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Post by Haruka on Mar 18, 2006 23:37:15 GMT -5
Just out having herself a bit of practice, the form of a lithe golden retriever could be seen on top of a massive looking creature. It was tall and insanely muscular with rows of long sharp and yellowed teeth. A tridog, the mighty three headed dog of the underworld. Much to the amazment of most, the anthro could handle the dog pretty well, despite the fact that she only had control of one head in reality. There was only one set of reigns after all. Still, the dog turned when she needed him to and slowed down and sped up as she commanded. They raced up and down the main straight of the track, the portion that went over the school. It had quite the view...
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Evan
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Post by Evan on Mar 19, 2006 0:09:57 GMT -5
Evan sat poised on the back of her dragon elliot. they watched the tridog and it's rider race back and forth from the sidelines. The anthro wolf was in awe of the large hellhound and control its handler had over it. she'd heard that controlling such beasts was hard, yet this retriever made it look easy. Elliot snorted loudly, looking elsewhere. He didn't really see what was so great about a three headed dog anyway. They were just freaky mutant things...
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Post by Haruka on Mar 19, 2006 10:16:21 GMT -5
As they raced down the straight again, the retriever couldn't help but grin. It felt good, the wind in her hair, the powerful dog moving and flexing beneath her, the sound of heavy paws slapping the concrete in a loud echoing fashion. She lived for this, this speed, this exhilaration. It was wonderful, to be so close to flying without wings...
But her bliss was short lived as they quickly reached the other end of the straight and began to turn around. On such a tall animal, corner were taken quite slowly to avoid a fall, but as they turned, all three sets of eyes caught sight of the dragon behind the track fence. Growling instinctively, the dog was distracted enough to make his rider look up as well. A beautiful wolf morph sat quite poised on the dragon's back and the retriever was instantly curious. Sending her dog over in a trott, they soon were even with the pair, though Boscino was less than enthused about it, shifting uneasily beneath his rider and glaring daggers at the dragon. Haruka simply ignored him, flashing the wolf a warm smile.
"Hey. Nice dragon..."
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