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hangman | the fall [MD]

northbite

Published: Feb 23, 2016

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_{Faline's hangman muppy task >D}

_{The task conflicted Faline for hours. Killing an innocent dog was enough, but her father had to make it personal; he had to make it look like her mother. Well... Like ginger. For a moment, she had been angry... And then it faded away, slowly but surely, and Faline lowered her head and began to stride away from Di Fogna. She didn't want to. But her father told her to... And she knew what happened to those who betrayed her father. Lapping at her jowls, she wandered, and tried to find a stray that fit the description she needed. It took time, and Faline let her paws carry her anywhere she wanted; seeing as she needed to find a Ginger-like dog, she assumed that she would be allowed to go anywhere in search for it. Nonetheless, it took about half the day to locate a dog.

From there, Faline followed the female; she had to be sure the dog wasn't in another pack first and foremost... They did not need war on their hands, did they? Faline tailed the female for more hours- and... During which time, she struggled to think of a concrete reason to kill her. She did look like Ginger. The entire time Faline was following her, all the dog did was try to hunt and fail over and over again. She could not even hunt, and she appeared to be at least three times Faline's age. Yet Faline could hunt... She could, for the most part, fend for herself. This dog was much like Ginger; Faline witnessed her chattering at a bird, and, the mere fact that Faline had been following her for four hours and hadn't been seen? This dog couldn't take care of herself.

Perhaps... Faline was just ending things quickly for her? Unless she joined a pack, she would starve. Speaking of which... The stupid dog just crossed the newly scented Fiume border. Shit... Faline let out a yip- loud and audible, and the dog peered backwards, confused. Faline dropped to her belly in the brush, and yipped once more. The dog turned around, and began to walk back the way she had come to explore the yip. A rush of panic hit Faline; she'd need to.. to do this, yes, she was going to have to kill this dog. "Hello? Anyone there?" The Ginger-like dog called, her head canting, confused. Faline felt her heart thump and, baring her teeth, she leaped from her hiding place and hit the dog square on her left side. She managed to snag the back of the dog's neck in her confusion and thrashed as violently as she had seen SOB do before. The taste of blood hit her tongue, and the Ginger dog let out a soft scream. Faline, with her paws hitting the dog's neck and back, pushed as hard as she could to topple her over- and then, she switched her grip to the dog's neck, above the jugular. Thrash! Thrash! Thrash! She was just putting her out of her misery, that was all.

A swift kick hit her stomach, and the dog's teeth sunk into Faline's cheek. She kept biting, until the dog used her weight to throw Faline off- and as she was scrambling to her paws, the dog ran right over the Fiume border- apparently entirely unaware. Panicking, Faline followed. The thunder of the waterfall perked her ears as she took off after the scent, and with that, she... herded the dog with yelps and cries- quiet enough for her target to hear, but not to last a long distance. As they burst off the bank of the river, Faline skidded to a halt, and the dog whirled around from the edge of the waterfall to face her. This was where her father had fallen.

Fay closed her eyes. This is Ginger.
When she opened them, her lips rose, and in one swift motion- she pushed the other dog off of the waterfall, and watched her tumble into the mist below. Now, however... Now was the real challenge. Bending near the river, Faline washed the blood from her face, and she rolled in the murky mud upstream. She found otter droppings, and rolled in that- smeared it all over herself, really. Then she traced their path... She rubbed blood off of bushes, she messed up environments to create the illusion that they'd not been there- and only when she was satisfied, she ran down the slope to find the dog she'd killed. It took her a moment- but the dog's body, piebald white and creamy browns, was horrendously broken at the bottom. It's jaw was crooked, and head dented, an eye bulged out unnaturally and it's ribcage was cracked inwards. Faline licked her lips, and then she eased the dog onto her back- which was uncomfortable, and challenging, but she couldn't risk leaving an obvious trail. The only stop she made was to smear more various droppings on the dog, and herself, until they both reeked- and all one could smell was the overwhelming stench of it.

When she crossed the Fogna border, she bathed damn near religiously. And when the scent still clung to her fur, she raced to the coast and took a dip in the ocean water so it was replaced even more strongly by the saltwater smell. When she was satisfied (when she no longer stank), she took the body to her father... Presenting it, and she explained how the deed had been done. Upon receiving her second order, she stowed the body momentarily. SOB, she thought. She needed to find SOB.}

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rohgir

Feb 23, 2016

[sob joking about killing her here]