It was midday, but the rainclouds blocked the light making it seem like it was night. People were either inside or hurried around with their umbrellas. Deep in the alleys a pair of yellow eyes glowed. They were the eyes of an infected dog named Marie. She glared at the humans as they passed, wishing one of them would be alone.
She stood in the shadows, not giving a thought to the water making her fur damp. It was only a light rain, and she had no need to worry. Even with her fur slicked down, it was easy to tell that she was a large individual, and easy to see that she had wolf in her. She blended with the shadows, mainly her eyes and the white patch on her chest giving her away.
Snorting she sat down. Would something interesting happen soon?
Last Edit: Feb 10, 2012 21:12:07 GMT -8 by snowest
The rain wasn't bad but it wasn't good either. This weakened her nose when searching for food, Her left ear -or whatever was left of it- stung lightly so she pawed it frequently. Tabitha dragged her scarf through the puddles, its' new weight tugged at her neck. Watching the humans rush by she looked up. The clouds were beginning to darken, the sign of a large storm approaching.
'I should find a place to escape the weather soon' She thought, 'it's only going to worsen...not to mention the Infected...'. The thought caused her to glance around before continuing down the street, making sure that she wasn't being followed.
The alley was not solely inhabited by the large, hulking black female. A second pair of eyes shone in the darkness, a faint, colorless glow meandering about in the murky weather. A beast hobbled around as rain drops tapped down around him, the water splashing violently against the cracked, decrepit, forgotten alleyway as black paws fell beside them.
Eyes narrowed, giving way to a near-invisible black face, nose scrunched up in disgust as phantom smells and whispers plagued his mind. Whether or not the voices cooing in his head were from the infection or a manifestation of problems he had prior to his orientation into madness is a secret lost in the annuls of a mind more tangled than a Celtic knot.
The black dog was obviously a person of interest, although approaching was still a decision to be debated as Dakhma waited just out of sight. His nose disregarded the smell of death which hovered around the other infected animals, a beacon of their sacrifice for power. However, a new smell soon wafted itself into his decaying nostrils. It was fresh, lively. Something about it made him gag. Deciding that the smell was far more interesting than another tussle with one of his mad brethren, Dakhma crept past the other dog, ears back as to signal his lack of intention should she notice the crippled animal. Within a few feeble hops, an alley line with human waste gave way to a street, equally lined with human waste. But among the much busier atmosphere of the street he was already acquainted with the smell he'd noticed just moments ago--a dog. A healthy, terrified, vulnerable dog. Having no notion of the possibility of immunity, Dakhma's mouth began to water at the prospect of a companion, somebody he could maybe even dominate. The healthy dogs were so much easier to control. Perfect.
He tailed her, silently now, waiting for the right moment to reveal himself.
Marie sat for a little while longer, and was about to leave when an unmistakable smell reached her nose. She smiled. A dog who wasn't infected! Taking a deep draft of the wet air she noticed another scent. Dashing up with a snarl she turned towards another infected. How had she not noticed him?
His ears were laid back. That combined with his missing leg was all that stopped Marie from attacking him. As he hobbled along Marie sneered at him. Pathetic. Seeing the direction that he was going in, she laughed. Did he possibly think that he could catch that dog?
Easily passing him she saw the dog. Now to sneak up on it. Hopefully that 3 legged male wouldn't alert her.
She stopped briefly, to test her nose in the weather she sniffed a wrapper on the ground. Sneezing when all she got was water up her nose. Tabitha began padding along, the torn ear twitching, something that started when she learned about the infecteds'. This worried her greatly, she glanced around. Not daring to look back, she quickened her pace.
Dakhma was not one to be outdone, tripod or not. His pathetic hobble was a bit exaggerated, a mechanism he could exploit his injury for--pity. He quickened his pace, ducking his head under the height of his shoulders. Looking towards the other infected dog, he quickly lingered closer, throwing his head back he let out a loud, sorrowful howl.
Dakhma wobbled in the street, falling over onto the wet pavement. Soaked to the rotting bones, the crippled black dog yelped and howled as he struggled to get back up, yelping "help! anyone!" as he wobbled around, feigning disorientation. The healthy dogs were always so easy to trick, and with any luck Marie was adequately annoyed with his nonsensical shenanigans to rough him up a bit, making his plea all the more believable.
Marie noticed the dog speed up. How amusing, but also bad. Marie wasn't exactly all that fast, and if the dog ran she might not catch up. She was about to speed up as well but the 3 legged dog went closer to her. Turning her head to him, ready to attack if need be, she was treated to the sight of him falling over.
She would have laughed if not for his howling and yelling. That dog would have to be deaf not to hear him! Marie snarled at him, he was weak to let the Virus disorient him so. "Fool." she muttered angrily. At least she could kill this worthless infected if the dog ran.
Advancing now on the male, her posture aggressive, Marie kept a reasonable distance. Despite his disorientation he could still randomly strike at her. The virus destroyed the minds of the weak
He was obviously not worthy of the Virus. Annoyingly a little thought that he was faking it tickled the back of her mind.
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Tabitha whipped her head around, she froze. Infecteds. Her eyes widened, fear taking over for a moment. Coming to her senses her eyes hardened and her old nature took over, her fur began to bristle as she growled. Looking over at the black dog on the ground she snorted, pleas for help didn't faze her. Once before she had been tricked similar like this which caused her to be hit by a car and lose most of her left ear.
Tabitha watched them both, waiting to see what they would do next. Very unsure of what was going to happen, two Infecteds together was something she only seen once before. Unable to stop herself she shouted to them, "if you think you can prey on me then you're wrong! I'm not to be taken lightly as you may think..." sounding braver than she intended which got her frustrated.
Dakhma was absolutely tickled when the dog responded, giving him just enough time to whip around on his heels and rush towards her. Much quicker now, he even used the stump of a right leg to balance his body, resting his weight on it just enough to effortless glide across the pools of water littering the floor. His tail stood straight up, head down with mouth ajar as he approached, back legs kicking like a jackrabbit skipping across the hot desert sand. If she chose to run, he would only sink lower, becoming more aerodynamic, trailing her. He ran like his hindquarters were on fire, quickly overtaking the uninfected female. Skidding to a stop, his powerful leg muscles rippled and creaked as the middle-aged man stood, poised in front of her. "Gullible," he grunted, licking the saliva from his quivering jowls. White tongue snaking out between the parting rows of teeth, revealling what looked like even a second row coming in behind the first, his mouth was drippy and bloody, black gums almost straining against the weight of his enormous teeth.
Ears once laid back now swiveled forwards, the corners of his mouth pulling taught into a smile. "You shouldn't have ever looked back," he chuckled, standing motionless with legs bent, ready to pounce at the slightest hint of attempted escape.
As she got closer to the other infected the uninfected dog called out. Marie grinned at her false bravado. Marie could easily kill her. Just then the male dashed away. He was faster than Marie could go, what the heck?
Turning to watch him go, Marie was struck by his speed. He closed on the dog within seconds. It must have been a ploy. Clever. So he was smarter than she thought. It still made her mad though that he would make the kill. Marie liked to give them the chance to prove themselves worthy of infection.
She trotted towards the duo, and listened as the male called the dog out on her foolishness. Amusing, but she should be the one doing that. She kept a distance of 5 ft. and placed herself in the position behind the female so that she had nowhere to run.
Tabitha was taken aback by the quick response, she knew now her mistake of stopping. Growling, she studied the Infected male. 'Savage...' She thought, looking at him straight in the eye. Testing her luck she held her head normally, tail raised as well. Jaws parting in a snarl, it was painfully obvious that he was much bigger than her. Maybe even stronger, she wouldn't let it stop her from standing her ground though. Taking a step forward she asked, "and just WHAT do you plan to do? Chase me? Bite me and turn me into your own?". She snorted lightly as the rain got heavier and the clouds blackened more.
Glancing back at the Infected female, her scowl deepened. She for sure wanted to sink her teeth into Tabitha. She turned her attention back to the male but kept her good ear on the female, her muscles tightened.
Dakhma licked his lips, then threw his tail straight up like a flag. If she was going to make the mistake of challenging him to a tussle, he may earn power over the little female even quicker than he had hoped. "I guess I could do both of those, or a multitude of other things..." he snarled, taking no heed to the back up the black female was providing. The infected had a strange urge to spread the infection, almost becoming just a mad, mindless drone of the virus. This urge was strong in the Tower of Silence, he was not often one to side-step his instincts.
He just stood, still poised for action, and continued to make mad noise at her, with each word he became less and less cognizant. "You'll hear them soon, I can tell..." he grumbled, obviously somewhat confused by his current situation. His memories became jumbled as he gave a nervous glance to the populated street he had so hurriedly rushed upon. He couldn't remember being here. He looked past the healthy dog at the black female, who seemed decidedly familiar, but the female before him did not ring a bell. He regained composure, no less confused, and continued. "When did it start raining?" He mumbled, under his breath now as the speech he had at one point prepared escaped his jumbled brain. He lowered his head and snarled, nevertheless infuriated by the intense confusion. "Who are you, are you an idiot? What dog wanders the streets..." his thoughts raced as he struggled to recall the next word, "anymore, I thought all you rats stayed to the sewers where you belong," he spoke with a strange, almost singing cadence.
Marie laughed out loud at the dog's reaction. Tough nut was she? She looked so small next to the male. The male said his own next, and darkened Marie's mood a bit. If he was suggesting a forced mating, Marie would leave. She didn't want to see that.
The male talked on, such a wind bag. He seemed to lose coherence, looking around confusedly. If the female wanted to escape it was now. Marie's jaws slavered at the thought, a reaction she couldn't quell. Slowly the male seemed to remember what he was saying.
"Get on with it." Marie called out. Get on with it before you forget what you're doing again and I take the dog from you.
His display made her uneasy. She did the same thing sometimes. It was infuriating, why must the Virus weaken them as well?
Tabithas' growl got louder, her anger building the longer this continued. The female behind her made escaping impossible. The males jumbled words confused her slightly but when he called her and the others dogs rats she snarled, "Rats! Don't think us lower species!" the insult was infuriating. Her claws scratched the ground below her paws. The heavy rain made her fur stick to her body, causing her to shake her fur briefly.
(ooc: omg, so sorry haha I am totally not talking about rape!! goodness)
He squinted forward at the little female with the big mouth. He was starting not to like her as much, perhaps his search for a pack of sorts to stay out of this stupid war between dogs was misguided here. He grinned, continuing where he left off, as if completely unaware of his brief loss of lucidity. "We could always just use you for food," he spoke, ignoring her silly comment denying that the healthy dogs were not utterly unevolved. "although with such a dirty coat and such boney legs, I'm not sure I'd want to eat you. Might get sick." His voice was teasing as his words danced around aimlessly, biding time for him to make a move.
"Tell you what, if you can survive the fever and itch from the first several days, I won't eat you." He smiled, taking a quick lunge forward, tail twitching as he attempted to startle the girl. His teeth crushed together, grinding as he prepared his long awaited assault.