°The Flight of the Burritos° A RP of Dorito's Vengeance

Queso quietly and gently nudged the precious bag of tortillas underneath a full dumpster, hoping that the stench of rotting banana peels and food scraps from the McDonald's that was adjacent to the alley would hide their beautiful scent. He stood up and turned around, scanning the many shadows of the ally- a concealer of both friends and foes - for threats. Seeing and smelling nothing, he trotted as casually as he could bear towards the edsge of town, his head high and jhis ears and tail lpow, all senses on high alert for dobermans.
 
Queso quietly and gently nudged the precious bag of tortillas underneath a full dumpster, hoping that the stench of rotting banana peels and food scraps from the McDonald's that was adjacent to the alley would hide their beautiful scent. He stood up and turned around, scanning the many shadows of the ally- a concealer of both friends and foes - for threats. Seeing and smelling nothing, he trotted as casually as he could bear towards the edsge of town, his head high and jhis ears and tail lpow, all senses on high alert for dobermans.

~Pablo darted through the foreboding alleyways of the Californian (don't ask me why, that's just where I'm imagining they are. :lol:) His ears were erect, swiveling at the faintest crunch or huff within the reach of his keen hearing. For a young coyote such as himself, his senses were up there with the elite of SADs. He slunk up to a metal grate, his tail curling as he tried to scent any of his comrades through the passageway beneath the town.~
 
(If you like total hilarity, go right ahead!
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