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tampered2007-05-09 01:32 pm
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Log; Incomplete
When; Evening of 8th
Rating; PG-13? For violets?
Characters; John Constantine [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
silkcutremix ]. Shikamaru [lazy_kage_mane ]
Summary; Another day, another encounter. Does the wolf have a tag?
Log;
Constantine had been growing increasingly violent since meeting Zee; his wolf brain had correlated that the two-legged creatures and many of the City's other residents had made for easy prey, even easier than the swifter, wary feral cats that would leap out of his reach at his approach. He had seen less domestics, both cats and dogs, the word that a large wolf had been on the loose and attacking whatever it could now relatively widespread. If he could still understand and read the news and terminals, he would have realized it would have been a wiser idea to move to the harsher forest if he did not wish to be disturbed.
The ghost trotted along a street corner, appearing like any other stray animal: mouth open in a smiling pant, ears erect, tail held normal with a bounce. He had been bothered but he still had to hunt, had to eat.
Rating; PG-13? For violets?
Characters; John Constantine [
silkcutremix ]. Shikamaru [lazy_kage_mane ]Summary; Another day, another encounter. Does the wolf have a tag?
Log;
Constantine had been growing increasingly violent since meeting Zee; his wolf brain had correlated that the two-legged creatures and many of the City's other residents had made for easy prey, even easier than the swifter, wary feral cats that would leap out of his reach at his approach. He had seen less domestics, both cats and dogs, the word that a large wolf had been on the loose and attacking whatever it could now relatively widespread. If he could still understand and read the news and terminals, he would have realized it would have been a wiser idea to move to the harsher forest if he did not wish to be disturbed.
The ghost trotted along a street corner, appearing like any other stray animal: mouth open in a smiling pant, ears erect, tail held normal with a bounce. He had been bothered but he still had to hunt, had to eat.