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Post by Akira on Jan 19, 2010 19:25:03 GMT -5
It's summer, the city isn't as stifling hot as before which makes people walk outside more. Dog catchers are out more openly and meat is less scarce though of course you can always try the food carts. Dog gangs are on the look out for enemies, friends and recruits, you best watch out too...killing isn't uncommon in this rough world.
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Post by Mosseh on Jan 22, 2010 22:54:23 GMT -5
Willabee stuck his head out an alley, his mouth watering as he spotted a food cart. He could smell the hot dogs. He's just managed to get a sandwich and some crackers out a trash can, but he was still hungrey and the hot meat was begging him out into sight.
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Post by Mosseh on Jan 25, 2010 15:14:12 GMT -5
Willabee crept out. The edge of a string of hot dogs was hanging out and he took another step. His tongue lulling out with anticipation. The human managing the cart turned to nod and point to the human buying food. Was he giving them directions. This was his chance. Willabee ran across the sidewalk and ceased the first hot dog pulling out along string of them and running. He could hear the humans yelling after him. He dashed across a street, nearly getting hit and disappeared into an alley with his victorious catch.
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