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An RP between :iconAnhurs: and I with her character Ezekiel and my darling Cash.
Tried a new art style... and I don't think I like it... Oh well... Tadaa

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Cash:
“Matthew! Don’t go too far!” Her voice sounded through the window, though bounding down the porch steps in a single leap the cattle dog hardly noticed them.
“Okay momma!!” At the sound of the little boys shrill voice Cash spun around to see the red headed pup close the house door. “Come on!” Barking loudly at the human the dog ran back to his human to collect a pat on the head before taking off again. Then the two boys ran.
Young and full of energy they sprinted down the dirt road, Matthew laughing, and Cashes pink tongue lolling from his maw. That went on for only a short ways before the dog noticed a figure up ahead and haulted. Slowly stopping the red headed boy looked back at his friend. “Hu? Cash? Come!” He called. Cash pinned his ears and walked ahead of his boy peering at the figure. “What is it?”

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel had wandered off from the strays territory towards the farmlands, hoping to catch an easy meal around there. After all, he had spent most of his youth preying on chickens, young calves, and even foals that belonged to the farmers. It had been easier when he was young and had a pack, but he could still move enough to catch a chicken or two, or at least get some eggs.

As he walked he heard the bark of another dog, causing him to frown. He didn't feel like fighting, but considering how starved he was, he couldn't really afford to pass this up. Plus, he had another mouth to feed back in the alleys. He walked a bit further before he spotted the dog and another figure beside him. He was downwind from them, and the strong smell of a human hit his nose the moment he raised his head. A growl rose in his throat, hackles rising on his shoulders as he lowered his head into a more predatory stance, though he didn't move a single step, waiting to see what was going to happen.

Cash:
Watching the other dog Cash held still. It growled and Cash just watched. Turning he nudged his boy back to the house, but the human ignored him. "Puppy?" He called curiously. Eager to meet the strange dog the little boy walked closer. Growling, Cash stepped in front of him again, blocking the boy from getting closer to the obviously unhappy dog. "Cash? Cash move. I wanna say hi," the little boy said pushing at his dog to move.

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel's gaze went from the boy to the dog, his lip curling to reveal his sharp incisors. He wasn't sure what to make of the situation, but he was starving and he needed something to eat, so he wasn't about to let these two stop him. He took a step closer, towering over the smaller collie-mix as he growled louder in warning. He didn't want anything to do with the human, despite how young he seemed,, and if the boy made any move towards him he wasn't afraid to snap at him.

Cash:
“Go away!” Cash barked as his lip curled. “This isn’t your land!” The cattle dog wouldn’t have any of this so close to his own home. He didn’t care how big the other mutt was, no one was hurting his animals or his humans. Scared and confused the little boy grabbed a handful of his dogs fur. “Git’ stray!” Cash demanded standing his ground. The stranger didn’t smell like any dog he knew around here, and no farm dog would act like this.
“Cash? Lets go play somewhere else…” The little boy whispered as his big blue eyes stared at the strange dog with fear.

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel didn't bother to grace the farm dog with a response, instead snarling louder and snapping his teeth at the two of them in warning, hackles up as he began to approach, taking slow steps as though he were hunting them. He hadn't anticipated getting into a fight, but it wasn't going to deter him from food. His ribs were showing by now with how long it had been since he'd eaten last, and he wasn't going to let that pup of his starve to death either.

Cash:
Stepping back Cash snarled. Out of fear Matthew turned and ran home screaming for his mother. Snarling Cash snapped his jaws. "Go away. Find somewhere else to eat! The chickens are arnt for snacking on," the cattle dog snarled as his hackles rose. Cash didnt want to fight. Really he didnt. This dog was bigger, and fighting would only cause bad things, but if thats what it came to, thats what it came to.

Ezekiel:
"Stop me then," Ezekiel snapped in reply, beginning to circle him with his teeth bared, snarling still. He was too desperate to give up easily, and if he had to fight this tiny mutt to get to some food, so be it. He was fine with that.

Cash:
Being circled is not a pleasant feeling. No one enjoys being treated like prey. A challenge! Fine, this was it. If it had to come to this then so be it! Spinning on his hind quarters and lunging, the cattle dog let out a loud throaty snarl, teeth bared, fur raised, and aiming his mouth right for the bigger dogs face. Cash knew he was out weighed. The stray had more mass, and more experience, but he was just fighting for survival. To fight for family, out of loyalty and love, that is a cause that puts a fire in your heart and drives you to keep going until your last breath. There was also the advantage of being regularly fed the correct nutrients and keeping up healthy working muscle. Maybe the little dog could pull this off and come out alive.

Ezekiel:
As Cash lunged, Ezekiel ducked aside and turned to bite at the other dog's hindquarters, snapping his jaws and snarling loudly. Sure, he was thin, but he was still strong and muscled, not to mention he was much larger. The farmdog might get a few bites in, but Ezekiel was confident he wasn't much of a threat. His hackles were raised as he lunged again, jumping on the smaller dog and sending them rolling into the dirt in a flurry of teeth and claws.

Cash:
Cash snapped, kicked, and grabbed at anything he could. "HEY!!" A shout grabbed the farm dogs attention from the fight. His master was running toward them a rifle in hand. "GIT! GIT! CASH! HERE! HERE! COME!" The came was shouting. Distracted the smaller dog felt jaws clamp down on him. He let out a high pitched scream of pain and terror.

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel felt satisfied as his teeth connected with the flesh on the back of Cash's neck. He shook him like a dog might shake a piece of prey before he threw him aside, snapping and snarling. When he noticed the man holding the gun, Ezekiel backed off and bared his teeth, unsure if he should stay or run. He was starving, but the man had a gun. Ezekiel had experience with those before... He wasn't sure if it was worth it or not.

Cash:
Cash fell on the ground like a rag doll. Mike ran closer. When the black stray didnt take off he raised the gun in the air and let off a loud shot. The blast of sound made Cash flinch. Pushing himself up the cattle dog bore his teeth and snarled at the other dog. His neck was covered in blood, slowly matting his black fur, and staining the white before it began to drip onto the ground. "Run, or get shot," he barked in anger. "YOU ARN"T GETTING ANYTHING!" The small dog screamed before again lunging at Ezekiels face with open jaws.

Ezekiel:
Once the shot rang out, that was it; Ezekiel was sent into a blind panic, fear overtaking his body and all logic gone from his brain. When Cash lunged at him again, Ezekiel's eyes widened in surprise, taken off guard. He felt teeth latch onto his muzzle and he quickly shook his head, snarling and snapping his jaws until he got the smaller dog off of him. Once he had, Ezekiel turned and bolted, only pausing once to snatch up a little grey pup that he had left hidden in the grass. With Hael in his jaws, Ezekiel stood atop of the hill where he had left him, blood dripping from his face as he turned around and looked at the man and the small collie. He didn't stick around long, knowing it wasn't safe for Hael here, and soon enough he turned and disappeared over the top of the hill, carrying the pup back to safety in his bloodied jaws.

Cash:
Whimpering in pain the black dog slumped to the dirt. His owner slung the gun over his shoulder and gently slipped his hands under the cattle dog. Red coated his arms as he held him close to his body. "Good boy. You did good," Mike murmured walking back to the house. Head hung back Cash watched the black stray go over the hill....

1 kibble for the rp + 1 kibble for drawing = 2 kibbles

Description
An RP between :iconAnhurs: and I with her character Ezekiel and my darling Cash.
Tried a new art style... and I don't think I like it... Oh well... Tadaa

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Cash:
“Matthew! Don’t go too far!” Her voice sounded through the window, though bounding down the porch steps in a single leap the cattle dog hardly noticed them.
“Okay momma!!” At the sound of the little boys shrill voice Cash spun around to see the red headed pup close the house door. “Come on!” Barking loudly at the human the dog ran back to his human to collect a pat on the head before taking off again. Then the two boys ran.
Young and full of energy they sprinted down the dirt road, Matthew laughing, and Cashes pink tongue lolling from his maw. That went on for only a short ways before the dog noticed a figure up ahead and haulted. Slowly stopping the red headed boy looked back at his friend. “Hu? Cash? Come!” He called. Cash pinned his ears and walked ahead of his boy peering at the figure. “What is it?”

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel had wandered off from the strays territory towards the farmlands, hoping to catch an easy meal around there. After all, he had spent most of his youth preying on chickens, young calves, and even foals that belonged to the farmers. It had been easier when he was young and had a pack, but he could still move enough to catch a chicken or two, or at least get some eggs.

As he walked he heard the bark of another dog, causing him to frown. He didn't feel like fighting, but considering how starved he was, he couldn't really afford to pass this up. Plus, he had another mouth to feed back in the alleys. He walked a bit further before he spotted the dog and another figure beside him. He was downwind from them, and the strong smell of a human hit his nose the moment he raised his head. A growl rose in his throat, hackles rising on his shoulders as he lowered his head into a more predatory stance, though he didn't move a single step, waiting to see what was going to happen.

Cash:
Watching the other dog Cash held still. It growled and Cash just watched. Turning he nudged his boy back to the house, but the human ignored him. "Puppy?" He called curiously. Eager to meet the strange dog the little boy walked closer. Growling, Cash stepped in front of him again, blocking the boy from getting closer to the obviously unhappy dog. "Cash? Cash move. I wanna say hi," the little boy said pushing at his dog to move.

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel's gaze went from the boy to the dog, his lip curling to reveal his sharp incisors. He wasn't sure what to make of the situation, but he was starving and he needed something to eat, so he wasn't about to let these two stop him. He took a step closer, towering over the smaller collie-mix as he growled louder in warning. He didn't want anything to do with the human, despite how young he seemed,, and if the boy made any move towards him he wasn't afraid to snap at him.

Cash:
“Go away!” Cash barked as his lip curled. “This isn’t your land!” The cattle dog wouldn’t have any of this so close to his own home. He didn’t care how big the other mutt was, no one was hurting his animals or his humans. Scared and confused the little boy grabbed a handful of his dogs fur. “Git’ stray!” Cash demanded standing his ground. The stranger didn’t smell like any dog he knew around here, and no farm dog would act like this.
“Cash? Lets go play somewhere else…” The little boy whispered as his big blue eyes stared at the strange dog with fear.

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel didn't bother to grace the farm dog with a response, instead snarling louder and snapping his teeth at the two of them in warning, hackles up as he began to approach, taking slow steps as though he were hunting them. He hadn't anticipated getting into a fight, but it wasn't going to deter him from food. His ribs were showing by now with how long it had been since he'd eaten last, and he wasn't going to let that pup of his starve to death either.

Cash:
Stepping back Cash snarled. Out of fear Matthew turned and ran home screaming for his mother. Snarling Cash snapped his jaws. "Go away. Find somewhere else to eat! The chickens are arnt for snacking on," the cattle dog snarled as his hackles rose. Cash didnt want to fight. Really he didnt. This dog was bigger, and fighting would only cause bad things, but if thats what it came to, thats what it came to.

Ezekiel:
"Stop me then," Ezekiel snapped in reply, beginning to circle him with his teeth bared, snarling still. He was too desperate to give up easily, and if he had to fight this tiny mutt to get to some food, so be it. He was fine with that.

Cash:
Being circled is not a pleasant feeling. No one enjoys being treated like prey. A challenge! Fine, this was it. If it had to come to this then so be it! Spinning on his hind quarters and lunging, the cattle dog let out a loud throaty snarl, teeth bared, fur raised, and aiming his mouth right for the bigger dogs face. Cash knew he was out weighed. The stray had more mass, and more experience, but he was just fighting for survival. To fight for family, out of loyalty and love, that is a cause that puts a fire in your heart and drives you to keep going until your last breath. There was also the advantage of being regularly fed the correct nutrients and keeping up healthy working muscle. Maybe the little dog could pull this off and come out alive.

Ezekiel:
As Cash lunged, Ezekiel ducked aside and turned to bite at the other dog's hindquarters, snapping his jaws and snarling loudly. Sure, he was thin, but he was still strong and muscled, not to mention he was much larger. The farmdog might get a few bites in, but Ezekiel was confident he wasn't much of a threat. His hackles were raised as he lunged again, jumping on the smaller dog and sending them rolling into the dirt in a flurry of teeth and claws.

Cash:
Cash snapped, kicked, and grabbed at anything he could. "HEY!!" A shout grabbed the farm dogs attention from the fight. His master was running toward them a rifle in hand. "GIT! GIT! CASH! HERE! HERE! COME!" The came was shouting. Distracted the smaller dog felt jaws clamp down on him. He let out a high pitched scream of pain and terror.

Ezekiel:
Ezekiel felt satisfied as his teeth connected with the flesh on the back of Cash's neck. He shook him like a dog might shake a piece of prey before he threw him aside, snapping and snarling. When he noticed the man holding the gun, Ezekiel backed off and bared his teeth, unsure if he should stay or run. He was starving, but the man had a gun. Ezekiel had experience with those before... He wasn't sure if it was worth it or not.

Cash:
Cash fell on the ground like a rag doll. Mike ran closer. When the black stray didnt take off he raised the gun in the air and let off a loud shot. The blast of sound made Cash flinch. Pushing himself up the cattle dog bore his teeth and snarled at the other dog. His neck was covered in blood, slowly matting his black fur, and staining the white before it began to drip onto the ground. "Run, or get shot," he barked in anger. "YOU ARN"T GETTING ANYTHING!" The small dog screamed before again lunging at Ezekiels face with open jaws.

Ezekiel:
Once the shot rang out, that was it; Ezekiel was sent into a blind panic, fear overtaking his body and all logic gone from his brain. When Cash lunged at him again, Ezekiel's eyes widened in surprise, taken off guard. He felt teeth latch onto his muzzle and he quickly shook his head, snarling and snapping his jaws until he got the smaller dog off of him. Once he had, Ezekiel turned and bolted, only pausing once to snatch up a little grey pup that he had left hidden in the grass. With Hael in his jaws, Ezekiel stood atop of the hill where he had left him, blood dripping from his face as he turned around and looked at the man and the small collie. He didn't stick around long, knowing it wasn't safe for Hael here, and soon enough he turned and disappeared over the top of the hill, carrying the pup back to safety in his bloodied jaws.

Cash:
Whimpering in pain the black dog slumped to the dirt. His owner slung the gun over his shoulder and gently slipped his hands under the cattle dog. Red coated his arms as he held him close to his body. "Good boy. You did good," Mike murmured walking back to the house. Head hung back Cash watched the black stray go over the hill....

1 kibble for the rp + 1 kibble for drawing = 2 kibbles