lawson
Hellion Mafia
Underboss[M:-250][A:4]
I know you think I'm lying but that's a lie! (Created by Kas)
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Post by lawson on Jan 26, 2012 17:21:48 GMT -5
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The Yagi was simply on his regular patrol of the borders, lazily cutting vines that hung down in his path with his large, pointed black horns. His large paws made imprints in the moist jungle ground as exotic birds called to each other up above. The trees were thick and covered in vines, and even in winter flowers bloomed everywhere. This is a place where a wolf could get lost, be found, or hide... Anything really, the jungle was a maze to those who did not know it but Lawson had spent the past few months getting to know all it's twists and turns, hidden traps and secret hiding spots. He was confident in his walk, his dark brown fur blending in perfectly with his surroundings.
Suddenly he stopped, and sniffed the air, a grin making his pearly saber teeth even more evident: It would seem we have an intruder... Shall we? The voice in his head cackled. Lawson smiled, and kept up his leisurely pace until he reached the source of the unfamiliar smell: A kukkien by the looks of it, rather big by that small species standard, but Lawson had a good ten inches on him, but the added height of his horns. The male Yagi would be quite good-looking, with his large muscles, shining fur and intriguing orange eyes, if but for the large scar that ran over his right eye. He had been lucky that no damages had been done to his eyesight.
In reality, the Yagi was six years old, but because of a strange phenomenon, he looked in the prime of his youth, not even a hint of grey. It pleased him: If he ever got hurt, for example that one time when he'd cut his paw on a large thorn, he would wake up the next morning completely healed. It was a miracle really. He smiled down at the traveler: "Hello, now where might you be headed, stranger? You're not from around here, are you?" He coked his head to the side, and waited a beat before adding: "You're on Mafia lands you know. I do hope you're interested in joining, if not, well..." He mock sighed, and let the unspoken threat hand in the air.
Because he was so big, the Yagi blocked the narrow path.
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