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Post by wint3rheart on Mar 1, 2009 21:34:00 GMT -5
((OoC: If you're wondering why I choose territories that don't belong to me to post in, is because I get bored really easily if I stay in one place for too long. I like change a LOT.))
".. And I feel ... Like paper burning free .... The wind is shattering me ... I'm the sky ... I'm the sea .." JP's singing voice was very calm, somewhat deep but not too deep, and overall very attractive. He sang quietly and softly to himself; for he had a huge attraction to music. He walked along through the desert area singing. His short dobermann fur helped him maintain a nice body heat in the hot sun, but his chemically burned skin bothered him, and thus, he began to sing in order to distract himself as he looked for an oasis or at least some palm trees to hide under.
He wasn't fond of this heat, but it sure did beat the icey coolness of ... other places .. "Oh I see .. Your face as if in a dream ......... Eyes where the shadows drown ... Frozen in a frown ......." He kept walking.
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Post by Kana on Mar 1, 2009 23:23:05 GMT -5
Zorro;;
X. Zorro raced over the sand, a thin streak of blue along the orange tinged yellow dunes. His stride was long and pressed his belly to the groun on some occasions. He ran in the manner of a cheeta, running low and long. The doberman's gaze fell over his land and landed on a shape not to far off. JP. A fellow doberman had wandered into Zorro's new home. The don turned on a dime, flashing towards the dog and barked. The sound shattered the heated air.
X. "Can I help you? This is taken land my friend, not a kind place to be passing through without reason." He'd been in power for a short time and already invaders? He'd best as not cause trouble. For all that Zorro was, he was NOT forgiving. The doberman flexed the muscles in his left hind leg, feeling the sharp point of his dagger poke against his flesh. His most reliable friend, always had his back.
Kana;;
X. Dobermans, what was it about them? They were a vicious breed, but a noble and self-respecting one. They also had a tendancy to be loyal to those of their breed or maybe Kana just saw it that way. The first sign of life besides the pesky rattler that tried to bite her was the song. A voice carried over the dunes quite well and Kana perked her ears. Her name meant what she heard "song." She'd been named Kana for her bark. The tone so diffrent it had devastating effects yet her howl was far beyond pleasing. Almost seductive or hypnotizing.
Her eyes narrowed as she trotted over the top of one annoyingly high dune. She decided it fitting to answer back, "Come my brothers and sisters and do not tremble so... for I can weather the roughest gale that ever wind did blow." It was light and loftly, sung quietly but it's sound multiplied by such a space as the desert. Kana felt as if she didn't even say it, as if it was the rustle of sand and wind.
X. Finally she sighted the dog who'd been singing then suddenly another doberman suddenly entered her range of vision. He was blue and tan, odd coloring. Kana didn't have room to talk. She had note marks on both paws and a music mark on her forehead, all in bright purple.
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Post by wint3rheart on Mar 1, 2009 23:38:07 GMT -5
JP heard the two strangers approaching long before they appeared. His light blue eyes glowed even in the bright desert sunlight. "Oh, pardon me, sir!" JP began in a happy voice with a smile. "I had been drifting about for some time now and meant no harm in your land. I was merely looking for shade or water." He turned when he heard Kana's song and watched her approach. All dobermen huh ..? He thought to himself. And this one can sing ... He eyed her but kept a kind face.
"I hope you don't take offense to this, sir, but .. Why on Earth would a dog pack be doing in this oven of a place?" His paws were well past burnt from walking on the sand for so long. He looked down at them with a raised eyebrow and a disappointed grunt, all the while still maintaining his straight-line smile. The x-lab experiment studied the male dobi while he waited for a response.
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Post by shenkka on Mar 2, 2009 0:21:19 GMT -5
Muna stared at the stranger with narrowed eyes, watching from the side of a small dune. What the hell is up with him? Singing? Dogs don't sing. And his pelt...?[/color] The hellhound then walked from the sand dune, and closer to the peculiar dog. Then, just as he stopped walking, he heard yet another dog sing. Do all dogs sing? This is ridiculous..[/color]
"Oh, pardon me, sir!"
Muna listened half-heartedly to the dog, and his queer reasons. Water. In a desert. Really.[/color] Muna thought, thinking the whole thing was absolutely ridiculous.
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