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[Socks]

>.MUDDLED memories wavered themselves ahead of me, taunting my own mentality with every trickle of negativity which in my life I have encountered. Sanity was secure within my soul however the majority of everything else had abandoned me. With misplaced hope that had been faithfully trailing my heels concealed in an indistinguishable container I’ve tried so many times to recover it nerveless so far no methods worked. I wondered if I’d ever be normal. Perhaps not. Is there someone out there that suffers as I do, or am I the only one who has felt like something’s been gnawing on my soul for a while now? Its like starving mice that will never seize the chewing, like a pit that devours endlessly. I would like to ease the pain that life has caused me, but no solutions have stepped forth quite yet. Suicide has been one of them, but as tempting as it is I manage to shove it back down. A faint sigh heaved my flanks as I exhaled carbon dioxide into the atmosphere. The gardens were marvelous here, a sight that I will etch into my memories for the rest of my pathetic life. That’s it, when I feel down I can just take a look at this image in my mind. Finally, a petite thing had shyly stepped forth. Though I hate to say that I can’t fully rely on a dumb image of a garden; no matter how pretty it is. Thanks for the offer but it might not be enough. Drifting an empty gaze upon everything in my path, I feasted upon the landscape hungrily.

>>.ROUGH ebony tinted paws carried my cinnamon toned physique across the golden field decorated with a variety of flowers. The sight sort of made me sick, for I wasn’t one to enjoy such a thing. Trees dotted the place, some clumps thicker then others but I found myself trailing after a single tree. It seemed so lonely, why not give it company? What harm could it do? After all, I’m stuck here alone for now. I liked Ginger, but I wasn’t sure about embracing the affection she has offered to me. Her and the other pup seem to loath each other, how can I live to watch them bicker all the time? It gets pretty boring. I inhaled the sweet aroma of the wild flowers and the good old tinge of the sky itself seemed to join in. It was such a lovely day, but storm clouds threatened to ruin it. Plopping down beside the base of the massive tree, I sat in the shade it offered while watching as the world seemed to slow. A warm breeze came forth every now and then, ruffling my coat and making a small smile pop on my face but like the breeze it would vanish. It wasn’t as nippy out anymore, and I was afraid of spring. Too late, a sing bird gave a melody of its own in the branches above me, my auds catching the tune of that particular bird and many others answering its call. Was my bird among them somewhere? Of course not. He’s long dead. Resting my head on my paws I let another sigh escape from me and I watched the world through empty orbs. Might as well enjoy the day, right?

[Racer]

If there was anyway on telling how bad a mind could get, the example would be Zolor's. His mind was rotted from the inside though it showed nothing from the outside. His orbs where cold telling you nothing of the suffer and the hunger he had passed. No, never. But enough about his life, as it is way to harsh of a story to tell. Painful story made short....he knows what pain is. He knows what it feels like to get rejected so many times that it wasn't even worth looking forward to meet the new person. Yes, it hurts, but you live. You live knowing that there is nobody in the world that is meant to love you like they say. Or give you that kindness that truly will cover your wounds or heal that broken heart. Its all bullshit so get it right.

Ebony socked mitts carried him over to this garden that look isolated enough to hold his soul. Sure he had meant some new people. People that he wishes never to see or encounter on half of his life time. The land he had walked to was owned by a bitch. Yes, yes a big puff at that. More to the story some pup that was around his age. And so far Zolor had been kind...or tried to. To be corrected. He was no stupid dog, though he was young. He disliked being told what to do or how to act. He was his OWN SELF and needed NOBODY to tell him what to do, or get handled on how THEY wanted. He roamed SOLO, without any body's consent or freaking say, so before you tell him to do something? I suggest you think about that REAL hard.

He took a deep breath when he felt his pads ace. He plopped his rump down into the soft sad and laid down, exhausted muscles finally relaxing and letting the dipping sun warm his honey, with coal pelt. His deep amber orbs closed softly with the laziness that glowed from the beauty of the garden to the sun in the sky. Though Zolor was never one to take notice on where he was or who he was with, unless of coarse it was his brother...who no longer walked on this earth. Zolor had thought it about it for a long time...it was better Bruno was gone...what was he to do here with him suffering? Better off where he was now. He tried to think postive...but Bruno was his bestfriend....the loneness hitting him hard since he had always been with him.

A low desperate whimper came from the fairly big pup. Not one that dogs made when they where hurt, or the one when they made when they wanted to get out some where. A whimper that was sad in its own tune. A whimper that described how he felt. One that came at grieve, which he had never allowed himself to do for long. He picked up his crown at a steps in the grass flickering his auds. What the HELL was up with everybody. He stretched his neck to see behind the tall golden grass and saw the one female pup from the place he now stayed. He ducked back down and hopped that she had not seen him. Peeking again from the place he was in he stared at her with cold penetrating gaze. He couldn't help but feel that she felt the same as him.

Annoyed with himself, he picked up his exhausted frame and walked over to her. Sitting almost as far as a cat would sit from water he looked at her. Yo. I don't think I caught your calling back there, since Mrs. Priss had nothing better to do then bitch at me. he barked in cold static lyrics. A little half smirk came to his maw toward her. I'm Zolor, he added twitching his banner at her slightly.

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[Socks]

>.MANY times I recalled telling my mom that I felt empty inside, then she’d turn her laughing, irritated orbs upon me. I knew she hated me from the start, she tried to be nice, but she sucked horribly at it. She shouldn’t of even tried. Well, when I told her that she forced sweet lyrics out and told me to eat something if I felt so ‘empty’. She never understood. I hate her, to this day. If fact, if I come across her once more I vow to slay her. Her bod will fall before my paws. How to murder her? Maybe I could use my young age to trick her, sending her into a false sense that I was a rather ignorant pup. A twisted grin formed on my chops and I began to plot out her slaughter. For when she does happen to come around. If she never treads near me however, I will probably end up hunting her down. Yes, that’s it.

>>.ALLOWING another sigh escaped from me, I curled into a tighter ball tucking my nose under my hind limb, flicking my auds with agitation. Would those damn birds ever shut it? What’s to sing about, anyways? I ended up closing my orbs so tightly they began to ache, flattening my auds against my skull trying to rid their melodies. Would a sharp bark silence them? Perhaps briefly but they’d get back to it. A noise that sounding like a cross between a growl and a sigh was released from my chest. I wish that I ‘d died along with the rest of my siblings. Then I wouldn’t have to have to be burdened with pain, nor the constant emptiness. I might as well welcome them both; after all it’s all I’ve ever had. Nobody has once shown a paw of kindness, besides Ginger. I didn’t know why she seemed to like me so much, I was just a regular pup aren’t I?

>>>.Auds caught familiar lyrics, and I lifted my skull to see the pup. What did he want? I noted that he kept a great distance from me. Why though? I don’t bite. Not hard, at least. “Yo. I don't think I caught your calling back there, since Mrs. Priss had nothing better to do then bitch at me.” I couldn’t help but laugh at that. He did however bitch back. Sitting upright I stretched before settling back down. Auds were directed to him followed by a empty gaze. “Are you still going to reside there?” I asked curiously. My lyrics mild compared to his, and right after I spoke I caught his name. Zolor; a unique name. I repeated his name several times in my mind, etching it in along with the meadow. I returned his halfway smirk, and as he twitched his banner I stayed still. “Guardian Angel, I hate the name. Just call me Guardan. Or whatever you want, since everyone likes to make fun of me anyways.”

[Racer]

His bodice took a laying down position as he watched her with slight curiosity. She seemed to be annoyed with what ever it was, and it caused him to look around. He saw nothing nor heard anything out of the usual. Flickering his auds he looked back toward her examine her with a weird look upon his face. Okay? When she spoke he looked at her different colored orbs directly. Have too. Where the hell am I going to go? Nobody wants me around not even her, he woofed in harsh lyrics wrinkling his muzzle up slightly angered by the fact, and showing it rather then hiding it. The first person that never wanted him being his mother. Don't get him started on such disgrace. Her lyrics where soothing to him....nicer then he had ever been spoken to in his life.

His auds dipped toward her as if straining to hear them again. Her gaze was empty, as well as Zolors. Each having a backgrounds that was not worth to remember by nobody. As she spoke again he listened to her melody with content and relaxed. His orbs widened a little at her name. Guardian Angel? he repeated in softer tones cocking his skull to one direction. He lowered his skull to the ground hiding the smirk that was about to burst into laughter. What name was that? He shook his feelings down and licked his lips his gums starting to itch again. He snorted once with laughter and sat up. Alright....Guardian. I'll call you for what you asked to be called. he woofed and smirked a little his tones cold and hurting like they always been.

He got up and shook his pelt his gaze darting from place to place as if a goofer trying to run away from an eagle. Em...you can just call me...Zolor. he woofed making fun of her. Snickering he picked his bodice, bouncing away disappearing behind some long golden grass. You could still hear his sniffing, telling you he had not strayed from her to much. His crown popped up from behind the grass as he stood on his two hind legs. Well, wanna dip and help me find some chewing stuff or stay there waiting for that one puff to come and lick your head again? he asked her loosing his step and falling over. He got up shaking dust off his pelt and walking on all fours around the grass to look at her.

[Socks]

>.CHOCOLATE toned orbs observed him as he settled down, noting the curiosity that shone in his own optics. I ignored the twisted look he gave me, tuning my skull away from him as I wondered what was so strange. Sure, I am strange. I talk to myself, and the best of all I cry myself to sleep every night. I knew what was to come, the dreadful nightmares that aimed at me every night. The guilt that never ceased the chewing. The hurt that never stopped. The insanity seemed to take over more and more of me everyday. As the pup spoke, I allowed my gaze to drift over to him once again. I liked his company. I may not act like it, but I do. “I want you around. You’re different then most others.” Shrugging I stood up before sitting, watching him with a narrowed gaze. I learned that you kill another more in kindness, so that’s what I offered to Zolor. At lease, for now.

>>.PINNING my auds back as he repeated my name, I lifted my lips in a snarl as he lowered his skull. Why try to hide it, I am well aware that he was trying not to laugh. Also I noticed that my softer tones made him relax. Well, what would he do if I turned mean? I told him already that I hated my name, yet he still insisted on making fun of it. “Oh you’re such a jackass.” My tones were harsher then usual; a tone that I figured was long lost. It was rare when I used such a hateful tone, but he was pushing too many buttons at once. His lyrics caught my attention once again and that’s when I turned my back to him. I wasn’t one to cry over every little thing said, but this time I couldn’t fight the pain swelling within my heart. I used to be a smooth piece of glass, long ago before I cracked. Now I’m just a mess inside, shattered parts of me that seemed like I couldn’t mend.

>>>.SO hurt filled the emptiness in me. As the damned brute told me what to call him, I snorted in disgust. “Oh really, actually I prefer Vixen 342 for you. Suits yourself well, I believe.” Turning to glance at him, the tint in my orbs continued to glitter blankly. I preferred to hide my hurt, anger, and sorrow from him. Then he couldn’t know how I felt, and thus he couldn’t do anything to make me feel worse. He could try to make me cry, but the thing is that so long ago I ran out of tears. They’re only replenished when night comes, so I can cry myself to sleep. That’s how my body works. I could hear him bouncing around without seeing, the golden grasses swaying with rebel as he pushed them aside. Though as he vanished from view he was sniffling rather loudly, indicating that he hadn’t went far. Once again his lyrics grabbed my auds, and I stood up to look at him. “Help you? You’ve got nerve. What’s in it for me?” glaring at him I continued. “If she touches my head again she’d regret doing it, I assure you.”[/b][/size][/color]

[Racer]

Auds flickered directly at her when she told him that she liked him around. He looked at her astonished for a seconded as if she had stunned him. Really she had. He figured that she was lying like all the other people he had meant who had lied to him. He let it slide and turned around super annoyed. Nice lying there, he growled with anger. He was not used to kindness and whens somebody used it toward him...it hurt. He thought they where making fun of him or even more trying to use him. He looked away as she finished talking. He took a deep breath as he stayed behind the golden grass. She was unable to see him...he ached inside. He blinked softly as he looked back at his paws. Tell you the truth, I like to have you around to. he barked in softer tones. Tones that yet Guardian or the chow had heard. He tossed his head to the right looking at his reflection. He didn't notice it was his own thinking it was his brother. Lowering his snout he touched the puddle a large ripple loosing the image the was casted. You fill in that empty place somebody left... he whispered to himself turning his body away from the puddle, moving on with a heavy broken heart. He didn't show it...he could not be weak.

At her next words he smirked and chucked. Jackass? Uh no. At least I live my life. Stop being such a bitch, I don't need another know it all in my life. he barked to her trotting away his paws making a that little thump on the ground. She was a grouchy fae but he could beat her any day. His orbs narrowed at her next phrase and stopped looking over his shoulder and at the grass, which on the other side stood Guardian. He thought for a little bit on her question. Trotting back he poked his head through the grass looking at her with his freezing amber orbs once more. Yea I got nerve to confront a bitch thats 5 years older them me...so why could you be different? he sneered heavily his banner swaying behind him. The tilted his crown to one side and pretended he was thinking. Whats in it for you? You freaken serious? he woofed smirking. He stepped out of the grass, Other then you utterly disappointing, you are REALLY declaring. he added licking his nose.

Whats in it for you? Lets see....nothing. I have NOTHING to give you nor OFFER you, as you have nothing to offer me. Right? So...dont get your self in problems, sometimes your mouth gets you in deeper stuff that you really are. he snarls rather pissed off. Getting up he turned around walking away again. Your choice to be alone I don't give a shit, he barks and cuts through a garden of flowers. He scent fills in nose and makes him sneeze. His tail was the only thing that could be seen in the thick flower garden. Thats what I get for being nice, he snorted violently, running into some human doll. Sniffing it over her picked it up sinking his fangs into it. Half of it was plastic the other half was plush. Walking out of the flower field he dropped it barking at it like a pup dose. Picking it up again he ran all the way through the field back to the female pup forgetting what had just happen then all the way back to the other side. Laying down he began to chew on one of its arms letting his auds flicker behind him occasionally.

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[Socks]

>.FINALLY a hidden smirk began to develop on my maw as he seemed astounded, but I sat unmoving. Why was he so bewildered? Then I heard his lyrics. My pelt bristled at being called a liar; I lifted my lips in an infuriated snarl. “You must be rather blind if you feel that I am lying to you. Just because others had fucked you over and toyed with you doesn’t mean that I will.” My tones weren’t fulfilled with anger, surprisingly, but hurt. I gazed back down at my mitts, once again squeezing my orbs shut so tightly they hurt. Taking a deep inhalation I held it in for moments before slowly exhaling. He was toying with me it seemed. There was something about him, something that I still had to tackle to figure it out. Something that I…liked. He was still taking cover in the golden grass, making it irksomely tough to see him. I stood on all fours now, rotating in the opposite direction from him, starting to stride away. However shock froze me in place as once again his tones were expressed, replying in a pitch that I’d never heard from him. Such a soft quality that would begin to sooth a whining pup, like how I was feeling within. Twisting my skull around in his direction, happiness began to sparkle within mocha orbs. Sure I might not act like it, but it felt like someone was jabbing me hard in the heart. And he was making it worse.

>>.DID he mean to say something else to me, I’m not sure. But I trapped a slight murmur from him, muffled enough that I couldn’t make out the solitary remark. Deciding not to leave for now I settled back down, my back still turned to him, though my auds pinned towards him to catch anything me might want to say. He had lots to say. “I am a bitch, and what do bitches do? I believe they bitch,” I retorted, my tones being crashed upon with fury. Who was he to call me a know it all? His mouth runs more shit then my own, and all I wanted to do was help him. Listening to the grass shiver as he trotted, I turned around to meet his frosty glare pup to pup. “Yes, Zolor. You are different. We all are, you’re brave also, I must admit. Perhaps also foolish.” I was serious. His mouth would be the death of him, maybe for everyone. Seems like everybody was loosing their respect for others, him and I being one of those hundreds, maybe even thousands. Sighing as I watched him tilt his head, he began to answer my question. “Disappointing?” I murmured the word mainly to myself, feeling like I was pelted with rocks. I lowered my gaze away from him as he stepped out of the grasses, flattening my auds.

>>>.HE was dead wrong. I flinched as he finished, at his snarl. Were we just going to keep picking each other apart, until we are nothing? It may not bother him as much, but its murdering me on the inside. “Zolor….” I began with his name, grating through my memory with what to say. “There is actually many things I can offer you. A devoted friendship---” I couldn’t speak fast enough. I was cut off as he turned to walk away. That hurt me. His tones pierced me. I didn’t bother to watch him as he disappeared into the flower garden once more, his whole body except for his tail being engulfed by a wave of flowers. “If I stay alone much longer then what’s the point?” Talking to myself quietly I shrugged and stood up, wearily shaking my pelt free of dust. I tired to smile at my own comment, but one wouldn’t show. Moving back towards the lone tree, a monstrous sigh left me and I curled up against it. Ignoring the songbirds, I closed my auds and rested my head on the ground, shifting it way from the male pup as we returned with a doll. Hearing him bark at it, I clenched my jaws tightly together. The tree was unforgiving cold, and I wondered what it would be like if I was beside Zolor. Pushing my own fears aside, I got up and walked over to him as he plopped down. Positioning myself so that my back would be pressed against his own, I settled down enjoying his warmth. If he attacks me for it, so what. I would take it.

[Racer]

Ears picked up nothing of what she had said neither on what she dared to say anyhow. If he would of heard the tone she used he would of up right snapped her snout. So many times had he been yelled and bitched at from a adult that being bitched at by a pup his age made it impossible for him to not react. He flickered his banner up high his gums relaxing to the plastic against his few still growing teeth. He jumped up his snout slamming into Guardians shoulder. He let out a yelp and stumbled back. OUCH! WHAT GIVES?! he barked sneezing shaking his crown twitching his nose. He looked at her bodice who was not to long ago just laying down next to his. He pinned his ears back and very quietly letting his snout fall into the mix of black and golden fur. Tucking his front paws under neigh himself he laid his skull on her back softly letting his nose twitch.

He was tired yes, as he was scared to sleep, scared to find himself in a different place the next day. He let his orbs narrow to tiny half amber slits. Taking in Guardians scent he twitched his auds at the sounds that surrounding them. Closing his orbs again he took a deep breath exhaling it. Opening his orbs again steadily he stared at her for a long while. Hey....do you think you can be my friend? he whispered getting up jumping over her and laying his crown directly in front of her letting his freezing gaze seep so deeply into hers that it was hard to decided if he was seeing her insides instead of her outsides. He wagged his tail behind him while waiting for an answer.

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[Socks]

>.FLINCHING as the brujo yet again slammed his snout against my shoulder, and I yelled back quite irritated,“WHAT DID I DO NOW?” Staying in the down position as I was to begin with, I pinned my auds flat against my skull and twisted around to gaze at him. What’s his deal? “You know, I’m beginning to wonder if you hate being treated kindly. I’m getting tired of trying, because your…your so awkward about it.” My tones were quite low, and all the hurt I felt seeped into every word. A thick lump began to develop in the back of my throat, one that was almost impossible to swallow. I didn’t have the slightest clue if I was doing something wrong, or if it was just him. Perhaps its just me. I was almost reassured that everything would be okay as he gently placed his muzzle on my back, and the tension drained from my physique and I relaxed. It felt odd as he twitched his nose, but I kept quiet. Sure, I was fatigued to the extreme since I’ve been wandering around, dreading the black wave that devours my senses in the uncontrollable nightmares.

>>.LIKE a projector screen showing the images of everything I had done wrong, the bizarre way of killing the other pup, how he killed my bird…all the lies I’ve told. I just didn’t know what to do anymore. I had to sleep, but I feared it. Every breath, every heartbeat, every hour I spend twitching trying to run away from it. The thing is, it’s always gonna stay with me. Or so that’s what I believe. There’s no treatment for it. Turning chocolate toned orbs on Zolor as he drank in my aroma, I smiled faintly. Auds perking with curiosity, as well as shock at what he whispered, I could feel happiness spark within me. A friend? That’s all I ever wanted, and needed. “Of course I can be your friend. I’ll always be here for you, I promise.” I’d try hard to keep that particular promise. In fact, I vow to keep that promise. Even if it means getting to him half dead, or as a spirit, I’d try my greatest to come when he most needed me. As he hopped over and settled down in front of me, a strong smile I had died moments later as he stared deeply into mine.

>>>.THEN, out of nowhere it felt as if someone poured the coldest water down the hairs on my body, slowly trickling until it numbed me. What if something bad happened, and he was taken from me just like everything else was? All the grand things that I cherished the most is always slipping from me. I snapped out of the thoughts, trying to forget about them as I ran my tongue over his snout in return for him wagging his tail. “Are we going to stay here for tonight? Or go home to Ginger? It might be best if we stayed here though,” I said unsurely, glancing at him for an answer. "it's up to you."

[Racer]

Auds flickered very softly at her words. Always? A soft glow of friend ship went off in his heart. Another person to care for and tell him to care for opened up. The ache of his brother bone not being so great anymore...but it still hurt. I promise you the same. he woofed to her letting his banner still wag friendly at her. A friend? Friend...woah new word for Zolor there...the only friend in his life being his brother....he let his memory sit on that. His brother. He blinked slowly, letting himself forget this brother for a moment and admire that little glow of happiness in her golden eyes. He cocked his head to one side as if to think about it. Did he feel that? He flickered his tail annoyed with himself. He couldn't understand why the hell he always wanted to feel things he never will.

His mind blocked on something that made him wonder if maybe they shouldn't be friends. What if those sick dogs came and killed her too? A shiver a guilt mixed with anger rolled down his spine. He cant let them do that...no not after what they did to Bruno. He held confidence in himself and looked back at her fully. Friends...and forever. He needed that friendship like a fish needed water. Not only to get over his greif....but to give him that little comfort and play time all pups had! He twitched his nose yet again at a scent blocking it and rising his head. Exhaustion took over him but he kept silent.

At her other words he looked back at her. Lets just say here...Im in no mood to go see poof, he woofed lowering his head to his paws. He blinked up at her with tired eyes. I like it here...cuz I'm with you he whispered to her his orbs closing to tiny slits. If we go back there...she'll take you away from me... he said in low sleepy tones, his orbs closing completely and his bodice inching forward his snout burrying under Guardians front paw for warmth.

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[Socks]

>.THE duets perched upon my crown compressed slightly as a content grin shone. I was glad that he had asked to be my friend. Perhaps now my mind can finally function is ease. The image of my bird wavered itself in front of me for a moment, but the constant pang of agony seemed to dull. The frozen corpse I once knew was replaced with the warmth of Zolor. Observing his actions I paused for a moment. “Is something bothering you?” He looked a bit edgy, but it could just be me. I could tell that he was drained, however I was fighting sleep. Its just a natural habit of mine that I do daily. Fighting bedtime. Shifting into a more comfortable position I gaped my maw into a yawn, my pink tongue curving at the tip.

>>.A dull whine came forth as I rested momentarily with my orbs shut, trying to force the unpleasant memories with pleasant ones. Right now Zolor was the only thing I cherished, the solitary momentum that will keep me moving in my dull life. Auds perking at his words, I released a weak laugh. Admiration trickled on my expressions as I watched over him as he lowered his head to his mitts. His last words made me think though. “You’re right.” AS he inched forth and nudged his snout under one of my limbs I stood up. Circling him a few times I settled down against his flank, placing my head close to his. “Sorry, it’s a habit..” Yawning once more I started to slip into a light, uneasy sleep.

[Racer]

Orbs looked at her as she got up. He picked up is crown to watch her and sneezed putting his crown back down to his mitts. He guessed he said something wrong or was something that h said that drove her away. Curling his thin tail over at his side he let his orbs fall into tiny cold slits. He felt her bodice hit his flank and he looked over at her. He twitched his ears with confusion listening to her speak to him. he laughed slightly. You are SO weird he barked coldly eying her mouth as she yawned. He inched forward sniffing the conner of her mouth. Twitching his nose again he wiggled his bodice, his paws coming out from under himself. His body now laid on one side. His lids closed and sleep carried him away quickly. His mind went blank and his dream world awaited. Images and flashes of what where called dreams dozed into his mind.....

It got dark...like somebody had really put a paw on the sun covering it. The air he breathed clouded with moisture and humidity, amber orbs dashed to one side then another as his breathing got thinker and harder with every breath. HELP ME! he barked panicking. Looking up he saw light. But his little legs where not yet powerful enough to make the large leap to the earth. Whimpers and cries came from him. Shut up mutt, came a hard voice then another pup was thrown down the dark hole. With a yelp it landed. Getting up green orbs looked back at him in the darkness. B-Bruno? Zolor whispered. Yup its me buddy, the orbs barked. A smirk and a flash of happiness emerged in his heart but was quickly put out as the other pup walked into the light.

His fur was torn maggots and worms sticking to his pelt...his white bones visible from huge chunks of missing flesh. The rotting pup inched forward toward Zolor his crown cocking to one side. Whats wrong.....? You scared now? he spoke this horrible smirk planted over the other pups face. Zolor flinched back and shivered letting out a bark echoing back loudly to him. Get away from me... he said in firm strong tones. Mother is doing this...I no she is... Zolor added. His mother was never a bitch to be normal...her two-legged owner was a women deep in witch craft.

Pity, you blame mom for this...why didn't you save me Zolor....why didn't you save me? Was it because you wished to travel alone? Or was it because that pain that gnawed you inside knowing that you will always be the hated one? Nobody liked you...Nobody will...YOU KILLED ME ZOLOR!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE ME?!! screeched the other pup. Zolor stumbled back into a heap of carcuses his breathing quickened. As a a heavy body landed ontop of his figure, pinning him down into a pool of blood suffcating him competely. Trying to break free his eyes looked through the blood at his half faced brother. Half of his face getting eaten by magots. Now...Now you will die my DEAR brother...and I...I wont save you.... he spoke letting out a large howl of laughter. Laughter of others joining in. Jaws snapped at Zolors pelt ripping it and dragging him into the pool of blood...

With a jolt his lids opened his breathing was quick and his pupils where dilated. He scurried away from Guardian looking at her face and pelt closly. His chest rose and fell looking around. Shaking his crown he shivered. I didn't kill you....I didnt... he whispered orbs so cold that it was scary. His thoughts where erased when a loud snarl came from the golden grass. His brothers screaming words buzzed in his auds. Zolor turned his crown around quickly, letting a low growl erupt from his throat. Looking around he saw nothing but a bark with a snarl came through. He turned around and saw eyes looking at him through the grass. Where hungry....feed us... it snarled with a laugh. Orbs looked down at Guardian who slept. Yo...you NEED to get up, he woofed with urgency.

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[Socks]

>.SHIFTING into a comfy position I was deserted into the ebony abyss that consumed my mind.

It was just me. Me and the darkness, though it appeared as if various beams of light showered down where I stood. My physique was tense, and if you dared to glance at me long enough you could catch the terrifying ripples of my trembling. I hated this rest that left me so helpless in nightmares so real. I advanced to nowhere in timid steps, glancing at the ground beneath me as if it was fragile glass. I captured an all-too familiar aroma, and before I could properly think my mother appeared behind me and released a deeply rich laugh. “So how’s my dearest daughter doing? Are you on the verge of killing that new ‘friend’ of yours yet? Seems like everytime you make a friend, you loose them, am I not correct?” she asked, narrowing her frosted orbs and gingerly licking my crown. Like she even cared. I recoiled from her touch, wincing at her actions. Perhaps I was acting rather cowardly, but what could I do? Affection glittered in her orbs as she seemed hurt by my actions. “Stop it! Leave me alone!” Lowering my auds beyond their limits I shook my crown before reaching out to snap mercilessly at my very own mother.

What I had gotten to, however, was not flesh and fur. It was a bitter clump of leaves, and I opened my orbs widely to find myself at the part of murdering the other pup. “Careful dear, don’t bite off more than you can chew.” Hatred lingered in her voice, and once more my mother uncovered herself from the depths of the shadows—er this time vegetation. She already had me pinned down and howling out in pain as she nipped harshly at my limps, and I tried desperately to get her off. Her honey toned peltage bristled in rage, and her snout was wrinkled into the ugliest snarl I’ve seen yet. The thrashing about from me ceased as I tried to make myself shrink. I could feel her steamy breath on my fur, and her heavy weight was crushing me. I slammed my orbs shut. “Let’s watch the show now, shall we? My beloved it won’t be long until I find you…I’m coming, my little halo.” She faded, and I was left with ringing voices. I stood up, shaking the terror from myself.

I hate to say it, but I actually wasn’t bothered much by watching the replay of the other pup crumbling with the stones, I actually found pleasure in it. My flanks heaved with enormous troubled sigh, and I started to tread towards the voices. Discovering that I was actually watching my own body from outside, I glanced over to the pup I was talking to. “Lets play a game. Whoever makes it around the cliff gets fed for two weeks by the looser. Deal?” The other pup nodded and like he usually did, glanced around for any others. My heart stopped. I opened my maw in protest but found no words, watching the devious smirk appear on my body. My shell was leading the way, and I tried to stop them. Screaming out in agony I found that the two couldn’t hear me. I wasn’t even visible to them. Why was Zolor’s image flickering mindlessly, replacing the other pup? The feeling I had was like having heartburn and then being socked in the stomach, leaving me blindly foolish. Was my mother right? No. It was my mind, and I would force myself to believe that.

Once the ordeal was through, I found myself sitting with a lonesome tree, which creaked like rusted hinges as a breeze came. I couldn’t feel the breeze, but obviously the tree had. Suddenly I saw Bird. He’s back! He came back for me! I leapt up at the tree with joy, inviting him to play. Something was terribly wrong with him. His beady black orbs were replaced with infected puss, oozing out a thick yellow residue. His once clean ebon feathers were ruffled and plucked here and there, leaving hideous bald pink areas, and part of his beak was chipped. He attempted to make a sound, but it was muffled by the hefty noise of wing beats. Out of nowhere, the tree started to fill with ebon bodies, with thousands of birds like Bird roosting in it. The tree groaned in protest at the weight, but the birds’ didn’t heed the call. Bird glanced at me, or at least I though he tried to, and released a horrified screech that made me freeze in the spot. The other birds shifted and then too released an answering call, one by one flying at me with tremendous speed. I was being pecked alive.

>>.HEARING Zolor speaking disturbed the nightmare, forcing me to come out of its spell. The only benefit I usually get is that I remember only bits and pieces of what I dream about, usually the scenes with my mother and Bird. I blinked sleepily at Zolor, wondering what he wanted. My mocha orbs when wide seeing his stance, and I shot up to his side. “What’s wrong? Zolor…I’m scared, I—” Stammering with my words I glanced helplessly at him. I moved closer to him, pressing my frame firmly up against his for comfort. Surely he could feel my quivering if he hadn’t seen what I’ve been doing in my sleep. [/size][/color]

[Racer]

Amber orbs closed trying to pick out pieces of reality and his dreams. Dreams that had kept him up during most of his sleepless nights. He knew way to well that his mother was not dead. No...she watched him from the shadows and the pools of dark water...waiting for a weak moment of his sleep to cast images to destroy his way of thinking..the way of thinking that was so well processed and calculated. A deep breath picked up his rib cage suddenly feeling another pelt latch on him. Turning his crown he looked at Guardian. Laughs and taunts came from the bushes rattling them. He turned quickly shoving Guardian away from his figure. Look. Fear is just a feeling. You can over come that with- his words where cut off as a huge lady Deer hound shot into place her orbs narrowed and her ugly jaws parted. What is this I see? Two young lovers is it so? Shame that there just gonna be our dinner tonight...right gals? she snorted her skinny but tall figure looming over there two still small German Shep, bodices. From behind her came 2 crimson pits and a another hound...she was tall but her blood was mixed having images of a few hounds in her bodice.

Zolor blinked coldly and bared his fangs, his back arching against Guardian as if she was his mate. His glistening fangs where bared and a snarl rose from his throat. What is this I spot? A skinny ugly ass bitch talking shit? Shame you just couldn't just hunt cats he sneered. The fur along his spine rising with aggression. The deer hound shot forward grabbing Zolor by the scruff and tossing him aside. Aw hes cute girlys...lets keep him...maybe when he grows he'll be useful for Dani's females She howled the others sniffing Zolor over. Zolor snapped his jaws clapping it down onto one of the pits snouts. With a yelp an attack was given the pit slapping her mighty jaws onto Zolor's neck. A loud high pitch pain whine came from Zolor. Wiggling out of her grasp he flickered aside his amber eyes falling on guardian fresh ruby red blood falling onto the sand from the wound he had gotten. He prayed she would not fight it was impossible to win...there where 4 full grown bitches against them two.

Sure there breed was one of the most fullest of the ones seen...but they where still young. The other female hound prodded his flank with a p aw. A snarl came from his jaws as he whipped around graping the bitches paw and sinking his fangs into it. A grunt of pain was heard as the huge pit bull turned around her large strong jaws clamping over his snout hard. Pain swelled as his breathing suffocated his paws skidded in the sand trying to get away, tears coming into his eyes. The female rose her crown throwing Zolor back with a bleeding snout, dislodging her grip on his snout and sending one to his lower belly. Loud whimpers of pain where heard as he curled himself away from the massive female. His ginger hugged pelt was now bloody and almost torn. His soft snout drilled by canines, his underbelly seeping with pain with every breath. His eyes yet landed on Guardian, full of hurt and coldness. His body laid curled his tail tucked in between his legs. He lowered his bleeding face onto the sand blinking softly at her.

The large deer hound smirked as she turned back around to face Guardian. Now you...let me take a look at you, she snarled using her snout to lift up Guardians chin. She looked into her orbs and snorted. Your a pretty mutt to be hanging out with that asshole...now....you a choices now. Run away and I will kill your friend, or come with me and that scat can live...which will it be? she woofed, flickering her long rope like tail toward the pit that had almost killed Zolor. The pit saw in front of Zolor her back toward the Deer Hound and Guardian? Zolor breathed in slowly ignoring the pain that it gave his stomach. He tried to look at Guardian but the pit bull grabbed his scruff shaking him violently.

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[Socks]

I didn’t understand why Zolor had shoved me away as I had pressed myself against him. It actually hurt me for a moment, and I pinned my auds to their limit. I was still puzzled with the fact that when I try to be kind I get nothing in return. Why was he so cruel? Was he abused as a pup, deprived from attention? Well, join the club. I finally decided that I would ignore the acts, after all it’s what I had received when my mother ‘owned’ me. She too would snap at me if I dared to even brush my pelt against hers, and she too would walk or push me away when fear devoured me. Mocha orbits scanned the rustling bushes a giant wench came forth, taller than anything I’ve ever seen. As her lyrics propelled themselves from deep within her, I lifted my lips in a fearful snarl. She was huge, and with others treading not too far behind her I couldn’t help but allow dreaded ripples to show on my canvas. I only came here to enjoy the day by myself, but I seemed to uncover a mystery surprise box with things of good and evil. This here my friend seems to be the worst day of my already miserable life.

My hide twitched as Zolor arched himself against me, and I solemnly closed my orbs trying to act as if it was all just a nightmare. I recalled waking up though, but were we going to make it out alive? Where is Ginger? Why hasn’t she started to worry about us enough to save us? The frosted voice of Zolor snatched me from my thoughts and I observed in horror as the DeerHound tossed Zolor aside. “Stoppen Sie es! Stoppen Sie es! Leave him alone!” growling viciously I reached out to snap at the hound, though a metallic clip showed that I had only managed to grab air. I was rather furious now, seeing that the strangers thought that they could take advantage over two defenseless pups. What was wrong with them? The dog spoke once more and I ignored the words, it was the action that pierced my heart. It was like my blood ran cold as Zolor was punished with the pits attacks, his crimson liquid falling on the ground like teardrops.

I didn’t know what to do. When Zolor had grabbed one of the dogs paws I didn’t know if I should help or not. I thought that it would make things worse. A whimper was uttered from me, raw emotions oozing out with it like an infected cut. I was torn. The other pup was treated as a mere chewing item, his frame being tattered like a picture. Shock and fear kept me silently watching as he was attacked, before sitting down. Slanting my skull slightly I closed my orbs, auds pinned with shame, and I tried my best to ignore the scene. I tried my best to push aside the hurt whines from Zolor, along with the noise of tearing flesh. The snaps of merciless jaws faded within my thoughts. It may be quite ignorant of me, to just sit and watch a dear friend being shredded, but what could I do?

Hearing the voice of the same dog forced me to prop open my orbs. As she forced my chin up I snatched myself away from her touch, a frosted expression painted on my face as she spoke again. “I’m tired of running from my problems. And who are you calling scat? You’re a huge lump of shit yourself; no you’re not even worthy enough to be that. You’re just a turd,” I said with a coldhearted sneer. “What’s up with you bringing so many dogs, afraid that you’d get owned by coming yourself to hurt two pups? And who the hell is that?” I glared over at the newest of the dogs, a canine bigger than the Deerhound.

A V V E R S I O N E

Seemed to be a party that I wasn’t invited to. Four grown dogs with a tattered little pup, and another spitting retorts at the Deerhound. I had walked in on the pit shaking him, and I was astonished. I didn’t believe that they were their parents, just a bunch of pathetic lowlifes that had nothing better to do. Well, now they have someone their own size to mess with. My ivory toned canvas was splashed with a silvery ashen tint, making me appear as a ghost so I was told by a stray pup. Calmly I made my way up to the furious little she-pup and bared my fangs at the pit, a clear expression of dismay tainted with hatred. Oh if I could only talk, then every bitch picking on the pups would get a good mouthful.

Translation:
Stoppen Sie es! = Stop it.