.:So Better Things Could Fall Together:. {OPEN}

[shyan]

The morning rays of light glimmered through the blinds onto the dun colored femmes eyes. Blinking away the sleep in her chocolate orbs the giant slides off the bed and lands with a thump on the floor. Suddenly jolted awake Pandora rises to paws and looks over the edge of the bed and smiles to herself as she watches her master sleeping peacefully and un-awakened by her tumbling routine. Lifting her nose to the air she scents the room and makes sure everything is safe before padding out to go look through the house while she awaits her Masters awakening. Marissa snored quietly while Pandora took to exploring the house she knew so well. The golden trophies stood tall and proud in the glass case, that was covered smudges. Adding a new one to the already hundreds of smears Pandora licks the glass case leaving her mark for the day even if the small gesture is an annoyance to her Master Marissa.

Floppy ears flick back as covers are thrown back and the bathroom water starts to run. Pandora turns and trots back to her master with a wagging tail, “You wanna go on a walk, Pandora?” Pandora yips with excitement and her tail wags even faster. Her thoughts racing at 100 miles per hour, she runs back to the front door and grabs at her leash waiting patiently for Marissa to finish her morning routine. The brunette two-legged walks out in her usually clothes and clips Pandora to her leash while she grabs a quick breakfast and then the pair is out the door!

The spring air is filled with pollen and the trees are covered with flowers. Marissa walks with a long stride but it was no match Pandora’s excited energy and at the speed the duo was going they would reach the park in no time and that meant FREEDOM!

The green lawn spread out wide in front Pandora but she yielded by Marissa’s legs as he chatted casually with her other two-legged companions. Pandora heard an audible click and was off in a flash, her Master laughing behind her. The gangly legged 3 year old came to a trot and looked around the park surveying the other dogs around her, but it was fairly quiet today. Smiling to herself, Pandora took a spot under one of the Great Oak trees and rested quietly waiting for something interesting to happen. Maybe meet one of the so called pack dogs she’d heard of or another show dog such as herself. Eitheer way she just wanted a friend to talk to.

[nyxwanderer]

Indira yawned as she finally awoke at mid-day, baring two rows of sharp fangs which had been used frequently back in the dog fights, then she crawled out of the bush and stood proudly at the base of an oak. Rotating her head around slowly to check her surroundings, the tall black shepherd sniffed the air and whipped her head to look down the steep hill she had been resting upon. There was a rather large dog racing about like an energetic jackrabbit. Smiling subtlety, Indira watched enviously as the rich-brown dog leaped and bounded around the park without a care in the world. Though she could not smell the canine from afar, the shape and stature of the dog showed Indira that the dog was a female house-pet. *Figures, no stray is that well-fed.* She thought as she lazily blinked the dust out of her eyes and glanced down at her skinny but well-muscled form. *Well, no house-pet has muscles like this. Or wounds.* Indira winced as she rotated her shoulders, a large fresh wound still bleeding from the night before.

[shyan]

Chocolate orbs scanned once more over the green lawn, nothing had changed since the lady had arrived. This didn’t surprise her but she wanted to o something, meet someone new and maybe run off for a bit. Be free, even if it was just for a few minutes… Pandora looked over to her master, she was still busy with her companions and so she took this time to get up and walk around and survey the land for the 50th time in five minutes, but this time something new has arisen. Literally.
A decently sized black figure had suddenly appeared from the bush at the base of an oak tree. The girls pearls glittered in the afternoon light as she yawned and took her time surveying the area. Pandora turned away not wanting to look like a gawker, but she felt the other femmes eyes on her back. Turning her around and looking back she saw the black dog watching her with a smile. Though the smile wasn’t exactly a smile, it seemed more like a smirk as she watched Pandora take her time in walking around. Does she want something from me? Turning fully around the Dane started padding towards the dark furred girl.
As Pandora neared she watched as the girl winced from a shoulder wound, but she only seemed slightly bothered by it. As she neared Pandora saw her well muscled frame and scars that made for patchy fur in some areas. War Child. Pandora seemed innocent enough but she was smart enough not to mess with someone like the dog in front of her. “Hello there, I’m Pandora. What’s your name?” Pleasantries might not interest the black femme but it seemed the most logical approach at the moment.

[nyxwanderer]

Indira blinked in confusion. She had been alone and ignored for so long that she had almost begun to believe the delusion that she did not exist. The other large dog seemed friendly enough but Indira had met plenty of 'friendly' dogs that had tried to rip her throat out on the dusty floor of the Cage. Shuffling her paw, she decided to play along and figure out if this dog was really just friendly or if she was one of those tricky murders she was once forced to take care of. Past blood-lust flashed across her amber eyes as Indira's darker self reared it's head and licked it lips at the past memories of sweet blood and resistant flesh. Shaking herself, Indira managed to quickly rein her inner-self inside and shove it back into the murky and dark pit where it dwelled. "My name's Indira. It's nice to meet you too." Indira barked with a genuine happy smile and a joyful wag of her tail. Even if the dog was lying, it was always best to accept pleasant  moments when they come and miss them when they go. 

[shyan]

Whether she had spoken the words or in a different language, it surprised her that the black furred was confused even by her approach. Her head cocked to the side and the smirk/smile had faded into confusion and she blinked several times like Pandora was a figment of her imagination. Smiling at the femme, she waited for her to say something but she still seemed stunned and inside her own world. Pandora didn’t want to be a bother and it seemed some past memories had bubbled up under the dark surface of the girls mind. Her face darkened and her something about the confused demeanor had changed into a violent creature. She was ready to attack at any moment and Pandora didn’t want to be the one caught off guard.

But just as quickly as it had come the dark furred girl was back to normal, "My name's Indira. It's nice to meet you too." Pandora relaxed again and smiled at Indira. It was beautiful unique name, maybe worth mentioning to try to ease Indira’s mind. Pandora wasn’t a fighting dog, she was a show dog who liked to get a little dirty every once and a while. “That’s a beautiful name, Indira! She let the name roll right off her tongue, in flowed nicely. “What are you doing here in Oakwood City Park?” She figured it was obvious enough that she was a house pet, with her turquoise collar and her name engraved on a golden plate.

[nyxwanderer]

Indira's smile deepened. Most dogs made fun of her exotic name but this dog actually seemed to genuinely like it. "Thanks." She barked. Thinking about the dog's question, Indira thought to herself. Why am I here? As she thought, blood began to slowly trickle from her wound and with a twinge of pain she remembered. "I'm only in the park to take a break from all the fighting. Strays can get a bit feisty when there's not enough food." The fighting back in the crumbling edges of the human populated city was not nearly as bad as the fighting were humans came to jeer, point, poke and laugh whilst two dogs savagely tried to shred and tear each other apart in order to get something to eat and to merely survive. Yet Indira had seen enough battles and death to last several dogs lifetimes, no matter how many lives are born, there are never enough to make enough for the number of mangy mutts that she had been forced to kill.

[shyan]

“Thanks!” The girl seemed genuinely surprised by Pandora’s comment on her name. Was there something she didn’t notice? It was just common courtesy and Indira’s name was very beautiful. Pandora had never heard of any name like that. Most girl dogs she knew had names like Lulu and Princess, just kitty-pet names and most of them were spoiled rotten little brats. But most toy dogs were like that, thinking they were all high and mighty and just the best thing since bacon and cheese treats! It just unnerved the Dane to hear small dogs talk about their chipped claws and some even made remarks about nail polish! That stuff was for Humans, not DOGS!

Stepping back into reality Pandora caught Indira’s remarks, "I'm only in the park to take a break from all the fighting. Strays can get a bit feisty when there's not enough food." The girl winced slightly as blood began to trickle from the wound and Pandora gave her a sympathetic look, “I can get some food for you from my master, if you want.” Pandora smiled and looked back at her Master so Indira could see who she meant. She hoped Indira would accept, but understood if she didn’t, she had respect for Indira just by the fact she had managed to survive for so long on the streets. She knew by the scars the black furred girl had been through more fights then she probably wanted to remember and for that Pandora gave her most of the credit, she knew very little on street fighting, but she knew it was a ruff life and not many dogs survived into adulthood.