Post by °Hawthorne on Mar 18, 2012 12:43:43 GMT -5
Hawthorne followed her through the city, the hairs
standing on the ends of his neck. Something didn't
feel quite so right, but he ignored the itching feeling
and continued on. Great, he'd really messed up hadn't
he? Oh well- maybe he could turn it around for them?
Ya! He could, after all he was a charmer.
Once they reached the butcher shop he sat patiently
outside of the building, watching her with sneak inside
to steal what would surely be their next meal. If she
was successful anyways. Those Duo-toned eyes shuffled
over the crowd effortlessly. Nothing alarming just yet.
He could feel the humans looking at him, he'd murdered
a man today and besides that..the red was quite striking
against his white coat.
Hawthorne watched her exit out of the building, looking
at the food she tossed down at him. "Thanks." He'd sigh.
His mind was moving a million miles a minute trying to
come up with a way to win her back. "So, I was thinking..
maybe I could make this up to you.." Click! Something
clamped onto his collar dragging him off down the street.
What the fuck was wrong with humans today? Hawthorne
struggled against the collar trying to slip out of it- nothing.
It was stuck. "Alaska!" He'd yell after her.
"If your as street smart as you seem, do something!" It was
all the poor boy could do on his own to struggle against the
man! His injuries seemed to be coming back to haunt him
now. Hawthorne spun around snagging the leash in his
mouth, and clamping down shaking his head. The human
reached forward to strike, Hawthorne let go of the leash,
and instead latched down on their hand earning a loud
cry from their lips. He had to buy Alaska time, if she was
even planning on saving him.
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- - [ Count ]: 319
- - [ Puppet ]: Hawthorne
- - [ Notes ]: oh god. lol humans for the win?
- - [ Tagged ]: Alaska