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Pussy footing and fiddle farting was not something that Huckleberry did. When he saw something, he went for it- plain as that. That forwardness got him into trouble many times, and yet he never seemed to learn from it. Today was one of those days. He had been traveling south for quite a while now, drawn by the golden glint he had seen in the distance. It was high noon now- a time when a dog like him should be sitting in the shade- but he was drawn towards the gold like a fly to a zapper light.

Of course there would be obstacles. In the world he lived in, how could there not be. As he came trotting out of a small slot canyon, filled with narrow spaces and wonderful rocks for climbing, he ran smack dab into a five-some. The quintet immediately raised their head in unison, which let out a small laugh from Huck's pink lips.

"Haaaay." He drawled, "You guys been practicing that?" He smirked, his tail high and wagging. He knew the dangers of meeting rogue dogs out in the wilderness, but since he'd been seen, there was no point in hiding himself. He could tell right of the bat, that these were a touchy bunch as growls met his greeting. A younger dog- probably still older than Huck- came bounding up, his short fox-hound like hair reaching to the max to make him seem bigger.

"STATE YOUR BUSINESS, STINKWEED." He snarled, rather too loudly. Huck felt if his ears weren't tied back, they'd be flapping in the wind at the velocity of the yell coming from the mutt's yell. Blinking, he looked over at the mutt, his eyes wide. He shrugged, thinking that perhaps this dog was partially deaf, or maybe that was the custom of how they greeted each other?

"YOU'RE RIGHT. MY BUSINESS USUALLY DOES STINK." He yelled back, tail wagging happily again as he felt he answered the question quite well. Another snarl from the hound mix met his ears, but soft chuckles echoed behind him, as a few of the dogs laughed. He now noticed that the group had taken down two rabbits- obviously a hunting party. At the thought, his stomach growled, reminding him that eating was delicious. A soft voice from the back suddenly silenced the hound's snarling.

"Easy Dave." The female voice called, still staying where she was. Huck saw the owner of the voice was a lovely merl ball of fluff, and he not only thought 'Hot Dam! There be babes over in this direction!' and also 'Hot Damn! She's gotta be roasting in that fur.' Dave turned an annoyed whine coming from his mouth. He obviously wanted to control the situation and voiced so.

"Lady Osia... can I handle this one... pleeaase?" he begged. Huck smiled at his whining. What a weenie. The female, Osia, simply shrugged and watched them, obviously ready to react in case something got out of hand. The dog turned again to Huck, his tail high as he glared at the curly pooch.

"This is Ascended territory, mutt!" He growled, "And you're encroaching on our kill! Tell us what you want, or be hunted yourself!"

Suddenly, a thought entered into Huck's mind (not a common occurrence) and his gambling heart took a hold of his stomach.

"Tell you what kiddo." He said to the elder hound dog, "Ya'll say you're hunters? How about we make a deal. Lets have a little contest- Me and You Fido. We each get an hour to hunt and whoever brings back the bigger kill wins. If I win, ya'll give me those two little rabbits- if you win, I tell you what I'm doing and ya'll can keep what I've got in my pouch here." He wiggled his little hips, a couple of tantalizing jingling noises coming from the inside. He could tell he lured the small hound with the noise and he perked up rather quickly. Dave smirked at Huck, completely content with his abilities and turned to Osia.

"You alright with that boss?" He gloated, turning back to Huck with a sassy smile plastered on his face. Osia again shrugged, thinking Dave could do what he wanted.

"Alright raggamuffin." Dave finally agreed, lining up with him. "Get ready to have your pride feel... not... not prideful!" He finished lamely, head still high. Huck let out a chuckle, looking back at the group of hunters.

"If you ladies wouldn't mind skinning those for me, I'd be much obliged." He called back, winking at a tall and lovely Dane mix. Mmm... he wouldn't mind cuddling up to some of thei-

He suddenly snapped out of it as Dave suddenly yelled "GO!" and took off like a rocket. Huck let out a big ol' "HAAAAAA" and quickly followed suit, bounding after him for a little while and then turning down one of the tunnels in the slot canyon. He quickly put his nose to the ground and slowed, keeping his eyes open for any tracks. He was a good hunter, that was for sure, but he didn't really know how well Dave was either, so he kept himself focused on the task at hand.

Thirty minutes later, Huck was starting to feel a little pressure. He'd been on the trail for a while, but really hadn't found anything. He paused suddenly as a howl of triumph came from a dog a little ways away. Cursing himself, Dave must have found something. A little panicky, Huck began running, trying to find something.

Huck was really feeling it as there were only ten minutes left. 'You gatta be kiddin me...' he thought to himself as a voice called through the slot canyon.

"STILL THERE GOYDER." the annoying voice of Dave called out. "OR DID YOU RUN AWAY FROM EMBARRASSMENT??" His laugh echoed through the canyon, and just as the last giggle reached Hucks ears, he raised his head hearing something else. Slowly a grin spread on his face as he tiptoed behind a nearby boulder and crouched low. Soon enough hoofbeats came closer and closer until WHAM! Huck jumped from his hiding place, nailing a female antelope right in the jugular. What a kill! He thought, squeezing his jaws tighter to make sure the animal was dead. She must have gotten scared by Dave's dumb yelling and came galloping out this way! Lady Luck, you've done it again!

With only one minute left to go, the group gasped as Huck came out of the slot canyon, tugging and pulling at the carcass towards the group. He stopped once they were in sight, wagging his tail triumphantly as he saw Dave had only been able to nab a large tortoise.

"Sorry for the wait Ladies." He called to the girls behind Dave. "Took me a while to get this back to the starting point." An annoyed growl issued from Osia at Dave who visibly wilted in front of them all. She slowly took a step forward, drawing herself up to address Huck.

"Unfortunately, you won't be getting these rabbits," she ordered softly. Huck couldn't help but wag his tail at the sound of her voice. It was smooth and lovely and he wanted to get his nose right up next to her b-

"But fortunately we shall make a new deal." She smiled at him, giving her curled tail one soft wiggle. "Come join The Following. We could use a dog like you." Huck tilted his head at her, raising one eyebrow.

"The Following?" He asked, a little confused. "... there wouldn't happen to be something big and gold there, would it?"

It was Osia's turn to be a little confused as she thought for a moment and then nodded. "If you mean the statue of our God Zonje, then yes, there is." Huck wagged once more, a new light coming into his eyes. Ahhh, so The Prize was a massive ass statue, huh?

"That's what I've been lookin' for, lovely!" He said truthfully, giving her a smile. "I'd be delighted to join y'alls cult."

Osia let out a small growl. "You'll need to watch your tongue a little more Mr.... what was your name again?"

"Name's Huck Ma'am. Huckleberry T. Walker"

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Featuring

DAVE CHAUNCEY
Osia
Miah
Bragga
Sekhemet

Description

Pussy footing and fiddle farting was not something that Huckleberry did. When he saw something, he went for it- plain as that. That forwardness got him into trouble many times, and yet he never seemed to learn from it. Today was one of those days. He had been traveling south for quite a while now, drawn by the golden glint he had seen in the distance. It was high noon now- a time when a dog like him should be sitting in the shade- but he was drawn towards the gold like a fly to a zapper light.

Of course there would be obstacles. In the world he lived in, how could there not be. As he came trotting out of a small slot canyon, filled with narrow spaces and wonderful rocks for climbing, he ran smack dab into a five-some. The quintet immediately raised their head in unison, which let out a small laugh from Huck's pink lips.

"Haaaay." He drawled, "You guys been practicing that?" He smirked, his tail high and wagging. He knew the dangers of meeting rogue dogs out in the wilderness, but since he'd been seen, there was no point in hiding himself. He could tell right of the bat, that these were a touchy bunch as growls met his greeting. A younger dog- probably still older than Huck- came bounding up, his short fox-hound like hair reaching to the max to make him seem bigger.

"STATE YOUR BUSINESS, STINKWEED." He snarled, rather too loudly. Huck felt if his ears weren't tied back, they'd be flapping in the wind at the velocity of the yell coming from the mutt's yell. Blinking, he looked over at the mutt, his eyes wide. He shrugged, thinking that perhaps this dog was partially deaf, or maybe that was the custom of how they greeted each other?

"YOU'RE RIGHT. MY BUSINESS USUALLY DOES STINK." He yelled back, tail wagging happily again as he felt he answered the question quite well. Another snarl from the hound mix met his ears, but soft chuckles echoed behind him, as a few of the dogs laughed. He now noticed that the group had taken down two rabbits- obviously a hunting party. At the thought, his stomach growled, reminding him that eating was delicious. A soft voice from the back suddenly silenced the hound's snarling.

"Easy Dave." The female voice called, still staying where she was. Huck saw the owner of the voice was a lovely merl ball of fluff, and he not only thought 'Hot Dam! There be babes over in this direction!' and also 'Hot Damn! She's gotta be roasting in that fur.' Dave turned an annoyed whine coming from his mouth. He obviously wanted to control the situation and voiced so.

"Lady Osia... can I handle this one... pleeaase?" he begged. Huck smiled at his whining. What a weenie. The female, Osia, simply shrugged and watched them, obviously ready to react in case something got out of hand. The dog turned again to Huck, his tail high as he glared at the curly pooch.

"This is Ascended territory, mutt!" He growled, "And you're encroaching on our kill! Tell us what you want, or be hunted yourself!"

Suddenly, a thought entered into Huck's mind (not a common occurrence) and his gambling heart took a hold of his stomach.

"Tell you what kiddo." He said to the elder hound dog, "Ya'll say you're hunters? How about we make a deal. Lets have a little contest- Me and You Fido. We each get an hour to hunt and whoever brings back the bigger kill wins. If I win, ya'll give me those two little rabbits- if you win, I tell you what I'm doing and ya'll can keep what I've got in my pouch here." He wiggled his little hips, a couple of tantalizing jingling noises coming from the inside. He could tell he lured the small hound with the noise and he perked up rather quickly. Dave smirked at Huck, completely content with his abilities and turned to Osia.

"You alright with that boss?" He gloated, turning back to Huck with a sassy smile plastered on his face. Osia again shrugged, thinking Dave could do what he wanted.

"Alright raggamuffin." Dave finally agreed, lining up with him. "Get ready to have your pride feel... not... not prideful!" He finished lamely, head still high. Huck let out a chuckle, looking back at the group of hunters.

"If you ladies wouldn't mind skinning those for me, I'd be much obliged." He called back, winking at a tall and lovely Dane mix. Mmm... he wouldn't mind cuddling up to some of thei-

He suddenly snapped out of it as Dave suddenly yelled "GO!" and took off like a rocket. Huck let out a big ol' "HAAAAAA" and quickly followed suit, bounding after him for a little while and then turning down one of the tunnels in the slot canyon. He quickly put his nose to the ground and slowed, keeping his eyes open for any tracks. He was a good hunter, that was for sure, but he didn't really know how well Dave was either, so he kept himself focused on the task at hand.

Thirty minutes later, Huck was starting to feel a little pressure. He'd been on the trail for a while, but really hadn't found anything. He paused suddenly as a howl of triumph came from a dog a little ways away. Cursing himself, Dave must have found something. A little panicky, Huck began running, trying to find something.

Huck was really feeling it as there were only ten minutes left. 'You gatta be kiddin me...' he thought to himself as a voice called through the slot canyon.

"STILL THERE GOYDER." the annoying voice of Dave called out. "OR DID YOU RUN AWAY FROM EMBARRASSMENT??" His laugh echoed through the canyon, and just as the last giggle reached Hucks ears, he raised his head hearing something else. Slowly a grin spread on his face as he tiptoed behind a nearby boulder and crouched low. Soon enough hoofbeats came closer and closer until WHAM! Huck jumped from his hiding place, nailing a female antelope right in the jugular. What a kill! He thought, squeezing his jaws tighter to make sure the animal was dead. She must have gotten scared by Dave's dumb yelling and came galloping out this way! Lady Luck, you've done it again!

With only one minute left to go, the group gasped as Huck came out of the slot canyon, tugging and pulling at the carcass towards the group. He stopped once they were in sight, wagging his tail triumphantly as he saw Dave had only been able to nab a large tortoise.

"Sorry for the wait Ladies." He called to the girls behind Dave. "Took me a while to get this back to the starting point." An annoyed growl issued from Osia at Dave who visibly wilted in front of them all. She slowly took a step forward, drawing herself up to address Huck.

"Unfortunately, you won't be getting these rabbits," she ordered softly. Huck couldn't help but wag his tail at the sound of her voice. It was smooth and lovely and he wanted to get his nose right up next to her b-

"But fortunately we shall make a new deal." She smiled at him, giving her curled tail one soft wiggle. "Come join The Following. We could use a dog like you." Huck tilted his head at her, raising one eyebrow.

"The Following?" He asked, a little confused. "... there wouldn't happen to be something big and gold there, would it?"

It was Osia's turn to be a little confused as she thought for a moment and then nodded. "If you mean the statue of our God Zonje, then yes, there is." Huck wagged once more, a new light coming into his eyes. Ahhh, so The Prize was a massive ass statue, huh?

"That's what I've been lookin' for, lovely!" He said truthfully, giving her a smile. "I'd be delighted to join y'alls cult."

Osia let out a small growl. "You'll need to watch your tongue a little more Mr.... what was your name again?"

"Name's Huck Ma'am. Huckleberry T. Walker"

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Featuring

DAVE CHAUNCEY
Osia
Miah
Bragga
Sekhemet