06-15-2009, 01:49 AM
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Wellll, it appeared that both the puppy called her bluff and the mother had witnessed Tokyo's striking of the child. Her mind scrambled, desperately trying to come up with something to say, something to absolve her of her crime. Reflexively she denied the accusation: "I didn't touch her!" But before she was able to figure out the frame of a lie, let alone the words to explain it, the dark female snapped at her.
Stumbling backwards, Tokyo gave up. This situation was beyond repair. If the mother was going to be
so violent, she wasn't going to waste words clearing her name. It wasn't like there was much of a chance of repercussion; this was a different pack, and she never intended to return to these borders again. And it wasn't like the stranger knew her name, even if for some weird reason she decided to pursue her. Sure, the Dahlian scent hung heavily on her, but that was all the more reason not to try and get vengeance on Tokyo. Her pack would protect her. That was.. the point of being in a pack, no? She turned away and hurried off as quickly as her freshly bruised form and tightening lungs would allow, aiming for home.
short ending post, sorry! 207 words.
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Wellll, it appeared that both the puppy called her bluff and the mother had witnessed Tokyo's striking of the child. Her mind scrambled, desperately trying to come up with something to say, something to absolve her of her crime. Reflexively she denied the accusation: "I didn't touch her!" But before she was able to figure out the frame of a lie, let alone the words to explain it, the dark female snapped at her.
Stumbling backwards, Tokyo gave up. This situation was beyond repair. If the mother was going to be
so violent, she wasn't going to waste words clearing her name. It wasn't like there was much of a chance of repercussion; this was a different pack, and she never intended to return to these borders again. And it wasn't like the stranger knew her name, even if for some weird reason she decided to pursue her. Sure, the Dahlian scent hung heavily on her, but that was all the more reason not to try and get vengeance on Tokyo. Her pack would protect her. That was.. the point of being in a pack, no? She turned away and hurried off as quickly as her freshly bruised form and tightening lungs would allow, aiming for home.
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