can't wait to BURN IT DOWN! [Orion/Open]

[SMIFFAGRIFF]

down with the moral majority

[atrb=width,400px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true] "On our adventure, Lee stalks through the night, silent as a snake, sharp as a hawk! He crosses the boarder into territories unknown, filled with wild beasts and things ready to kill!" Though really, he wasn't being very stealthy. Lee knew that, of course, but what could a puppy like him do? He had no brothers or sisters to play with, so getting in trouble like this was what he was best at. Besides, he was pretty sure no one in the Tempest Pack would notice or care if he came waltzing into their cemetery. If he had to, he could always say he was Dawn's pup. They couldn't have forgotten how she fought on Tempest's side during the huge battle before his birth... right? His tail drooped at that thought. His father had fallen in that battle... Fenris.... I wonder what he was like? Lee pondered idly. I wonder if I'll ever be that brave! But, he then realized that he really was already! I mean, he was venturing into lands he wasn't even supposed to be in, right? Mind you, it was for his little game, for shits and giggles and an extra laugh because all Leonardo knew how to do was act like a fool... but-- Pawsteps alerted him to the presence of another, cutting off his thoughts. With a sneer fit for the devil, Lee dropped to the ground and crept behind a tombstone. Oh he was gonna give this sucker a big surprise! And the shadow master Lee finds his first target! he narrated in his head, resisting the urge to laugh and blow his cover before he even got to pull off his little "attack." "BONZAI!" he shouted, leaping forward at a dog that looked surprisingly a lot like him. Of course, he wouldn't notice just yet. It would only be after he landed in a heap with the other black wolf that he would take note of their similarities... that is, if he even survived after this stupid game of his was over.

'cause i wanna be the minority

words: 340 || tagged: pickles :3 || notes: he's not bright |D
(( CODED BY SMIFF! DO NOT STEAL! ))

[♥Picasso]

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[atrb=background,http://i41.tinypic.com/30k6nv6.jpg,true] The sun was hot in the sky, which wasn't a good thing for the ebony wolf cub who was trying to stay in the shade of the copse of trees surrounding the graveyard. Squinting up at the electric blue sky, Orion grimaced in disgust. Heat really wasn't his thing, especially with his thick pelt that was growing by the day. Lolling out his tongue, Ori averted his gaze to his surroundings. After the wet weather they had had the month before, this contrast was astounding. Rain had poured non-stop for weeks last month, saturating the grass beneath his feet and flooding many parts of the city. Now, the dirt was completely dry and the trees and plants were flourishing with life. How the weather acted in odd ways. Looking around to make sure there was no one around, Orion began to walk between the corroded, crumbling gravestones. As Ori got older, he was able to walk further without being clumsy or tripping. He was gradually learning how to get his bearings as a dispraxic wolf. Orion was glad that he was able to get away from his mother and siblings now. He was still only four months old, and had plenty of growing to do before he was big enough to be away from his mother altogether, but at least he didn't have to stick by her side constantly. Orion wasn't one for closeness or familial love. Orion was very much a loner at heart, even if he was a member of the Tempest Pack. Just as Ori began to get lost in his thoughts, a black figure jumped out in front of him, yelling at the top of his lungs. Shocked and caught unaware, Ori took an involuntary step back, however his legs weren't cooperating properly. Instead of keeping steady, his hind left leg buckled beneath him, sending him sprawling onto his rump in a rather odd angle. Embarrassed and angry, Orion looked up to see the canine that had surprised him, to come face to face with a wolf cub that looked rather similar to him. Both wolves were covered in deep, black fur, still soft from cubhood. One very large difference, however, was how considerably bigger this stranger was to him. He must be at least two or three months older than him. Opening his mouth a couple of times, Orion tried to form something vaguely coherent to shout at the wolf. Finally, he managed to scramble to his feet and growl at the stranger, trying to be as menacing as possible, but probably ended up looking pathetic, "What do you think you're doing?!" Orion snapped heatedly. Sniffing the wolf intrusively, Orion wrinkled his nose, "You're not even from this pack. I should take you to Brooke, trespasser, and see what she does to you." Orion sneered, liking the thought of having this wolf punished.

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