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 Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 8:07 pm
He flounced through the park, flapping his wings every so often and wishing he could use them to fan himself. He growled a little every time his long black hair got tangled around his nose in a breeze, and huffed indignantly each time he finally got it off. Why was the walk to get icecream so hard? Past a few bushes, around the slide at the park, and there: the icecream vendor's cart, ready to be exploited. Icecream, popsicle, whatever; Desper just wanted something cool at this point. He waited until the vendor was waving a juicy rainbow ice rocket around in the air, trying to pick up a penny he had dropped when a child handed him change, and then made his move. He darted out, took a flying leap into the air. He snatched the delicious popsicle and booked it, flapping his wings as he shot off around the corner. I wish these were actually good for something, Desper thought to himself in irritation, the popsicle prize clasped tightly in his mouth. He looked around to see if anyone had spotted him, or his prize.
Unbeknown to him, Aislinn Grey, his owner, was already paying the poor icecream vendor for his "stolen" loot. Roiben and Grey had followed him the entire way, being very sneaky. They had pretended to be shrubs a couple of times, and she had relied on Roiben's connection to Desper in order to be able to hide in time. "I'm keeping my good eye on him," Grey mumbled to Roiben, who gave a little huff. They would both much rather be napping, but Desper would terrorize everything in sight unless they were ready to step in and take him home. Who knows, maybe he'll actually make some friends this time, Roiben mumbled to himself. Desper's head turned in their direction, and Roiben was silent. Had he heard them?
Desper was too busy pawing his popsicle open to pay much attention to anything, actually.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 4:55 pm
The cowboy pup had been following his owner for some time before deciding to run off. She really had no problem with him doing his own thing which was rather nice, then again Mizuki knew that he would come back or find her. They were connected.
He watched as some bushes started moving. How strange, he was rather sure they were stationary objects and not like that the tumble weed back at the second house. He watched a red pup snatch a popsicle. Which was rather mean so he struck forward, digging his paws into the ground to throw himself forward.
He jumped at the male wanting to snatch back the popsicle so he could give it to the vendor.
"That wasn't very nice you know." He growled through bared fangs.
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 4:42 pm
Desper barely had time to snatch his popsicle out of its wrapper before the Cowboy pup pounced at him. Desper barely escaped, and didn't have time for the full popsicle. He pretty much had to abandon the half that wasn't free of its stick, due to the cowboy pup's sneak-attack. Desper barked in what could only be a kind of laughter, "Hey, fluffball, what's a pretty thing like you doing, trying to scrap with me? And eih, what wasn't nice?" Desper tipped his head back with the popsicle, sucked all of its juicy, melty goodness off and spat the stick out. "Ahhh, brain freeze," Desper added, twitching a little and rolling around on the ground until he was looking at the cowboy pup upside down. Half of the popsicle was still in its wrapper, a sticky, gooey mess. "If you really want some, you can have the second half, Sheriff. Just don't go arresting me." Desper was clearly teasing him, trying to get a rise out of him. He leaned back on his hind legs and yipped at the cowboy pup, trying to get him to pounce again. Desper clearly viewed the conflict as a kind of joke, and one which he would hopefully get a good scrap out of.
"Kind of funny we're meeting here," Desper added, "You're pretty much my sworn enemy, I think. I am a Desperado, after all." Desper's tongue hung out of his mouth and he panted, excited, his tails fluffed up and flipping back and forth. One way or another, desper would have his fun.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 2:30 pm
Zeik gave a small growl as he watched the other dog finish the food. "Yes that wasn't nice to steal that food." He gave the other his best cowboy stare with those fierce blue eyes and shook his head at the offer. One it had been ruined by touching the ground and two it was stolen, his policy was not to take things that were not his. It just wasn't his way.
"You're just some rogue pup. Where's your owner?" He was getting angry now as this pup was bothering him with jokes. "My sworn enemy, that could be true. So then what will I do with you?"
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