Post by Lark on Jul 22, 2008 9:03:25 GMT -5
Every day was an opportunity to prove a point...to be different...to show power.
Something large rushed over the head of a passerby. The cat froze instantly and looked upward to see a large dog, a dane, tumbling through the sky above her. She gasped and high-tailed it in order not to be hit. She stopped a few yards away and looked back as the dane smacked into the ground. It shakily lifted itself, but instead of defending himself he merely cowered and stared back at his attacker.
The un-docked Rottweiler sat proudly quite a distance away. His expression was quite unnerving. He had a large malicious grin spread upon his face.
The dane approached him, cautiously, but the rottie instantly slammed his side against the dane. Once again, the dane was flung backward like a stuffed animal. He skidded across the ground. Then, he finally took this last act as a serious threat. He ran from the scene with his tail tucked.
"That's right! Run like a coward! Next time watch where you're going!" he shouted and then he shifted back into a human.
The man was as much impressive as he was a a dog as he was human. He had broad shoulders, large muscular arms, and a stern face that seemed positively made of steel.
Most knew who he was and avoided him, but occasionally those new to Scuro were not acquainted with him. He was one to avoid. Not that his power was quite impressive, but merely because his attitude seemed to always get the best of him.
Something large rushed over the head of a passerby. The cat froze instantly and looked upward to see a large dog, a dane, tumbling through the sky above her. She gasped and high-tailed it in order not to be hit. She stopped a few yards away and looked back as the dane smacked into the ground. It shakily lifted itself, but instead of defending himself he merely cowered and stared back at his attacker.
The un-docked Rottweiler sat proudly quite a distance away. His expression was quite unnerving. He had a large malicious grin spread upon his face.
The dane approached him, cautiously, but the rottie instantly slammed his side against the dane. Once again, the dane was flung backward like a stuffed animal. He skidded across the ground. Then, he finally took this last act as a serious threat. He ran from the scene with his tail tucked.
"That's right! Run like a coward! Next time watch where you're going!" he shouted and then he shifted back into a human.
The man was as much impressive as he was a a dog as he was human. He had broad shoulders, large muscular arms, and a stern face that seemed positively made of steel.
Most knew who he was and avoided him, but occasionally those new to Scuro were not acquainted with him. He was one to avoid. Not that his power was quite impressive, but merely because his attitude seemed to always get the best of him.