The Broken Bones Of The Past

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Salty ocean air sprayed Kiyax face, she breathed deeply and sighed. The dark female was perched over Canine Ridge, her small frame looked even smaller compared to the large rocks and angry waves. She smirked and dared to look over the edge, her eyes widened when she saw the jagged rocks at the bottom. The little Sheba Inu had been here only once before, although she still found it hard to imagine dogs where really thrown off the cliff! Huffing, she licked her lips in thought wondering if there where any bones down there, or if they had all gotten washed away. Kiyax shrugged and batted at a small stone with her fore paw. It bounced off the cliff edge and plummeted down into the water below. Kiyax shook her head and let the wind tug gently at her Tri-colored fur. It felt good to be up here, yet awkward at the same time knowing that she could be standing in the same place as a know dead dog could have been! She trembled slightly and stepped back a pace or two, the image of a dogs broken body was made her a bit jumpy. Not that she had never seen a dead dog, Kiyax had had her share of those. She laughed out loud when she remembered her dead father, he was a fool and if she hadn't killed him, some one else would have!

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Wrath walked up to Canine Ridge and noticed a female looking over the cliff. He decided not to speak to her worried he might startle the femme at his sudden appearance. Wrath just sat down where he was and watched her she was very beautiful but he waited to speak. Wrath listened to the sound of the waves and looked down at the ground almost acting as if he didn't notice the femme. He let his tail thump the ground slightly. Wrath didn't want to speak to the female he was enjoying the silence but if she wished to speak he would. Wrath just sat there in silence waiting for the female to notice him before he did anything. He yawned silently hoping the femme didn't hear him.

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He was so close to the edge that the tips of his claws hung over the cliff. If you were standing before him he would appear faded, and he looked as if he was about to take the leap. There was really no point, he'd died 80 years ago and didn't want to try it again. It wasn't like he'd get hurt or anything. Ghosts didn't need to worry about getting hurt. He sighed and walked away from the edge. Yesterday he'd searched the bottom of the cliff for his carcass, with no luck. It would have rotted away over 80 years, so it was really a pointless sort of thing to do.

As he walked his Coke-can paw clinked with the sound of tin being slightly crushed. With every step he took, the noise drifted to his ears. He thought about it. He didn't really like to think about his life.. or, afterlife. But there wasn't much to do right now. He thought about his human, and being beaten with a bike chain for peeing in the house, even though he was never let outside. He thought about the fire, whimpering and cowering in the corner as flames engulfed the house. His human had long since escaped, leaving Tragedy for dead. Then, the sound of heavy boots, as a fireman stomped in and picked up the dog. At that moment the dog blanked out in shock. When he woke up he was in a cage in a scientist's laboratory. The scientists didn't treat him well, and mixed up liquid with other weird things and forced it down his throat. Then, the day it all went wrong, and he woke up to see one of his paws covered in blood, hives, scabs, and maggots. Then the shock as they injected a needle into him, and waking up a few hours later with no paw. Only a squished Coke can stuck on the end of his leg.

Days later, he found he couldn't run like the other dogs, so the scientists kept him in his cage. They never let him out, talked about him a lot, and then one day, he was picked up and thrown into the back of a truck. He'd seen this truck before, a Land Rover. It often came to pick up dogs, but Tragedy never understood why the dogs didn't come back. He was taken in the Land Rover, up to this cliff. Canine Ridge. And after that, the fall.. and the moment he crashed onto the rocks, which killed him instantly. Since then, he had lived his afterlife miserably, attempting to join a pack which never let him in, because he was a ghost. Tragedy soon realised that he would have to deal with it. He'd roamed these cliffs since.

A claw clacking on the rocks - very loudly, mind you - shook him from his thoughts and he pricked an ear. A male sat before him, and, a little while away from him, a female perched beside the cliff. He too, did what the male was doing, rested on his hanuches, and then, let out a little bark to let them know he was there. Then he waited.

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Kiyax jumped, was that a bark she heard? Snarling she swung around and blinked when she noticed a male dog sitting and starring at her. The Sheba Inu tensed and stood ridged, how long had he been watching her? Quitely she let her shoulders relax, she grinned showing needle like teeth that glinted in the sunlight. "Why hello" she smirked, her ears pointed forward to show she had noticed him. Cocking her head to one side, Kiyax sniffed the air. Although his scent was obvious, she thought she smelled another dog. She snorted with confusion and looked around, nothing. Kiyax trembled, why did she feel like someone else was watching her? Growling to herself she shrugged, "I'm just being cautious because I'm standing on the edge of a cliff!" She thought quickly. Than she turned her attention back to the male dog before her, she grinned again and padded toward him on light weight paws. Kiyax wasn't scared of much, besides what could he do to her? She stopped when she was only a few dog lengths away from him. "You are?" The femme questioned, her eyes traveled over him like shards of glass as she waited for an answer.

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Wrath looked up when he heard a voice he said "I am Wrath." Then he asked the femme "What brings you here?" Then Wrath thought he heard a bark but he ignored it and focused on the femme before him. Wrath grinned at her noticing she wasn't scared of him like most femmes were. This was the first time someone had not been scared of him but he didn't mind he respected it. Then he remembered the bark and looked around he didn't see another dog but that didn't mean there wasn't one. Wrath knew he felt another presence even if he didn't see it. He wondered if it was a ghost of a dog that died here many dogs died here. Then he again focused on the dog in front of him and patiently waited for a response. As Wrath waited he again wondered why this femme was here and if she would want to answer that question. Then he noticed the other dog felt what he was feeling.. another presence around them. Wrath sniffed the air no matter how much he wanted to he could not ignore this feeling another dog was around... he tried to push it away and put full focus on the femme.

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Kiyax noticed Wrath looking around for something, she wrinkled her nose in confusion. "Had he noticed something too?" She thought. The little femme snorted and tried to shake off the feeling of someone else looking at her. Sighing she looked back at the male dog and shook her head lightly, "Oh I just thought I'd look around!" She barked Cooley, her eyes where ice cold looking and she laughed to herself, it was true. Rolling her eyes she smiled again and prodded Wrath good humorously with her fore paw. "I could ask the question about you!" She barked. Taking a few steps backward, Kiyax sat down on her haunch's and swiveled her erect ears forward. It was a question why any dog would want to be out here, besides dreaming of what possibility's the humans could have done here. She shifted uncomfortably, just thinking about being thrown off the cliff made her nervous! Grunting Kiyax pressed down on the earth with her paws making pale indents in the soft ground. She blinked and scratched at the soil leaving claw marks. Kiyax didn't have very big paws, but they where good for balancing on.

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Wrath looked at her and knew she noticed him looking around. Then when she began speaking he growled okay, i was just out for a walk Wrath looked at her annoyed but he stayed where he was. Wrath wondered why she wanted to be so close to the edge of the cliff did she find it safer then being by him maybe? he didn't care. Wrath laid down where he was and looked at her his tail stopped wagging he asked "So what is your name?" Wrath lay there in silence not speaking another word to the femme as he waited for her to reply. Wrath had very little patience but he kept it to himself He felt a shiver run down his spine as he remembered the bark he'd heard nothing for a while and he was not a coward so why was he acting like this? he didn't understand it. Wrath watched the female sitting on the edge of the cliff and waited.

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Tragedy noticed the other two canines looking around. The dog beside him looked at the ghost in a weird sort of way. Almost as if.. he thought he was hearing things. Like he couldn't see the dog before him. Tragedy had never known himself to not be visible, though he guessed that maybe some could not see the dead. They started talking, all the while looking about wearily. He decided to maybe say something to get their attention, so that they knew he was there. He let out a soft bark.

'Um... hello. I'm Tragedy..'

After that, he shifted forward. He didn't know what he could do to make himself visible again. He wasn't new to the ghost thing, but he had no idea what to do when other dogs couldn't see him.

'I.. don't know whether or not you can see me.. I'm a ghost.'

He sighed and rested on his haunches again, not really knowing what to do, or say. Instead, he just waited for a response, hoping that they weren't scared by the ghost's appearance. These dogs, however, looked like Darks or Neutrals. They wouldn't be scared.

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Wrath thought he heard another bark then he heard a voice 'Um... hello. I'm Tragedy..' the voice said. He figured it was a ghost of a dead dog then he heard 'I.. don't know whether or not you can see me.. I'm a ghost.' Wrath replied "No i can't see you" no hint of being scared in his voice. Then he turned back to the femme and wondered if she heard it too. Then he sat there in silence not sure what else to say. He yawned and wondered why this ghost was bugging them. Wrath was not afraid of ghosts or death he was a dark he could care less. He yawned and noticed the hint of confusion in the ghosts voice he knew he wasn't hearing things now. Then he focused back on the femme still sitting on the edge of the cliff. Wrath guessed that Tragedy had got thrown off the cliff like many dogs. He sat there in silence waiting for someone to speak.

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Tragedy pricked his ears when the male spoke again. He sighed. He shifted onto his haunches and looked around for something to do. He found it a little harder to eat, but easier to hunt these days. And since he was invisible, well.. he could get an easy catch.
It took him a while to spot some prey. He had noticed that a lot of animals didn't like these parts. He slunk away and into the bushes, to try and find the small deer he'd seen just a while ago. It wasn't a baby, but a very old, very weak, very slow thing that made its way through the forest like a snail. Tragedy snuck up behind the creature and then burst into full speed and leapt at his prey. They struggled for about a minute when the deer lost balance and crashed to the ground. It was still alive, though, and Tragedy had to finish it off. By now it knew its fate was coming. The dog took one quick bite and clawed at its neck and it suddenly fell limp.

The ghost decided to warn the other canines before he came back with a dead deer. It would look kind of weird otherwise, a dead deer sliding over to them. Tragedy let out a little bark and started to drag the deer. It wasn't so heavy he couldn't pull it, but it was pretty large. He slowly managed to pull it towards the other dogs, and then left it a little bit away from them. Being a ghost, he wasn't able to eat much, so he took a few bites, chewed, and swallowed. Then he left the rest to the other dogs.

He decided to reply to the other dog's comment.

'Oh, what a pity. I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch your names.'