Wings of an Angel (Caza)

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Oct 21, 2012 20:38:28 GMT -5 @woof said:

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/CazaTableForWoofMiddle.png] Counting in her mind to ten, before announcing she was ready to find her partner, searching and scanning the current area for any sign of a life form in the shape of dog. Sniffing the air and checking the closet and under the beds for Ryker, simply stumped at where the pup could possibly be. After about 15 minutes of looking, she began to get worried, she couldn’t even track a scent. “Ryker, come out now, you win, this isn’t fun anymore.” She said, sitting down and looking around.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/RykerTableForVrancha.jpg] [atrb=cellPadding,10,true][scrolly:h(420),w(140),sy] Ryker smiled. He had won! He squeezed himself out of a furnace, which reminded him of his mother's tight hugs that squeezed the breath out of him. When he popped out of the tight tube-like furnace, and when he appeared, he was covered in soot from his ears to the soft little tip of his tail. "I'm here!," he said enthuisasticall before adding, "I won!" He suddenly yawned, realizing that it was midnight and he was very, very tired. But he didn't want to go to bed. He had an inner battle with his brain before finally coming to the conclusion that he was just too tired to do anything besides sleep. "Hey, Caza, do you wanna go to sleep now? 'Cause I don't but I'm just too tired." [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/CazaTableForWoofMiddle.png] Caza frowned when he came out of the furnace and began bragging, yes, she had bragged, but this was her home, and she had that right, he didn’t have an excuse to talk to her like that. Not liking the way it felt to loose, she sagged a bit, “Whatever.” Walking groggily to her bed and curling her little body into a tight ball on her bed, which was not as comfortable as before since she had given nearly half of her padding to Ryker. Caza was not one to go to bed early, but it was getting late, the moon was shining brightly through the front window, and the sky was pitch black, so she came to the resolution that it had to be sleep time. Wanting someone to talk to is what she had wanted all of her life, but now, she was too tired to speak.

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[Vrancho]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/RykerTableForVrancha.jpg] [atrb=cellPadding,10,true][scrolly:h(420),w(140),sy] Ryker yawned and then trotted over to the mound of plushiness that Caza had prepared for him. He immediately fell asleep, too tired to do so much as tell her good night. He slipped into a fitful sleep, dreaming that he went back home, and his mother grounded him from the outside world for his whole entire life, saying that he was banished to live only inside, where he would have to do chores and take care of his siblings until he perished. He couldn't even go outside to find a mate when he was older! He suddenly woke up in a sweat, shivering at how horrible and harsh that was, and how could he ever live without going outside? He couldn't even take a breath of air, and that was bad! But when he realized that it wasn't real, it was only a dream, he lay back down, sleeping in the fetal position. Then he had a good dream about he and Caza were granted permission to play outside when possible, and they had adventures and so much fun, and once his mother saw how happy he was and once she saw he had made a new friend, he didn't get punished at all, she just welcomed him home, and sat him and Caza down to a warm stew with lamb shops as meat in the stew, and it was delicious. As Ryker was dreaming, he whined happily and snored loudly. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/CazaTableForWoofMiddle.png] Abruptly waking up and walking to the closet to fetch a mouse that she had caught a day or two ago, only to let it sit, uneaten, rotting in a closet, it still tasted okay though, she thought the herself as she scarfed the tail end up. Not wanting to hunt, she quenched her hunger so she would not need to catch fod later on, after that delightful meal, she gulped down some tempid water, letting the crystalline liquid glide down her throat with a warm, caressing feeling.Sighing loudly just before taking a running leap onto her companion to wake up, because frankly, it was time to go. “Wake up, your rent is over, it is time to leave, gather your items.” She was faking being boss

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[Vrancho]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/RykerTableForVrancha.jpg] [atrb=cellPadding,10,true][scrolly:h(420),w(140),sy] The next thing Ryker knew, someone jumped on him. He pulled his lips back in a ferocious snarl, his jaws open, ready to bite back, but just as he was attempting a bite to his attacker's ear, he realized that it was only Caza. He pulled back bashfully. CAZA!," he thundered. "Do you not KNOW that you don't pounce on someone to wake them up?!" He rolled his eyes. His tail was rigid ina stance of dominance, his temper flaring, and his eyes locked on her in an indignant gaze. He truly looked like a tiny warrior, and with the sunrise coming up and shing in through the dirty windows, it looked as if he were engulfed in flames. His classic black and brown German Shepherd markings took on a strikingly handsome look, and to the people who knew him the best, he looked like he was growing up, though it would be quite a while until that happened. Males his age matured at two or three years old, and Ryker was only a puppy. Ryker brought himself back to earth, remembering his rage. But through his cute rage, a smile broke through, like the sun melting away the snow and ice on the last day of winter. He remembered what a wonderful time he had had staying with Caza. It had truly been a joy. "Caza, I know I have to go. But remember our deal. You're gonna go with me to my den, and I'll show mamma I found a friend."

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Notes: WHOOT! I'm getting better at this kinda thing!
Muse: Best it's ever been, thanks to woofie.
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Oct 29, 2012 18:46:57 GMT -5 @woof said:

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/CazaTableForWoofMiddle.png] Caza smirked at her companions blite reaction to her wake up call, "Oops sorry, I guess the kennel doesn't teach you that." Reaction turning bitter instead of humored at the thought of her past, and turning her back to Ryker, head lowered and tail tucked in a position that said, "don't mess with me or i'll hurt you." with his alpha dare, Caza grumbled, he was not the boss, it was her house, her rules. Ears perking "C'mon let's go, I have to be back by lunch." She said, rolling her amber eyes around her head. Notes: Yeah, you are getting better, but some of my posts are over 700 words and you are using HE alot too.

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[Vrancho]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/RykerTableForVrancha.jpg] [atrb=cellPadding,10,true][scrolly:h(420),w(140),sy] Ryker rolled his eyes at the femme's display of dominance to him at his remark when she had pounced on him to wake him up, which was, to Ryker, a little overboard. She could have just pawed him and called to him to get up rather then attacking him, making him instinctivly try to retaliate. But know his ears perked and his tail came up, rigid. He was displaying confidence, for no female would boss the small brute around, though Caza wasn't exactly doing so. The little dude just shrugged her act off and moved towards the door. "Okay, then let's go now. I will lead the way to my den." Ryker went out the door, hoping that Caza was behind him. He yawned a little sleepily, for he was not used to getting up so early, though he knew his parents would have been up for an hour by now. Ryker figured that he probably should start waking up earlier. He cocked his head slightly, wondering how his parents would react to his going away, finding a new friend, and staying overnight at someone's house without permission. The German Shepherd puppy rounded a corner, and soon recognized some landmarks; a small, twisted birch tree, a little stream gushing out between two rocks, and finally, a wooden cross marking the death of a human long ago. "We're almost there," he breathed. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/CazaTableForWoofMiddle.png] Rolling her auburn eyes at Ryker and following his long and far through thick brush, past many houses that were unrecognizable do to the massive amount of damage to them over the past years with no repairation. Ryker seemed to be tiring while Caza was full of energy, it’s what happening when she ran laps every day, she was built and muscular, ready for anything, but meeting other canines was not something she had done regularly, especially parents, other than her own, she didn’t actually know and legal guardians, biological parents, so this was going to be quite interesting, but the female puppy also found it confusing. “Okay, so let me get this straight. You stayed at my house, now I’m going to you house, why exactly?” She asked, trotting forward, barely getting ahead of him, but still letting him lead, for she didn’t know where in the world she was going. Thoughts blurred through her mind, what if this was a trap? Letting out a sigh, and really no caring if it was a trap or not, obviously Ryker wasn’t that smart so it could be impossible for him to build a trap that actually worked perfectly, and devise a plan to use to catch someone. Shaking her head and grumbling and mumbling to herself, the border collie prepared herself for anything. **Carsen paced the den, where was his son? Ryker was rarely allowed to go ut, but he usually snuck out, only to be retrieved by Adessa who always returned her brother to his rightful spot at home. Last night, the male german shepherd puppy was given permission to go outside and play for a little while, it was the next day and there was no sign of his, whatsoever. Carsen, being the worry parent that he was, tried to search for his kin, he spent hours, to find nothing, therefore, he didn’t sleep, so not he was grumpy, and he had more than one reason. Turning his amber gaze to Rosalia, who was sleeping under Carsen’s commands, curled in a tight ball with the other 3 puppies, it was a gorgeous sight, but not as beautiful as it would be with 4 children.

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[Vrancho]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/RykerTableForVrancha.jpg] [atrb=cellPadding,10,true][scrolly:h(420),w(140),sy] Ryker rolled his eyes at the female. He had already answered her question! So the little brute, pink tongue sticking out as he panted, went on through the path to his den. Inside the den, he knew that his parents would be inside, his mother probably cooking, a fire would be there, and his three other siblings would be huddled together, still sleeping. That was the morining routine of their day. Ryker wondered what other families' routines were, what they did, where they went in the early morning. Ryker's mind was often filled with many curious thoughts. He wondered about everything in the world, and how the world opperated. The German Shepherd puppy was never not curious about anything at all! Suddenly he snapped out of his thoughts. Ryker was standing at the entrance to his den. **Rosalia whimpered pitifully in the den, worrying her head off about Ryker, her son that was out there. When was he coming back? Had someone abducted him? Was he coming back at all? Rosalia's eyes filled with tears as that thought came to her mind. Where was her baby boy? Though she had at least three children, theu weren't enough, for it seemed as though he rlife was not complete without Ryker's black and tan pelt mixed with the other puppies as they huddled together for warmth as they slept. Please come home soon, my little munchkin, Rosalia thought. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/CazaTableForWoofMiddle.png] **Carsen’s eyes darted up as he sensed presence in the opening of the den, rounding the corner, his amber gaze met his son, the one who was lost, but was not found, all by himself, looking perfectly fine, but a little bit confused. A low growl exited through the brute’s vocal cords, not a very happy one, his blood was boiling with anger, Ryker was gone, ALL night long, and now he was about to get in trouble. Stomping his paws on the rock ground of the den and storming over to his son, picking him up harshly by the scruff on the end of his neck and beginning to turn, just before he saw another canine, about his kin’s age, sitting there and staring. Instantly dropping the black and tan pup to hear the story of what happened, Carsen sat, cocking his head. “Well son, what’s your excuse this time?” ** Finally, they reached the small den, but when they did, Caza stopped and sat while Ryker walked blankly into the open cave, not seeming to know what exactly he was doing, so slyly, the femme sat, licking her paws and waiting for something to happen, but frankly, she was terrified when her budy was knabbed by a large black dog, only to be dropped back on the ground abruptly, it must be his father. When the brute spoke, it was quite deep, and she chose not to speak, for she didn’t know what to say around him, if they were lying or telling the truth, but really, the german shepherd hadn’t done anything wrong in the border collie’s mind.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/RykerTableForVrancha.jpg] [atrb=cellPadding,10,true][scrolly:h(420),w(140),sy] **Rosalia heard a scuffling of light feet, which could be any of her pups walking around, but when she heard Carsen's voice adressing his one of his sons at the entrance of the cave, she hoped that it was Ryker. She drew nearer to Carsen and sniffed, recognizing Ryker's scent as she confirmed that he had finally returned. The blind white shepherd rushed over to her long lost son, smothering him in licks with her great pink tongue. "Ryker! Where have you been, you crazy little rascal?" Rosalia was laughing and crying at the same time, the salty tears rolling down her cheeks; her cheeks then turned bright red with embarassment as she smelled that there was a second little munchkin at the enrance, probably a friend of Ryker's. Rosalia turned questioning him with her eyes. **Ryker looked at the ground, ashamed at himself for not telling them where he was going, but then if he had told them, they wouldn't have let him go, would they? Now the little brute looked up determinedly into his father's bright amber colored eyes, which were a great contrast to his pure black features. "Father, this here is Caza. I wandered around until I found her house, and she let me stay there." He didn't mention the part about he had to pay to stay. "It was too dark to return, so that's why I stayed." Then Ryker braced himself for the punishment that would surely follow. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/CazaTableForWoofMiddle.png] **Yes, Carsen was planning on punishing his son for his un-thoughtful actions, for he should have known to return home before dark, but at least he had done the correct thing by staying somewhere safe during the dark hours, also, he had made a friend in the process, something that he could possibly need in the future. Lightly smiling, trying to get over his anger, and embracing his kin with a nuzzle and a lick down the back, before turning all his undivided attention to the Black and White Border Collie Puppy, named Caza. “And you must be Caza? Thank you for letting our son stay in the safety of your home.” Taking a peak around the corner of the den and scanning the area for any signs of parents to the puppy, only to find none whatsoever, now this was a bit confusing. **Caza stood still, trying not to interrupt their greetings but waiting anxiously to leave and go back to her nice, cool house of a town hall. Letting her pastel pink tongue flop from her maw in attempt to cool her eating body from the exhausting temperatures, the puppy allowed her thoughts to venture away, only to be inturupted by the baritone cords of Ryker’s father. “Um yeah, I’m Caza. Your Welcome, I guess.” She said, tilting her head in the opposite direction than before.

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[Vrancho]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/RykerTableForVrancha.jpg] [atrb=cellPadding,10,true][scrolly:h(420),w(140),sy] Ryker rolled his eyes. Would the expected punishment be bestowed upon him? Would he be punished. The little brute's eyes were livid with fear, and then his emotions turned to anger. Why was his father going to be angry with him; because Ryker had already punished himself enough, as he was angry at himself for going away from his family. He was already punishing himself, and his family was going to punish him anyways. Did they even care about him?Ryker stared bitterly at his father, not even aware that he was being a spoiled snob. He whined, feeling self-pity. Sighing, he lay down with his head on his paws, waiting for his punishment to be chosen and spoken, and waiting for someone to tell him to stop running away at morning. [/scrolly]

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I gave Caza up for adoption so Vrancho, could you please put-FINISHED- in the title so callie can delete it??