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Shaking violently, Aries was thrust against the splintered cutting stump. The large man came towards him swiftly, picking up the axe laying softly against the cold ground. With harsh hands choking his young throat and a slight of the mans hand, both ears were severed from his flesh. Yelps pierced the December air as the man held him by the tail and dragged him back into the barn. There was nothing he could do. Aries was just a puppy. As the burly man cracked him into the kennel, his tail snapped before he hit the cement wall. Aries slid down onto the side of his beaten and warm mother. Her cold nose nuzzled his sore and limp body. The kennel door slammed shut. The man had left. Taking in his last breaths as he leaned against his mother, the blood from his head dripped down into his eyes. Gently licking it away, his mother shut her eyes to avoid seeing her last pup, slowly dying before her sight. Aries could only lie there. Bleeding... Suffering... trying to hold on for the sake of his mother, his lids began to droop, trying shut out the pain.

Yes, yes! This is my newest hellhound! The big difference in him is he was alive at one point, instead of being created. He wears the armor to cover his mutilations- his severed ears, his broken tail and his arm: stripped of all its flesh by the knife of the man that had owned his mother.
Such a depressing story. Animal cruelty of any kind should be stopped and the people should be harshly punished.

Oh, Aries is supposed to have a thin, messed up body. Everything here is done on purpose.

H.H. Aries © Crying-Chimera
Art © Crying-Chimera

H.H. = HellHound

Description
Shaking violently, Aries was thrust against the splintered cutting stump. The large man came towards him swiftly, picking up the axe laying softly against the cold ground. With harsh hands choking his young throat and a slight of the mans hand, both ears were severed from his flesh. Yelps pierced the December air as the man held him by the tail and dragged him back into the barn. There was nothing he could do. Aries was just a puppy. As the burly man cracked him into the kennel, his tail snapped before he hit the cement wall. Aries slid down onto the side of his beaten and warm mother. Her cold nose nuzzled his sore and limp body. The kennel door slammed shut. The man had left. Taking in his last breaths as he leaned against his mother, the blood from his head dripped down into his eyes. Gently licking it away, his mother shut her eyes to avoid seeing her last pup, slowly dying before her sight. Aries could only lie there. Bleeding... Suffering... trying to hold on for the sake of his mother, his lids began to droop, trying shut out the pain.

Yes, yes! This is my newest hellhound! The big difference in him is he was alive at one point, instead of being created. He wears the armor to cover his mutilations- his severed ears, his broken tail and his arm: stripped of all its flesh by the knife of the man that had owned his mother.
Such a depressing story. Animal cruelty of any kind should be stopped and the people should be harshly punished.

Oh, Aries is supposed to have a thin, messed up body. Everything here is done on purpose.

H.H. Aries © Crying-Chimera
Art © Crying-Chimera

H.H. = HellHound