something evils lurking in the dark, bear.

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It�s Close to midnight and something evils lurking in the dark,
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart,
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it.

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The large body of Buru was laid stretch out upon the bar top in the gratious saloon. He was sleeping and having quite a good dream actually. He was mounted on a ginger pitbull who was having a hard time trying to get away - yes, she didn't want him in this dream and Buru was having a lot of fun tearing into her with his claws and teeth. The fact blood was trickling over her body as he satisfied himself just seemed to turn Buru on and drive him on to do it harder, faster, and just a hell of a lot more crueler. He had his dark side and day by day this dark side of his grew. He didn't have much of a conscience - hell he could have sworn it died ages ago actually. He had never felt guilt before. Not even when he slaughtered his own mother. That had actually been rather a lot of fun to him. Laid upon the bar top his legs moved a little making it look like he was running in his sleep.

A loud smash was heard, as if glass had just been shattered, which promptly woke up the sleeping rottweiler cross. His head darted up, eyes open, and his tail raising up a little.

"I'm up. I'm up."

He spoke like a child telling its mother that he was up already and didn't need anymore annoying encouragement. He looked around the saloon noticing no one was there. There wasn't any smashed glass either. Perhaps it had come from the rooms on the floor above? Parting his lips he opened up his massive jaw and yawned deeply before pushing his growing frame up. Jumping down from the bar top he padded over to the stairs and trotted up them not in any rush to see who was there. On one hand it could just be another Mafia dog, a superior most likely since he was on the bottom rung - for now - or it could be prey. Buru half hoped it would be prey so he could torture it a while. The other Mafia members seemed to be scouting round the other packs territories analysing their enemies. Unfortunately this left Buru on his own, and when that happened he usually reverted to his puppy ways which included playing, sleeping, and the occassional torture of any tiny mammals that still lived in this place.

As he reached the floor with all the rooms he smelt a familiar scent.

"Bear!"

He yelped with exitement. He immediately pricked his ears, his eyes sparkled with delight and the bounding two year old began searching for the dog that was going to bring some fun into his life. It was always more fun to cause havoc with someone else. As Buru grew up he would become more dominant, independant, and would seek the all important top spot in the pack. However, right now, he was quite content learning from his superiors. Turning into a room where Bear's scent was strongest - in Buru's opinion, he could be wrong - he lifted his head to look around it. Now, where was his new play buddy?

"Come out, come out, wherever you are."[/i]

He teased, a smirk upon his lips as he began investigating the room.

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[L I T H I U M]

Bear's paws moved easily as he loped down the stairs from invesitating the second floor. His nose had picked up a few human scents. Wiskey, Sex and smoke. While he didn't mind those smells much, it was rather distracting when he was hunting a rat that had foudn itself a new home in one of the rooms. His large ginger ears were pricked upright as he moved, his tail waving behind him like a banner as his toenails clicked on the wooden planked flooring. A new sound had also distracted him and he let out an irritated growl as the rat had gotten away. The sound had come from down stairs.

Whatever or whoever this is is going to have to answer to me as to why they made me loose my lunch, he thought angrily as he eventually came upon the last landing of the stair case. His chocolate brown eyes landed on another male lounging around on top of the bar. Bear planted his rump down on the floor and let his forelegs come aroudn to the front of his chest, keeping his upper body erect. He regarded the male closely and began speaking to him.

"I would like you to know that you caused me to lose my lunch, literally," he said in a cold and sour tone. He didn't pant as being inside the saloon was much cooler than the temperature outside. Perhaps it was the wood that kept things cooler inside. Specially if during the 1800s the heat was almost unbearable here. Bear regarded the other male. He was slightly bigger than Bear, but what Bear lacks in size, he gains in wit and fighting stance. But he hoped it would come to that. He needed a good fight. But the voice inside his head scolded him quickly and Bear sat and waited for the other brute to speak.

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[A N G E L ,]

Its close to midnight and something evils lurking in the dark,
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart,
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it.

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"Who cares?! We can go out and get lunch. Come on Bear, lets do something fun!"[/i]

Buru pipped up, excitement glittering all over his face as he did his best not to bounce on the spot infront of his fellow Mafia pack member. Just because they were killing machines didn't mean that Buru couldn't be excited about being so - at least that was how he saw it. Most of the dogs around here seemed so subdued. If he were them he would get excited just at the thought of a potential bloodbath. Just the thought of causing chaos made his tail wag. He couldn't help but think that since all the members were so much older then him - yes he exagerated - that maybe that was the reason they didn't get excited like he did. They're so ancient. They need to get some pep! He thought a smug grin upon his brutish face. Although the pack leader was only four. Ah well, still ancient. Yep, Buru knew each Mafia pack member by name. Some he hadn't really actually talked to yet, but he did know who they were. After all you had to know who your allies were so you didn't end up physically hurting the wrong dog.

His attention was distracted for a moment as he spotted a rat. Whether it was the one Bear lost or not Buru could not be sure. However, since Buru did feel a small twinge of guilt for making the dog lose its lunch Buru decided it was hunting time. He bolted within seconds, hurtling down the stairs and began jumping over the fallen tables within the saloon part of the saloon. Accidentally Buru tripped over one table leg and his huge body went thudding to the ground spinning slightly - fortunately in the direction of the rat. His paws scraped against the smooth floor as he rushed to his feet before bolting after the rat again. He looked like a bull in a china shop and to be honest it was probably one of the most amusing things to see. His eagerness and enthusiasm was all there he just wasn't as graceful and professional with his technique. It was where anyone could see that the two year old still had a lot to learn.

Within moments Buru was on top of the rat and in one swoop had the rat hanging from his mouth by the tail squirming. Proud of himself Buru began trotting back up to Bear and smirked holding the rat out towards Bear. If Buru had to be described it was probably as that loveable killer. Of course with time he would probably lose that loveable puppy charm of his and instead develop that cold, caculating charm that would have females lining up to get their asses whooped. However that wouldn't happen for a while yet. Buru was only just getting interested in females. He so far didn't have an obsession with them which would happen as he grows and then most likely die down. For now he was merely intrigued by them and what they did to him physically within his body. After all new feelings like that was bound to intrigue any male.

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