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No one please say how shitting the BG is... I SUCK at BGs, especially traditional... That and my prisma markers died half way through this so... >3>
My story will make up for the shotty BG

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The stench of the sewers was an overwhelming thing to the Capo's sensitive nose, but something drove the lone dog down into the pits of the underbelly of the city... He had heard that there was a group of canines down here, one's that called this dismal and damp place home. The smell of what ever floated down the sewers made the long legged canine want to let his stomach roll... But fighting back the urge, he exposed the white of his fangs held within his maw. It was silent, all say for his lightly padding of his paws over the cold tunnel tracks... Over the stench he could vaguely smell other canines, and knew that this path must have been well traveled, but by who made him wonder. Themis wasn't much to fear others, seeing as if he felt threatened Judgement usually took over. Maybe it was his duel personality, maybe it was just his curse... That he didn't know, but he knew he usually resulted the victor.
It was then that a snarl caught his ears, and they swiveled on his skull to find the source of the threat. Cold blue eyes met those of another Capo, who was equally as tall and as bulky as himself. Eyeing up the darker pelted male, Themis lifted a questioning lip in his direction, baring his teeth ever so slightly at the confrontation. "And WHAT are you doing here vermin?" The other dog hissed, his black bits of hackles standing up on greasy ends. Themis simply turned, lifting his head and tail to equally set as dominating, for he didn't know who this dog with an overdeveloped attitude and sharp tongue was. "Judgement. Or Themis if you must." He growled back, focusing hard on the other male as he slipped from the tunnel he had crawled out of. The other dog sneered, meeting the dominating opposition with his own body posture and let a gleaming fanged 'smile' towards the grey and white Capo. "Atro... THE Atro, of the Di Fonga. And you, rat shit, are tramping without a care on my turf. State what you want, or get out...And you won't leave without a few new scars..." It was then that Themis realized who he was meeting, and he blinked a few times in surprise. In the dreary light of the tunnels, he hadn't recognized the rumored appearance of Atro... But he was something that the rats had whispered. Shining a smile of his own, Themis averted his eyes downward and dipped his head submissively. He almost thought the skullfaced canine was going to leap at him and attempt to tear him apart at his movement... But to his surprise, he stood well footed. "Then my apologies The Atro" Themis said, his words dripping a little humor over them before he looked back up towards the male. "I was told of your power, and of the pack you are forming down here... I wish to be a Di Fonga." It was then that the tunnels erupted into laughter, and he looked back up to meet the other male's maw spread wide and his head lulled back. The laughter echoed and bounced off the walls enough to nearly make his ears ache. "YOU... You... Join? Ahahahaha!!" He erupted into another form of laughter, but when he saw the serious and perplexed expression on Themis's face, his tone hardened, as did his features. "Fine. If you want to be a cannon fodder so bad then good for you fleabag." Themis was surprised... It was that easy? Raising his head and opening his mouth to thank the 'alpha', he was cut short. "Ohh no boy... It's not that simple. You need to prove your mangy hide is worth it... Follow me, if you're not to much of a coward."Atro sneered once more, and disappeared down the tunnel he had just slipped out of... And Themis silently followed.

They walked for what seemed like an eternity, and Themis began to wonder if they were going to become lost in the darkness of these tunnels... twists and turns, ups and downs... Fallen pipes, sunken in areas, was this dog trying to lead him into something? His collar tinkled lightly as he hunkered his head low, attempting to fit his hulk through the evershrinking lines of tunnels. Finally, the two came to a stop... And Themis nearly hurled at the sight. The stream of water if you wanted to call it that flowed in front of him had a murky green color, and items of unknown origin or design floated lifelessly deeper into the darkness. Averting his eyes towards Atro, he saw that sneer fill his face once more. And that's what he said to do what Themis feared. "If you want in so bad... Swim." Groaning in the back of his throat, Themis looked down at the murky water, barely seeing his reflection in the sludge... he was half tempted to turn tail and simply leave, but he wasn't a coward, and he wouldn't let this dog win. He could see the smile growing over the other dog's maw at his hesitation... and he knew he was enjoying it. Snorting, he lifted his head and turned, walking a few paces back. "Oh... Leaving so soon? Be sure to not let the rats bite you on the way ou-" Atro was taken by surprise as Themis turned and leapt into air, his elongated legs stretched out in front of him and his paws reaching out for something solid beneath him... He almost thought he could skip across the muck, but he soon found himself sink into the darkness. Atro's posture lifted, and he stiffened, staring as the male pushed his way through the waters. Themis struggled, as many he supposed would in the waters, but growling under his breath he clenched his jaws and continued forward. He didn't dare open his mouth to pant, for he feared what he would swallow... The current pulled him, and his muscles began to ache... But he would not give in. Judgement would not let him! Throwing his chest forward, he pushed to the far wall, before turning and beginning to make his way back... Where Atro was waiting. He stared the other swimming Capo down, and saw the cold fire behind his eyes and something deep down made him want to start smiling again. Finally, a slender paw touched the reassuring feeling of cold ground once more... And he hulled his body out of the sludge he had just been told to swim through. He looked towards the dark canine and dipped his head in a bow. "Anything else, Alpha?" Snorting in response, Atro turned and began to make his way back to the pack. "Welcome to Di Fonga Judgement... Just watch your step, cause the waters here are stronger then that current you just swam through... Careful you don't drown in it." the warning was hissed and Themis nodded, following silently behind and awaiting to meet the rest of the pack... and clean this gross stuff out of his coat.
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Mafia Hound Breed [CCDI's] © *CanidaeKing . They are a closed breed, not for one's own personal creation

Description
No one please say how shitting the BG is... I SUCK at BGs, especially traditional... That and my prisma markers died half way through this so... >3>
My story will make up for the shotty BG

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The stench of the sewers was an overwhelming thing to the Capo's sensitive nose, but something drove the lone dog down into the pits of the underbelly of the city... He had heard that there was a group of canines down here, one's that called this dismal and damp place home. The smell of what ever floated down the sewers made the long legged canine want to let his stomach roll... But fighting back the urge, he exposed the white of his fangs held within his maw. It was silent, all say for his lightly padding of his paws over the cold tunnel tracks... Over the stench he could vaguely smell other canines, and knew that this path must have been well traveled, but by who made him wonder. Themis wasn't much to fear others, seeing as if he felt threatened Judgement usually took over. Maybe it was his duel personality, maybe it was just his curse... That he didn't know, but he knew he usually resulted the victor.
It was then that a snarl caught his ears, and they swiveled on his skull to find the source of the threat. Cold blue eyes met those of another Capo, who was equally as tall and as bulky as himself. Eyeing up the darker pelted male, Themis lifted a questioning lip in his direction, baring his teeth ever so slightly at the confrontation. "And WHAT are you doing here vermin?" The other dog hissed, his black bits of hackles standing up on greasy ends. Themis simply turned, lifting his head and tail to equally set as dominating, for he didn't know who this dog with an overdeveloped attitude and sharp tongue was. "Judgement. Or Themis if you must." He growled back, focusing hard on the other male as he slipped from the tunnel he had crawled out of. The other dog sneered, meeting the dominating opposition with his own body posture and let a gleaming fanged 'smile' towards the grey and white Capo. "Atro... THE Atro, of the Di Fonga. And you, rat shit, are tramping without a care on my turf. State what you want, or get out...And you won't leave without a few new scars..." It was then that Themis realized who he was meeting, and he blinked a few times in surprise. In the dreary light of the tunnels, he hadn't recognized the rumored appearance of Atro... But he was something that the rats had whispered. Shining a smile of his own, Themis averted his eyes downward and dipped his head submissively. He almost thought the skullfaced canine was going to leap at him and attempt to tear him apart at his movement... But to his surprise, he stood well footed. "Then my apologies The Atro" Themis said, his words dripping a little humor over them before he looked back up towards the male. "I was told of your power, and of the pack you are forming down here... I wish to be a Di Fonga." It was then that the tunnels erupted into laughter, and he looked back up to meet the other male's maw spread wide and his head lulled back. The laughter echoed and bounced off the walls enough to nearly make his ears ache. "YOU... You... Join? Ahahahaha!!" He erupted into another form of laughter, but when he saw the serious and perplexed expression on Themis's face, his tone hardened, as did his features. "Fine. If you want to be a cannon fodder so bad then good for you fleabag." Themis was surprised... It was that easy? Raising his head and opening his mouth to thank the 'alpha', he was cut short. "Ohh no boy... It's not that simple. You need to prove your mangy hide is worth it... Follow me, if you're not to much of a coward."Atro sneered once more, and disappeared down the tunnel he had just slipped out of... And Themis silently followed.

They walked for what seemed like an eternity, and Themis began to wonder if they were going to become lost in the darkness of these tunnels... twists and turns, ups and downs... Fallen pipes, sunken in areas, was this dog trying to lead him into something? His collar tinkled lightly as he hunkered his head low, attempting to fit his hulk through the evershrinking lines of tunnels. Finally, the two came to a stop... And Themis nearly hurled at the sight. The stream of water if you wanted to call it that flowed in front of him had a murky green color, and items of unknown origin or design floated lifelessly deeper into the darkness. Averting his eyes towards Atro, he saw that sneer fill his face once more. And that's what he said to do what Themis feared. "If you want in so bad... Swim." Groaning in the back of his throat, Themis looked down at the murky water, barely seeing his reflection in the sludge... he was half tempted to turn tail and simply leave, but he wasn't a coward, and he wouldn't let this dog win. He could see the smile growing over the other dog's maw at his hesitation... and he knew he was enjoying it. Snorting, he lifted his head and turned, walking a few paces back. "Oh... Leaving so soon? Be sure to not let the rats bite you on the way ou-" Atro was taken by surprise as Themis turned and leapt into air, his elongated legs stretched out in front of him and his paws reaching out for something solid beneath him... He almost thought he could skip across the muck, but he soon found himself sink into the darkness. Atro's posture lifted, and he stiffened, staring as the male pushed his way through the waters. Themis struggled, as many he supposed would in the waters, but growling under his breath he clenched his jaws and continued forward. He didn't dare open his mouth to pant, for he feared what he would swallow... The current pulled him, and his muscles began to ache... But he would not give in. Judgement would not let him! Throwing his chest forward, he pushed to the far wall, before turning and beginning to make his way back... Where Atro was waiting. He stared the other swimming Capo down, and saw the cold fire behind his eyes and something deep down made him want to start smiling again. Finally, a slender paw touched the reassuring feeling of cold ground once more... And he hulled his body out of the sludge he had just been told to swim through. He looked towards the dark canine and dipped his head in a bow. "Anything else, Alpha?" Snorting in response, Atro turned and began to make his way back to the pack. "Welcome to Di Fonga Judgement... Just watch your step, cause the waters here are stronger then that current you just swam through... Careful you don't drown in it." the warning was hissed and Themis nodded, following silently behind and awaiting to meet the rest of the pack... and clean this gross stuff out of his coat.
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Mafia Hound Breed [CCDI's] © *CanidaeKing . They are a closed breed, not for one's own personal creation