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Sunday, February 13, 2005

WTF?
What was up with the site yesterday? Man, it was weird.....here's the next chapter to the WR story.
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Snorting softly, Tala tried to ignore the whimpering beast in the crate next to her. It had been a long day, and she was sore, tried, and very much ready to kill the miserable beast. ‘It’s one thing to whine and whimper near the fight pits, but for Paradise’s sake, we’ve been on the road for hours! You can’t even smell the city anymore!" Groaning, Tala rolled over onto her side, watching the newest member of the pack of fighting dogs through silted eyelids. Surpassingly, his whining and whimpering made much more sense to her the senseless yammering of the other pit beasts.

Tsume! Kiba! Hige! Blue! Cheza! Help! Please, I don’t want to be here.... I don’t belong here! I belong in Paradise with all the ones I care for! Oh, Grandma...... Finally exhausted, The rust colored pup lay in his cage sobbing.

Are you quite done yet? Tala asked, not bothering to open her eyes. Some of us value sleep you know, and your prattling is not conductive to it.

Sadly, her speech had the opposite effect then she had been hoping for. Instead of shutting up and going to sleep, the youth bolted to the farthest side of the cage and snarled. Sighing and deeply annoyed (all the other dogs always did what she wanted), Tala gracefully rose to face him. Listen you little scamp and listen well! I don’t give a damn as to why you’re here, or from for that matter. But let’s get one thing perfectly clear. You’re in MY world now, so knock off this shit, sit down and shut UP! I AM TRYING TO GET SOME SLEEP!

At this, many of the dogs around her cage woke. It only took them a minuet to figure out whom the bitch’s rage was directed at. Immediately, those closest to Toboe started Snapping and snarling at him. Crying out, he jumped to the middle of his cage and lay down.

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"I don't understand this. Toboe's scent stops at the train tracks..." Hige mutters, "But why would he get on a train, and to where?"

"Can't we follow it?" Blue asks, distraught.

"No," replies Kiba, "It's been too long since the train went by, and we have no clue where it was headed."

"Then what do you propose we do, Kiba?" Whines Hige.

"Keep heading towards Paradise, it's all we can do." Glancing over at Tsume, he continues, "Hopefully Toboe will catch up."

"Tsch," Tsume snorts as he turns away from the tracks. "Stupid pup. When I get my hands on him..."

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Yawning widely, Tala stretched out. As she rose from a less then perfect night she glanced over at Toboe. She seemed to recall Yelling at him for talking too loud, but that was ridiculous, because, other then she, dogs didn't talk. Toboe for his part just stared at her.

Will you knock that off?

What off? Toboe asked.

The Staring thing! It’s really annoying...... Doing a double take, she stared at him, Hey! You talked! I thought I imagined it last night, but WOW! You actually do talk!

So do you. Toboe responded.

Yeah, well, I’ve always been able to talk. But none of the other dogs do...How come you can?

Snarling in anger over been called a dog (again), Toboe snapped, I am not a DOG!! I’m a WOLF!

Silently, Tala watched him for a few moments before bursting out in laughter. You? A wolf? Ha! There haven’t been any wolves in years, according to my handler, and he’s almost always right.

Now, at this point, Toboe became very confused. After all, the only animals he had ever been able to talk to besides humans were other wolves and wild animals. He had thought, logically, that this female in front of him was a wolf as well. Silently he looked her up and down, taking in her brown-black coat with its milk chocolate markings. ‘She looks like a wolf.... And she smells like one too. Why does she laugh at me then?’ he thought, ‘Surly she can tell I’m a wolf as well.’ But, aren’t you a wolf? He asked, even more confused then before.

Me? No way! I’m half Doberman though. Noticing his crest fallen look, she continued, But, uh, my name, Tala, means wolf. It’s what the old farmer used to call me before he sold me to the pits. What about you?

huh? Toboe stammered, confused for a second. Oh, my name is Toboe, it means Howling. My grandma gave it to me before.....

Before she sold you?

No, he continued softly, before she died.

Oh.....Sorry, an uneasy Tala replied. So.....How did you get here then?

I fell into a trap. He blushed. It was a stupid mistake. Tell me; what is ‘here’ anyway?

Oh...It’s the pits. Literally. She laughed. When Toboe didn’t join in with her in laughter, she continued, You know, the Dog Pits? Pit fighting? Toboe just stared blankly. Oh boy, this is gonna be tough to explain... It’s like this: Two dogs go into this large cage, called a pit, and fight. The last one standing is the winner. Usually they both survive though. Of course there are variations to this, and all the dogs go through intensive training before their first fight, but that’s the general idea. Got it?

Yes....I think so. Will I be expected to fight? He asked, shuttering at the image she had painted for him.

Well..... you’ll need to be trained a bit first, and show you’ve got what it takes to survive. Then you start to go into small fights and learn the ropes. If you get real good, you become a true Pit fighter. She smiled at him, Think you got what it takes to fight with the Big Boys?

Of Course! Toboe snapped, seeing her comment as a slight to his age and size. What about you?

Toboe, I don’t fight with the Big Boys, I rule them. I’m one of the best.

Taking in his new friends small size and weight, Toboe snorted. You? You’re my size! No way you could take on a dog bigger then you! Toboe was even confident that he could take her down. After all, he was a wolf. Hadn’t he fought and killed a giant walrus?

Laugh while you can, ‘wolf’ pup. You won’t be laughing after you see me in action. After all, it’s not the size of the dog that matters, it’s the fight in it. As if agreeing with her, the train Whistle went off. Toboe didn’t realize just how soon he’d get to see his new friend in action.

Authors note: Ok, so that was a corny way to end a chapter, but if I didn’t stop it here, I would have kept going to the end! I hope to get the next chapter up soon. Any ideas are welcome, as are all reviews, positive or negative. Thank you for the reviews people!

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