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and just like that, pales took off even faster. mixer's heart dropped - she wasn't a fast dog, no way was she faster than pales. of course she was quick, but she was a more forceful dog, not a nimble one. she could sprint, sure, but she wasn't the best at it. she hated when she couldn't be the best at something, she thought of it as disappointing her leader. because boy, was he fast.

nevertheless, she started running to the best of her ability, too. she had keen-enough vision to see where her obstacles were, and avoided them with a turn of her feet. her leader was a blur a few metres in front of her, and she struggled to keep up. she was fast, he was faster. though with her build, she was probably stronger. when things like old clotheslines hung in front, she didn't turn to avoid them, she went right through it, like a bull to the red cloth. the only thing that bothered her about it was the smell of human on it. that was one thing she couldn't stand. mixer had to fight the urge to stop and tear all the clothes to shreds.

but just like that, pales stopped - if it weren't for her trained reflexes, she would have crashed into him. she looked at his expression and her own face dropped. this must be bad news. her eyes skirted to the thing in front of them, and the rage started bubbling up inside her again.
"what the hell is that?" she hissed lowly.


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lyrics: dangerous animals - arctic monkeys
tags: pales!
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[atrb=background,http://i39.tinypic.com/kal4wp.png] Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks. * * * * * O! what a rogue and peasant slave am I! O! what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! _____________________________________________________________________ What lye before them was the body of a dead pack member. A hunter who had never come back and assumed missing in action. Pales stomach lurched to see most of his stomach and intestines sprawled out onto the pavement. Cat. Wolves never disgraced a body like this; they may hate their enemy but wouldn't dare do something this inhuman. Felines on the other hand would. "No sense of morals" Pales thought. Making his way slowly to the body, something moved. Lurching out of the fallen brother's stomach cavity crawled a grub. But this grub was the size of a small cat, completely fed on his pack member's flesh. The stench it gave off was sickening. _____________________________________________________________________ quotes: Hamlet tags: Evie mood: drifted occ: c:

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instant recognition lit up the husky's ice blue eyes. the intestines sprawled across the ground resembled strung mince meat, but it didn't phase her. a sight she had seen before. the eyes seemed to pop out of the actual head, and mixer made a 'tsk tsk' sound. such messy craftsmanship. the blood didn't scare her, rather excited her and she felt her stomach rumble. mixer thought cannibalism was too low for even her but she still hadn't had breakfast.

pales walked steadily towards the carcass. then, something popped out. a foul aroma filled the air. mixer barked at it - on instinct, then quickly shut herself up.
"pales," she breathed. "what the fuck is that." it was more of a statement than a question. though she hadn't seen anything like it before, she could recognise that it was a grub, an a huge one at that. it made her uneasy and proceeded to growl lowly at it, again, it was an instinct. and a warning mechanism. she considered attacking it - it wouldn't take much. just a swat of her paw and it would probably pop. but something nagged at the back of her head, one of those voices.
don't do it.
why not?
don't do it.
it repeated itself over and over in the recessions of her mind, and she usually listened to the voices, so perhaps these ones were on the right track.


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lyrics: dangerous animals - arctic monkeys
tags: pales
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[atrb=background,http://i39.tinypic.com/kal4wp.png] Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks. * * * * * O! what a rogue and peasant slave am I! O! what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! _____________________________________________________________________ Pales studied the grub intently. It thrashed and wiggled in it's flesh home; obviously happy to be fed on the meat of Pales's brother in arms. Sweat seemed to seep out of it's skin, making it glisten in the morning sun. "pales," she breathed. "what the fuck is that." It was a parasite alright. But one he hadn't come across before. "I don't know, just don't touch it." Pales replied. At that moment the parasite lurched and let out a blood curdling cry. It's tiny mouth gaped open, exposing two rows of tiny teeth. The fearless male let out a sharp bark at it. _____________________________________________________________________ quotes: Hamlet tags: Evie mood: drifted occ: c:

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mixer nodded, not fear inside of her but anger, that constant anger that always just begged the same question. why. why was this grub even here? it didn't belong. it didn't belong! and at that moment it made a noise that almost made mixer take a step back. it looked like it was threatening pales! and that was all she needed. she was gone and back in a flash. now she was with a medium length, thick metal rod she'd found, and it was taken in the grip of her jaw - a weapon. she advanced on it and swiftly crushed it with a twist of her neck. it almost literally exploded in goo, showering only inches before herself and pales.

"at least we know they're easy to kill. don't touch the goo, boss, it could be bad." she said, skirting the puddle of liquid and edging up to her leader, still eying the remains of the bug and her pack member furiously.
"what will we tell the pack?" the psychopath asked nervously. this would be a hard decision for her leader - tell the truth or lie to prevent fear and chaos.


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lyrics: dangerous animals - arctic monkeys
tags: pales
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[atrb=background,http://i42.tinypic.com/i3vznq.png] MUST BE A DEVIL BETWEEN US { we're chained } * * * * * or whores in my head, whore at the door, whore in my bed uh said the man to the lady, uh said the lady to the man she adored - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Just as Pales was about to handle the grub, Mixer had come in and killed it swiftly with a pipe. Critical thinking. He was glad at times like these he had her, she always kept a level-head when he was on the verge of a anger fit. Or at least that's what he though. The grub was dead, pink slime oozed out of the folds of it's squashed carcass. It wouldn't go back to it's colony, it wouldn't bring others with it. Though it was a blessing that the humans were gone, Pales had a sick feeling in his stomach about these strange, new intruders. God only knows what would happen down the road. "what will we tell the pack?" Pales hadn't thought about this. Surely news like this would send his brothers into panic. A panicked pack means no one will listen to orders. With no one listening surely ends his job as Commander. For once, Pales didn't know what to say. "I don't know..." he mumbled. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - lyrics: Hey - Pixies; tags: mixer word count: ; one hundred and sixty two comments:

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mixer looked seemingly calmly at the bug to her boss, looking him up and down for a moment. seemingly was the operative word, as the psychopath was rarely found truly calm. there was always a war going on inside of her head, something enraging her, her vision constantly red. but her body was used to it. though her head never cleared and never stopped aching, her body didn't react to it physically. plus, the bug didn't scare her. not much did, besides the nightmares of ripping and tearing which feared her in her sleep, but excited her in her waking hours. still, she studied pales, confusion clear in his body language.

there were not a lot of dogs that mixer found attractive. pales was on her list, however. but barely. she had only found one or two males who she found completely attractive in her lifetime, yet still felt no emotional attachment to them. they paid no out of the ordinary attention to her either - one was a pack member who she had once hunted with, the other a dog she'd seen long ago, just the once, and never again. she didn't miss them. she just found them physically appealing. pales appealed more to the mental side - just the powerful tone he always had. but still, that was basically it. and right now he looked troubled.
he didn't know what to do.
which meant that she didn't know what to do.
she disappeared again, this time returning with a rag of some sort in her mouth. she placed it on the grub, concealing it from prying eyes. it was all she could think to do without direction.


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lyrics: dangerous animals - arctic monkeys
tags: pales!
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[atrb=background,http://i42.tinypic.com/i3vznq.png] MUST BE A DEVIL BETWEEN US { we're chained } * * * * * or whores in my head, whore at the door, whore in my bed uh said the man to the lady, uh said the lady to the man she adored - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Pales's mentality seemed to snap. Never had he have to decide to do in a situation such as this. What in hell's name was these things, what did they want? Most importantly, what would we do about them? Mixer had covered the demon from eyes with a cloth. Good. He wouldn't dare imagine some fellow pack member, or even, a member of the Mortis, finding this. Finding it and planning on how to use it against him. He never used to be like this, so suspicious. Pales used to be a care-free stray until he became introduced into pack life. In the back of his head there had always been a nagging...a calling, for his old street life. But this was his life now. He had life's to look after after all. Pales's eyes squinted with concentration, then relaxed. "There's no use in going back and alerting the pack now." he began. "We can hold a vigil for him later, rather they cry themselves to sleep tonight then when they have to preform duties." He stepped back from the carcass, the stench finally hitting his gut like a brick. Slowly, Pales started back toward the furniture store. He had a lot to think about. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - lyrics: Hey - Pixies; tags: word count: ; comments:

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mixer stared at him. he wasn't directly looking at her, so it was okay. she didn't feel uncomfortable. she just found it interesting seeing her leader put in a difficult situation. not that it would be difficult for her. if she were a pack leader, not that she would ever be nor would she want to be, but if she were, she would lie. she was a creature designed to deceive. besides, it would be for the best. but she didn't like to dwell on the thoughts about what she would do. it wasn't her place, and she believed that whatever pales would decide would certainly be the best.

and he had made the same conclusion that she had. she nodded vigorously, happy with the decision, but didn't show it. but then the complication arose in her mind. she hesitated, not wanting to bother pales as he looked like he wanted to be alone for a moment, to think. but it was important, and it was her job as head adviser to inform the leader of any complications, was it not? she cleared her throat and stared at him for a moment, then cleared her throat again.
"the pack member, pales." she gestured towards the carcass with her head. "they'll be questions about what happened to him. what should i tell them?" as much as the pack must dislike mixer, they listened to what she had to say religiously, because if they didn't and were caught doing something wrong, she would be the one to deal with them. and nobody, repeat - nobody wanted to have mixer 'deal' with them.


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lyrics: dangerous animals - arctic monkeys
tags: pales!
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[atrb=background,http://i42.tinypic.com/i3vznq.png] MUST BE A DEVIL BETWEEN US { we're chained } * * * * * or whores in my head, whore at the door, whore in my bed uh said the man to the lady, uh said the lady to the man she adored - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Pales glanced out into the horizon. What could he do, why had he taken job as alpha? Life was so much simpler back then. Back when time kept going. He glanced back, Mixer was obviously waiting for an answer. "Tell them he's dead." he mumbled. I mean what could they tell them? With that he turned once more, off to the west. He wanted to run. Run far away from here. Far away from the monsters, the wolves, the pack. To a place of his own choosing. Or maybe, just a place to die. At that moment he didn't care what happened. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - lyrics: Hey - Pixies; tags: open word count: ; one hundred and eight comments:

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"tell them he's dead." it was so blunt. mixer knew as an expert in her position that she would have to say a bit more than that. she had to make sure that the pack believes it was caused by something other than that bug. it wouldn't be natural causes, he was too young. she would blame it on the only thing she could think to. the mortis. and it was perfect, because it would spread hatred for the wolves throughout her pack members, so next time they saw one of those mangy pooches they wouldn't hesitate to strike...

pales was running now, running from her. mixer was unsure of whether to follow him or not - she decided on the former, as she worried about him. he wouldn't do much that was irrational, even if he was angry or scared, but she just wanted to be sure. it was also her job to keep a close eye on him, to make sure he was okay. at least, that was part of mixer's job in her head. she took off after him, struggling as per usual to keep up, cursing herself for her lack of speed and clumsily stumbling on uneven pavement.
"boss? boss, i don't mean to disturb you, sir, but where are you going!" she panted, her voice on the verge of irritation. it wasn't as if she was irritated at him, per say, but it was just the way her voice sounded usually, and pales would have known that by now and not need to get offended at her lack of patience.


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lyrics: dangerous animals - arctic monkeys
tags: pales
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[atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/foqhz7.jpg URL] I got a pocket, got a pocketful of S U N S H I N E I got a love and I know that it's all mine, oh, oh oh oh Do what you want but you're never gonna break me Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me, oh, oh oh oh - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Sun beamed through the golden collie's eyes as she trotted along the sidewalk examining the trash and buildings that surrounded her. Sunshine was in a particularly good mood today, and she walked with a silly smile on her face as her tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her nails ticked on the pavement, walking past the furniture store, Shine decided to take a quick rest on a torn up sofa that was laying outside. Sprawled out on her back she looked up the sky, looking at the clouds at rolled by. It was almost magical and Sunshine closed her eyes as the breeze circled her and tickled her paw pads. But the silence was soon broken with a series of chirps and tweets. It was a sound of a bird, one that Sunshine had not recognized. Her ears perked up and she bolted up, scanning the sky for the mysterious sound maker. There it was; a red feathered bird with a lemon yellow beak flew right past Sunshine's nose. I have to get myself a feather for my collection. Who knows when I'll see another one of these again. Sunshine dashed off the sofa and charged at the bird, her legs seemed like a blur and her focus was on the red ball of feathers that flew ahead of her. Without warning, Scout slammed into what seemed to be a wall. Dazed and confused, she blinked a couple of times to get her vision back into focus. Sunshine's head slowly rose to meet eyes with her pack leader, Pales. "Oh geez. Uhm.... My apologies sir. You see... I was just...." The female stuttered as she back away slowly. Then she realized that Pale's eyes was covered with a haze. Then a stench hit her. It hit her like a torpedo. "Sir... not to seem the least bit intruding but why are you out here alone? And what is that awful odor?!" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - lyrics;; pocket full of sunshine - natasha bedingfield words;; four hundred thirty four attitude;; dazed | confused notes; she hasn't noticed mixer yet since she hit into pales. and his muscular body knocked her out :P