Sang*Lost
Sang trotted to the dump swiftly following White Noise. The black female urged her frightened sister along with her silently praying to herself that Lost would not be traumatized by her recent kidnapping.
Little Lost practically glued herself to Sang. Her sister seemed so warm and strong while Lost was weak and pitiful. She was a disgrace to her parents fighting natures and she knew it.
Sang suddenly froze and looked around her. "Lost...Lost honey wheres Faute?" She searched hard once more trying to find her demonic brother but to no avail. While White Noise had been plucking pups he had gone to see what Dance was doing.
Atticus, Phelan, & Laporta
Laporta trailed behind Sang and Lost, her eyes taking in the strange sights around them. She was about to comment on the strange things when Sang spoke up. "Faute....?" The youngster turned her head about, then shrugged, "I don't know where he is."
Phelan pattered on after his sisters, finding them much better company than his ill-minded brothers. "You think he's lost? Maybe the bad ones captured him..."
Laporta snorted and nudged her brother hard, "Ssshhh, don't say such things. He's just wondered off, that's all." But even though she sounded so confident in her words, that fear flickered through her mind.
Atticus trailed a good distance from the group, busying himfself with sniffing at all the interesting things he saw.
White Noise
the hunter moved beside the scarred pups. Aaka's pups. He needed to get the scent of the lurkers and Aaka off them for now.
|Listen find some muck roll in. I will get the smell of your home and the lurkers off your pelt. were you will be hidding will be the last place those will look for you. As for Faute I will send Bane to find him.|
Atticus, Phelan, & Laporta
Atticus stuck his nose up and narrowed his eyes at White Noise, "Who are you, my father?"
Laporta growled angrily and stuck her tail in the air, "Atticus, now's not a time to be a cocky little trouble maker! If you wanna live, do what he says!" The pup began to pad around quite happily now, enjoying this new experience. If she were a bit older, the graveness of everything would have left her worried and unenthused. But as it was, she was still young and ignorant about a lot of things in life.
Atticus was so startled by his sister's sudden outburst that he couldn't think of what to say. Trying to regain his pride, but unwilling to assault Laporta for her offense on him, the pup just huffed loudly and swung in a different direction to find some muck.
Laporta soon found the putrid remains of decaying fish carcasses. There were fish heads and entrails everywhere. Delighting in the pugent odor, the youngster began to roll about in it, covering herself with the foul stench and rotted meat.
Phelan soon joined in, plunging himself in the smelly mess until his coat was covered in goo and slime. It wasn't long before both pups were reeking.
Atticus was talking darkly under his breath, and wished that he could join his brother and sister with the fish. But his ego refused to let him, and so he continued on. After a bit, a sharply pungent odor struck him, sending the pup digging amongst the rubish until he unearthed the source of the scent. a carton half-full with milk; or at least, the curds of it. Grinning, Atticus jumped up and slammed his front paws on the carton. The sour, curded liquid shot everywhere and Atticus began to roll about in it. His fur was quickly covered with smashed chunks of white and permeated with the staunch odor.
White Noise
If he been a human and could hold his noise he would have but he had to do the same and rolled in some muck also.
|Okay first no I am not your father, but I am a friend of your mothers. Secondly, we will be hidding you with my pack. Fresca is the leader of the Alley Pack who hates your mom and Hybras leader of the Lurkers and me. The last place anyone will look for you is with the enemey. When the time is right Unknown will fetch you pretending to be your mom. I found you here starving and chases Atticus to bring them home to some food. Fresca will take a liking to you I am sure. Careful though she did just lose a very close friend of hers. Do you pups understand and from here on out we have to change your names. I will let you choose them.|
Sang*Lost
The black female watched the male through eyes like her mothers. She trotted away silently and little Lost followed close behind her not wishing to be left alone with her siblings. "Ugh" was all the little fae said as she began to roll in a casted out pumpkin that had long ago rotted. She came back flecks of orange staining her body. The female was not happy about the smelling horrible thing.
Lost yipped and rolled happily into the junk. Soon she came and sat next to Sang once more. Sang looked to her sister and then back at White Noise. "I am Blood for that is what my name means. Faute would be Mistake. Lost....." She looked to her sister who was pouncing after a butterfly and softly she said "Mon ami come. Pick a name." Lost froze at the thought of picking hr own name. She sat down and thought about it for a moment then said happily "Lasagna!" Sang stared at her sister for a minute then shook her head. "Im kidding im kidding.....Umm.....um....Sang help me!" She said. "Lava" The female said softly. It would be easy for Lost to Remember.
Atticus, Phelan, & Laporta
Laporta piped up quickly, "Elia! It sounds pretty." The pup added, wagging her tail. Phelan began to wag his tail as well, beginning to grow interested in this whole affair. It sounded like one big game to him. "How about...
"Runt." Attiucs interjected, grinning.
Phelan snorted, "No way! I wanna be...
"Daisy" Atticus cut in again, laughing now.
Phelan growled angriy, "Stop it, Atticus! Shut up!" The little pup was quite furious with his brother, but didn't have the strength to doing anything about it. "I'm gonna be Cougar."
Atticus rolled his eyes, "Should be kitten" But now it was his turn, and he thought long about an interesting, fitting name. "Warbane."
Blood
She growled at Atticus and snapped at him. She didnt have Fautes strength but her mothers anger lived inside her. "Would you shut up and leave him alone?" The new Blood growled darkly and began to pace back and forth. She wanted Faute here. He was the fighter, and had beat Atticus. The small black pup growled darkly and let out what she tried to pass as a howl callign to her brother. Where was he? She looked to Laporta sadness fillign her. She looked to the rest of her siblings and sadness creeped up and she felt like crying. They all had to change their names, who they were, what they were. They could no longer proudly say they were the children of Legosa and Aaka. She sighed softly and glanced to Lost. "Come on Mon Ami." She said softly. She began to trot to White Noises territory sadness filling the black females heart.
Lost looked to her sister curiously waondering what had gotten into her then faithfully she trailed behind her.
Elia, Cougar, & Warbane
Atticus growled and snapped back at Sang, "Wanna make me?" Was his retort, bearing his glistening puppy teeth as he said it.
Laporta stalked past Atticus with a distainful flick of her tail, "Come on, Cougar. Lets check out this new place." Phelan edged past Atticus and placed himself near his sisters. Wanting to create a better bond with them, he tried to start an enthusiatic conversation, "Say, I think you picked out great names, Sa- Blood."
Laporta giggled at her brother's near-mistake. "Blood. It's Blood and Lava." Phelan grinned sheepishly, but his spirits were beginning to go up. However, Laporta could sense something in Sang that her brother could not. "Blood, we could go on a mock hunt later." She tried to sound as enthused as Phelan had, for she didn't like to see her sister upset.
Atticus trailed behind the others, his eyes glaring banefully at the group. Like usual, he resented the fact that he wasn't up there with them, having a fun conversation or being part of their group. Like his father though, his will and determination were very strong indeed, so the pup endured his self-created solitude.
White Noise
|come now then all of you to my lands. Remember the name Unknown she will come pick you as soon as she can she was badly injured in the battle at the Den.|