Who Dares To Come In[O]

[shy]

Conall walked in the the dumpster place the smell was horrible it was filled with all kinds of scents he hated it, but it was the best place to to sleep even though it smelled. He moved across the land slowly looking around for any good spots to sleep in as he moved a huge truck caught his eye it was large it was on the ground. Thank goodness. If he slept in it he would have some ride going down the pile of junk if it ever fell over he hurried, and moved toward the big vehicle it was a dark black color like his coat.

When he jumped in it the seats were tan colored it was a bit dusty, but he didn't care he slowly spun around in a small circle, and laid down his body stretched out his foot could almost touch the wall of the vehicle. He laid in their relaxed, and comfortable mod as he laid all he could hear was the small wind.

[melody]

The dump seemed pretty quiet, and Melody couldn't smell any danger, except that odd smelling substance coming from a jar of something a few feet away from her. All she could see was the piles of trash surrounding her, and the torn, broken, and useless junk laying around.

As Melody walked through the trash graveyard, she thought. She pondered about that terrible day years ago, when Lion had fallen prey beneath his father, limp in the manic wolf's jaws. If they hadn't gone on a walk that day, she wouldn't be here right now, alone. She would be with Lion, her one true love. But had he really been her Harmony? She remembered all the fights that they had had, all the memories of coming so close to a physical fight. Had she really wanted that?

A sudden movement made Melody jump, and she realized it was only a piece of glass falling. Then, something caught her eye. A human creation, one of those tall machines used for picking up huge objects, it looked like. It was right in front of her, and her fur bristled.

Not from the machine, no, but from what was inside it. Another dog. From his scent, she could tell he was part wolf, but she didn't know how much.

Marc had been part wolf. Marc had been all wolf, in fact, 100% pure, evil, blood loving, merciless wolf. A wolf with real fangs, sharpened to the points. A wolf with claws like a mountain lion, ready to dig into you at any given moment. A wolf that would not think twice about killing you.

So Melody didn't know where the bravery had come in, and as she opened her mouth to speak, she immediately regret it.

"Who the hell are you?"

[shy]

Conall had laid their in a good mood, but all of a sudden a voice spoke "who the hell are you"they spoke his nostrils sucking in the air of the scent it was a femme. His maw turned into a evil smile as large fangs showed, his fur bristled up as low growl came up he slowly got up then stared the femme down with his cold, and hatred eyes he licked his maw slowly around almost like a hungry wolf. "Why hello puppet shouldn't you be some where safe"he spoke deeply, and cold he soon turned around, and jumped through the window bolting to the other side of the vehicle were the femme was at. He eyes locked on hers "A pretty girl like you shouldn't be around the dump a wolf like me loves to play little games....if not eat pretty girls....they call me Conall puppet"he said to her, his body tensed up as fur bristled like black needles fangs showed like sharp blades of metal as eyes were like a crow watching his meal, but in a wolf. It was interesting to meet a femme like her.

[melody]

Melody froze. He looked completely wolf, yet she knew he wasn't. And he looked exactly like Marc.

This frightened her, and made her want to bolt from the dump immediately. Of course, that would only make him chase after her. She knew what a wolf's instinct was. Fighint the urge to flee, Melody brought her eyes from the ground to stare into Conall's. "Melody."[/b] She replied, her voice short and gruff, not like its usual song-like sound. She didn't want a conversation with this creature, especially if he was part wolf. "And before I leave, I wish to know one thing."[/b] Melody sat, licking her chest fur briefly before looking at him again. "Have you ever known a wolf named Marc? He looks exactly like you, with longer fangs, and longer legs. He killed his son, Lion, and I doubt he's washed the blood off yet."[/b] She tried to explain Marc to Conall without much luck, she didn't want to break down in front of this strange, seemingly hostile wolf before her.

Melody tried to stand her ground, paws feeling like they were about to pull her down from the effort. Her mind wasn't listening to her instincts, which made Melody quite mad, and she thought she was going to go insane. Oh well, better insane at death than sane, she always thought. But then again, it might not be a good idea to go insane right now, as there was a wolf dog in front of her, and no possible way to outrun him unless she got a head start, and released her insanity. And that wouldn't be too smart.
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[shy]

Fangs showed into a smile as she spoke "Such a pretty name for a husky like you Melody"as he spoke coldly licking his lips over an over as he was about to move even closer to her she spoke asking him. If she new Marc he slowly sat down with a evil look on his face looking like he wanted to rip her neck off

"Hmm it rings a bell, had he lived in the woods"he spoke the femme was lucky she had gotten his attention quick, the name had rang a bell he new some one name Marc, but he was in the woods, and every now, and then he would drop by to say hello for which he pack was cold, and dark heart.

Conall barely remembered his past life he never really wanted to remember for which it wasted his time, and spoiled his mood. He sat their with body tensed up waiting for the femme to speak his tail flicked around wildly as he waited for her to come up with words. His noise smells her it was sweet as her personality was fear, and kind he snarled at it hating the kindness "I can smell kindness all over you.....lots that are kind end up dead, but you might just live for getting my attention like this...Melody"he spoke his voice deep, as eyes laid on hers coldly.

[melody]

Melody smiled herself, her eyes glimmering with laughter, although she did not speak. She silently wished to herself that the male had told her exaclty where Marc was, but then again, she would have an adventure before her trying to find him. "Yes, he lived in the woods. As I mentioned before, he killed his son, my mate, and I want revenge."[/b] Melody aimed her eyes into Conall's, so he could see her deep hatred for the wolf who called himself Marc. Her eyes flashed coldly, and she opened her mouth to speak once again. "I may appear kind, but don't start with me, Mr. Conall. I can be evil when I wish to be."[/b] Melody felt an icy pang in her heart, nad realized that it felt good. It spread through her veins, taking over her body so that she was frozen, completely and utterly frozen, as Marc must've been when he dug his fangs into Lion's throat. Yes, she concluded, icy was definitely good, and evil was the best feeling in the world.

Melody shifted, turning her sitting position into a stand, taking several steps forward, until she was nose to nose with Conall. "And I'm certainly not afraid to cause some bloodshed. After all, my ancestors were wolves."[/b] Melody's breath came out icy cold, her tone low and barely a whisped. She chuckled, scoffing out her words with a quick sigh, sat, and waited for Conall's reply.
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[shy]

When she spoke she could be evil full teeth showed into a smile "Hm your kind of bold to speak that"he said to her coldly when she said that she wasn't afraid to bloodshed that put laughter into him "Trust me I ain't afraid to eat you Melody you would be a perfect meal"he spoke in a cold joke.

He wasn't going to bother this femme it was a waste of time, but then again it was fun just messing with her mind as her noise came face to his a loud snarl came from him as teeth bared "Femme you certainly don't now who you are dealing with"he spoke in deep, an evil tone.

He got up from his spot moving to the side of her his head faced hers with a good amount of space "Try Sinister Woods if not the cemetery all cold brutes go their how should I know I live in Sinister Woods"he spoke to her.

Seeing the icy flow in her eyes made a smile on his face"Your bold Melody which I like if you need any info go to Sinister Woods Ill be their but don't consider this as a friend thing....I am only doing this because I would have done the same thing...getting revenge"he spoke to her.