Esper wrote:Tacitē's song ended and she spoke in a shaky, yet joviall voice, "Wow! What a sensation! How wonderful! I have a voice here." She bowed in front of the Shaman and Virgil, unsure of what to do now, "Your island is very beautiful..." the ferret shifted her weight from foot to foot nervously
The old canine nodded. "I am happy you enjoyed it. Now, are you ready to take a brave step and wake up?"
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The Moon Howler wrote:Shadowclaw slowly began to wake up, although the pain passing though his entire body almost knocked him out to the pleasure of unconsciousness again. His whole body was limp, so he didn't even try to stand up. What he felt though was the smell of someone else... rather a few. He opened his eyes slowly just to find that his surroundings were blurry and spinning. He managed to focus on one of the figures around him for only a few seconds, but he managed to notice that the figure was one of a wolf. He tried to speak, yet only a moan got out from his mouth.
"Do not strain yourself, feline," the wolf in front of the strange cat said. He then handed him a bowl filled with a green, viscous liquid. "Drink. It's bitter, but it will give you some strngth."
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thrasherblades wrote:''Oh is that right?'' Tiara chuckled, putting her head on his chest. ''Hmmm.....'' Tiara said, thinking for a while. She snapped her fingers as she suddenly thought of something. Not far from the beach she had spotted Lars giving a certain Lycaon male an invigorating massage, and it looked so tempting. ''Hey....maybe you can give me a massage like Lars is doing over there??'' Tiara asked, tugging on his arm and pointing to the hulking german shepherd working his powerful paws on the male.
E.R. grinned.
"Now, that's a good idea. Lay down, dear."
thrasherblades wrote:Lars shook his head in reply as he warmed his paws and began digging his big thumbs gently into Baxter's back muscles and shoulder blades. ''It's more to that. I don't think you just give in to this so called 'effect' that the females have on foreigners, or anyone in the context of relationships.'' Lars answered, intensifying his massage on his back. He looked at Athena as he continued. ''I was pardoned from a sin which was so unforgiveable, and I feel that it's my sworn duty to protect my mates Athena and Diana, and although we can't marry since we are shamans, I have become the father of our pups, and I'm living a renewed life of raising my family here on Tricanna. You can say it's pretty much payback for what I've done, but it's something I love myself for.'' Lars said, smiling and using a paw to briefly stroke her cheek.
In an undisclosed location, the Organization which had sent Lars had been discovered, but a certain figure wasn't done with the infiltrators yet. ''Failures! Tons of dollars wasted on these filthy humans and animals!''
''We have to go now! Authorities have found us.''
''And I'm not done with them yet!'' a big dark figure said, raising a device and pushing a button, transmitting a signal...
On a helicopter, the arrested paramilitary group who had taken the hotel hostage earlier on were now experiencing a whole new level of pain as the chip placed in various parts of their bodies began sending out an electrical pulse which sent out a shockwave throughout. Their muscles were paralyzed, and all dropped on the floor, contorted and barely breathing.
''AAAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!''
Lars let out a loud and painful roar as the chip stuck in his chest burst with a ridiculous amount of energy which left his strong body in torturing pain. He used both paws to clutch his chest to soothe the horrible sensation, but it only got worse and worse.
His body couldn't take much more, and he fell back onto the sand, unconcious.
The party came to an abrupt end!
Athena and Diana were th first to react. Their eyes lit up with an eerie blue light. They ran their paws all over Lars' body, fixing what was not right.
Individuating the spot from where the sickness had started. They saw the german shepherd's body as if it was a river of living energies, each body function interconnectd with the others in a delicate balance.
And there was a spot in his chest that had crashed that equilibrium. Lars' generous hart had stopped. it was up to them to ripristinate the sacred life beat.
And that was they did: as Athena focused on the chip, willing it to be expelled from Lars' body, Diana infused new energies in the dead body...
The other lycaons just watched, knowing they couldn't do anything, yet feeling somewhat honored for being witnesses of a rare ceremony...
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Roarin wrote:Flint groaned as he finished reading the page, signing his name at the bottom of the form. He started tapping his pen on the board, making small electronic dots on yet another paper. With a sigh he started reading again, fidgeting in his chair. And then he stopped. Closing his eyes he scratched his head with his right hand. "Ah... Flint, what are you doing...?" The dog opened his eyes and frowned disapprovingly at the board in front of him. It didn't feel right.
Glancing quickly to his side he checked to see if Mr. Meyer was watching, then switched his attention to the door, trying to think of an excuse to leave the room. "Err... I gotta... go to the... restroom, yeah. I'll be right back." He got up quickly, carefully placing the pen on the table. After opening the door he paused, turning his head to the side and looking back at Mr. Meyer. "Thanks, for everything Mr. Meyer." Flint gave a small grin and exited, closing the door behind him before the man could respond.
"Ok, ok, what now?" Flint was walking down the hallway, his hand reached for the clip on his collar. A sense of excitement ran through him. 'Click'. A soft thud resounded down the empty halls. The dog rubbed his now bare neck and started to run at a jogging speed, turning a corner. "Now, where was that elevator?"
"No. You will
not, smart guy!" said the seagull, appearing on his shoulder!
