Much Worse Than A Nighmare <Yukonclawnelius>It was Jones who woke first, and that wasn't surprising. His eyes opened, green and watery, and he tried to lift himself up...and found nothing. He couldn't. There was something around his neck--it--he--Jones hissed in a breath and his eyes were shock-wide. He couldn't even scream as he lay there, trembling, breathing raspy and his body shaking. || Mutt came too a little after, and he pushed himself up onto his front legs. His back legs hurt... his head swung...oh....fuck.... His eye widened and the Vagabond felt his throat twitch. "...oh, fuck..."<Whitelupine>Fail twitched as he came to, his head was foggy, the first he noticed was the scent of death, then he felt the pain in his neck as he attempted to lift it, a.. a collar... he was wearing a collar?! Had Vernice just been a dream?!?! no... this collar was different.... slowly the Kangal stood and felt the razor wire threaten to bite into him, h
No Feat for Scarred Men <Yukonclawnelius>Mutt was laying on his side, with the bad half of his face pressed to the dirt. His eye closed and he stretched, let his joints pop, and a rumble escaped his throat. His son, Jones, was lounged at his side, and he'd heard word of his other child, poking around the border. He hadn't made it in before they'd closed, but--he'd told his son to come back once borders were open. Indiana and Jones--brothers. Jones' silver tail wagged and he cracked a grin, eyeballing his father--"Good day, huh?" A snort from Mutt. "Quiet down, Omega."<Whitelupine>Fail awoke to find Claudia was gone, probably off hunting or patrolling, he smiled softly and stood, stretching with a loud yawn, he needed a Vagabond, Mavro had told him if he could win a spar he could rank up finally, he was excited, a feeling he didn't feel often. He walked off to find Mutt, hoping the old man wasn't sleeping or something. He found him "Morning Mutt sir"