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[bg=000000] A deep breath escaped into the warm spring air, a little white cloud was left behind but it soon was taken away on a gust of wind. Very few clouds hung up in the sky, making it look like it would be a clear day, but the weather was so unpredictable one minute it was sunny then the next there was a thunderstorm. Some dogs were afraid of thunderstorms but to others it was like heaven. The rattle of thunder with the bright flashes of lightning, it was like a different world when a thunderstorm was going on. It was I guess a better world for those who sneak around recking havoc on the ever so "pretty" city of Cairoco, it made it ever so much more intense when the only time the other dog could see you was when the odd flash of lightning went off. That was the glory of being a black coated dog. But hell these dogs don't give a shit what the city looks like or what other stupid dogs think of them. its so much better being feared and everyone was scared when they saw you. So really whats the point on caring? Almost no one could answer that question, it was one of those unanswered questions, that will never be answered. But all those stupid little preppy dog seemed to care, thats what sets all the dogs apart. Making the different packs and gangs, those dogs were the reason there was war, like if they would just agree that evil is better then there wouldn't be war. A smirk came across the sleek face of the black lab. She was heading off to the junkyard to see if she could cause some havoc or get some dogs to join "The Wolfstaffle" since she couldn't say what pack she was really from since no one ever talking about Jericho Hyde. But Charna had to say Jericho Hyde was the best pack/ gang she had ever been apart of. It was filled with dogs just like her. No longer did she have to feel like an out cast. Everyone was almost just like her. It was almost impossible not to make friends with them. Though she hasn't met very many dogs in JH the ones that she had have been nice in her words. But then again she thought different then most other dogs, like to the dogs that are "nice" are the ones she doesn't usually like. Charna let out a soft sigh as she walked into the junkyard. As she entered there seemed to be no dogs there. "Great I came when everyone has better shit to do." She huffed rolling her eyes. After a few minutes of just standing there she decided she might as well so sit somewhere. Maybe somebody with think she has no pack and make the mistake of taking her back to there packs lands. Then she could really do something. The black labs bright yellow eyes scanned along the junkyard there was still so sign of any other dogs. "This is just great." Letting out a sigh of boredom she layed down on the ground so she could see the entrance of the junkyard. That way no one could sneak up on her, and even if she had missed a dog that was in the junkyard they couldn't sneak up on her cause she layed in a place with tons of loud junk. After a few seconds she layed her head down on her paws her eyes still locked on the entrance of the junkyard. She WOULD meet at least one dog today. Status: complete Tags: no one Dogs Mood: Bored Muse: okay Notes: ----- Words: 604 [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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