Youth's Folly

Amy Sunders · 01-30-2012, 10:02 PM

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Humming happily Amy wandered through the city. It was so lovingly close to the festival. All she had to do was dip in and find more items for her customers. Several of the stores had been marked with her scent, a clear warning to stay clear. Just to make sure that trespassers wouldn't be interested, and for those who would move past the scent markings, Amy had cleared everything out of the front room, leaving only useless debris around, as well as shattered glass that would cut into a careless foot. One could move around there without worry, as long as they knew which patches were actually cleared for footing. They were hidden behind other shattered pieces, making it unclear from the doorway.

This trip Amy was looking for some glasses. She'd noticed people passing around the alcohol, drinking directly from the bottle and passing it back and forth. If they had something they could poor the wine into while they drank they could each take much longer sipping before they had to stop. The perfect item for the festivals, a large gathering of canines celebrating and carefree. A small smile lifted her face as she walked around, looking for the store that she knew contained some glasses she could take.

Wretch D'Angelo · 02-04-2012, 05:18 PM

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The female was used to traversing the city now, and took care as she padded through the streets. She hadn't been here for several days but planned to grab a few things for knitting and clothes-making while she was here. She hadn't seen her friend Tawny in days and was giving up hope of ever seeing the girl again...it was unnatural that she had not caught even a glimpse of the brown haired female that she had traveled alongside for the last few months. It saddened her that she no longer had Tawny's companionship...she grew bored and lonely without the other girl. Wretch kept her ears open to sounds as she walked just in case she did find the other girl here, in the city.

The coyote hybrid lifted her pack up a bit farther on her shoulders as she went, looking at the various shops that she passed with aqua eyes. The city was permeated with a variety of different scents, some stronger than others...but she knew this to be a neutral territory that none could claim so she wasn't too worried. She approached one shop, stopping at the door and hesitating for a moment before yanking it open. Broken glass littered the floor of this place, and she stepped carefully around the pieces with her small feet. Nothing interesting in here, it seemed.

Amy Sunders · 02-04-2012, 05:49 PM

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Reaching the store Amy released a contented sigh. This was where her precious glasses were. Useless before, now sparkling with value. Amy moved passed her border, stiffening as the scent registered. Some stupid hybrid had ignored the warnings and entered her building. Growling she swung her head around, searching for the intruder. Not even needing to watch where she stepped Amy moved through the building. There, just at one of the halls, was the intruder.

Growling loudly Amy straightened, her hand moving to grasp her sword. Just what do you think you're doing? Didn't you notice the scent? Or can't you smell? This area is claimed. Her words were barely civil, almost breaking into a yell. Her dark eyes gleamed in the light, measuring the intruder. She was small. Probably had some coyote blood in her. The rest was wolf though, and that meant strong survival instincts. Luckily Amy was a natural killer, every part of her tuned to find weakness and strike without mercy.

Wretch D'Angelo · 02-04-2012, 11:35 PM

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Caspa had given her a few lessons on things that were important for a fighter to know. She practiced daily, hoping each and every day that she would not need to use her skills at any time. Wretch was intent on finding the things that she needed in this shop and she didn't want to get deterred by anything or anyone. She looked around as she lifted things and sifted things around, trying to figure out what she could use in this place. It didn't seem like there was very much of a selection at all and it seemed as if she was going to leave empty handed. Wretch sighed, turning around to leave.

She saw the other canine then and immediately crouched down into a defensive pose. She didn't want any trouble...but she did want to search this place more thoroughly. If this canine thought that it was worth protecting then there had to be something really great about it. There are scents everywhere. Who would want to own a part of the city, though. There's no prey here...how do you eat? She said. She had no intention of leaving. I have as much right to be here as you do - you don't smell of any packs as far as I can tell Wretch said, clutching the hilts of her both her daggers and staring down at the other..

Amy Sunders · 02-04-2012, 11:52 PM

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The intruder spun, crouching into a defensive posture. To have her territory so openly encroached, and then on top of that to have her right challenged nearly blew her mind. She listened to each word with mounting anger. A bitter laugh broke from her lips. There's more than just food to life, fool. Mine's clearly marked. Just remarked it this morning. Now leave! She bristled as the hybrid mentioned Amy not belonging to a pack. That didn't matter in her mind. Amy wasn't a pack creature, and that was just fine with her. She could survive without a pack. She always had, even watching her family to make sure they didn't stab her in the back as surely as she would.

Looking down Amy noticed the other clutch at the daggers. So she wouldn't go gently. That was too bad. Amy would fight, and she wouldn't regret it. The only thing to be wary of was that being pregnant had slowed her down. Not enough to notice at first glance, but after a few exchanges anyone with fighting experience would notice. This would have to be fast. No warning, no chance for the other to react. Grabbing the purse at her side Amy drew a throwing knife. She chucked it at the intruder's head, done talking. Not waiting for the reaction Amy leaped in afterwards, completely silent. The time for growls and challenges was over. Amy slashed forward with her short sword, aiming for the girl's throat.

Wretch D'Angelo · 02-06-2012, 10:00 PM

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WC:Maybe this fight doesn't have to end terribly =D

How could someone keep control of something if they weren't around it 24/7? It was always something she had wondered about packs, and the thought ran through her head now as she stared back at this loner. Amy didn't seem to want to share...something that she did not fully understand. Why would a loner care so much about this run down shop unless there was something really good there? Wretch stared back at her as she spoke, thinking of how to move her body so that she could take the strike that was surely coming.

She wondered what Amy could be hiding - a bad past, some puppyhood trauma that had made her willing to fight everyone and anyone without pause? The girl liked to examine each creature that she met and try to guess the motives behind whatever it was that they did, so she found this to be especially interesting. There was more to life than just food, apparently. Good to know. What if I don't want to leave? I want to talk - what's so special about this building, anyway? She said.

The thrown item came very near to her ear but she pulled her head aside just in time for it to fly past. Instead of backing away from the aggressive lunge of the other she rolled off to the side, glass splintering beneath her with a few pieces cutting into her skin. She paid no mind to this, getting to her feet immediately and hastening toward the doorway so that they could brawl out in the open. There was no use getting backed up into a corner. What's your name, lovergirl? She called in a coy but sarcastic tone.

Amy Sunders · 02-07-2012, 12:38 AM

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It was ridiculous. Even as she prepared to fight the stupid hybrid kept yapping. Amy didn't care if the female wanted to leave or not. She wasn't getting a choice in the matter. Amy would make her leave if she had to. There was no way Amy was telling her what was inside either. That was her place to scavenge supplies, no one else. She had no problems killing to protect what she thought was hers. Amy also had no problems killing those that decided they didn't like being her property. Nothing escaped her grasp. If Amy laid claim to it, no one else could take it.

The blow was dodged, driving the hybrid back. Amy smiled, knowing the glass had cut her opponent. Not needing to watch her step was an advantage in this battle. The small female backed away towards the doorway. Soon she would be out of Amy's building, and the pregnant female could relax. Her ears perked as they hybrid kept talking. It was insanity. At least the words held some sarcasm, or Amy might have believed she was an idiot. Not that she didn't already believe that, considering how the warnings had been ignored. Moving slower than she normally would have Amy rushed forwards, moving to push her out.

Wretch D'Angelo · 02-17-2012, 12:23 AM

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OOC: I was only interested in a thread that Wretch could actually win a fight in...is that still OK? o.o I had said that in the thread request.

The girl had been training long and hard for a day like today. She was full of energy and vigor for the fight...she longed to taste the blood of this bossy dog. She'd been beaten before and didn't mind it too much, so long as she lived to tell the tale of it. Wretch had lost two fights but had won several others, slitting the throat of the coyote hybrid that had assaulted her on the border. Whatever was in this building seemed to be very important to this canine, so important that she wasn't willing to share it whatsoever. Whatever. She'd try and get what she wanted and would get some valuable experience from it in the long run.

As a coyote hybrid herself she was dainty but swift, twin daggers able to move quickly toward her target. She raised her daggers up in in front of her as she backed away, prepared to take whatever came at her. The other female lunged toward her and she moved even farther back, bringing the daggers forward slightly in case Amy tried to land a blow on her. You spoke just fine a few minutes ago...what's wrong now? Cat got your tongue? She continued to try and taunt. I don't plan on leaving, so do your worst

Amy Sunders · 02-17-2012, 02:22 AM

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OOC she's pregnant, i'm pretty sure you can beat her

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This insignificant little hybrid, bouncing in front of her, taunting her. Oh, she would pay. If she could, Amy would make sure the street outside ran red with her blood. Snarling angrily Amy pushed forward. She didn't care for cheap words. Amy only bothered decorating what she said when making a sale, and that had worth behind it. Talk right and she'd get a high price. Talk wrong and she could be ripped off. This nonsense though. It did nothing but drive Amy's rage higher.

Realizing that might be exactly the hybrid's goal, to get Amy so mad she could no longer think, the dog paused. Breathing deeply she tried to calm her thinking. After a few moments of this Amy chucked that idea out the window and charged forward, pure rage reflected in her eyes. So much emotion was driving her, mindless and pointless. It spilled through her life, despite her attempts at control. Here it was again, as Amy lifted her short sword and moved to strike at the hybrid's heart.

This thread has been decided to be ended OOCly. Amy managed to force Wretch out of the shop, the glass cutting Wretch in several places. Overestimating herself Amy lunged, allowing Wretch to cut her across her arms. Knocked to the ground Amy was forced to submit, after which Wretch left, panicked by the blood covering her body.

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