Dogfight

[Loca]

Roleplay da dogfights here if you cannot get on FH :3
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Loca sat at the edge of the pit where the dogs fought. She let her eyes rest on each puddle of blood. "The weak deserve to suffer." She mumbled to herself. "They don't fit. Not enough room." She padded only feet away from the pit, sitting.

[Dai]

Phantom walked to where she usually sits and circled it. "Yep." She agreed and sat down. "If they can't fight then they can't live anyways, since they are weak." She chuckled and gritted her teeth.

[Loca]

Loca enjoyed seeing the weak suffer. In her world, there was no room for the weak. "The humans need to find more mutts out there." She muttered. "Then we can soon start picking the top fighters to breed more pups with the blood of the strong." She began scratching her ear for a moment. "They better not bring little runts here. Little Pomeranians and crap. They won't survive these fights for a day."

[Dai]

She nodded and put her head on her paws. "You mean to make them stronger?" She asked and scratched her ear with her back leg. She shook her head and sat up. "We can make them stronger , you know, if you want more fighting dogs." She said loud and clear.

[Loca]

"Dogs like Chihuahuas and little Dachshunds? By God, it'd take years. They're tiny little rats, and would get mauled by the others the first fight. We're not looking for a rat fight, we're looking for a death fight, idiot." She growled, narrowing her eyes.

[Dai]

She laughed "Haha no. If we find big dogs but weak we can make them stronger and give some of them chances atleast, and if they don't learn we can just kill them." She snapped and growled at Loca.

[Loca]

"I am not wasting my time to tutor the weak, Phantom." She growled, approaching the pit. "The only time when it's worth 'wasting' is watching the weak suffer." She flicked an ear, imaging herself taking down another dog. She had won so many fights, she cannot remember ever loosing one.

[Dai]

She rolled her eyes. "If you want more fighting dogs then it's not wasting time. Maybe it will be hard to get strong ones hm?" She snarled and got a bit annoyed. 'I'm not even going to try to explain this.' She thought and scratched her ear again.

[Dai]

She rolled her eyes. "If you want more fighting dogs then it's not wasting time. Maybe it will be hard to get strong ones hm?" She snarled and got a bit annoyed. 'I'm not even going to try to explain this.' She thought and scratched her ear again.

[Loca]

"It's wasting time if they are weak. They need to know how to fight already unless they're a stupid pup." She told her, circling the pit for a moment. "If you think you're so smart, why don't you challenge me to a fight? Unless you're so smart, you know not to fight me."

[Dai]

She mocked "Of course my darling you're so fabulous," She growled and lay down again "I'm going to sleep" She grumbled and bit her fur to get an itch out. She sneezed and ignored the other dogs, going to sleep.

[Loca]

"Yea, whatever." She muttered, heading back to her original spot. She sat, soon laying. She rested her head on her paws, wishing she was watching a fight by now. She closed her eyes, soon dozing off.

[Diana]

Diana quickly walked out from beneath a table, padding up next to Loca. She bared her sharpened teeth, the edges reflecting light off the walls. "What are you two arguing about now? Not that the sound of anger and hatred isn't beautiful, but it keeps me awake. And sleep is beautiful as well." The black German Shepherd glared down at Phantom, exhaling deeply, causing her nostrils to flare. Her leather-like, scarred nose filled with the sweet scents of blood, gore and overwhelming anxiety. It was gorgeous. Diana then moved her now softened glare at Loca. "Don't worry, Loca. We'll go out soon to recruit fighters, force or not. Now let's rest on this, and relax a bit." Diana padded away, sinking to the ground and slinking back underneath the crate table to return to her beauty-sleep, licking her fresh wounds on her forelegs.

[Loca]

The doberman nodded to Diana. "I can't wait to see more fights. It's been too long since the last one." She groaned, rolling onto her side. "Damn, it's beautiful here." She sighed, fixing her brown eyes on the dry bloodstains. "This place is just perfect." She would always be reminded of blood and gore. Not that it was horrible. No, it was far from that. "I swear, if any weak dogs come, I'll show them what it takes to get into the fights. Not weakness. I hate weakness." She huffed, breaking off into a lazy yawn.

[Diana]

"Weakness is the beginning of strength. It can just be enforced with training." Diana reminded her friend, companion, and partner in crime. She yawned, closed her luscious cocoa eyes, and saw the flashbacks of the fight that got her and Loca to the top. Blood all over the camera screen. Guts still can't get out of the ground. All the time, Diana would sneak away and watch the tapped fight, loving every second of her opponent begging for mercy, one paw was in Diana's mouth, she had spit it away and delivered the final death blow to the suffering dog- yes kept it slow and painful by gently ripping apart the dog's haunches, then biting its muzzle from the stop and down. "And that's how it's done." Diana said, smacking the large red button on the rectangular thing that controlled the screen with her paw and jumped down from the swivel chair, then sneaked back under her table to sleep.