«We Could Be Legends»

Wolfram hissed at both of them, coiling back like a snake ready to strike its prey, "I've been saying that this whole time!"
River whirled on him, stalking forward, her hands clenching threateningly. "So have I, Wolfram. So shut up, and let's go. I'm sick and tired of all of this, everyone here has lost friends, and family. So, let's do the one thing that we all have in common, which is getting this key and destroying it before Miss. Monster-Mapleshade gets it, agreed, Wolfram?"
 
River flung herself forward, ears laid flat against her head as she stood between the two, eyes sparkling with growing ferocity. "Both of you, shut it. Misty, you are not getting the key, and that's final. Wolfram, Brisa, Jenna, can we please go get this stinkin' key?" Her eyes flickered to where Indigo was making food, disgust sliding through them. "What the-- Seriously? Yeah, let's just make food in a bank parking lot-- Never mind, Let's go, guys."

Jenna nodded, and walked into the bank.
 
"Are you really that dense? Thats how life works." she barked out a laugh, "yes I do, was it that hard to figure out?"

Misty snarled and snapped her jaws at River. "FINE" She barked and pointed an accusing finger at Wolfram but looked at River. "IVE HELD MORE POWERFUL WEAPONS IN MY HAND THAN THAT .... KEY. JUST GET IT AND GET THIS OVER WITH SO I CAN RIP OUT HIS THROAT THE SOONER." She then shot up the nearest tree and sat there in wolf form.
Jenna nodded, and walked into the bank.
River stalked towards Misty, tail lashing in annoyance. "You're acting like a whining child who is pouting because her favorite toy got taken away. My brother is dead, Misty, our children are in danger, and this? Good lord, just... Stop. I'm gonna destroy both of you if you two keep arguing." With that, she sprang around, slowly to a walk as she reached Jenna's side.
 
River stalked towards Misty, tail lashing in annoyance. "You're acting like a whining child who is pouting because her favorite toy got taken away. My brother is dead, Misty, our children are in danger, and this? Good lord, just... Stop. I'm gonna destroy both of you if you two keep arguing." With that, she sprang around, slowly to a walk as she reached Jenna's side.
(OMW WHAT DID I JUST WRITE holy crap Im too tired for this)
 
"Are you really that dense? Thats how life works." she barked out a laugh, "yes I do, was it that hard to figure out?"

Misty snarled and snapped her jaws at River. "FINE" She barked and pointed an accusing finger at Wolfram but looked at River. "IVE HELD MORE POWERFUL WEAPONS IN MY HAND THAN THAT DAMNED KEY. JUST GET IT AND GET THIS OVER WITH SO I CAN RIP OUT HIS THROAT THE SOONER." She then shot up the nearest tree and sat there in wolf form.
River whirled on him, stalking forward, her hands clenching threateningly. "So have I, Wolfram. So shut up, and let's go. I'm sick and tired of all of this, everyone here has lost friends, and family. So, let's do the one thing that we all have in common, which is getting this key and destroying it before Miss. Monster-Mapleshade gets it, agreed, Wolfram?"
"How thickskulled are you? This can destroy a entire race in a heartbeat," Wolfram snapped after Misty. He face River, utterly stoic in the most eerie way. "Fine," was his only response, before he turned and followed Jenna.
 
Plase remove hoods, hats and sunglasses.
Wolfram hissed when he saw that stupid sign posted inside the bank. He ripped the hood from his face, cringing when he caught his reflection. The bruises on his jaw had subsided, but the three claw like scratches where crusted with dark crimson blood. What are the chances someone's going to notice? How thickskulled are you? Everyone's going to notice. You're probably right. You do realize you're talking to yourself, right? Yep, and that just proves how insane I am. True. He glanced back at Brisa, wincing. "What are the chances someone's going to notice that my face is scratched? It's not...normal, as far as I'm aware, to have a scratched face."
 
Plase remove hoods, hats and sunglasses.
Wolfram hissed when he saw that stupid sign posted inside the bank. He ripped the hood from his face, cringing when he caught his reflection. The bruises on his jaw had subsided, but the three claw like scratches where crusted with dark crimson blood. What are the chances someone's going to notice? How thickskulled are you? Everyone's going to notice. You're probably right. You do realize you're talking to yourself, right? Yep, and that just proves how insane I am. True. He glanced back at Brisa, wincing. "What are the chances someone's going to notice that my face is scratched? It's not...normal, as far as I'm aware, to have a scratched face."
Brisa trotted forward to catch up with him, flinching and drawing in a sharp breath at the sight of his injuries, squinting a bit at him and cocking her head as she surveyed. “That looks pretty bad...” she replied. “Maybe if you turned that side of your face slightly away from people when you talked to them? I think you’ll be okay though if you try to act as though it’s normal, maybe. If you’re confident people shouldn’t stare.” She said, trying to see how deep the cuts were.
 
Brisa trotted forward to catch up with him, flinching and drawing in a sharp breath at the sight of his injuries, squinting a bit at him and cocking her head as she surveyed. “That looks pretty bad...” she replied. “Maybe if you turned that side of your face slightly away from people when you talked to them? I think you’ll be okay though if you try to act as though it’s normal, maybe. If you’re confident people shouldn’t stare.” She said, trying to see how deep the cuts were.
“Maybe...If someone asks, I have a really mean cat.” Wolfram concluded turning away from her and held the door open, “you have the key?”
 
River stalked towards Misty, tail lashing in annoyance. "You're acting like a whining child who is pouting because her favorite toy got taken away. My brother is dead, Misty, our children are in danger, and this? Good lord, just... Stop. I'm gonna destroy both of you if you two keep arguing." With that, she sprang around, slowly to a walk as she reached Jenna's side.

"How thickskulled are you? This can destroy a entire race in a heartbeat," Wolfram snapped after Misty. He face River, utterly stoic in the most eerie way. "Fine," was his only response, before he turned and followed Jenna.
Misty glared down upon River and Wolfram as he walked away. Memories overwhelming her mind, and anxiety pumped through her veins from worrying about her Husband. Im not myself, Im not myself, Im not myself...
She scraped her claws over her muzzle, and writhed on the branch for a moment.
Everythings going to be fine, everything's going to be fine, she looked down at a confused Delilah and Zion. WHY CANT I BE THERE TO PROTECT HIM. I HAVE THE KIDS, IM GLAD ABOUT THAT. I'D LOSE MY LITTLE SLIVER OF SANITY IF I LOST THOSE TWO. BUT THE ONE PERSON WHO LOVES ME FOR WHO I AM, THE PERSON WHO FATHERED THESE CHILDREN!... Gage... I need to find him. I pray that hes home...
 

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