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11-14-2012, 02:46 AM
The soft billowing of air around the pup sent it's head lifting up, eyes squinting against the sun. Even if it could not see her the hound knew it was her. Its tail began a slow, cautious wag, uncertain just how happy it was to see her when the pain continued to gnaw at its gut.
The thump of a remedy hitting the sand set its ears to cock to the side, head tilting in youthful curiosity.
The moment the stench reached the quivering nose the pup's tongue reached out, as if to taste the air. Heavy eyes swung to the pegasus, thankful, before the pup lunged and set upon the feast of corpses.
As it gorged its soul weaved in with hers, until at last the final bone had been picked clean and the pup wobbled to her side, slouching against her leg with contentment. In her mind she'd feel the warm pulse of its joy and its love, sealing the bond.
[The Hellhound is now yours to play. Markings you showed me are approved.]
