[Happy?] Reunion [Zane]

[Ria]

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Stepping over the borders wasn't something any smart dog would do. Especially when they were alone. Even the dumbest of pups wouldn't care go outside of their land. It is both dangerous and stupid. But with the air so hot and muggy, food and water were both hard to find. But this did not bring the female Dalmatian over into Skeleton territory. What brought her here was the feeling of familiar surroundings. It had always made her feel sort of at home but she didn't dare go against the rules of her pack. It wasn't that she was afraid to do so, she liked to follow orders; she was good at it.

Even with her obedience, Reign still found a way to jump into things without thinking first. She was not on duty at the moment and was bored. Thus, bringing her into the wrong territory. She was smart enough to stay as close to her side as possible in case she had to run. Fighting would be more ideal to her but in the worse case, Reign would run. Her brown eyes looked around and her ears perked up. There was no one here in the bright sunlight. It seemed odd and yet, calming. The sun brought overwhelming heat to every area of the city. It seemed smart to be hiding from the rising temperature. But Reign loved the warmth and wanted to enjoy it while it lasted. The winter brought on complications no one wanted to experience.

The feeling that surrounded the area was pulling Reign deeper into the Skeleton territory. The graveyard was the place she stopped in. It was eerie and empty. No wind blew, no birds chirped, just how Reign liked it. Although most disliked this eerie feeling but Reign rather enjoyed it. She enjoyed the adrenaline that silence gave her. Silence meant something was about to happen. It also meant there was no way to tell what was going to happen. Reign could concentrate best in the silence. The only sound she heard was the beating of her heart.

word count; 345
comments; Sorry it's short. x: My muse is kind of being drained out a little.

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/r0xfl2.png] the large male stalked across the ground. his spotted form slid through the cover of the trees. big brown eyes watching for any sign of intruders. it was a very hot day; the sun was glaring down, there was no wind and it was the middle of summer. his pink tongue lolled out, falling across his canines. his tongue had a few black spots on it, apparently only his family had it. his mother always told him that it was their mark. he smiled slightly thinking about his mother then shut her out of his mind. he didn't want to think about the old days right now. he was part of the skeleton pack now! the scent of an intruder drifted into his nostrils as he crossed the trail. she-dog. rigormortis pack. his eyes narrowed and he bared his teeth. a smirk plastered to his face. here comes some fun. i've been waiting for this all day! he picked up his pace, following the scent. his long legs carrying him along the scent trail quickly. he hid behind a wall as he spotted the female. dalmatian like himself, nice form, but nonetheless a rigormortis dog and she was trespassing. he ran over, crossing in front of her. his teeth bared as he snapped right in front of her face. a growl escaping his chops. he stood in front of her, legs braced and muscles flexed. they were clearly visible under his black spotted coat. he glared. "what are you doing here female?" the growl was deep and threatening. his narrowed eyes watched the female, she seemed familiar. but not really like he knew her now, like he did long ago. he titled his head slightly to the side then shook his head. the glare returning to his gaze. "you know these are skeleton pack lands, do you not rigor dog?!" word count; 310 tagged; reign