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Death To The Stray!

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BenLikesBootyKhan, while he had been demolishing a meaty bone he had stole from some strays, had heard that there was a dying dog on Vernice territory. From what he picked up while chewing a particularly savory piece, the dog had wandered onto Vernice land and got his dumbass whooped - only whoever had confronted the dog hadn't done a very good job of ending it. The huge fu capo snorted. If it had been him who had caught the stray over their border, he would have easily taken it down. His attention was perked, however, and he was tired of laying around in the damn rain, so Khan hid his bone for later and stretched. The 'buddy system' wasn't a law, but it was appreciated by Mavro, so when Khan's remaining eye rested on some shaggy mutt and a scarred capo he knew to be Skelter - she was pretty well known in the first place and a Gamma in the second - he trotted over to them. He grinned, but usually when Khan grinned it wasn't for a good reason. That, or he wanted something. And this time around, he wanted the two to accompany him. "You heard about that stray that we jumped? 'Cuz apparently he's still alive, but barely." He lowered his muzzle nonchalantly but kept his eye on Skelter. "We should go put him out of his misery." Of course, putting a dog out of it's misery was the kind thing to do, but Khan didn't kill to be kind.

* Rubbalite: It was clear by how she was just laying out in the rain that Skelter gave no fucks about the weather. She was use to it, being kept outside when she still lived with humans with no real shelter to speak of. Besides, the rain was helping wash away the remaining dry blood around her shoulder and neck from her fight with Salvatore. It was clear to anyone familiar with wounds that the one on her neck will most likely become yet another scar to add to her collection. Her eye shifted around, noticing the shaggy looking mutt near her before the dark fu caught her attention. Though they never formerly met, he's been around long enough for her to know who he was. Khan. She eyed him as he spoke out about some poor dumb bastard that was beaten, but not killed. "Yes, we should before he attracts some... unwanted attention." She slowly stood up and stretched, looking between the two males, waiting for Khan to show them where the stray was.

CarnivorousVoicesThe mutt, who'd been more or less oblivious to the female capo, sat in the rain, his tan pelt soaked through in a ragged mess as he had his head turned opposite to the presence of the others. Eating..Something. Black and blue feathers stuck out from the corners of the males mouth before he tamely motioned his head around to spit out the feathers onto the ground. Mephistopheles eyed Khan and Skelter under his bangs, long strands of brown fur which were meant to be his ears pricking slightly at the males foreboding form. The afghan mix mused for a moment with a sick grin to his face, visibly seen through the rain with a faulty expression on his furry face. However, when Mephy turned his visage around to face the two, drool seeping through his blunted or dulled fangs, and enlightened tone crept up in the conversation of this..Appreciative unfortunate circumstance. "As long as I can have it..When you're done, of course." He said with a click of his jaws together and a mild chuckle after the sentence, the drool flinging from his mouth in lightness due to the rain washing it down along with the horrid stench of rotted dog sticking to his breathe and saliva, which would have perfumed the vicinity if the sky was not crying today.

* BenLikesBooty: Khan's grin grew wider as the Gamma agreed to go with him, but he shot Mephy a look. "You're a fucking weirdo," he growled, low in his throat but not quite threatening. Whatever. He had never really talked to - or even met, or that matter - the mutt, and he didn't care. But if the dog was strange, Khan would keep an eye (literally, he only had one eye) on him, and wouldn't hesitate to teach him a lesson if the dog pulled some creepy shit. "Well, then. Let's go." Turning, the fu capo led the party off. He wasn't quite sure where the dying dog lay, but he headed in the direction that the dogs who jumped him had come from and started smelling for blood. Khan snorted and shook the rain from his face. He had a thing for being able to smell blood and guts and death, though, and in no time he was on the trail, panting excitedly. Killing was Khan's forte, and everyone who knew him knew it. Not long after the trio started off, the dog was in sight. It was a pretty big dog, actually, some kind of mutt that looked like a hound, and it was covered in blood. It looked like someone had got a good hold of the mutt's flank and skinned him alive... Khan was almost jealous it hadn't been him. He stalked up, but he was a large dog himself, and the stray heard him coming. "Back up!" It's rough voice gurgled, and the stray coughed out blood. Khan laughed. "Why should I? You're already dead." He wanted to go fuck with the dying stray, make his last moments torturous, but Skelter had the highest rank in the group and he would wait for her to say something.

* Rubbalite: Skelter gave a little smirk at Khan's wide grin before her attention was drawn to Mephy's request. Well then.. She gave a shrug at this, clearly not giving any shit to what he wants with some dead stray's body as long as he doesn't do it to other members of Vernice. Though it did make her wonder how often the mutt could be found taking a fresh body out of the pit. She shook her head lightly and proceeded to follow Khan as he lead the way, sort of keeping an eye on their surroundings to make sure there wasn't any other strays around the area... or wolves, since that had been an issue. Once they stray in question was in sight, she got close enough to be able to see and hear them all and plopped her butt down, smirking at the stray's and Khan's words. "Gentlemen.." She looked at Khan and Mephy. ".. End his suffering."

* CarnivorousVoices: Mephisto still continued to grin, despite the miniscule insult from Khan, and as the two headed off towards this stray, the mutt followed behind idly, walking on his toes rather his whole foot - keeping light on his feet despite his drenched fur, wispy tail dragging behind him along the ground. Once the group had gotten to the pitiful, miserable creature with a paw in his grave already yet who still clinged to his now fabricated life. The insane one listened to the exchanging of words between the Fu capo and the stray, and he peered over to Skelter's words, then back to Khan. Khan was a big dog, he knew this even beyond his veil of insanity, however, he wasn't here to kill. He was here to devour. Looking over to Khan once more, the mutt's grin grew feverishly at the fleeting thought. He choked back a laughter threatening to steal his words before he could get them out to the other male, his head throwing back nonchalantly. "Care to perfect the honors, curly Q? Eeeeager to tear him limb from limb first, hmm?" He asked casually, gesturing to the stray with a turn of his head upon the dog. If Khan wanted first dibs, why stop him, why even bother, if he didn't have to do all the dirty work? Now, there's a thought.

* BenLikesBooty: The fu capo's cropped ears twitched as Mephy's voice cackled behind him. He considered kicking a hind leg out and catching the crazy mutt in the mouth real nice 'n hard, but he refrained and ignored. He acknowledged Skelter's words with a nod, but didn't bother to look at her or reply. Instead he trotted over to the dying dog with a giddiness almost like that of a pup, his only eye glistening and his tongue lolling. The bloodied stray bared crimson-smeared fangs and coughed. "I said stay back!" Khan laughed again. Seriously? "You really wanna live so bad, buddy?" The capo said, almost kindly. He sniffed at the dog's oozing flank, keeping the side of his face that still had an eye on the stray. The dying canine stiffened, but didn't try to attack him, perhaps thinking that Khan was going to try and save him. But Khan had other plans. Placing two huge paws into the giant wound, he slammed into the dog, popping an organ open and causing blood to fly everywhere. The stay screamed, unable to bear the pain, and Khan licked flecks of blood off his maw. "Still wanna live now?"

* Rubbalite: Skelter watched, a bit intrigued that Mephy allowed Khan to have first dibs on the stray instead of attacking him with Khan. But she didn't say anything to either of them at this point. Instead she was sort of on guard of their surroundings as Khan started to pretty much torture the stray first. She didn't care if he tortured the bastard as long as he did kill him sometime today. Yeah, she didn't know either of these packmates that well, but they were still packmates, so she would keep guard of them while this bloody affair was going down. Pack loyalty to a tee.

* CarnivorousVoices: Mephy watched for a moment, or perhaps two, taking in just how meek Khan treated a life. But he was tenderizing the food. And so torture was good, beating was good, pain was good. Mephisto's tail actually wagged, one swish and sway, before he walked up - no - sauntered up to the stray while he yelped in agony over Khan's first course of action. Khan was forgotten, for now, the large dog still shadowed in his peripheral vision as the slightly smaller mutt, with sudden pizzazz, opened his jaws and latched broken and cracked canines rugged with wear and tear into one of the sorry stray's back legs, his teeth curling as he grinned through the saucy warmth of blood that poured from the hock of the dog he had in his mouth. Another scream was offered up to him, and he gladly took it, renching his head back with jerking force to either flip the stray over, or to completely shatter his hind leg. If either worked, or didn't, the stray was already in pain, in agony, and half dead.

* BenLikesBooty: Khan didn't notice Mephy at first, but when he did he was irked that the dog would take his kill. He hadn't been done yet, and at that moment he decided he didn't like the mutt. And, to add to it, Mephy was on his blind side, and that was a no-no. Khan snarled, spit flying from his jowls, and reared, giving Mephy a hard push away from the stray with his front paws, if he could. After that, he turned to the stray and tore out his throat without a word, spitting a hunk of larynx onto the ground. The dog's eyes went wide and blood gurgled in his throat as he struggled for a last breath - but there was no last breath, only blood, and the dog's eyes glazed. Khan watched the dog's legs kick and twitch until they slowed and then turned to Mephy. "Next time it's gonna be your throat. Stay out of my way until I'm done." He was definitely a bit grumpy now, having his kill ruined, but he had killed something. He just wished he could have drawn the death out longer and without interruption. He went to sit by Skelter, licking blood and foam from his jaws. "Well," He said boredly. "It's finished."

* Rubbalite: Skelter raised a brow as she looked back to the group to see what was going on. Mephy had finally decided to do something only to have Khan try to push him away from the almost dead dog. Clearly the dark fu liked to do this sort of thing alone and gets aggressive when others assist, she shall keep this in mind for future references. She slowly licked her scarred maw as she stayed guarded until she heard Khan speak to Mephy, confirming her observation about him liking to kill by himself. She eyed Khan as he sat by her and nodded her head when he spoke to her. "You did well. I look forward to seeing you climb the ranks." Whoa.. she gave a lower rank a couple compliments. She now looked over at Mephy as he was the one that wanted the body after the deed was done, just watching and waiting to see what he'd do now.

* CarnivorousVoices: Mephy clicked his jaws, but obediently swayed from Khan to allow the male to finish his play time. When the deed was done, Mephisto only took into consideration Khan's words. Very unlikely would he remember such unimportant things unless made by Mavro's voice. The afghan mutt dawdled across the stray's now lifeless, limp body, and plopped down before the carcass to go to work upon it. His fangs curled around the rib cage and began crushing through flesh, skin, bones, popping white ivory out of place before the body began to rot through. He tore, he scrounged, his back to the two capos as he dug out organs; liver, kidneys, heart, intestines. Still so warm even after the body was now dead and unmoving. Mephy would devour these pieces of treasure before they went bad, before they soaked through with maggots and dirt, until the smell brought other guests. He wouldn't leave until every last part of edible morsel was eaten. No sir.

* BenLikesBooty: Khan grinned at Skelter. Climbing ranks was something that.... held his interest. He decided he liked her, not only for the praise, but also for allowing him to fuck with the dog before he actually killed it. Some others, such as his frenemy Fail, might have stopped him from being so cruel, whereas the scarred female had stood by and watched without flinching. He didn't say anything, however, and watched with her as the afghan mutt began to... chew? Chew up the freshly dead dog. Khan didn't know what to think other then how that was a new kind of fucked up - Khan had chowed down on a chihuahua before, since, in his mind, chihuahuas didn't count as dogs, but never would he attempt to eat an actual dog. He growled, narrowing his good eye, but didn't move. "I knew he was a fucking weirdo," He grumbled half to Skelter and half to himself.

* Rubbalite: Skelter blinked as she watched Mephy began to eat the dead stray. Well.. this confirmed any suspicions she had about him. The blue capo personally had never eating a dog, though she wasn't completely against the idea if circumstances deemed it necessary. How did she feel about a dog eating another dog just because? She didn't seem to really care all that much. She glanced to Khan as he grumbled just loud enough for her to hear him. "As long as he doesn't start eating other Vernice dogs without permission from Alpha Mavro, he can eat as many strays as he wants for all I care. Besides, this way, we don't have to clean up the mess." She gave Khan a little smirk. There was always a twisted silver lining in Vernice.
A little rp of the task Bullet; Blue Relieve them of their suffering. 

Khan (c) BenLikesBooty
Skelter (c) Me
Mephy (c) CarnivorousVoices
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