Warm Feelings [open]

[Natsu★]

YOU CAN'T FAKE IT HARD ENOUGH TO PLEASE EVERYONE OR ANYONE AT ALL

Sometimes Red liked to play pretend; especially on warm spring days. She would just lay down on the grass and watch the other dogs play with their people. Every time she watched, she'd get a certain feeling that she can only describe as a mix of longing and joy. Longing because it must be really nice to have someone and somewhere to belong to and joy because gosh it's nice that there's others in the world that are actually loved. She's been a stray ever since she was born, and so was her mother and as far as she knows her mother's mother was also a stray. Ever since her mother ran off when she was old enough to fend for herself, Red's been in limbo. Just going around from place to place trying to find somewhere or someone to belong to. Other dogs and places just come and go; nothing is ever permanent. But now laying on her side in the shade, the red and cream gal can forget about all of that. Her brown eyes watching as a person throws a dog a flying disc, and the dog's joy as they catch it.  For a little while she can pretend that she belongs.

tagged: open | words: 205 | notes: hey everyone i'm natsu and this is red

MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GANGNAM STYLE

[BEAU ♪]

oh, goodness gracious, would you look at the time! or, the sky, or, the sun- whatever floats your boat. it looked like it was afternoon, and the mutt had barely begun his day. of course, he decided to head to the town's main park, where all the really cute dogs resided with their humans, playing catch with the lime green ball or the multicoloured disc that just- glided!- through the air, and the normally purebred dogs caught them, right out of the sky! it was so interesting, watching them play while the hyperactive male sat off to the side, leaning forward on his paws with intent as his amber eyes scanned the vicinity.

oh- oh- wait! there was a really pretty girl over there! faster than he would have liked, cappuccino got to his paws and went for an outright sprint, past the two playing with the ball, beyond the fountain, tongue lolling out of the side of his muzzle, until he skidded to a halt, legs extended in front of him and he felt the harshness of the ground below the grass wear a bit at his fur. "oof! sorry, miss!" he barked out suddenly, settling himself down in front of the very beautiful lady dog, giving her a smile of teeth in a fairly adorable- to him- fashion. "what's your name? i'm cappuccino, but you can call me cappi," he introduced, bowing his head, ending up hitting his maw on the ground below him. well frickity frack that wasn't good. he thought, rubbing at his jaw with his arm, hoping to numb the brief pain.

[Zantalia]

 

QIONA 


He wasn't sure what had happened, all he remembered was a lot of snarling and a lot of growling, and a lot of blood...he took a deep breath and opened his eyes and immediately felt the bile rise but he managed to keep it down...for now...he found himself standing over a dog, another dead dog, in a darkened alley.  What had this canine done to provoke such a response from Mael?  Why had Mael had to protect him?  Qiona could stand the sight no longer.  He turned and closed his eyes.  He licked his muzzle and immediately regretted it.  He spun away from dead canine and charged for the nearest source of water.  He'd only made it a few steps before he halted and wretched behind a couple of garbage cans.  He was thankful he had not yet eaten that morning.  

The closest water source was a ditch still holding water from the past few days of rain.  He couldn't look at his reflection, afraid of what he would see, and so, he raced down the bank of the ditch and plunged his muzzle and forepaws into the water.  The result was almost instantaneous, the cool water raced down his throat rinsing away the after effects of his earlier accident, then he rubbed his onyx muzzle hard on his forelegs to rinse off the blood.  After about ten minutes, he lifted his muzzle from the water, took a deep breath and sighed as he slowly opened his eyes to peer at his reflection.  Thankfully the eyes he saw staring back at him were his normal melted chocolate ones.  Mael was asleep...for now.  Another sigh and Qi was turning away from the ditch and heading back to the city.  

He didn't know where he was going, he wasn't sure why but after about twenty minutes walking, he shook himself and gazed around his surroundings.  He was in the Park, the one place he felt somewhat safe in.  A small, soft, half smile claimed his lips and Qi sighed as he padded into the Park, a fresh spring in his step as he watched dogs and people playing.  As he paused to watch a young woman throw a flat disc for the black dog with her he saw a flash of fur and in seconds he felt Mael stirring in the back of his mind, luckily the blur of fur had been moving too quickly and Mael retreated once more.  A soft sigh and Qi shook his frame as his melted chocolate gaze followed the blur to where it stopped.  Tilting his head, the twenty-six inch tall, sixty-five pound Belgian Tervuren Malinois cross watched the blur and the other shape and then shrugged a little.  

With a shake of his frame again, Qiona began to pad toward where the blur and the other shape were lounging and he padded closer with each step, he walked and when he drew closer his ears picked up the blur's lyrics.  what's your name? i'm cappuccino, but you can call me cappi.  Qiona drew closer and yipped softly as he drew into the shade beside the other dog, a pretty red and cream girl, and Cappuccino.  He didn't want to spook either of them and get a threat from Mael about reappearing.  "I don't mean to intrude..." Qi said softly and continued, "I'm Qiona."  He said and smiled, his ears tipped toward the pair.  He did need friends right?  Friends that would accept him as he was...all of what he was and would still want to have him around.  You had to start somewhere right? 


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