If looks could really kill;;

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Lark
Then my profession would be staring.

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The scenery was very... metallic. Car parts and every kind of scrap metal imaginable was stacked up in rusty, sky-high piles. The glare produced by metal mixing with sunlight could be seen from up too a mile away, blinding those that looked directly at it. This was a perfect place to dump junk from a human's perspective, but also a perfect place for a dog to establish a territory. This promise of territory is what attracted a young German Shepherd who looked like he was already at home in this garbage wonderland.

Lark was resting on a retro, but old and beaten looking couch. It's psychedelic mixture of colors looked faded and the fabric was torn in a multitude of areas. But to Lark, this was his pedestal and he was King. He almost looked regal with the sun shining on his black and tan colored pelt and his ears held up to a perfect point. In a way he had the personality of a King, or more like a Dictator. His coffee colored eyes were always surveying, and always searching for intruders... or bitches, that might just happen to walk into his territory by mistake. He had to admit, he was getting quite bored.

He needed subjects perhaps? No, of course not. He didn't need anyone except himself, especially a bunch of whiny dogs strutting around his trash piles like they owned the place. Nobody owned this place, nobody but Lark, and now it was time for him to patrol his borders. "Ma was so wrong, this definitely beats the house life. Come to think of it, not a thing that ever came out of that bitch's mouth was right. Why did my dad ever settle down with her again?" Lark gave a snickering laugh as he made his way down a trash pile. Today would be a good day in the junkyard.

Muse;; Semi-Working
Word Count;; 310
Status;; Complete

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*give your feet a chance,
they'll do all the thinking~

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A black colored nose was pressed to the ground as the coal and cream colored bitch sniffed around for a good scent to track. Her body was thin, more then it really should have been at these times. Short and swift breaths were being taken, and the lithe looking female often lifted her head to look around, checking if other dogs were there. There was no smell of fear of the female, even though she was alone, and quite small and helpless looking for her age, she still was fearless. A breeze whipped by, running its fingers though Riley's coat and she instantly perked up and flared her nose. A small rabbit sat only a couple of feet away from the thin dog as she instantly silenced her thumping tail and formed her body into what was often known as a crouch. She slowly and silently crept up to the small animal and then when she was only just one step away. Her eyes softened to see it was only a small baby rabbit, but as quickly as they had softened they hardened once again and she jumped through the air. Landing on the ground swiftly, she placed both of her forepaws on the back of the rabbit and then pulled her body closer, digging her claws into it's flesh. An almost devious smile spread across her maw as she heard it scream in pain, her pink tongue crawled along her soon to be crimson covered lips while her eyes flickered.

The idea of the sickly yet sweet liquid was enough to make Riley's eyes flicker with desire. The claw marks in the rabbit were now quickly bleeding as Riley licked the lids of the eyes closed, the poor little rabbit couldn't witness it's own death. Even though it had actually died before she had shut it's eyes. Her white teeth glinted, as if they knew that she was getting yet another meal. She quickly ripped into the small and fragile boned animal, not caring that any of the blood was slowly dripping down her coat. A vicious snarl was quickly emitted as she pulled off the most meat she could and then quickly stood up, licking her chops and then glancing around. After deciding that she had wanted to wander around these lands for a bit, Riley cleaned off her coat and trotted to a large area which held old cars and didn't smell that great. But one thing did, and that was the scent of male. A smirk spread across her maw as she licked her chops of all the excess blood and then walked over to the dog without fear. Her sultry walk was accented with a wiggle of her rump and the tail at the end being raised to curl over her back.

"Oh, wow. I'm pretty lucky I found you here, huh boy? I was oh so lonely."

The smile faded away quickly and became a simple smirk.

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You had it all in your hands, Riley but you threw it away.
Red hair, stilettos; she smells like Chanel, Lark.
Lets bleed a fucking river, everyone’s doing it, 501
Hello? Is this thing on? Crazy Rileyy!

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[Cyanide]

Lark
I'll make you remember the name.

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Lark was enjoying his patrol through the junkyard like a child would enjoy a trip to the candy store. His coffee eyes were ever searching over the piles of junk with sparkling interest. "Humans are so picky. A scratch here or a ding there and they throw it out without a second thought." His fluffier-then average tail gave a slow wag back and forth. "But I guess I shouldn't be complaining." He paused between sentences to admire a rusty car with a still intact leather interior and gave a white-fanged grin. "It went too a good cause after all."

He was quite pleased with everything this "junkyard" had to offer him. His pleasure only increased at the discovery that he had scented no other dogs on the premises. This was a good day for the stubborn, young Shepherd. But one thing seemed to be missing from his perfect day. His rumbling stomach reminded him of the first, food. And his loins reminded him of the second, females. Now if only he had both he would be really set. But even though his heart wanted both equally his stomach protested and won.

Lark walked around the junkyard with his black-colored nose glued too the ground and his tail wagging behind him like a large feather duster. His body moved smoothly with him, like a well-greased mechanical machine. He knew where he'd first look for food and had eyed this place a couple times before for a promising place for rodents and rabbits too hide. The place he was talking about was a pile of rubber, black tires. Tall grass surrounded the bottom of it and it seemed like an ideal shelter for the critters. As he got closer he soon realized he had hit the jackpot, the stench of rabbits was almost overwhelming. He licked his lips as he imagined their taste, but there was something else in the air...

("Oh, wow. I'm pretty lucky I found you here, huh boy? I was oh so lonely.")

He couldn't believe what he was hearing, church bells perhaps? He wasn't quite sure until he turned around after a pause of about a few seconds. His eyes had to be deceiving him, it was a female. And boy, was she the perfect definition of a golden. His coffee eyes sparkled as he starred her down, like a piece of meat in front of a lion. His tail wagged slowly behind him as he watched her smooth, shaking movements. "Why hello there, lonely." He moved a paw forward, placing it down with just a bit too much enthusiasm.

"You know you're in my lands, babe." He let another step forward, this time more gently as his ears pulled back ever so slightly. Something slightly familiar caught his nose coming from her direction, and it wasn't her. It smelled faintly like blood, a tasty type of blood too. Rabbit blood. The Shepherd gave a sly smile as he examined her coat closely. She sure had cleaned up nice, but the stench of rabbit which smelled delicious was still on her breath.

"Enjoying my property as well?"




Muse;; Pretty good! (:
Word Count;; 514
Status;; Complete

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*give your feet a chance,
they'll do all the thinking~

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The grin was still hanging limply along her jaw line as she licked her chops at the sight of the male. "Why hello there, lonely." He spoke as Riley giggled and then sat her ass on the dirty ground. Casually, she glanced around the area, looking at what this place had to offer. There was lots of junk around, but then again, wasn't it a junk yard? Uhh, le duh. So far he didn't ask her for her name, so Riley had already began to favor this male instead of the others. She grinned wider as Riley looked to the ground to see him take a step forward. "You know you're in my lands, babe." Oh really? Well of course she knew that, it stunk of his scent all over. Lets take that back, Riley could scent his aroma. She did like the scent of male. her brown eyes were casually looking over his body, watching as he took another step forward. "Enjoying my property as well?"

"Oh, enjoying it? Well I think it's fine. But you know what would make it better..."

Riley trailed off, taking a few steps closer to the male with her sultry walk. Her steps were light as she rid of the distance between the strangers. At this moment now, Riley was currently about a leg length away from this male, and as she licked her chops he could probably feel her warm breath. There were so many things that went through her mind as she grinned again, and then pulled so close to the male, looking as if she was going to give him a quick like and then pulled away quickly. Riley quickly stood up and then grinned, her tail raised so it was in a perfect curl on her back. Almost as if she had some Akita mixed in her blood. Biting on her lower lip, she glanced around and then grinned at the male.

"So, this is your land here? I like it."

She spoke, acting like she really had no idea. Oh course, she did, but it was always more fun when they thought you weren't as smart as them. she licked her chops for what she promised would be the last time and then walked over to the male once again, moving in so close to his facade that her warm breath was probably fogging up his vision, but not close enough for him to wince.

"Wow, you're so strong."

A murmur escaped her maw as she grinned and scanned over his body, pin pointing out every part that she would want to remember made him a real man. ;] I quick breeze blew by and Riley lifted her head higher as it ran it's fingers through her long coat. Oh, it was getting a bit old for being Summer, but hen again, Riley was always like that with weather.

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You had it all in your hands, Riley but you threw it away.
Red hair, stilettos; she smells like Chanel, Lark.
Lets bleed a fucking river, everyone’s doing it, 487
Hello? Is this thing on? Wow, that sucked balls. Sorry!! D:

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Lark
You're cute when you scream.

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This female sure had a case of the giggles and smiles. Who couldn't around him? So maybe Lark was a bit full of himself, but the more he watched her lick her lips was the more excited he became and the more his straight thinking seemed to drain away. This female wasn't the bubbly and yippy females he was use too when he made his hit and runs, he liked the spice. His eyes didn't leave her body as she proceeded forward. "Oh, enjoying it? Well I think it's fine. But you know what would make it better..."

As she closed the distance between him and was only a few centimeters apart he could feel his lower body ache with his desire. Her movements almost seemed choreographed to his wants. He almost forgot her question, but words didn't seem to be on his mind at the moment. Her breath against his face was, and it smelled appetizing and warm from her earlier meal. But her tease was quick, and as she retreated he blinked his coffee eyes with surprise. "Tease." But did she really know who she was playing with? But he continued to play along as he always did with females. "I like a girl with a crazy tail." He was glad his thoughts were safe from her, but on the outside he continued to keep his grin that spread widely across his face.

"So, this is your land here? I like it." Now at this he truly did perk up more. His tail began to wag once more, a girl admiring a dog's property was something he liked. "Sure, this pile of junk is my land." As she moved closer once more his ears went back against his head. She was so close to him, he could easily tag her now and get what he wanted. "Not yet Lark, hold your cool." He reassured himself and just to be the daring devil that he was he moved his head closer this time, almost touching her nose with his own. "I'm actually going to try to expand them." He said smoothly, almost dancing the words off his lips.

He watched with interest as her eyes scanned his body, she knew how to make a dog happy. She seemed almost trained in the art. But she seemed so young? It almost confused him, but his thoughts were drowned with pictures of her body. "Wow, you're so strong." He gave a snicker at her words. "You haven't seen anything." Another breeze went by and her scent filled his nose. It made his hips almost thrust. Boy, he was excited.

He shook his body, medium-length fur went moving like a wave as he tried to calm himself once more. His tail now dragged towards the ground. "Unless you want me too continue calling you Lonely, I need a name." He said it as sweet as he could, but also with a hint of order. His true nature was coming out, literally. He didn't know how long he could last before he would just jump on her. Lark had impulses and needs that he needed to fill.



Muse;; Dandy
Word Count;; 520
Status;; Complete

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*give your feet a chance,
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Brown eyes lit up as the male's tail wagged. Oh, how fun. "Sure, this pile of junk is my land." Riley glanced around with interest again. Sure, there was just a bit of junk lying around, but it was nice. Her eyes danced happily as she glanced at the male once again. Oh, he sure was a handsome one, alright. And he looked fit enough to suit her. there she went again, thinking that this male actually wanted to breed her. Well, who wouldn't? (xD) "I'm actually going to try to expand them." She let out a smooth gasp and then opened her jaws slightly. "Oh, really?" Brows raised as she grinned and then looked over at the male.

"You haven't seen anything." With that, Riley stood up slowly and stretched out her lean body. As if teasing the male, she then let out a long moan and side lanced at the poor dog who had to restrain himself, oh but not for long. Riley would give it up. She would give it all up for that high that she craved. Ahh, sex. Was that all she knew in life these days? It sure seemed like it. her tail listed as she kept her back paws in place but moved forward into a bow with her front, stretching out her back. Her brown colored eyes squinted in an actually attractive way and then she pulled her body back to where she was standing.

"Unless you want me too continue calling you Lonely, I need a name." Oh, the name game. "Me? Oh darling, you don't need my name to clog your think box." Riley tapped the top of her head with her tail as if showing the dog what she was talking about. Just incase he was like, stupid enough not to know that you use your brain to think and well, it stores all your... mind? Hmm.. maybe think sphere next time. "But I would care to know yours, mister."

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You had it all in your hands, Riley but you threw it away.
Red hair, stilettos; she smells like Chanel, Lark.
Lets bleed a fucking river, everyone’s doing it, 336
Hello? Is this thing on? Not as good as yours. Damnitt

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well that sucked

[Cyanide]

Lark
I'm your problem now.

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"Oh, really?" The Shepherd was quite pleased with how this conversation was going, and it was going somewhere quite fast. He returned her grin with his own devilish smile. His pointed white teeth were glittering in her direction. "Yes, really." He lifted his tail and looked towards the horizon. His coffee eyes were deeply searching in the distance. For once his mind strayed from the female and he started to think more about his territory, and more about himself. Which wasn't surprising. All he cared about was himself.

This pondering of course didn't last long The female's display tore him from his thinking. Her body was moving in a delicious, tempting, and even dangerous way. As he held himself back it seemed like he was dancing in place in an exciting sort of way. He just couldn't keep himself still. "You have to know what you're doing, you just have too..." He hadn't had a female in about a week. A long time in Lark time.

He tried to wait as patiently as possible for her too respond to his name question. Which was quite a hard task for him at the moment. "Me? Oh darling, you don't need my name to clog your think box." He smiled as she said this. He had expected to here a fancy little pet name, something a human would name a pretty dog like herself. But instead she was going to be a hard nut to crack. He didn't like when he didn't get his way, but for some reason he decided to go along with it.

"But I would care to know yours, mister." Lark gave a raise of his brow at this. "Now that wouldn't be fair now would it, Lonely?" He gave her a wink of his eye after he said that. She might be a bit stubborn, but she had no idea how hard-headed he was as well. As his wink faded he put on a sideways grin. It was a devious grin. If she wanted to show off like that she'd have to live up too it.


Muse;; Not that great xD
Word Count;; 346
Status;; Complete

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*give your feet a chance,
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1ST PERSON!

Oh boy, this male would be so fun. My eyes lit up as I giggled at his words. "Yes, really." he spoke his words and I couldn't help but glance at how sharp his teeth looked, and how painful they would be if I tried to run away from a situation I got neck deep in. Don't get me wrong, I would probably sex him. But, what if he wanted to put me through pain instead? I watched as his eyes strayed away from me, and that wasn't a good thing. all attention had to be on me, and nothing else. "Oh, I would love for you to show me around. but do you have anything more... fun in mind?" My voice was slow, as the lyric that escaped my jaw was perfectly traced with the sweetest hint of sugar as I licked her chops.

"Now that wouldn't be fair now would it, Lonely?" haha, my own nick name? Damn, I liked this male. "Well," I mumbled as I placed my tail along his spine and stood up. Slowly, I traced his tail along the bone on his back and then pulled away. "I guess not.." Mumbling softly as I licked my lips slowly, I bit on the lower half of my lip and sat down next to the good smelling male. I looked up to the sky and then glanced away from the dog just to see what this land had to offer. Well, there were lots of places where dogs like us could hide while we got laid. Oh, was I thinking too dirty?

"Well, only because you're soo hot." I winked and then looked back at the male, "I'm Riley. So, lets be fair. Who are you?" My mind raced at possible names that would suit him. But, none filed through my mind, and I just couldn't put a name on him. He was different from the others.

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You had it all in your hands, Riley but you threw it away.
Red hair, stilettos; she smells like Chanel, Lark.
Lets bleed a fucking river, everyone’s doing it, 328
Hello? Is this thing on? Getting worse! D:

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[Cyanide]

Lark
I've got the breath of a last cigarette on my teeth.

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I guess I'll try first person too... xD

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