Post by Teffi on Jun 14, 2010 20:37:10 GMT -5
The "yield" sign began to ponder, but nothing seem to come out of that big head of his. Ramachandra slipped his body to a sit, as he set his eyes at the distance, as if looking for an answer. The only things he saw was activity. Lots of people shuffled between buildings and carts, faces seeming to blur into the same face; busy business people. Hey! Ramachandra and Tenka weren't people, but they were business dogs..Or were about to be! Yes, Rama was sure of that. This "Police Force" that the sight hound help him come up with, would be a strong force indeed. They just needed more dogs to join, dogs worth enough.
His long ears flattened, as his green orbs turned into slits. Why can't there just be a sign? We need mad heads! The mongrel looked back to his new partner in crime and shrugged. "I dunno. As blunt as that was, he was not fibbing. He just wasn't the "creative" type, though it look like he would be with all the coloring he had on his body. Go figure.
As time past, the rustling noise of the people became just a mere "hum" in the yellow dog's ears. But something did grab it attention as he heard the sound of scraping and growls. He turned his head over his shoulder, but as soon as he did so, a smaller canine bolted under him. Rama cocked his head to the side, wondering what was a creature like that doing in the city. But what happened next answered his question.
A large mutt, just about his very own size, pushed not only he but the pup that Tenka had saved, out of his way. "Hey, you bastard-" he gasped in disbelief. But instead of running after that damned dog, he went to the younger dog's side. "Ya alright man?" asked he with sympathy. He nuzzled the pup, but the pup chuckled. He was A-OKay. Good. Everything was all good.
"Anyway, like I was saying", but he wasn't really going to say anything important. Just babble on about how he was dried out of ideas. Now what? Rama looked at his darker colored friend, wondering what he had to say about his lack of ideas or even the shove the mutt gave him and his younger brethren. But as he waited for a reaction, he heard the sound of another directed towards them.
He turned to where the canines had sprinted off to and there she was. It was that dog..err..canine, that was running off her bigger counterpart. She had apologized for her "show" and asked them if they were alright. That was a sweet gesture, the sun colored dog had to admit. So, as the gentleman he was, he would not leave her "hanging".
"Yeh, we're alright." he spoke, casually as he looked at her. "What was that about anyways?"[/size]