Shatter like glass (Sci)

[Teeth of the Night]

Tipu's pads splashed in the small puddles. He was on his way to Mafia territory. On his way he had decided to grab a snack. Rain was now starting to fall. The doberman looked up at the sky with a snarl. He didn't like the rain, too cold for his tastes. The darkness he didn't mind, but Tipu hated to get wet, and it was ruining his plans. Raising an ear he listened to claws scuffle inside one of the wagons. Brown eyes followed the sound, his paws making as little noise as possible. Leaping into the cart he landed on a tarp left there years ago trapping the creature beneath him. Encircling the thing's small neck with Tipu's jaws, he slowly increased pressure until the creature stopped moving. Grabbing the tarp Tipu pulled it from the wagon revealing the dead medium sized raccoon. Grabbing his prize Tipu retreated into a small ally, draping the tarp over two old trash cans.

Tipu had learned long ago how to make a makeshift shelter. Tearing into his catch Tipu growled at the warm meet between his fangs. Coming up form his meal, Tipu listened carefully. There was no mistaken the footsteps of another dog behind him. thy were light, it had to be a femme. Raising his damp fur Tipu bared his teeth. "Who treads there!" The low growl bubbled from his throat. He hated when dogs came up behind him. Turning slowly he watched for the dog to appear. Light tan eyebrow spots clenched in a snarl as Tipu stood over his catch with white and red fangs glistening , reflecting off the puddles of water, the raindrops shattering like glass on the ground.

[Zephyra]

Blue eyes were somewhat bright as the three legged female strolled through the market. Science Experiment Gone Wrong had had trouble walking for a while. She'd only had her leg amptutated a year ago. You would think she would have gotten more used to it but she hadn't. She still stumbled all the time and usually landed face first into the dirt. However her walking today had been much better than usual. She wanted to run like a regular dog but she wasn't going to push it. For now, Sci wanted to avoid other dogs. All the taunting about her appearance was the reason. She had to admit that she wasn't the prettiest dog. She was missing one leg, one ear, her tail, and patches of fur. However she wasn't the ugliest either. Suddenly Sci saw a brute. When he growled at her with extreme anger, she knew he was a dark. Mafia maybe. Quietly she responded to his question. I do. I am Sci. She wasn't going to tell him her real name. Other than her appearance, dogs also picked on her name. Due to that, she always said her name was Sci. If she got to be close friends with a dog, then she would reveal her name but as usual, she preferred to keep it secret to strangers. Sci sat down, letting the rain fall on her coat, while she waited for the brute to speak.

[Teeth of the Night]

He had been right. Tipu flashed his teeth at the tattered femme. Sci was it? Weird name, though it seemed to fit this dog perfectly. "What brings you here Femme?" He didn't feel like using the name given, it seemed to close and personal to what he was almost sure was a light. What dark pack would accept this torn and tattered bitch?

No matter how tattered and torn, Tipu wasn't about to let his guard down. Too many dogs died from turning their backs on what they thought would be the weak. He didn't feel like a fight just now, so he looked the dog straight in the eyes and said, "They call me Tipu." His tail lashed against a trash can, the metal against bone ringing at the same time as thunder roared, lightning flashing across the sky. His own torn ear hung lopsidedly, and every scar was emphasized in the flashing light. Snorting Tipu watched his breath start to fog. He knew it was about to get cold. His little shelter stretched across the ally, except for a small space that a large dog could maybe squeeze through. His raccoon was finished so he sat down, muscles taunt, waiting and ready for any sudden move. Because this was neutral Territory, and he wanted to become mafia he decided not to attack her for now.

[Zephyra]

Sci let a low growl escape her maw as the brute spoke. Brute, my name is Sci. Not femme. This brute had annoyed her. She could not stand when dogs called her femme or female when they knew her name. She could see him staring at her. She could tell he was staring at her missing leg, ear, and tail. It didn't bother her at all though. All dogs did. Some dogs made fun of her. Some felt sorry for her. Some thought she was unique. Her eyes turned to the raccoon carcass that lay close by. It smelled foul but she ignored it. She turned her gaze to the male named Tipu. His ear was torn but Sci had no right ear at all. Well she had a little stump of an ear but the scientists had taken most of it off. Suddenly lightning flashed across the sky and thunder rolled. Rain drops pelted her coat but it cooled her. She wasn't here to fight with this male though he looked like he wanted to rip her in half. However if this male did decide to attack her, she could fight well. If it was a pointless fight, she would probably surrender to avoid injury. She sat quietly again and waited for the male to speak.

[Teeth of the Night]

Tipu looked smug. He was happy he had angered her, and having achieved his goal, Tipu smiled a dangerous doggy smile and said, " Sci then, but you still haven't answered my question." He dragged out the name in a snake like hiss. His brown eyes sparkled. Quickly though this staring contest began to bore him. Yawing a little he looked out into the rain at the dog wondering, if a fight should start, where he would attack. Not head first, no that was a pup technique. Probably for that amputated leg, or the tail, inflict pain to confuse the light.

He blinked, he had to get moving, Tipu couldn't tell what time it was. There should be a meeting today at the mafia territory. Standing up, Tipu decided to listen to what ever 'Sci' had to say then book it out of there. He didn't need a reprimand on the first day. He was hoping to gain a good position within the mafia, and the first day counted for everything. Ears turned forward, Tipu watched the female in front of him, his nose twitching in the water filled air, steamy breath coming evenly from his black nostrils. His pads touched a puddle, his muscles ready to spring over the femme and book it towards mafia land. Claws clicked into the water, making ripples through the already wrinkled mirrored image.

[Zephyra]

Sci flicked her auds as the male spoke. Thank you. I wandered here because I was exploring Racorn City. Sci was not scared at the least by this brute but she could tell he was threatening. If he decided to fight with her for no apparent reason, she would surrender quickly. She had used to be skilled at fighting but when she lost her leg, like her walking also, her fighting skill had decreased a bit. Science Experiment Gone Wrong was still quite a fighter though. Suddenly she had a flashback. Her eyes were cracked open and she saw a scientist in a white lab coat coming at her with a saw-like object in his hands. Then everything went black. Sci didn't whimper nor did she shake her head. She just let the flashback end and continued watching the brute. Her bright blue eyes with somewhat emotion. The emotion was happy. She was quite happy at the moment though the brute close to her was dark and mean. She forced herself not to growl as she again turned her attention back to the raccoon carcass. This brute was quite rude for not throwing his prey away after eating it. However she didn't let it bother her. She just sat, waiting for the brute to speak.

[Teeth of the Night]

Tipu noticed something was wrong, but then he saw it pass. He chuckled lowly and said, "Well then, I have an important meeting tonight and I may be late." He pushed over one of the trash cans, its lid staying securely on, but the tarp crashing down behind him, and covering the carcass. Leaping up on a fallen board, he soared over Sci, landing squarely on his pads behind her. He looked over his shoulder, a said with a toothy smile, " See you around Sci." His brown eyes flashed with pleasure as his legs stretched into the water coating the ground, thunder rumbling in the distance. Each muscle strained against his skin and pelt, because he was a hunter and a runner and a fighter all in the same body.

His tail lashed behind him as his pads hit the puddles, the rain still coming down. He would exit from sight in a moment around the corner. His black coat blended slowly with the fog, a stream flowing from his mouth. It was days like this that Tipu lived for. His chest expanding, the raindrops sliding back along his short fur. He was sleek and deadly, cold and hot, and he was in his prime. This was Tipu, and he was going to be Mafia!

(sorry I got to go enter mafia now, I need to reserve my spot and I'm trying out a new mate I think.)

[Zephyra]

Ok. No problem.