[M] Gonna get off this merry-go-round

Preybot · 02-11-2012, 04:07 AM

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Evike Boros	Jenci Boros (NPC)
Great big drunken louts with clubs. Sibling littermates. ~3 years old.

Evike trotted ahead of her brother, her club dangling over her shoulder. A cigarette drooped from her mouth, billowing acrid silver smoke into the air. Jenci, hurry your ass up, she growled, hesitating to turn and give a glowering look toward her brother. The man whimpered and whined, walking slowly over a ridge. He dragged his feet as he walked, his club dragging against the ground and his tail doing the same.

Eviiiikeeeee, I'm tired, he whined, giving his sister what he hoped to be a placating gaze. Evike, in response, pitched the butt end of her cigarette at her brother, snarling ferociously at him. The lit cherry singed his fur but did not burn flesh, and Jenci stepped over it, grunting as he exerted himself to catch up with his sister. Evike rolled her eyes at him, taking out another cigarette from her pack and lighting it with a match, which she tossed unceremoniously to the earth.

Evike would have deponed her brother was an idiot, certainly, but he had his uses. The big wolf was stronger than she was, for one thing -- his other uses, well. She just liked having him wrapped around her finger, and enjoyed the peculiar devotion her brother showed. She could never settle with him as her life partner, but he would do for now, at least until a better man showed his face. Then -- off with Jenci, whether he liked it or not.

A snuffling sound caught her attention, and she swung one hand against her brother's chest to stop him in his tracks. He started to make an "oofing" sound when her hand snapped around his muzzle. Her pale brown eyes narrowed as she looked for the source of the snuffling. She saw it, then -- a pale puppy, young enough to be carried off, but perhaps old enough to know better than to lurk around the borders. Evike tossed her muzzle in the direction of the pup, and Jenci looked dumbly in the same direction, taking a moment to catch sight of the coyote pup.

If we can catch it, maybe we can ransom it back to this pack, she said. They'd been traveling parallel to the skull-lined borders all the while, giving them a somewhat narrow, almost disrespectful berth. Now Evike was glad they'd taken their chances in traveling so close to the pack; after all, if they had done otherwise, they would have missed this grand opportunity. Jenci nodded complacently and stepped torward the puppy. Evike yanked his tail, drawing him back. Wait, idiot, she hissed. Circle behind him.

Evike put on her nicest face and stepped out of the bushes, starting toward the youngster. Hello! Are you lost? she inquired, jogging up quickly on the pup so they might retain the element of surprise. She saw Jenci moving around behind the puppy, giving good distance between himself and the youngster so the child might not notice their ploy.

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