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Quote: Harli snapped awake, leaving her pups and rushing over. Her eyes grew wide, seeing the young male and his pup. "Jargo! Who is this?!" she cried, just staring.
The tiny pup mewled weakly, her voice small and raspy. She was obviously malnourished, because her tiny ribs stuck out in plain view. The same was with the father.
Harli's instincts took over, and at once she picked up the pup and took it to her nest. She tucked it under her fur, looking at Jargo with a horrified expression. "What do you think happened to them?" she asked, her voice trembling. She looked at the male dog's wounds, deep and fresh, wondering what on earth could have caused them.
"I don't know who this is... I don't know what happened..." Jargo replied quietly. He lowered his nose towards the dog's face and crooned, "Helloo?" The male dog's eye lids opened, then his silver eyes focused on Jargo. His pupils dilated in shock. "Who are you?!" he croaked, letting his ears fall back. "I'm Jargo," Jargo replied calmly. "Who are you?" he added, his teeth slightly bared. He clearly protected his home and mate. The gray dog hesitated, clearly afraid of revealing who he was. Finally, he lowered his head and mumbled, "My name is Smoke." Jargo's upper lips curled fully and he lunged at the dog, snarling with rage. "I'll kill this mutt!" he roared. "Son of that Willow Pack mutt!" Harli's voice rang loud and sharp from the den. "Jargo! Stop! He's injured. We might be able to get things out of 'im." she glared angrily at Smoke, who only returned a helpless gaze. "Drag him to the back and feed him." she said, hoping Jargo wouldn't get mad at her orders. Jargo snarled at her. "Don't forget that I'M the dominant on, here!" he snarled to her. He still hadn't let go of his deep seated hatred for Rex. And his arrogance. He dragged Smoke by the scruff into the den. "We have no food," he said to Harli. "Now what's your brilliant plan?" he added with a hint of sarcasm. He was grumpy because he was tired. Harli nodded, looking down at the pups suckling at her belly. She let her ears droop, clearly telling Jargo that she wasn't going to say any more. Smoke whined slightly as he felt Jargo's teeth pierce his thin pelt, then looked up at him at him timidly. "Jargo... sir... I... um.... I don't know if this will make it better, but Abbie was the mother of that pup." he motioned with his torn nose to Harli's nest. "Sir.. and ma'm, I'll do anything to keep her safe. I'd even take a bite to the throat, just please... I want her to live." (EE, sorry! I missed your post!)
Jargo glowered down at the dog and looked at Harli, wondering what she would do. He knew she could raise the pup, but what should he do about his second worst enemy's son? "Shut up," he snarled to the dog, who's speaking had been drowned out by Jargo's thoughts. (No prob.!
Smoke fell silent, looking up at Jargo with his watery silver eyes. Harli looked over at her adopted daughter's father. He was so young, just barely over a year, and already knew the pain of loosing his mate. She tore her gaze away from his battered body, then began to speak. "Smoke, what happened?" she asked, her voice low and gentle. Smoke drooped his ears, looking up at Jargo for permission to speak. Jargo curled his lip in disgust and padded off to the corner of the den. "Go ahead, run your mouth. I aint gonna bite ya, now," he snarled, lating down.
(Where'd you go? LOL!) Smoke whined, then started in a shaky voice. "My mate was attacked four days ago by a pack of ally dogs. She was pregnant then. She gave birth to the pups early, but.... Died during delivery." His eyes watered, and finally spilled over the edge. "That one was the only one to survive." He pointed to the tiny female puppy. "The dogs attacked me later for a rabbit I had killed. I ran away with my pup, trying to find a female to nurse her." He suddenly trembled violently, then his muzzle hit the ground.
Harli's eyes widened, then she rushed to Smoke. "Jargo he'll bleed to death." She said urgently, staring at the pool of blood below the young dog.
(Sorry, we went blue berry picking.) Jargo looked at the dog with a placid, sadistic expression on his face and said, "So, let him," before resting his head on his paws and sneering at the young male.
(That sounds like FUN!)
(It was!)
Harli set her jaw, staring at he mate angrily. "Jargo. We don't have a reason to have enemies anymore! We can't let him die! Jargo, please!" She begged, pleading with him with her eyes.
Jargo yawned. "No," he replied in a bored voice. "I have no reason not to let him die, either."
Want to time skip for something to do? 
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