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FORWARD DATED: July 7th.
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His dark fur flit in the small breeze as he reached the edge of the neutral territory by the Great Lakes. He was in a bit of a spot; being rather close to some pack that's rank scent filled the air. He snarled loudly in disgust at being limited by some urine. There was a slight echo of his powerful voice. Rolling his neck, he guided his naked optime form along some old forgotten path and paused at the edge of the water. His shadow fell upon a fish as it swam by. The fish zipped away, bubbles trailing behind it. He let out an arrogant laugh. Of course the fish fled from his presence. Any smart animal would run from this beast.
The thought crossed his mind of how amazing he was. Amy was very amazing, but she wasn't here. And Fang was craving flesh. He smacked his lips loudly and trailed those dark eyes along the area around him. Nothing. Just bushes and soil. Fang considered himself a god. A sex god at that. Any innocent victim that would surely walk by sooner or later would be blessed with his divine sexual acts...
Asshole! interrupted Toby rather rudely. The poor old personality had been acting up lately. Use to, especially around the beautiful Amy, Fang had had an excellent hold on the rotten side of his brain. He'd used the body for days and days without a single thought from the sorry ass male. Now he was acting up nonstop. If only he were a different person so he could beat the stupid and weak german shepherd. Fang rolled his dark eyes in annoyance. Little bastards must learn their place in the world, Toby. The first personality fell silent and the arrogant personality smirked.
Toby would learn what happened when he acted up. The large black dog turned in his optime form to look for prey. He would show some low-life female his power and, with the same actions, show Toby who controlled the shell they were both trapped in. He wondered along the borders of the pack, sniffing for another dog's scent.
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Fang Table By Cait.