moving through a wildfire; open!

[Callie,]

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[` Shak`alaka ...]

Ah, the glass was so.. bloody. That was her fault, though.

Dark brown eyes scanned the bloody mess infront of her, a young german shepherd juvenile laying limply on the floor, blood still spilling forth from his torn neck. A sick grin tugged back the doberman's lips. She had always been a killer.

"Silly, silly boy.. thinking you could beat me," She grinned, jumping over the body with ease, though she slipped a bit in the blood that had pooled around him. The broken glass sliced mercilessly at her paws and ankles as she slid a bit across the floor, earning a wince from her. She eventually stumbled to a stop, and lifted her paws to inspect the damage. Nothing too bad.. but it hurt, that was for sure. Blood trickled between her toes, swushiy sickeningly with each step she took. Over the metallic scent of blood, it was hard for her to pick out the smell of another, so instead she saw her first.

Akani came to a stop, ears perking up to see the new dog. Dalmation.. and she looked.. flawless. Another grin grew. She could rip that flawlessness apart and the snap of a finger. But.. she decided against it, instead to go meet this new dog. She trotted forward, soon coming to a stop and saying, "Hello there." She couldn't help though, that her voice still had that eerie sweet tone to it, a mask of her true intentions.

[Callie,]

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[` Shak`alaka ...]

She responded to my greeting kindly, and it almost sickened her. Ohh, such a happy tone.. she wanted to kill her already. But, for now, she restrained herself. She noticed her eyes set on her bloody paws and pelt, and again, it made her grin. "I'm sorry, I look quite.. murderous, don't I?" She asked, rolling dark eyes a bit. She took a few steps closer, bloody paw prints trailing her as her wounds were still bleeding. She got quite close to the dalmation, lifting her head high, looking proudful. "Nice to meet you." She lied. She didn't particularlly like the girl, but.. eh, why not play around for a bit?

[Callie,]

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[atrb=background,http://i55.tinypic.com/209g7z8.jpg] [scrolly:h(188),w(390),sy] This female was begining to grow on Calliope's nerves. She was acting to dark, using all the wrong words. She was definetly a killer, Calliope decided this. That explained the blood and the dark attitude. But Calliope wasn't scared, she could easily outrun this female if needed. This female would more than likley slip on her own bloody feet. Smiling Calliope nodded, "You do seem quite murderous. However I am not scared dear, it takes a lot to make fear creep into my heart." It seemed the female was being nice to her, but it was all fake. Calliope could see right through the act. As the female grew closer, Calliope didn't flinch. When greeted, Calliope simply nodded her head. She didn't trust this female at all. She wanted to take a snap at her now, but that probaly wasn't the best idea. But she'd have the upper hand. Her paws weren't hurt like the other females. She would have an advantage if a battle did ensue. ----- OOC a bit of writers blcok if you can't tell. [/scrolly]

[` Shak`alaka ...]

She could tell she was annoying her, and really, it amused her. Quite a bit. Another grin grew on the doberman's maw, eyes narrowing. Bloody paws stepped in place anxiously. Oh how much she wanted to tear into this dog, let her bleed her life out on the floor.. oh, she was getting excited just thinking about it! Her teeth were cold from the lack of warm blood to cover them now, her mouth in general was cold without the thick, warm liquid coating her throat. She hungered for flesh, and blood was like wine to her, it made her crazy. She lost it, wanted more if even a drop were to fall on her lips. Her eyes focused on the female's own, the hunger groaing as she parted her jaws and spoke.

"You do seem quite murderous. However I am not scared dear, it takes a lot to make fear creep into my heart."

Akani grinned. "Who said I was trying to scare you?" She asked darkly, taking a step forward. "I was only trying to be polite," Paws carried her closer to the female, eyes narrowed as if she took her eyes away for a moment the dog would be gone. It happened alot, when she looked away they ran. Such fools, running was useless. It would only get them so far, they'd have to stop eventually. And when they did, she would surely be there to make them regret it. Akani stopped behind the canine, eyes focusing on her eyes still. "Tell me young one.. you name, is?"

OOC ;; Sorry this took so long! I got distracted. :P