His ribbon licked away the fresh scarlet on his mug, a chill of satisfaction snaking down his spine. Oh God. That’s good.
Eyes watched the November gal with minimal interest, though he was in fact wondering whom had fathered her pup. Orbs hung lazy in his sockets, occasionally whipping his tongue around to give his maw another slob of saliva. The child seemed like a… typical kid. You know; a bit of a bounce in their stride, oh-so-very hyper, curious about this new world. Huh.
Like they wouldn’t have enough time to check it out anyway. Nothing much to see, either. It was all shiitty.

He took a step closer, smirking. And then… oh, no. His child? Good heavens! That was… impossible! He chuckled darkly, voice seemingly a bit more anxious than usual. There was something straining to let Atreyu know that she was right; but, he wouldn’t listen. “Silly girl,” he spat calmly. “Don’t play with me. In something like this, it ain’t allowed.” He paused to let his facial features shrink back into a solemn position. “Now. Whom else did you go at?”