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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 15, 2009 0:31:54 GMT -5
Yuppp....I am sick and bored, so I am going to write the second part of "Finding Flo" It wasn’t working. For the past three months Charlie struggled to try and make himself love Flo. It just wasn’t happening. Every day he would wake up wishing he was next to Sasha. Flo tried her best to make him happy, but frankly, he just wanted to be alone. As Charlie lay in against the cool alley ground, pondering his unhappiness, he caught an all to familiar scent. Annabelle. He closed his eyes in frustration. When he finally got some time away from Flo, Annabelle just had to interrupt. “Charlie?†whispered Annabelle’s milky voice in his ear. Charlie snorted and opened one eye lazily. “What do you want?†he growled. “I just want to see if your okay…Flo came to see me…she’s worried. You barely talk. Rarely eat.†“Why wont you two just leave me alone!†Snapped Charlie. “We care about you…Flo really loves you Charlie.†said Annabelle. “Yeah, well, I don’t love her. Believe me, I’ve tried.†At this Annabelle laughed. “You haven’t tried. All you’ve done is wallow in you self-pity. Do you have any idea how hard she works to take care of you! She’s not young like you Charlie. She hasn’t been to heaven, she’s getting older. It’s hard for her. And you treat her like garbage!†“Well then maybe she’s better off without me.†hissed Charlie, and with that, he turned and ran. Away from Annabelle. Away from Flo. He made up his mind then. He was never coming back. More soon
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 15, 2009 1:23:01 GMT -5
Charlie stopped running only after he was sure Annabelle had not followed him. He did not want her trying to drag him back. He was going far, far away from both Annabelle and Flo. Charlie did not know where he was going, but it really didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. AS the sun bean to rise, Charlie began to tire. He had only been walking for about an hour, but somehow, each step felt like he was dragging a huge weight behind him. As he settled down to sleep, he heard a muffled snap of a breaking stick. On instinct, he sprung up snarling. “Whoa there, big guy.†cooed a familiar sarcastic voice. “Scott?†asked Charlie, surprised. “And Ginger.†Added a second voice. Two dogs, a black and white mutt, and a pretty Nova Scotia Retriever emerged from the foliage. “We caught your sent about ten minutes back. Figured we’d check it out.†said Ginger. “How have you been since…Sasha…?†“I’m okay. I left Flo though. I couldn’t stand it.†The three dogs stood uncomfortable in the clearing. They all remembered what happened that fateful night. They would never forget it. “Well,†said Scott, nervously breaking the ice, “Ginger and I are heading up north, out of the city.†Out of the city? Thought Charlie, Exactly what he planned to do himself. “Why?†Charlie inquired. “Well,†said Ginger, “Scott here feels that the city is to boring for him. He wants to head up to the north to find a wolf by the name of Frost. It’s said she’s planning something. Something big She‘s creating a army of some sorts.†“Yes,†continued Scott, smiling slyly. “And you can bet your life I’m going to be there to help her…And then of course, take over her empire. Could you imagine what I could do with an army Charlie? An ARMY!†Ginger rolled her eyes, “We, Scott. What WE could do with an army.†“Whatever helps you sleep at night.†retorted Scott. Ginger drew back her lips in a snarl. Both dogs postures tensed as they prepared for the possible fight. Desperate to break the tension, Charlie intervened with a question. “Could I come with you two? I need to get out of the city.†“Sure,†said Scott, “ As long as I get half the food you find.†“Whatever.†answered Charlie, he was in no mood to argue semantics. “Can we rest now though I‘m dead tired? Travel at sunset?†“Naw,†sneered Scott, “ You can manage.†Charlie sighed. Scott’s attitude was as lovely as ever.
Meanwhile…Annabelle was telling Flo, Itchy and Bess of Charlie’s departure.
“What!?†Gasped Itchy, “He LEFT.†“Its all my fault,†moaned Flo, “ If I had just-†Bess interrupted her, “You did the best you could hon. No one in this world could have made him happy.†“Sasha could…†whispered Flo tearfully. “Stop it Flo.†pleaded Annabelle. “None of this is your fault.†Flo sighed and warily stood up. “ I guess I should have suspected it. I mean, what am I compared to her?†With that, Flo turned and started walking away. “Where are you going?!†“Back to the old church to live with Peggy, Annabelle.†“Your not going after Charlie?†asked Itchy. “Noâ€
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 15, 2009 2:50:53 GMT -5
Scott and Ginger were walking about a dozen yards away from Charlie, just out of earshot. “This is too perfect!†Hissed Scott, “After I take care of Frost and become leader of her army, I can kill Belladonna, and Charlie. The stupid mutt walked right into my paws. I can’t believe he was stupid enough to trust us!†Ginger smiled, “Don’t forget the flying nun. She gets to die too.†Scott nodded. Soon he would be the leader of the whole country-side, as well as the city. Wolves and dogs like would bow down before him. With Charlie, Annabelle and Belladonna out of the way, no one could stop him. The world was as good as his. “Shall we kill him now?†asked Ginger, her eyes glimmering in excitement. Scott loved the look she got before a kill. That was one of the things he loved about Ginger; she enjoyed killing as much as he did. “Not yet,†purred Scott, brushing his side against her soft flank. “He may come in handy later.†Ginger sighed in disappointment. “You got me all excited.†she complained, delicately nipping at Scott’s black-tipped ears. “You want excitement?†asked Scott. With one swift movement, he lept onto Ginger, pushing her to the ground, before bounding away. Ginger sprung up and dashed after him, determined to get her “revengeâ€. But before she could catch up, a strong scent hit both of their wet noses. “Hurry up Charlie.†Hissed Ginger, as Charlie warily jogged up to them her and Scott. “What is that?†asked Charlie, sniffing deeply. “Wolf.†said Scott with a smirk. “We’ve found Frosty.†“Or more like, we found you!†Snarled a big black wolf, backed up by two others. The black wolf lunged at Scott, but Scott was too quick. He grabbed the wolf by the throat and tore the jugular. He smiled as the warm blood gushed down his face. “Who’s next?†he asked as he turned towards the two remaining wolves. The wolves decided that they valued their lives over their pride, and turned tail to run back to their pack. “Now what?†asked Charlie, who had taken a few steps away from Scott. He had forgotten how crazy he was. “Now we wait.†said Scott, settling down as Ginger eagerly licked the moist blood from his muzzle. Sure enough, about ten minutes later, the scent of wolf returned. “Show yourselves.†Snarled Scott. “If you wish.†said a soft, feathery voice. A lone white she-wolf appeared. Her walk was so graceful, it seemed as though she was floating as she walked towards the three dogs. Charlie watched in amusement as Scott’s eyes raked her perfect body with unmistakable lust. She was admittably the most beautiful canine Charlie had ever seen. Her long, pure white fur shimmered in the evening sun. the shadows accenting her soft face. As she walked, you could see the rippling of her muscles in her slim frame. “Are…Are you alone?†stuttered Scott, trying hard to focus on his sentence rather than her. “Yes,†she said, her icy blue eyes fixed on Scott “I am perfect capable of taking care of myself…And I wouldn’t really mind you coming closer to me…even if it was for an attack…†This was to much for Ginger, with a howl of rage and jealousy, she sprung at the white wolf. Before she had even come close to her neck, the white wolf struck Ginger down, sending her sprawling. Scott ignored the injured Ginger to step closer to the Wolf. Charlie noticed a flash of intense hatred burn through Ginger’s tawny eyes. “Who are you.†Asked Scott. “Why, I’m Frost,†answered the white wolf silkily, “Leader of the northern pack. Who are you and your friends?†“I am Scott, leader of the city dogs, and they are Charlie and Ginger.†“I’m his girlfriend.†hissed Ginger. Frost ignored her, and said “Well, Scott. Do you want to see my base camp?†Without waiting for an answerer, she turned and trotted off. Scott eagerly followed behind her. Charlie slide up next to him, “Enjoying the view.†“You bet.†panted Scott. Ginger let out a low snarl. Suddenly this plan wasn’t looking so good for her.
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Post by wonderdog on Feb 15, 2009 7:21:17 GMT -5
Aw, poor Ginger! But you forgot something about Scott. Whoever he loves, he goes for. But I think he still likes Ginger somewhere... right? I feel so sorry for Ginger now Oh, and you might wanna see my little update I put in today... tell you a little secert about Scott but pleeeeeeeeeease let Ginger and Scott stay together! Oh, heres an idea! Another wolf is Frost's boyfriend and... stuff so Scott tries to apopligize to Ginger but she's too sad and angery so Scott gets upset for the first time! Just my little idea is all...
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Post by MatKearneyFan on Feb 15, 2009 21:13:29 GMT -5
Great story but there are some weird type of words that are making the sentences kind of confusing. Can you get rid of them? I'm just confused that's all.
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 16, 2009 1:34:44 GMT -5
Aw, poor Ginger! But you forgot something about Scott. Whoever he loves, he goes for. But I think he still likes Ginger somewhere... right? I feel so sorry for Ginger now Oh, and you might wanna see my little update I put in today... tell you a little secert about Scott but pleeeeeeeeeease let Ginger and Scott stay together! Oh, heres an idea! Another wolf is Frost's boyfriend and... stuff so Scott tries to apopligize to Ginger but she's too sad and angery so Scott gets upset for the first time! Just my little idea is all...
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 16, 2009 1:41:17 GMT -5
Im typin this from my phone, so i just wanted to make sure my message to wonderdog posted. dont worry, scott and ginger will not break up...at least not for good.lol. And about the wierd typos, the computer turned all my quotation marks all funny. Ill try n fix dat later
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Post by wonderdog on Feb 16, 2009 8:54:10 GMT -5
Good! I would hate it if they broke up
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 19, 2009 11:39:27 GMT -5
After a few minutes of swift walking, the Frost halted. She stopped in front of a rocky wall. It rose almost ten feet in the air. “What is this…And how do you plan to pass it? Fly?†scoffed Ginger. Obviously pleased that Frost had encountered an obstacle. “Oh this is just a the entrance to my pack’s headquarters.†said Frost, and she pushed aside one of the rocks to reveal a stony tunnel. “It helps to provide defense in case of attack.†Ginger’s face fell as Scott nodded his approval. “So how do we get through it?†snapped Ginger, impatiently. “Simple.†Said Frost, and she walked up to the wall. Frost pushed against a study looking boulder. Her slim frame shuddered with the effort, but sure enough, the boulder slid away, revealing a dark tunnel. “Come on.†Said Frost, as she disappeared into the dark. “Maybe it’s a trap!†hissed Ginger, backing away. “Don’t be stupid.†snarled Scott. “If she wanted us dead, she would have sent back part of her army to kill us.†With that, the black and white mutt dove into the tunnel. Ginger still stood hesitantly at the opening. The last thing she wanted was to follow that Frost wolf anywhere. Charlie sat down next to her. “You afraid?†he asked. “Of course not you flea bitten scoundrel.†she snapped, and she reluctantly entered the tunnel. Charlie followed her in. He felt rather bad for her. Frost had stolen Scott’s attention. And that was about the only thing Ginger valued. Now that Scott was losing interest, Charlie could see her desperation. It was hard to see in the darkness of the tunnel. But he followed the sweet scent of Frost, and the not so sweet scent of Scott, until he and Ginger reached where the other two dogs had stopped. “It’s a dead end!†yelped Ginger, “A trap!†Frost didn’t even answer. She just pressed herself against another rock, which gave way to reveal the soft light of the day. When Charlie walked out he gasped. So did Ginger and Scott. In the massive clearing, rested hundreds of wolves and dogs alike. The average pack may contain around seven canines. This was more dogs than Charlie had even seen in Heaven. Frost turned to a large grey wolf and said, “Make sure the guards close the boulder entrances. My guests and I are going up to my den. We will need fresh meat. Have the Hunters fetch a nice deer and some rabbit.†The wolf nodded and took off. As the group climbed up a ramp that lead to Frost’s den, Charlie took the opportunity to talk to the white wolf. “Frost,†he asked, “What exactly are you building an army for?†She smiled, “I will tell you later.†Charlie nodded. It didn’t really matter anyways. Now that he was out of that city, away from Flo, he already thought of Sasha less. Flo. What had happened to her? he wondered. Had she been angry? Did she hate him? No. She was too good for hate. She was a real sweetie. Always there for him. She would probably take him back, even now. And to be honest, the thought of curling up to Flo’s warm body did entice him. He was tired, and cold. But he could never go back now. The dogs finally came to an outcropping ledge that overlooked the whole clearing. In the back of the spacious ledge was a cave, for shelter. “Whitethroat.†called Frost as she sprawled out on the sun warmed ground. At her command, a massive black wolf appeared out of her den. He was easily twice the size of Frost (who was very small for a wolf, about the size of a medium-built husky). The reason for his name was quite obvious. Across his neck was a thick dash of pure white. As the large wolf approached Frost, he lowered his tail in a sign of submission. It stunned Charlie that such a small wolf had control over this Great Dane sized brute. “Frost,†said Whitethroat, “Nuka was caught stealing food from the stores, again.†Frost shook her head, “Bring him up. I can give our guests a show.†“With pleasure.†answered Whitethroat with a smile. Sorry it took soooo long
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 19, 2009 11:42:14 GMT -5
*Note* If anyone has a character of thiers they want in this (It may only be a brief role though) please ask =D
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Post by wonderdog on Feb 19, 2009 12:13:50 GMT -5
Well, I'm not asking but I do have a wolf character you might wanna use as a character His name is Jack (I beleive you drew him for me once) just in case you wanna use him, and your free too. And you can use Britany or Mitch etc. in "Every mutt has its dreams" if you wanna.
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 20, 2009 11:24:56 GMT -5
"While we are waiting, why dont you tell me a bit about yourselves." sugested Frost. "When you get to answer are questions?" asked Charlie. "Of course." yawned Frost, stretching her lean body. Seeing his chance to impress the she-wolf, Scott began to boast of all his acomplishments. Charlie took the chance to scoot closer to Ginger and ask,"How is Scott planniing to kill Frost?" Ginger curled her lips in a sneer, "I don't think HE plans to kill her," she whispered, "But I certainly do." A low gowl indicated Whitethroat's return. He was practically dragging a skinny wolf hybrid up the stone path. The dragged dog's eyes glistened with fear. He smelt of it to. Whitethroat snorted in discust as he dumped the cur at Frost's delicate white paws. "Im so sorry Frost." screeched Nuka, shaking in terror. "You are hungry?" She asked. "No." said Nuka, clearly confused. "Then why did you take the extra meat." "Oh...I was really hungry then...there is barely enough food for all of us...Automn is starting. Prey is getting scarce." "Are you questioning my decisions?" "No of course not..." Frost turned and gave her guests a little smile before turning around and leaping at Nuka. Before the unfortunate dog could move, Frost had twisted her head sideways and snapped her jaw shut on Nuka's face, making sure her teeth peirced his eyes. Blinded, howling in agony, Nuke staggered back, blood spurting from his useless eyes. Blood slattered across Frost's pure white fur. Charlie stood in hock of the cruelty as she slowly tortured the pathetic, blind dog. She would come up, painfully napping at his heels, only to attack another place when he turned to defend himself. Charlie was horrified at the excited expressions on Frost's, Ginger's and Scott's faces. Whitethroat's face remained forever neutral. Finally, when Frost had finished her little game, and Nuka was reduced to a bloodly heap of broken bones and ripped flesh, did shehave the decency to end his misery. With one swift snap, Frost ripped his throat. She looked up. Her pelt was completely covered in blood, which had begun to dry in maroon spikes. Charlie relised that he was dealing with the a canine crazier than Belladonna. He could imagine the heart attack that Annabelle would have if she saw this monster. "Frost?" asked a voice from the stony path, "I have your food." "Thank you Snowy. Leave it here, and dispose of Nuka, then return to your guard duties." Snowy nodded and retrievered Nuka's body before departing. "Dig in." said Frost. Charlie was to sickened to eat, so he just at back as Ginger, Scott and Whitethroat began tearing hunks of meat from the deer' haunches. Frost saw Charlies discust, and walked up to him. "It's necissary to kill like that," she sighed, "I have to control over two hundred wolves and dogs. The only weapon I have is fear. "What could be worth it?" asked Charlie. Frost smiled, "Im taking over heaven." Scott froze. "What." he snapped. "Think of it. The power to grant life, and death." she smiled. "Your crazy." snorted Scott, "I've TRIED taking over heaven. It just doesn't work. It's HEAVEN, for christ's sake!!!" "Ohhh, I've got a plan." said Frost. "Care to enlighten us?" growled Ginger, "because franckly, I just think you ate one to many lead bars as a pup. Insane." Frost ignored Ginger, which severly annoyed her. "I could bring back the dead, kill the living. I would BE God!!!!." "Wait." barked Charlie, "Bring back the dead?" "Yes." Sasha. Thought Charlie. Whatever he thought about this crazy she-wolf, he had to help her take over heaven. Even Annabelle didn't have the power to bring Sasha back. But Frost would. She could bring him back his love.
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At the old church, Flo lay curled up against Peggy's grave. Between the months of caring for Charlie, and now this, her coat had recieved no maitnance whatsoever, and was hanging in dirty, matted clumps. She looked horrid. But she didnt care. She wouldn't get up for anything. Not even as she heard Itchy, Bess and Belladonna trotting up the church path, did she attempt to move. "Flo." called Annabelle. "Something horribly has happened." "To Charlie?" asked Flo, panic entering her eyes. "Well, no." said Bess. "But Annabelle's just found out, there is a group of wolves trying to take over Heaven!" Even though Flo was depressed, she could not lay here when something that catostrophic was occuring. She lept up. "How!" "This wolf named Frost has built an Army." "But there i no way she could get into Heaven!" said Flo. Annabelle shivered, "She has Charlie...he...he knows where Gabriel's Horn is...he can break open Heaven." "But he wouldn't do that!" gasped Flo. "To get Sasha he would." whispered Itchy.
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haha i noticed earlier I said "flo went to live with peggy...well...i kinda killed peggy so that would be impossible XD haha so i had to fix that
PS snow has a larger part later, abd I am using Jack the wolf
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Post by wonderdog on Feb 20, 2009 12:31:17 GMT -5
Thats cool, use him if you want! Heres a few tips on Jack the Wolf: Geniually good looking wolf Shy Super strong and when he gets mad he can get really savage Smart
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Post by charlielovesflo on Feb 22, 2009 12:14:16 GMT -5
"What if we went to talk to him?" asked Bess. "Surely-" "No." interupted Flo. "Nothing we can say will get him to realize that he has to let her go." Annabelle shook herself in frustration, "We need to get Charlie before he tells Frost where the horn is. We CANNOT let heaven fall!!!" "It would take an army to break through Frost's defenses." sighed Itchy. "WAIT!" yelped Bess, "Scott could help us...he can do ANYTHING. He even took down Belladonna." Annabelle looked down at her paws, eyes clouding over in hopelessness, "Scotts with Frost." she whispered. "We're screwed." gasped Itchy. Annabelle nodded. As much as she hated it, she couldn't think of anything that could stand a chance against Frost, Scott and the wolf army. Sure, she could round up a few city dogs, but it would all be useless in the end. The enemy was simply to strong. Flo squeezed her eyes shut, thinking. Something had to be able to help them. She knew what Sasha meant to Charlie, but there was no way he could take down all of heaven and give then put it in the paws of Frost and Scott. That would be chaos. Suddenly Flo had an idea. "I think I know where we can get an army..." said Flo. "What?!" exclaimed Annabelle. "Belladonna had an army of fifty Borzoi dogs...She chose that breed for a reason...they are the strongest dog breed, were bred to fight wolves. Its not much compared to Frosr's army of over two hundred, but at least its a start." "Do you know where these Borzois are?" asked Annabelle. "Yes. They---and their leader Yassen---live in Belladonna's old mansion."
Meanwhile....
Scott had finished munching on his meal, and he padded up to lay beside Frost. At this, both Whitetroat and Ginger tensed. Frost sighed, "My plans perfect. Besides that I can't figure out how to get into Heaven..." She shook her head in distress before curling up closer to Scott. Scott, who was visibly very pleased, puffed ut his chest and gently licked the side of Frost's face. "Im surrreee a wolf as smart as you will find a way..." he purred, eyes gleaming. "Actually," said Charlie. "I know how to get into Heaven." Frost sprung up and padded over to Charlie, "Oh really?!" she smiled, flicking her tail, brushing it against Charlie's scruff. Ginger rolled her eyes and hissed, "At least I get what I want due to skill, not flirting." Frost once again ignored her, "So Charlie. How could I get into Heaven?" "Well," he said, "There's this horn. I could get it for you. It opens the gates to Heaven." "Oh could you!" whimpered Frost in excitement. Her eyes sparkled as she pranced around Charlie estaticly. Whitethroat, tired of Frost's advances on the other two males, stepped forewards, "I should go with him. Just in case." "Oh Whitethroat." laughed Frost, "Nothing will happen, but siut yourself and accompany Charlie. I will stay with Scott." That caused Whitethroat and Ginger to let out a small snarl. "Let's all go." growled Ginger icily. No way was she allowing Frost more alone time with Scott. "Sure. But we will leave in the morning. I'm tired. Whitethroat, escort them to thier den." Whitethroat nodded and started down the path, Charlie, Scott and Ginger following. "So Whitethroat," sneered Scott, "Why don't you get me a nice rabbit while your "escorting" us." "You wish dog. I only take orders from Frost." Scott pounced on Whitethroat from behind. The larger dog was thrust to the ground, and Scott quickly got a grasp on his throat before he could struggle. "You'll listen to me brute. Or you'll be known as "no-throat"." snarled Scott. Whitethroat curled his lips in defiance but dared not disagree. This dog was more dangerous than most of the wolves he worked with. Scott allowed the indignate wolf to rise, before repeating his demand. "Rabbit. NOW." Severly pissed off, Whitethroat bounded off to fetch Scott his food.
Back in the city....
Flo stopped ouside the mansion that used to be Belladonna's home. Two large Borzois guarded the entrence. "What do you want?" inquired one, she was mostly white, with onr darks brown spot over her eye, and another ginger dash on her flank. "May we speak to Yassen?" asked Annabelle, "please, its urgent." The other Borzoi nodded, an turned to his partner, "They are not a threat. Take them to Yassen, Mitya." Mitya nodded and pushed one of the large doors open with her extremely thin, but muscled foreleg.
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Post by wonderdog on Feb 22, 2009 17:04:00 GMT -5
Nice... I really like it so far, can't wait for more updates And if your looking for fight ideas... well... check out my next part in my story, its at a cliff-hanger
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