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Tiramisu
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"We're surrounded!" An ashful slik dire wolf said to an creme black-tipped eared wolf to his side. They're we're baracaded with wolves snarling and waiting for their move first. He looked both ways thinking which way should he move first. He thought quick and hard for a while. Soon, his partner in crime grew dark and pale. She couldn't take the aticipation of the agonizing breed of wolves starring at her vigorously.
'it's time to make a move.' she thought. she jumped quickly for the one in front of her onto its back biting--teering it's neck fur off. Not a moment to soon, all of its accompanies came brushing through onto her. The black ash dire wolf grew angry. Angrier than any other dire wolf should be. Again--as the same as the creme colored wolf did-- he jumped into the air high enough to land on a thick brass branch, and land back hard onto the set of wolves that are digging upon the creme wolf. One bye one, he tears them off with his narley set of teeth, and gives them a good scratching. It wasn't too long til they've had backed off and fled. "You're ok. Kistu?"
As she stuggles to sit up, she aquires herself to lick the injuries the enimies left on her. "Yeah. I'm fine. Y-you?"
"I'm good. You need medical help." he knelt down and help her lick her injuries then nuzzled her comfortably. She giggled lightly to his comfort, and yelped a bit to herself. "Stop being a raccoon, and help me to our next destination?" again, she lightly pressed on her paws to gently get back to her feet again. This time, it didn't hurt as worst as it did the last. Raccoon was his nickname because his fur print looks like as if he was a raccoon. Plus he hides in the shadows.
"I'm not a raccoon, I am your leader. If it weren't for me, you'd be--"
"I be what?" Kistu abruptly cut him short with her tone and words. Still limping, she fell onto her captain leg. "Ugh..."
"Here, I'll carry you there." he suddenly grabbed her by the neck and tossed her onto his back. "..." no one said nothing for a solid short 10 mins. Until; the creme black-tipped eared wolf said: "Thank you... Lust." for doing such an honor of saving her. "For saving me. And being generous."
"Mhm." he nodded and kept his pace. To him saving everyone was no big deal. But saving himself is another new problem.
'it's time to make a move.' she thought. she jumped quickly for the one in front of her onto its back biting--teering it's neck fur off. Not a moment to soon, all of its accompanies came brushing through onto her. The black ash dire wolf grew angry. Angrier than any other dire wolf should be. Again--as the same as the creme colored wolf did-- he jumped into the air high enough to land on a thick brass branch, and land back hard onto the set of wolves that are digging upon the creme wolf. One bye one, he tears them off with his narley set of teeth, and gives them a good scratching. It wasn't too long til they've had backed off and fled. "You're ok. Kistu?"
As she stuggles to sit up, she aquires herself to lick the injuries the enimies left on her. "Yeah. I'm fine. Y-you?"
"I'm good. You need medical help." he knelt down and help her lick her injuries then nuzzled her comfortably. She giggled lightly to his comfort, and yelped a bit to herself. "Stop being a raccoon, and help me to our next destination?" again, she lightly pressed on her paws to gently get back to her feet again. This time, it didn't hurt as worst as it did the last. Raccoon was his nickname because his fur print looks like as if he was a raccoon. Plus he hides in the shadows.
"I'm not a raccoon, I am your leader. If it weren't for me, you'd be--"
"I be what?" Kistu abruptly cut him short with her tone and words. Still limping, she fell onto her captain leg. "Ugh..."
"Here, I'll carry you there." he suddenly grabbed her by the neck and tossed her onto his back. "..." no one said nothing for a solid short 10 mins. Until; the creme black-tipped eared wolf said: "Thank you... Lust." for doing such an honor of saving her. "For saving me. And being generous."
"Mhm." he nodded and kept his pace. To him saving everyone was no big deal. But saving himself is another new problem.