The Road Not Wanted

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[A massive, primitive-looking creature appears on the Plane, vaguely resembling a snow leopard, but bigger. Stockier. With longer, shaggy fur. It's paws are huge; its teeth long enough that a half-inch of fang protrudes down from its upper lip. Its tail is a long gray plume.

A glint of metal peaks from the nest of hair on the crown of its head. A spark plug, embedded in its skull. Cy shakes herself, the smell of snow and thick musk rolling off of her. When she speaks, her voice is deep and rich and wild.]

I fell in. Fell in? The pool should be covered, the Road should be blocked. How could I just fall in?

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Starts up her rumbling purr.] Always good people. You're good people.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[smiles softly - his real smile - and continues to pet] He said that t' me too. You've got good people in your world?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Rumble rumble rumble] Always good people! They have pizza topping.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[scratch petpet] Pizza's good food. Have you ever tried salmon?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Fish wrappers. Never stole a whole.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

I can get ya some salmon sandwiches iffin you wanna try some.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Goes to dab at his face with a paw, as she normally would in her itty-bitty self, and ends up covering his entire face instead.] I like sammiches.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[has a face full of fuzzy paw! he gently pushes her paw down] So when I get some, who do I call for?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Cy! I'm Cy, Wolfsmoke.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Cy huh? [laughs at the name which was fitting in it's own way] Wolfwood but I can go by Wolfsmoke too.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Bumps her head against his chest, purring.]

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[laughs again, scratching her ears and the ruff of her neck]