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Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

Instead of the usual barking response, what followed the question was a low, threatening growl as the huge hound stopped chewing his bone. The art of a successful hunt was technique and the direction of the wind. Fortunately, Absalom was downwind at the moment as a rough scent alarmed the wolfhound and sent a rush of emotions through his body that sent the creature into his feral state. The creature rose to his paws and stared down the hill to look a little way beyond the sheep and to the trees just beyond his own territory. That's right, he made sure to mark the area around his master's land as his territory but it did nothing to deter animals from attempting to prey on creatures that could not defend themselves. His ears moved back and his muzzle wrinkled to show off the sharp canines. Without giving so much as a bark, Absalom bounded off the porch and galloped down the hill. Before he reached the bottom of the hill, five figures darted out of shrubs and to the herd of sheep. Wolves. Five of them. Absalom could barely think as he raced through the herd his loud bark making the creatures start to run and separate from each other. The wolves tried to move with the herd, the alpha clearly signaling to his pack as he rushed at one group. Absalom followed by running through the sheep and to the wolves as the predators tried to cut one sheep from the rest of the herd. Before the farm animal could be attacked, the wolfhound shoved the alpha wolf down to the ground easily. He was larger than any wolf, so that only made it easy as he bit the alpha in a feral attempt to hurt the wolf. The others did not run away, however and turned to Absalom to fight back. The hound lifted himself from the alpha before the rest of the wolves could reach him, leaving the other male with nothing but a bit to the leg that almost broke bone. Growls and sharp barks kept the wolves at bay, and so did the size of the hound of course. The alpha wolf rose to try and run, but could not get away before receiving another bite from the hound. By then, Absalom was straining to breath, his chest heaving as his heart pounded to pump blood to where it needed to be. The hound kept barking and growling, however, trying to drive the pack back though the wolves did not look like they were about to back down.
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

It wasn't the first time Absalom reacted like this, and James already knew what it entailed. It'd been far too long since he'd lost an animal thanks to that dog and the farmer was going to make sure it stayed that way. He dashed back into the house in search for shot gun. Stay inside, keep Jane safe, get the handgun! he barked, giving Danna a strong look, to which she understood and nodded, looking for a weapon of her own. Master's coming Absalom! he yelled, following the direction his hound had darted off to, keeping his eyes peeled. Wolves were dangerous enough without catching him off-guard. The gun he held was not the most powerful thing, but a blast of pellets should be enough to send the wolves running. He didn't need to kill the animals, just wound them and scare them enough for them to not come back for a good while. James was panting as the animals came in view, but that didn't stop him from having his defenses ready. Putting the shotgun to his shoulder, he shot a warning shot, close enough to barely hit the wolves but not wanting to risk his dog. He had but 5 bullets, he wanted to make them count! While James was off fending off the wolves, Jane couldn't help but look out the window carefully, looking to see if she could catch sight of her father or their dear bloodhound. The anticipation was always such a killer. Danna had the handgun at arms reach as she got warm water ready for any wound, and a good chunk of bandages. Get away from there, Janie, let your father take care of it! Here, hold the gun! Jane moved away from the window and did as she was told. She had been taught at a yong age how to handle one, but she had never really shot one directed at a living target. She held the gun tightly, her heart racing in anticipation, her eyes at the door. Daddy will be okay, right...?
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

The carnal thoughts, the desire to spill blood and assert himself as the alpha male within his territory were the only thoughts on Absalom's mind as he growled and snapped at the alpha wolf. It only seemed fair that it was the alpha male he hated most, the male who dared to lead his pack into another canine's territory and jeopardize the well-being of creatures and humans he felt the need to protect. The more Absalom breathed in their disgusting scent, the more he stopped thinking and went on pure instinct. Every time he came into contact with wolves, it was like this. However, even after so much time, the hound remembered there being one wolf whose presence he enjoyed and death he mourned. Oddly enough, he also remembered killing her. The wolf finally was able to attack the hound as Absalom turned at the wrong time and received a sharp bite in his right side. Before the wolf could sink his canines in, however, a loud blast sounded that alarmed the fighting creators. The pack was already starting to rush into the forest while the alpha was just letting go of Absalom. The dog did not move from where he stood and was busy watching the alpha as he ran into the forest after the rest of his pack. Now that everything was done and over with, the hound turned to his master and limped towards the man. There were bite marks in his side, ones that were not too deep but still made the dog bleed. It was obvious given that Absalom had white fur. Instead of worrying about himself, the hound sniffed at his master to check the man for any signs of injury and whined softly as he nuzzled the man. The creature stared up at his master while his wagged and his mouth open so that his tongue could hang out. It was time to relax, with the wolves gone, his master and the rest of his charges safe from the vile creatures.
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

Sighing with relief as the beasts ran into the forest, James went on one of his knees to inspect his dog, still keeping a wary eye out but ruffling his fur affectionately. He would rather lose a sheep or two than his dog, considering him a part of the family. He had no idea why this animal was so smart and well-trained, but he saw him as a gift, as someone looking out for him and his family, and he wasn't about to let that slip off his fingers. You did good, Absalom, you did good, he whispered at him, passing his fingers close to the wounds to see how deep it was. Don't you worry, Master will take good care of ya. A smile crept up on his face, noticing they were only surface wounds. Let's get you home, alright? He got up, picking up the dog in his arms with beastly strength, chuckling. Are you getting heavier, kid? he teased, grunting as he began to make his way back home. Still, he kept glimpsing back to the area, knowing that it'd be best to put some traps in the borders, lest they attack while he and Danna were out. Two weeks could be way too long a time to be away from the farm, and he was having second thoughts about the business meeting. From the house, Jane let out a gasp of relief as she saw her father in the distance, leaving the gun down and opening the door, running out to meet them. Danna gave a slight complaint but sighed, coming out and making sure to bring the gun with her, but staying on the porch, still pleased to see her husband safe from harm. And, cynical as it may be, she smiled as she saw the dog covered in blood at the distance. Every fiber of her being hated that beast, and she didn't even know why.
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

It felt a little odd. Finding himself carried by a human of all things, especially given his size, Absalom never thought the day would come. Still, here he was with that feeling of weightlessness as the man carried him towards the house. The huge hound had no control over where he was going but trusted the man to neither harm him nor steer the dog in the wrong direction. Absalom was not worried and trusted the man, but he turned his head around to look back at the sheep anyway. The animals were moving into a tight knit group yet again and starting to graze as they had just a few minutes ago. Yeah, the sheep were safe and Absalom could relax. A loud sound reached his ears, however, a howl filled with the promise that this was not the last time they would see those beast. The wolves would return, maybe not today but someday. Like his master, Absalom was worried that the wolves would return during the next two weeks, when it was just himself and Jane at the farm. He had to protect Jane too, from wolves and that male human that was spoken of at the table earlier. He wasn't about to let some human help Jane grow up, especially that boy. Absalom lowered his head down and just let it hang while his wagging tail hinted at his hidden glee.
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

Jane was appalled at the sight of Absalom. She was no stranger to blood, but the thought of the poor dog she was so fond of being wounded by wolves was never a good sign. Making a U turn, she made her way back home to collect the warm towels and the bandages, while her father still struggled with bringing the dog home. By the time she'd gotten everything, James was already at the porch, setting down the dog. She brought forth a bucket of warm water and some cleaning cloths, examining Absalom throroughly as he left her father's arms. Don't worry, Janie, he'll be fine! James declared, giving the dog a good rub on the side. You deserve a juicy steak today, buddy! Just like that! Don't worry, I'll get right to setting traps so those bastards don't come back too soon, got it? Danna also came out the door, rushing to James as the blood on Absalom stained his shirt, giving him a quick check. She was quick to discuss the details of the attack with James and the two were soon talking about what traps to make and where to put them. They had both seen their share of animal attacks, and the man was not one who wouldn't trust the words that came out of his wife's mouth, well, so long as they didn't disagree with him. While the two had their back and forth, their freckled daughter took care of cleaning the dog's wounds. I bet you were very brave, weren't you?
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

Absalom stretched out as soon as he was allowed to, giving the female room and the ability to efficiently cleanse his wounds. A steak did sound good, but his eyes were currently on the bone that he left on the porch earlier, still hungry but unwilling to move from the young woman. He wanted to enjoy this treatment for as long as he could. In all truth, Absalom was not without offspring of his own, all of them dogs that were taken in by humans and that could not share his intellect. If it were not for his own need to mate with a female, than Absalom would have stopped having pups after the first litter was born and he found out that they were not as smart as he. They were, in all definition, nothing more than dogs. As the years passed, however, Absalom continued to fight for dominance over any females around him who were in heat until no male was able to breed a bitch except for himself. His methods of asserting dominance over males was a bit... unconventional, but worked each time. Torn from his thoughts, Absalom lifted his head to looked back at Jane, giving a growling bark in response as though trying to say that he was always strong. The entire time that she was near him, his thumped against the wooden porch as he tried to wag it. Diving into his memories did not come without consequence, for between his legs there was now a bit of red flesh. It was just poking out from his sheath, not enough to truly notice if he were in a different position but, with him on his side and his fur being so white it was that much easier to see the beginning of the dog's erection. The hound was not still for long and turned his head around to sniff at Jane, taking in her scent once more the same way that he did with her father every few days. He committed it to memory since he cared about the two. If the day ever came that they were lost, he wanted to make sure that he could find James and his daughter.
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

Jane concentrated on cleaning the dog's wounds, on adding some salve, her focus making it take a bit longer than it should have to notice the dog's erection. As soon as she did, blood flushed her cheeks and she shook her head, almost whimpering, Put that away, you! That's improper! She couldn't even bear the sight without feeling embarrassed with the whole situation. Danna and James were now getting tools and traps, they were too preoccupied to watch the situation. Sooner rather than later, while the morning sun was still on their side, they began setting the traps. Hopefully this would keep the wolves off for a while, or at least would give warnings about their advances.
Thread: A Dog's Curse (Goddess and EvaRose)

Absalom looked at her for a moment and tilted his head, inwardly chuckling as her knew very well what she was talking about. His tail continued to wag as he shifted slightly towards the girl and gave her the slightest nuzzle on her knee, not hard enough to push her though it was enough to be felt. Of course, with a father like hers and a dog like Absalom gaurding the perimeter at night, it was possible that she never caught a glimpse of the genitals of a male. His erection could not shrink back into his sheath on command of course, but he also wasn't sure what would happen if his master caught a glimpse of it either. So, he tried not to think to much of mating. Instead, the wolfhound rose to his paws, claws clicking against the porch as he stepped to where he left his bone. His paw kicked it slightly before he laid down and started to chew on it yet again. His white canines showed each time, sharp and ready to bite into another wolf if need be. Ready to protect his master and the man's offspring.
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

David sat in the Limo, next to his mother, as they made the drive to the graveyard, a long line of cars trailing behind them. It was raining, of course......but it seemed fitting, somehow. Like the world was crying. God knew he wanted to. But when he looked over at his mother, and saw how hard she was trying to keep from doing just that, not wanting everyone to see how much she was hurting inside, he knew he couldn't. He had to be strong for her, just like she was doing for him. He reached out, and gently took her hand, giving it a squeeze. David smiled for her, putting on the brave face he knew she needed right now, and tried not to think how much he missed his Dad. He'd thought that last night in the Hospital had been the hardest, as the light left his eyes....but this was harder. It was.....final. And as they pulled into the cemetery, driving past row after row of headstones, he squeezed her hand tight. The Limo finally came to a stop, just behind the Hearse, and David opened the door, shaking out the umbrella as he stepped out, and holding it over his mother as she slid out as well, and stood beside him. In careful, measured steps, hand in hand, they walked to the gravesite, where the Priest and other were already waiting. David looked around, at all the people that had come to say goodbye. So many faces. Most he knew, some he didn't, but all of them carved from the same granite. All of them grieving, each in their own way. His father had been a wonderful man. He'd always had time for his friends, and for his family. And now he was gone. He barely heard the words of the Priest, as he conducted the ceremony. David just kept staring at the coffin. His father couldn't be in there. He just couldn't . His dad was so full of life. It couldn't just...end like this. But as he watched the coffin lowered into the ground....the last bit of hope he'd been holding on to disappeared with it. And as he looked to his mother, his father's last words to him rang in his ears. You're the Man of the House now. Take care of your mother.....because she's going to need you now. More than ever. I promise, Dad, he whispered to himself, I'll be there for her. I won't let you down.
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

Gemma liked wearing black, she felt it suited her and her near pale skin, but not today, not under the circumstances. Her feet were a little sore in the black heels she wore, she had forgot to return them to the store a couple of days ago and couldn't find another pair given the rush she was in this morning. See through pantyhose or tights as some would call them were hugging her long legs up to her waist with a black coming down to her knees from her shoulders. Her black silky hair was tied back in to a bun, keeping her face clear. Even without any makeup Gemma looked radiant, a natural beauty which was rare in this world as so many women liked to plaster their faces with cosmetics. Getting out of the limo, she kept her hand on her son's, it was the only hand she wanted to hold at this moment, the only person she felt would understand the great loss. To everyone else, it was a person who had died, someone who had been a part of their lives, but for Gemma, it was someone who WAS her life. Standing on the wet grass, her heels slightly sinking in to the earth, she saw the coffin lower to it's final destination before the Priest said some words. Gemma didn't look down to often, she kept her head high, looking straight on past the other headstones, the voice of the Priest going in one ear and out of the other. She couldn't bring herself to go through with this, Gemma wanted to leave, to just walk away. Unexpectedly, she held her son's hand tighter, squeezing it with all her might to stop herself from crying. When the service was complete, it didn't take the mother long to turn on her heels and walk back towards the car, out of some respect she wiped her shoes against the curb to rid them of the mud and dirt, there was no way she would be allowed to return them now. Hopping back in to the car, not a single droplet of rain on her thank to her son and the umbrella. Just take me back home please she said to the driver, taking off her heels now and resting them on the floor so her feet were free for the time being.
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

When his mother told the driver to just take them home, David couldn't agree more. There was a Wake at a friend of the family's house, but he didn't want to face that any more than she did. He just wanted to be alone with his grief. No....not alone. He looked at his Mother, at the mask she was wearing to hide her pain, at the tears she wouldn't let herself cry. He'd stand by her side through this, just as he'd promised. He owed his father that. He owed her that. But, that wasn't the only reason. Maybe not even the biggest one. David loved his mother. Her warm caring heart, the regal way she carried herself, the way she laughed when he cracked a joke. He looked at his friend's mothers, and he'd realized a long time ago that he was lucky. Very lucky. His mother was special, in a way that most people that knew her probably never saw. But he did. So it wasn't just because of a promise, that he stayed by her side. He wanted to be there. Wanted her to know she could rely on him, that she could even lean on him if she needed to, when times got hard. Times like today. Part of him wanted to curl up into a ball and just cry....but he wouldn't. He couldn't . His mother needed him. And that was all that mattered. David looked into her eyes, and said softly, I don't want to go to the Wake either. I'll call them, and tell them we're going home. They'll understand. He smiled for her, hoping to coax a smile from her in return, though he knew it wasn't likely. That was ok. He understood. He felt the pain she did. Maybe in different ways, but it was there. And maybe together, they could find a way through this. Because now......all they had was each other. He squeezed her hand again, and said, I'll make you something to eat when we get home. We can watch a movie, if you like. Or talk. Whatever you want to do. He didn't have a lot of experience in this, trying to comfort someone who was grieving, but he was going to try. Try as hard as he could. His mother deserved that.
Thread: Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

A smile didn't leave her lips, instead she looked at him and sought comfort, so she rested her head on his shoulder and put a hand on his chest just like she would her husband if he was sat next to her in a car. Your a good boy she told him, looking at the space in front of her, so empty. We can do whatever you want, anything that comes to mind she mentioned, although her voice signaled she was depressed, not least sounding excited to be doing something with her son. A sudden hiss of pain left her mouth as she lowered a hand to rub her foot, blisters forming on her heel because of those damn shoes. The journey there wasn't so bad, as in wasn't so long, a short traffic jam didn't do much to dampen the spirits but Gemma perked up a little once they were home. Leaving the car, she walked without her shoes, those clear pantyhose of hers picking up the dirt along the walkway to the door. Being an actress, she had quite the bit of money behind her so it was no wonder their home was quite nice. The dark haired woman wasn't in to being flash and showing off so she lived on a quiet neighborhood alongside regular people who were also quite wealthy. They had four bedrooms, one which was made in to a gym and a pool outside. A garage out front allowed for her to park her two cars, well three now as she owned her late husband's. I'm going to shower, get out of these clothes, I won't be long she muttered, giving her son a smile, a weak one.