Feral Heart

((After a week of being an annoying foreign tourist, I'm baayyacckk. Sorry, the hotel internet crapped out after the first night so I couldn't get on. But s'all good now. At the airport again. So I'll be postin' on and off. ))

   Flak lowered his head and slowed his walking pace considerably, taking slow, cautious steps into the growing darkness. His large, wolfish ears were perked and fully alert as they pushed onward into the abandoned ruins. The only light source was the light from the large hole in the wall where they entered, and what had previously been a building, was transformed into a cave-like atmosphere. The occasional droplet of water from the cieling to the concrete floor made Flak's ear twitch and his muscles tense slightly, but nevertheless he continued creeping further. "It's best to get to the far back wall. The farther from the entrance, the better." He whispered in a very hushed tone as he continued onward. Though it was a mere whisper, it still echoed through the empty ruins. Finally, they were face to face with the back wall, where Flak let out a muttered sigh of relief. "This is it. It may be hard but, try and get some sleep." He said at a louder whisper, sitting back on his haunches, his right side against the wall. Shooting one last survelant glance around, he rested his head between his fore paws and slowly closed his eyes, dozing off, but still fully alert and ready for anything.

   Flak flattened his ears against his head, his eyes wide as he watched Teegan viciously kill the unusually large rat, blinking as she returned. "Heheh, remind me not to look at you funny, then." He chuckled awkwardly, his ears returning to their normal alert position. As Teegan finished speaking, Flak giggled a bit at her last remark and lowered an eyebrow, raising his head to glance around. The sun, which barely could shine through all the ash & dust in the air, was begining to go down. It slipped down until only half of it was shining above the misty horizon line in the West, making the tilting buildings cast long shadows across the crumbling street as it set. "It's getting dark." The brute observed aloud, returning his stern gaze back to the Shepherd. "We'd best be getting inside. Night is the worst time to be wandering around. Trust me." With that, the black mutt turned and loped into the street a few strides, then stopped and turned around. "You comin' or what?" He barked over his shoulder in a hurried tone.

((First flight done, get on the 8 hour one in about 20 minutes. Sooo. Won't be postin' for a bit. But I will have internet when I get off, though! c: ))

  Flak's eyes widened as she began to panic a bit over eating a rat. "Woah, woah, woah, calm down," He replied quickly, holding out a forepaw. "It's fine." Flak chuckled a bit at how panicked she was. "You're fine as long as you just don't make a habit outa eating them. One or two isn't gonna kill ya, though depending on how much of it you've ate you may get a little belly ache. But that's the worst it can do." He stated with a casual shrug. Shifting his weight, he sat back on his haunches, now feeling more comfortable and less stressed than he was at first. "So, how long've you been in this city- er- what used to be a city? You said it was beautiful. So you've been here before everything happened?" He questioned, tilting his head to the side as he curled his wolfish tail around his side.

((Sorry if I take a bit to reply at times, at the airport. Got a 2 hour flight, then I'll be online again after that for about 2 hours, then I won't be on at all cause I've got another 8 hour flight(o_O), & I'm not sure if I'll be able to get online where I'll be. I may be online on & off, but if not I'll definitely be back in about 5 days.))

Flak shifted his weight from one side to the other, his ears flicked forward to listen to the fae. His eyes widened as she mentioned she hadn't seen any of the mutants. "You haven't seen 'em?" He lowered an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side in surprise. "Heh, don't get used to the peace. You'll see 'em sooner or later." He huffed and glanced around at the damaged buildings. "These ruins used to be a safe place, safe from the radiation & isolated from any of those freaks, or so I thought. They've been wandering in here in the past few weeks. Guess it's not as safe as I thought, but, it's better than any other place out in that Hellish wasteland." He glared down at the ground, drawing his ears back. Quickly, though, he returned his gaze at the female. "Anyway, the name's Flak."

    The mutt continued trotting onward as the sillhouette of a canine became barely visible through the dust. As he got nearer, Flak's muscles tensed, ready to absorb the attack that may come, if any. He raised his wolf-like tail high in a banner of authority and drew back his lips to bare his fangs, a low snarl began to rumble in his throat. But upon further investigation, the dog stopped in his tracks in surprise, realizing as the stranger became fully visible that it was another dog; an ordinary dog. He immediately let his lips relax to sheath his incisors and quieted the growling, just standing there in utter shock. "Y-you're, you're, just a dog?" He stammered in shock, his eyes wide as he eyed the stranger, the first non-mutated creature he'd seen since the war.