Post by babclayman on Jul 22, 2011 10:08:17 GMT -5
WOAH! Been another two months since I updated this! ^^;
I aplogise for taking so long, Pups.
Hopefully, I should be able to work on it more, since Summer is on! =3
Still, I hope you Pups like the Chapter. *Hugs* X3
Enjoy. ;D
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Clayton followed along Kit’s path as Mooch lead the group of him, Clayton, Kit & Lucky close to where the many welcoming vegetation of Hiccup Hole seem to twist into that of Spiked Weed, the deeper they got, the more it spiked.
Clayton himself, whilst following the route due to his faith in Kit’s analytic approach, did have many thoughts of concern running about through his mind. These thoughts are usually along the line of where the path would lead to or What if it was something bad, most likely something that would hurt both Him & Kit, Lucky & Mooch could defend themselves, although despite his strength, Clayton isn’t really a known fighter, and Kit only won a Fight with Lucky by Accident once.
As the fears continued in Clayton’s mind, he looked towards Kit, his Gypsy ‘brother’ just continued to follow Lucky & Mooch with his usual kind, yet passive expression. In attempt to get these thoughts from his head, Clayton spoke up trying to break the awkward silence.
“So…We any closer yet?”
The group soon reached an area the weed began to grow in an arch like manner, leading into what seemed to be a cave.
“Ahha…” Mooch stood up and smirked to the three Dalmatians behind him “I think you find the scent is strong here, Luckless!”
“I’ll be the judge of that!” Lucky growled back to Mooch “You aren’t off the hook till we see some REAL culprits.”
Mooch rolled his eyes and continued tracking into the cave, Lucky in quick pursuit.
Clayton made a look to Kit for approval, however Kit seem to get a bit of stutter in his breath and looking down to his Paw, in which he rubbed into the damp ground.
“Kit? You…feeling okay?” Clayton asked reassuringly.
Kit looked back up from his, now muddy, paws and into Clayton’s eyes “Bad place…” was all he answered with.
Clayton slowly nodded “Yeah…Doesn’t really feel like a nice place you wish to hold a party in…But we got to find those Markers….” Clayton then placed a Paw onto Kit’s back “Remember, I’d be there for you, if you need me…”
“Thank you…” Kit made a small smile to Clayton’s attempt of being brave before quickly picking up the pace, darting after Lucky & Mooch into the Cave. Clayton himself took a bit of a deep breath and followed after Kit.
The Climate of the Cave itself felt warm and moist, Like a Sauna, unlike the gentle cool breeze back on the Dearly Farm, there were some occasions the growth of thorns cause obstructions in the path, Mooch usually just batted them out the way as Lucky zipped by them before they folded back in (On some occasions, they actually did smack him in the Muzzle, Mooch’s S**** soon followed).
Clayton & Kit themselves slide their way past the thorns with gently and swift movements (With Thanks to their frequent Dance practices), However Clayton did often tried to push the Thorns aside, to be on the safe side, however on some occasions, Clayton would accidentally land his paw on a Thorn and get it in his Pads, Kit’s look however reassured Clayton as much as Vice Versa.
Soon the area was almost completely black in darkness, Almost like being blind, the entrance seemed miles away by now, even if it was actually less than thirty one meters.
“Although you better be careful here…” Mooch Called “Because if-“
“We don’t have times for Ifs!” Lucky interrupted, stepping ahead of Mooch “We won’t find anything with your-Woah WoaAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Lucky’s voice echoed downwards before a large splash shattered the silence in the cave (outside of the minor Water trickles which just came hearable).
Mooch however rolled his eyes up “Was just saying, ‘Watch out for the ledge!’ HA, HA!”
More splashing rose up again as Lucky’s coughed spat and growled upwards to Mooch.
Clayton & Kit soon found where the Ledge, Mooch had mentioned, was and looked down as their eyes adjusted to the dark. Below them was a deep dark Body of Water, possibly the size of a Paddling Pool, or maybe Quadruple that, which offered as a Landing from the Rocky Ledge, to which was building up with what felt like slime.
“Are we meant to jump?” Kit asked, giving a curious look to Clayton.
“I…think so…I don’t know.” Clayton shook his head “I haven’t really been here before and…you can tell why.” He looked around the cavern more, before noticing something to the far right of the ledge “Hey! Maybe we can take that route!”
Kit & Mooch looked to where Clayton stared and saw a Narrow Ramp formed in the rock, leading down into a Path which followed the stream closer into the Cave.
“Well, Good Enough…” Mooch shrugged and began heading down the ramp.
As Clayton followed, he looked back up to the top of the ledge and noticed how Kit was still standing on the ledge, circling back and forth, looking at the water below.
“Hey, Kit?” Clayton called “You coming?”
“Coming, Clayton!” Kit replied before the next thing Clayton saw, was the black & white texture of Kit’s fur leaping high from the ledge and, like Lucky, fell into the Waters below with an Arrow like dive.
“KIT!” Clayton yelped up with a bit of tremble as a Splash followed, catching Mooch off guard as he raised a judgemental brow to Clayton.
“I think that Fairy is capable of watching his own wings!!”
True to what, Mooch said, Kit gracefully shot his head from the water and shook some dampness from his fur.
“You okay, Kit?” Clayton dived into the water from the Ramp when he was thirds way from the bottom and swam out to Kit.
Kit smiled as Clayton approached “The Water is Warm, Clayton!”
“Yeah…Is a bit…” Clayton nodded “Not tensing up in cold, Long as you’re okay!”
“I’m fine!” Kit nodded as Clayton playfully splashed Kit who playfully splashed back.
“Ahem!” Lucky called up as he & Mooch waited impatiently for the Dalmatian Pair to catch up.
“AH! Coming! Sorry…” Clayton gasped and paddled to the rocky path which ran adjacent to a small stream from the Water Body, Kit quickly in pursuit.
Mooch spoke up as Clayton arrived “Geez, The way you act with Fairy, Short Stack, some will think you got the Hots for him!”
“Hot?” Kit blinked “You’re not sick, are you, Clayton?”
Clayton looked away from his irritated glare to Mooch and towards Kit, trying to breathe calmly “I’m well, Kit…Mooch just aims to mock us as much as possible, since that’s the only form of Dog Speech he knows!”
Kit slowly made a nod, knowing Clayton was thinking something else, but as he flicked his Tail, He suddenly felt himself being pulled behind a rock, by this Collar.
“Shhh!” Lucky hushed as Kit regained his sense “I think I can hear something!”
Lucky was right, Along the continued Tunnel way, multiple unknown voices were heard, the first was a sassy type of voice with a type of sound you’d hear from those spoilt Human Girls at a Mall.
“Oh yeah! That’s the spot, Omen! Keep rubbin’ it!”
“You mean like…this, Laufy…” A Deeper murring male voice followed.
“Oh yeah! That’s it!”
Clayton paused at this “I think we’ve stumbled upon what makes up a majority of Nuke’s Friday Night…”
“We better keep low here…” Lucky said, keeping cover behind the Rock, which was just at the opening of the room, but large enough so they couldn’t be seen, The affect however worked both ways, so only voices could be heard for the time being…
Suddenly, another Female Voice called up “Hey Luafeia! I’mmmmmm Baaaaaaaaack!”
“AH! Rosie! My Fav, Balloon Bomber!” The First Female voice said “Been out keeping up the good word?”
“Ye-p! This morning, a total of Six Pups tripped onto their bellies!”
“Motive?” This, Laufeia asked.
“They got between me and the Chow Tower Trough!” The Newer Female voice chuckled. Quickly joined by Laufeia…
“Very good!”
“Oh! And whilst I was at the Swamps getting the Balloons for our next bombings…I happened to find someone!”
“Well, Well, If it isn’t Snapshot. Is the Score being kept with-oh no, you didn’t go for another Mouse AGAIN, Did you?”
“Well, It’s is still my job after all, and I had been able to get the Barn to myself, so I wasn’t disturbed!” The newer male voice replied “The Rodent Escaped though, Was only able to get it’s Tail, makes it harder to catch it now, unfortunately…”
All of a sudden, Lucky, Mooch, Clayton & Kit picked up a newer scent, with the first of the three voices, the scent rang a bell, but didn’t quite fit the image, however this was a smell that made the combination what they were looking for, Feline, take two Dalmatians and another breed of Canine, Put them together and what have you got? The mark on the Wishing Well, The mark by the Letter Box, the Mark up the Dearly House Vines and along the Buds of the Roses, it is the scent of whom they look for…
At that same time, Lucky remembered the name, Snapshots…Roger had adopted the Feline in order to help catch Rogue Mice on the Farm, Most Pups mainly recognised him with a pair of sun glasses he wore around his neck. Snaps wasn’t really the sort of being you could call ‘Fun’ since he was mainly hooked to his Job, almost like how Pongo says Roger use to be like, but in a bad way. However whenever the Pups did play close to where he was, Snapshot often responded in a Hostile Manner.
So, Straight at that word, Lucky knew there be more trouble ahead.
“Anyway, The Agenda of Today then!” Laufeia began “Omen & I have set up some special abstracts of that Dipsos Fleas (Amazing what a good shake on a Washing Line can do) and set them up close to the Flour Bags!”
The Spying Pups didn’t have to think hard on who this Dipso was.
“Next, Snaps, you know that Hyper one? Blue Collar, V Mark on his head, Blotch on the back on it…Well, I’m afraid he denied me when I deserved right to the Special Box of his, and yet didn’t seem to show any shame in it…I want you to taunt him enough to chase you before you lead him to the Flour Bags, Rosalina, care to handle the tripping?”
“You ask that as if it’s new for me…” Rosalina voice joined the chuckles.
“Well, you can probably guess what a trip plus a flour bag full of fleas will-…”
“Eh, Lauf…”
“Snaps! I know you’re ALWAYS the bait, but you’re a Cat and you know that less intelligent members of the Canine Race can’t resi-“
“NO, Lauf…” Snaps, well, snapped “I’m trying to tell you that we got a newbie!”
“Well, Well, Seems we have, don’t we? Well, Don’t stand their gawping, I permit you to speak!”
“Hello…” Kit’s voice said.
It was at this precise moment, Clayton realised, much to his shock, Kit was now absent from his side and, after peeping out from the Rock, confirmed this to see Kit having randomly put himself in line of this possible enemy’s fire.
Clayton spying in more was however able to get a visual look at these culprits.
This Gang seem to sit in a small bubble in the cave, where multiple pools of water, probably the size of a Human Childs Garden Pool, to which a couple of members in this group leisured in, like a Jacuzzi.
The Leader, Who was most likely the one referred to as Laufeia, sat in the centre. She was one of a Suki Breed, roughly the same size or even taller than Mooch, Her Fur was of a Chocolate Brown with her eyes both Emerald Green, covered occasionally by blinking, with eye lids a darker shade of Brown, her head fur was just as dark, and could have been passed off as a Humans, with her Long Ears adding to the Effect, and a long trail of more Fur tried up with a Dark Green Scrunchie, forming a Pony Tail down her back.
The Other Female, Rosalina, whilst Dalmatian this time, was just like her leader with fur on her head which would remind a Dog of Human Hair, however in a Strange Unnatural Blonde, possibly due to some sort of innocent in some sort of salon, she sported herself of a Collar as Blue as her eyes and wherever her Legs met Body, a pattern of Spots surrounded them like a Band.
Meanwhile busy behind Lauf, A Male Dalmatian floated with the Dame in the Water, massaging her back, Male this time, with a dark feeling around him, His fur was a Jet Black and a Snake Mark ran down one of his eyes, but to make it more unnerving, to the naked eye, he looked almost very similar to Nemo, without the Cap.
Whilst Snapshot, his appearance already known, a chocolate brown fur included, sat down on the banks of this Pool, glaring down onto Kit, just as every other of the Group now did.
Clayton tried to run out to help Kit; However Lucky grabbed him by the Collar and held him back.
“No, Clayton!” Lucky hushed stern “We got to keep cover, No reason for you to blow our cover too!”
“But, Kit can’t defend himself all that way!” Clayton hushed back to Lucky “I can’t just push him in front of Traffic!”
As Clayton continued to struggle, Lauf spoke to Kit.
“So…Seems we got another Dal amongst us! Where you get that Black Eye, You fight or something?”
“No…” Kit shook his head in a calm tone “I’ve…Just always had it…”
“And what makes you think you have the right to intrude on my space…” Lauf floated closer to the smaller pup.
“I Don’t think I had any intention to intrude…” Kit continued “However have you been intruding on our own spaces? We…” he paused and looked back to the rock, he didn’t want to reveal Clayton, Lucky & Mooch’s hiding spot, so tried at his best bluff “I…invest-tig-ated…and, I…was lead to this location…”
Unfortunately, Kit wasn’t as good at lying as he was detecting it. Lauf however smiled “Intrusion on your own spaces? Who wants to know that? Although, I think I can help you…That Ring on your Ear is quite something, If you give it to me, I may tell you what you want, if not, Your Black Eye may be getting a Partner soon, and you’ll be both without Ring or Info…Omen’s been working out and needs to practice the results…”
Omen Chuckled.
As Kit nervously backed up, almost in a Box Step sort of way, Clayton was eventually able to push Luckys’ grip from him and charged straight in front of Kit “Don’t you even dare to lay a Paw on him!” he growled in a defensive manner, holding his breath however, knowing deep down, he be another punch bag.
Laufeia paused made a nod “I knew that’ll bring you out…That goes for the others back there!”
Mooch began to slowly creep away “You know, I think I’ve lead you to where you wanted to go, Luckless, So I’ll just be…”
“Oh no, you don’t!” Lucky grabbed Mooch’s Tail, holding him back and dragged Mooch in front of the Culprits too.
“YOU!” Snapshot hissed, at Lucky’s Sight “Why must you always crash every moment I’m in!?”
“Hey, You’re no Thunderbolt either…” Lucky mumbled in response.
“You know that Pup, Snaps?” Rosalina asked.
“Why do you think I have against your breed?” Snapshot spat in response.
“And you’re helping matters?” Lucky would have argued further, if it wasn’t for Lauf standing from the water and approached the four, shaking her fur dry (causing a bit of frizz) “Now, Now! We don’t want to break into any conflicts without allowing our stalkers, a chance to submit first!”
“And what makes you think, we’d submit to a b!tch like you?” Mooch snarled.
“Ooooh, Nasty, aren’t we?” Omen rolled his eyes and looked back to Lauf, who was now sliding two golden bracelets on her Fore Legs and tying a Patchy Cravat around her neck.
“Why does that one look like, Nemo?” Clayton got distracted when he heard Kit slowly whisper to him.
“What was that, Kit?” Clayton whispered back.
After Kit repeated his question in the same tone, Clayton shook his head and shrugged “No idea, Kit. I would have said ‘Possible Brother’, but Nemo always gets tight, claiming she is an only Pup…”
“What was that!?” Omen shot in on Clayton & Kit.
Kit began his question, once again “Are you Nem-“ he didn’t even need to finish the name, before Omen cut in again.
“I am NOT related to that Street Rat! IMMA BOY!”
“Geez, Blame a Pup for asking…” Clayton muttered as Lucky got the conversation on focus again.
“Enough with the Gossip already! Let’s cut right to the talk!”
“Alright! I suppose I can give you that right!” Lauf nodded “Even if you are intruders…”
Lucky growled “Well, what about all the territories you and your, so called, friends have been marking all around the Farm then!? And MY Bone Collection!?”
“Distinctively, Marks The Mail Box, The Rose Bush and The Vine Walls…” Kit raised a paw
Laufeia blinked “You can all this way cause someone else used your Bathroom?”
All of, Lucky, Mooch, Clayton & Kit went quiet for an embarrassed moment…Maybe lasting a minute or two.
The silence was soon broken with Clayton bravely admitting “Well….Yes…But they’re OUR marks, and you had NO Right in taking them!”
“You had a right to them to begin with?” Lauf asked.
“We had them, first!” Lucky said “And what makes you think you’re entitled to my bone stash!”
“Oh? Those were yours?” Lauf eyed her Paw Claws, un phased “Well, you know the rule, Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers…Ain’t that right, Rosie?”
Rosalina nodded with a smirk, biting her teeth a bit to Lucky.
Laufeia then caught sight of Mooch, who was still trying to pull his Tail out from Lucky’s Paw “Well, Well, What’s this handsome Mongrel we got?” she moved her own Paw towards Mooch and stroked the underside of his Muzzle.
“Hey! Watch it!” Mooch shook from him “I’ve already had that Cadgun, use me! I’m in no mood to rushing into another relationship!”
Lauf however ignored that and shook her head “Ah, Too Mixed breed for my liking, I go for the ones who are more Pure in Breed. Besides, who else would keep an eye on Omen? You don’t want to see his real Shades!” she blew a kiss from her muzzle towards Omen and sat back down next to him.
“Now, to business…” She said “About your marks, it’s a Dog Eat Dog world out there, the survival of the fittest! The Toughest and more pure have the right to survive, but of course, they need to give the weaker ones a reminder, every now and then, on who calls the shots, whether it being first dibs on the Goods…” she looked to Rosalina, before looking to Snapshot “To that who are most suited for the position. But sometimes, strong can be kind, they don’t want to be pushed to the limits, so the compromise is, All of you do what your superiors think is right, and We won’t need to do things that might, embarrass others.”
As Lauf smirked maliciously, Mooch countered with: “Pretty long length to go to hold a reputation. Even I have the Limits…”
“When he wants to…” Clayton thought to himself before he stood to his own defence “We are NOT Weak! At least, we don’t have to stoop to getting others to Fear us! We, actually got more productive to do in our time, than being Jerks!”
“Yeah! You got no right to give us that attitude!” Lucky joined “My Bones! Whether you like it or not and I mark any space I rightfully call…Okay wasn’t expecting on saying that today…”
Lucky would have argued on, if it weren’t for Omen & Snapshot, getting to their paws and walked intimidating to him, Lauf however stopped them “You really think you can stand up to me?” she asked.
“You bet I do!” Lucky responded “I’ve dealt with Devil’s, Heartbreakers, Aliens and…lambs…”
“I Thought the Lamb caught him though…” Kit whispered to Clayton, before the two got a glare from Lucky.
Lauf however, secreted a smirk from her muzzle “Well then, it seems the Hunt has begun…I’ll be seeing you Preys very soon…” and with that, she signalled to her gang and lead herself, Omen, Rosalina & Snapshot out through the cave, to the surface, in that order.
After a while of, Lucky, Mooch, Clayton & Kit standing there quietly, Mooch broke the silence “Well, I assume I’m off you’re hook now! So, I’ll try to get that hour or so of my life back, Luckless! Just hope, Wizzer hasn’t lost bladder control all over my stuff, again, and Dipsticks fleas have a party in it…Again!”
Mooch head back through the tunnel, back to the Dearly Farm too, still mumbling to himself as he did.
Soon Clayton, Kit & Lucky followed down the same route as well.
“She sounds all words…” Kit then thought aloud, referring to Laufeia.
Clayton looked towards Kit “What do you mean, Kit?”
“Well, She seems to put on a big act, but uses words, I doubt she understands. There’s fear in her eyes…but still…bad place…”
“Well, Just name any bully that isn’t like that…” Clayton responded, peeved in his tone.
“Cadpig said the same thing about Mooch’s Gang…” Lucky added “Something about Attitudes and Esteem, she’s too difficult to understand at times. But that, Laugh or Lunch…Laufeia was it? She just talks tough! I doubt that her threats won’t go anywhere beyo-AH!”
Lucky stumbled over and tumbled down, into the large body of water, Kit had dived into earlier. There was soon a large splash.
As Lucky growled, crawling out his water fall, twice today, Clayton & Kit looked down, to see what caused just that. At the opening, leading into the Water area, were to sharp rock points, knee level in height, and stretched out between them was a Dark Green Scrunchie, acting like some form of trip wire.
Clayton looked to Kit nervously and asked “You think, this count as an action beyond words?”
Kit look back and forth between Clayton & the Trip Line, before slowly nodding and responding in: “Yes…”
To Be Continued...
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Clayton & Laufeia (C) Me (Babclayman) X3
Kit (C) Kit
Lucky (C) Dodie Smith
Mooch (C) Disney
Omen (C) Nemo
Rosalina (C) Shadow
Snapshot (C) Paws
Others Mentioned (C) Their Respected Owners
I hope you like this Chapter and I'll see to try and do Chapter 6 soon.
Looking forward to hearing what you, Pups think. *Hugs* X3
I aplogise for taking so long, Pups.
Hopefully, I should be able to work on it more, since Summer is on! =3
Still, I hope you Pups like the Chapter. *Hugs* X3
Enjoy. ;D
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Clayton followed along Kit’s path as Mooch lead the group of him, Clayton, Kit & Lucky close to where the many welcoming vegetation of Hiccup Hole seem to twist into that of Spiked Weed, the deeper they got, the more it spiked.
Clayton himself, whilst following the route due to his faith in Kit’s analytic approach, did have many thoughts of concern running about through his mind. These thoughts are usually along the line of where the path would lead to or What if it was something bad, most likely something that would hurt both Him & Kit, Lucky & Mooch could defend themselves, although despite his strength, Clayton isn’t really a known fighter, and Kit only won a Fight with Lucky by Accident once.
As the fears continued in Clayton’s mind, he looked towards Kit, his Gypsy ‘brother’ just continued to follow Lucky & Mooch with his usual kind, yet passive expression. In attempt to get these thoughts from his head, Clayton spoke up trying to break the awkward silence.
“So…We any closer yet?”
The group soon reached an area the weed began to grow in an arch like manner, leading into what seemed to be a cave.
“Ahha…” Mooch stood up and smirked to the three Dalmatians behind him “I think you find the scent is strong here, Luckless!”
“I’ll be the judge of that!” Lucky growled back to Mooch “You aren’t off the hook till we see some REAL culprits.”
Mooch rolled his eyes and continued tracking into the cave, Lucky in quick pursuit.
Clayton made a look to Kit for approval, however Kit seem to get a bit of stutter in his breath and looking down to his Paw, in which he rubbed into the damp ground.
“Kit? You…feeling okay?” Clayton asked reassuringly.
Kit looked back up from his, now muddy, paws and into Clayton’s eyes “Bad place…” was all he answered with.
Clayton slowly nodded “Yeah…Doesn’t really feel like a nice place you wish to hold a party in…But we got to find those Markers….” Clayton then placed a Paw onto Kit’s back “Remember, I’d be there for you, if you need me…”
“Thank you…” Kit made a small smile to Clayton’s attempt of being brave before quickly picking up the pace, darting after Lucky & Mooch into the Cave. Clayton himself took a bit of a deep breath and followed after Kit.
The Climate of the Cave itself felt warm and moist, Like a Sauna, unlike the gentle cool breeze back on the Dearly Farm, there were some occasions the growth of thorns cause obstructions in the path, Mooch usually just batted them out the way as Lucky zipped by them before they folded back in (On some occasions, they actually did smack him in the Muzzle, Mooch’s S**** soon followed).
Clayton & Kit themselves slide their way past the thorns with gently and swift movements (With Thanks to their frequent Dance practices), However Clayton did often tried to push the Thorns aside, to be on the safe side, however on some occasions, Clayton would accidentally land his paw on a Thorn and get it in his Pads, Kit’s look however reassured Clayton as much as Vice Versa.
Soon the area was almost completely black in darkness, Almost like being blind, the entrance seemed miles away by now, even if it was actually less than thirty one meters.
“Although you better be careful here…” Mooch Called “Because if-“
“We don’t have times for Ifs!” Lucky interrupted, stepping ahead of Mooch “We won’t find anything with your-Woah WoaAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Lucky’s voice echoed downwards before a large splash shattered the silence in the cave (outside of the minor Water trickles which just came hearable).
Mooch however rolled his eyes up “Was just saying, ‘Watch out for the ledge!’ HA, HA!”
More splashing rose up again as Lucky’s coughed spat and growled upwards to Mooch.
Clayton & Kit soon found where the Ledge, Mooch had mentioned, was and looked down as their eyes adjusted to the dark. Below them was a deep dark Body of Water, possibly the size of a Paddling Pool, or maybe Quadruple that, which offered as a Landing from the Rocky Ledge, to which was building up with what felt like slime.
“Are we meant to jump?” Kit asked, giving a curious look to Clayton.
“I…think so…I don’t know.” Clayton shook his head “I haven’t really been here before and…you can tell why.” He looked around the cavern more, before noticing something to the far right of the ledge “Hey! Maybe we can take that route!”
Kit & Mooch looked to where Clayton stared and saw a Narrow Ramp formed in the rock, leading down into a Path which followed the stream closer into the Cave.
“Well, Good Enough…” Mooch shrugged and began heading down the ramp.
As Clayton followed, he looked back up to the top of the ledge and noticed how Kit was still standing on the ledge, circling back and forth, looking at the water below.
“Hey, Kit?” Clayton called “You coming?”
“Coming, Clayton!” Kit replied before the next thing Clayton saw, was the black & white texture of Kit’s fur leaping high from the ledge and, like Lucky, fell into the Waters below with an Arrow like dive.
“KIT!” Clayton yelped up with a bit of tremble as a Splash followed, catching Mooch off guard as he raised a judgemental brow to Clayton.
“I think that Fairy is capable of watching his own wings!!”
True to what, Mooch said, Kit gracefully shot his head from the water and shook some dampness from his fur.
“You okay, Kit?” Clayton dived into the water from the Ramp when he was thirds way from the bottom and swam out to Kit.
Kit smiled as Clayton approached “The Water is Warm, Clayton!”
“Yeah…Is a bit…” Clayton nodded “Not tensing up in cold, Long as you’re okay!”
“I’m fine!” Kit nodded as Clayton playfully splashed Kit who playfully splashed back.
“Ahem!” Lucky called up as he & Mooch waited impatiently for the Dalmatian Pair to catch up.
“AH! Coming! Sorry…” Clayton gasped and paddled to the rocky path which ran adjacent to a small stream from the Water Body, Kit quickly in pursuit.
Mooch spoke up as Clayton arrived “Geez, The way you act with Fairy, Short Stack, some will think you got the Hots for him!”
“Hot?” Kit blinked “You’re not sick, are you, Clayton?”
Clayton looked away from his irritated glare to Mooch and towards Kit, trying to breathe calmly “I’m well, Kit…Mooch just aims to mock us as much as possible, since that’s the only form of Dog Speech he knows!”
Kit slowly made a nod, knowing Clayton was thinking something else, but as he flicked his Tail, He suddenly felt himself being pulled behind a rock, by this Collar.
“Shhh!” Lucky hushed as Kit regained his sense “I think I can hear something!”
Lucky was right, Along the continued Tunnel way, multiple unknown voices were heard, the first was a sassy type of voice with a type of sound you’d hear from those spoilt Human Girls at a Mall.
“Oh yeah! That’s the spot, Omen! Keep rubbin’ it!”
“You mean like…this, Laufy…” A Deeper murring male voice followed.
“Oh yeah! That’s it!”
Clayton paused at this “I think we’ve stumbled upon what makes up a majority of Nuke’s Friday Night…”
“We better keep low here…” Lucky said, keeping cover behind the Rock, which was just at the opening of the room, but large enough so they couldn’t be seen, The affect however worked both ways, so only voices could be heard for the time being…
Suddenly, another Female Voice called up “Hey Luafeia! I’mmmmmm Baaaaaaaaack!”
“AH! Rosie! My Fav, Balloon Bomber!” The First Female voice said “Been out keeping up the good word?”
“Ye-p! This morning, a total of Six Pups tripped onto their bellies!”
“Motive?” This, Laufeia asked.
“They got between me and the Chow Tower Trough!” The Newer Female voice chuckled. Quickly joined by Laufeia…
“Very good!”
“Oh! And whilst I was at the Swamps getting the Balloons for our next bombings…I happened to find someone!”
“Well, Well, If it isn’t Snapshot. Is the Score being kept with-oh no, you didn’t go for another Mouse AGAIN, Did you?”
“Well, It’s is still my job after all, and I had been able to get the Barn to myself, so I wasn’t disturbed!” The newer male voice replied “The Rodent Escaped though, Was only able to get it’s Tail, makes it harder to catch it now, unfortunately…”
All of a sudden, Lucky, Mooch, Clayton & Kit picked up a newer scent, with the first of the three voices, the scent rang a bell, but didn’t quite fit the image, however this was a smell that made the combination what they were looking for, Feline, take two Dalmatians and another breed of Canine, Put them together and what have you got? The mark on the Wishing Well, The mark by the Letter Box, the Mark up the Dearly House Vines and along the Buds of the Roses, it is the scent of whom they look for…
At that same time, Lucky remembered the name, Snapshots…Roger had adopted the Feline in order to help catch Rogue Mice on the Farm, Most Pups mainly recognised him with a pair of sun glasses he wore around his neck. Snaps wasn’t really the sort of being you could call ‘Fun’ since he was mainly hooked to his Job, almost like how Pongo says Roger use to be like, but in a bad way. However whenever the Pups did play close to where he was, Snapshot often responded in a Hostile Manner.
So, Straight at that word, Lucky knew there be more trouble ahead.
“Anyway, The Agenda of Today then!” Laufeia began “Omen & I have set up some special abstracts of that Dipsos Fleas (Amazing what a good shake on a Washing Line can do) and set them up close to the Flour Bags!”
The Spying Pups didn’t have to think hard on who this Dipso was.
“Next, Snaps, you know that Hyper one? Blue Collar, V Mark on his head, Blotch on the back on it…Well, I’m afraid he denied me when I deserved right to the Special Box of his, and yet didn’t seem to show any shame in it…I want you to taunt him enough to chase you before you lead him to the Flour Bags, Rosalina, care to handle the tripping?”
“You ask that as if it’s new for me…” Rosalina voice joined the chuckles.
“Well, you can probably guess what a trip plus a flour bag full of fleas will-…”
“Eh, Lauf…”
“Snaps! I know you’re ALWAYS the bait, but you’re a Cat and you know that less intelligent members of the Canine Race can’t resi-“
“NO, Lauf…” Snaps, well, snapped “I’m trying to tell you that we got a newbie!”
“Well, Well, Seems we have, don’t we? Well, Don’t stand their gawping, I permit you to speak!”
“Hello…” Kit’s voice said.
It was at this precise moment, Clayton realised, much to his shock, Kit was now absent from his side and, after peeping out from the Rock, confirmed this to see Kit having randomly put himself in line of this possible enemy’s fire.
Clayton spying in more was however able to get a visual look at these culprits.
This Gang seem to sit in a small bubble in the cave, where multiple pools of water, probably the size of a Human Childs Garden Pool, to which a couple of members in this group leisured in, like a Jacuzzi.
The Leader, Who was most likely the one referred to as Laufeia, sat in the centre. She was one of a Suki Breed, roughly the same size or even taller than Mooch, Her Fur was of a Chocolate Brown with her eyes both Emerald Green, covered occasionally by blinking, with eye lids a darker shade of Brown, her head fur was just as dark, and could have been passed off as a Humans, with her Long Ears adding to the Effect, and a long trail of more Fur tried up with a Dark Green Scrunchie, forming a Pony Tail down her back.
The Other Female, Rosalina, whilst Dalmatian this time, was just like her leader with fur on her head which would remind a Dog of Human Hair, however in a Strange Unnatural Blonde, possibly due to some sort of innocent in some sort of salon, she sported herself of a Collar as Blue as her eyes and wherever her Legs met Body, a pattern of Spots surrounded them like a Band.
Meanwhile busy behind Lauf, A Male Dalmatian floated with the Dame in the Water, massaging her back, Male this time, with a dark feeling around him, His fur was a Jet Black and a Snake Mark ran down one of his eyes, but to make it more unnerving, to the naked eye, he looked almost very similar to Nemo, without the Cap.
Whilst Snapshot, his appearance already known, a chocolate brown fur included, sat down on the banks of this Pool, glaring down onto Kit, just as every other of the Group now did.
Clayton tried to run out to help Kit; However Lucky grabbed him by the Collar and held him back.
“No, Clayton!” Lucky hushed stern “We got to keep cover, No reason for you to blow our cover too!”
“But, Kit can’t defend himself all that way!” Clayton hushed back to Lucky “I can’t just push him in front of Traffic!”
As Clayton continued to struggle, Lauf spoke to Kit.
“So…Seems we got another Dal amongst us! Where you get that Black Eye, You fight or something?”
“No…” Kit shook his head in a calm tone “I’ve…Just always had it…”
“And what makes you think you have the right to intrude on my space…” Lauf floated closer to the smaller pup.
“I Don’t think I had any intention to intrude…” Kit continued “However have you been intruding on our own spaces? We…” he paused and looked back to the rock, he didn’t want to reveal Clayton, Lucky & Mooch’s hiding spot, so tried at his best bluff “I…invest-tig-ated…and, I…was lead to this location…”
Unfortunately, Kit wasn’t as good at lying as he was detecting it. Lauf however smiled “Intrusion on your own spaces? Who wants to know that? Although, I think I can help you…That Ring on your Ear is quite something, If you give it to me, I may tell you what you want, if not, Your Black Eye may be getting a Partner soon, and you’ll be both without Ring or Info…Omen’s been working out and needs to practice the results…”
Omen Chuckled.
As Kit nervously backed up, almost in a Box Step sort of way, Clayton was eventually able to push Luckys’ grip from him and charged straight in front of Kit “Don’t you even dare to lay a Paw on him!” he growled in a defensive manner, holding his breath however, knowing deep down, he be another punch bag.
Laufeia paused made a nod “I knew that’ll bring you out…That goes for the others back there!”
Mooch began to slowly creep away “You know, I think I’ve lead you to where you wanted to go, Luckless, So I’ll just be…”
“Oh no, you don’t!” Lucky grabbed Mooch’s Tail, holding him back and dragged Mooch in front of the Culprits too.
“YOU!” Snapshot hissed, at Lucky’s Sight “Why must you always crash every moment I’m in!?”
“Hey, You’re no Thunderbolt either…” Lucky mumbled in response.
“You know that Pup, Snaps?” Rosalina asked.
“Why do you think I have against your breed?” Snapshot spat in response.
“And you’re helping matters?” Lucky would have argued further, if it wasn’t for Lauf standing from the water and approached the four, shaking her fur dry (causing a bit of frizz) “Now, Now! We don’t want to break into any conflicts without allowing our stalkers, a chance to submit first!”
“And what makes you think, we’d submit to a b!tch like you?” Mooch snarled.
“Ooooh, Nasty, aren’t we?” Omen rolled his eyes and looked back to Lauf, who was now sliding two golden bracelets on her Fore Legs and tying a Patchy Cravat around her neck.
“Why does that one look like, Nemo?” Clayton got distracted when he heard Kit slowly whisper to him.
“What was that, Kit?” Clayton whispered back.
After Kit repeated his question in the same tone, Clayton shook his head and shrugged “No idea, Kit. I would have said ‘Possible Brother’, but Nemo always gets tight, claiming she is an only Pup…”
“What was that!?” Omen shot in on Clayton & Kit.
Kit began his question, once again “Are you Nem-“ he didn’t even need to finish the name, before Omen cut in again.
“I am NOT related to that Street Rat! IMMA BOY!”
“Geez, Blame a Pup for asking…” Clayton muttered as Lucky got the conversation on focus again.
“Enough with the Gossip already! Let’s cut right to the talk!”
“Alright! I suppose I can give you that right!” Lauf nodded “Even if you are intruders…”
Lucky growled “Well, what about all the territories you and your, so called, friends have been marking all around the Farm then!? And MY Bone Collection!?”
“Distinctively, Marks The Mail Box, The Rose Bush and The Vine Walls…” Kit raised a paw
Laufeia blinked “You can all this way cause someone else used your Bathroom?”
All of, Lucky, Mooch, Clayton & Kit went quiet for an embarrassed moment…Maybe lasting a minute or two.
The silence was soon broken with Clayton bravely admitting “Well….Yes…But they’re OUR marks, and you had NO Right in taking them!”
“You had a right to them to begin with?” Lauf asked.
“We had them, first!” Lucky said “And what makes you think you’re entitled to my bone stash!”
“Oh? Those were yours?” Lauf eyed her Paw Claws, un phased “Well, you know the rule, Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers…Ain’t that right, Rosie?”
Rosalina nodded with a smirk, biting her teeth a bit to Lucky.
Laufeia then caught sight of Mooch, who was still trying to pull his Tail out from Lucky’s Paw “Well, Well, What’s this handsome Mongrel we got?” she moved her own Paw towards Mooch and stroked the underside of his Muzzle.
“Hey! Watch it!” Mooch shook from him “I’ve already had that Cadgun, use me! I’m in no mood to rushing into another relationship!”
Lauf however ignored that and shook her head “Ah, Too Mixed breed for my liking, I go for the ones who are more Pure in Breed. Besides, who else would keep an eye on Omen? You don’t want to see his real Shades!” she blew a kiss from her muzzle towards Omen and sat back down next to him.
“Now, to business…” She said “About your marks, it’s a Dog Eat Dog world out there, the survival of the fittest! The Toughest and more pure have the right to survive, but of course, they need to give the weaker ones a reminder, every now and then, on who calls the shots, whether it being first dibs on the Goods…” she looked to Rosalina, before looking to Snapshot “To that who are most suited for the position. But sometimes, strong can be kind, they don’t want to be pushed to the limits, so the compromise is, All of you do what your superiors think is right, and We won’t need to do things that might, embarrass others.”
As Lauf smirked maliciously, Mooch countered with: “Pretty long length to go to hold a reputation. Even I have the Limits…”
“When he wants to…” Clayton thought to himself before he stood to his own defence “We are NOT Weak! At least, we don’t have to stoop to getting others to Fear us! We, actually got more productive to do in our time, than being Jerks!”
“Yeah! You got no right to give us that attitude!” Lucky joined “My Bones! Whether you like it or not and I mark any space I rightfully call…Okay wasn’t expecting on saying that today…”
Lucky would have argued on, if it weren’t for Omen & Snapshot, getting to their paws and walked intimidating to him, Lauf however stopped them “You really think you can stand up to me?” she asked.
“You bet I do!” Lucky responded “I’ve dealt with Devil’s, Heartbreakers, Aliens and…lambs…”
“I Thought the Lamb caught him though…” Kit whispered to Clayton, before the two got a glare from Lucky.
Lauf however, secreted a smirk from her muzzle “Well then, it seems the Hunt has begun…I’ll be seeing you Preys very soon…” and with that, she signalled to her gang and lead herself, Omen, Rosalina & Snapshot out through the cave, to the surface, in that order.
After a while of, Lucky, Mooch, Clayton & Kit standing there quietly, Mooch broke the silence “Well, I assume I’m off you’re hook now! So, I’ll try to get that hour or so of my life back, Luckless! Just hope, Wizzer hasn’t lost bladder control all over my stuff, again, and Dipsticks fleas have a party in it…Again!”
Mooch head back through the tunnel, back to the Dearly Farm too, still mumbling to himself as he did.
Soon Clayton, Kit & Lucky followed down the same route as well.
“She sounds all words…” Kit then thought aloud, referring to Laufeia.
Clayton looked towards Kit “What do you mean, Kit?”
“Well, She seems to put on a big act, but uses words, I doubt she understands. There’s fear in her eyes…but still…bad place…”
“Well, Just name any bully that isn’t like that…” Clayton responded, peeved in his tone.
“Cadpig said the same thing about Mooch’s Gang…” Lucky added “Something about Attitudes and Esteem, she’s too difficult to understand at times. But that, Laugh or Lunch…Laufeia was it? She just talks tough! I doubt that her threats won’t go anywhere beyo-AH!”
Lucky stumbled over and tumbled down, into the large body of water, Kit had dived into earlier. There was soon a large splash.
As Lucky growled, crawling out his water fall, twice today, Clayton & Kit looked down, to see what caused just that. At the opening, leading into the Water area, were to sharp rock points, knee level in height, and stretched out between them was a Dark Green Scrunchie, acting like some form of trip wire.
Clayton looked to Kit nervously and asked “You think, this count as an action beyond words?”
Kit look back and forth between Clayton & the Trip Line, before slowly nodding and responding in: “Yes…”
To Be Continued...
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Clayton & Laufeia (C) Me (Babclayman) X3
Kit (C) Kit
Lucky (C) Dodie Smith
Mooch (C) Disney
Omen (C) Nemo
Rosalina (C) Shadow
Snapshot (C) Paws
Others Mentioned (C) Their Respected Owners
I hope you like this Chapter and I'll see to try and do Chapter 6 soon.
Looking forward to hearing what you, Pups think. *Hugs* X3