it's trouble and it's in our road

Haku Soul · 12-22-2009, 02:21 PM

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Unlike most aggressive, dominant canines, Haku Soul did not always let his throat rumble away when ignorance got the best of the weak. A twitch was all the chocolate Rosen gave as the shit eyed man’s voice attempted to contradict his recent action. It was not rare for a couple of complete morons to waltz deep into claimed territory just to boast about with their innocence. Haku always made sure the border was heavily marked. This man before him could not possibly be oblivious of the land’s ownership, and he was satisfied in an odd way when the large stranger did not dive straight into pretended ignorance. This did not soothe him in any way though, because the man had already been caught doing the crime and would have to suffer the consequences. Haku was not fond of allowing pointless conversation to stretch, but he refrained from charging at the other for now.

Large secui paws slowly brought him closer and he stalked slightly to the side to have Dahlia at his back. ”With your actions you beg for trouble,” the male hissed with poisoned voice, holding the stranger’s eyes with ease. The trespasser’s accent was filtered out as it held no importance to the Dahlian male. Haku flexed his muscles slowly, alert and ready to strike with the speed and aim as that of a snake. An insignificant part of his damaged brain silently wondered if the Dinh was the head of a pack in another language and wanted him to revel at the fact that he finally was free of Cercelee’s poor illusions of chains. His surprise was hidden away without ever reaching any surface as he realized that his vibrating anger was not beyond control. He was still standing here, still the supreme master of his own body. He did not want this to be an illusion. "Who are you?" he asked, loathing himself for not moving in to taste the oddly coated stranger's blood faster.

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