09-19-2010, 10:33 AM
"I'm sure that won't be a problem, will it, Panz?" Adalwulf grinned, pointing at the bartender.
The one named Panz smiled back at him, as he poured the other patrons drinks. He was a "Panda" colored German Shepherd, his fur black and white instead of black and tan. A patch similar to the one of Adalwulf's shoulder was artfully stitched into his dirty apron.
"The Stripes Clan is one of the more successful groups vying for control of this city." Adalwulf explained. "We have friends everywhere."
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Cowboy grinned, offering Lily a piece of smoked salmon with his chopsticks.
"Just shove 'em my way, then." Cowboy said after he swallowed.
"Yeah, we're regular garbage compactors." Duke grinned as he fed Amy a piece of vegetarian sushi. "What about you?" he asked, looking at Soljowl. "What's your story?"
The one named Panz smiled back at him, as he poured the other patrons drinks. He was a "Panda" colored German Shepherd, his fur black and white instead of black and tan. A patch similar to the one of Adalwulf's shoulder was artfully stitched into his dirty apron.
"The Stripes Clan is one of the more successful groups vying for control of this city." Adalwulf explained. "We have friends everywhere."
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Cowboy grinned, offering Lily a piece of smoked salmon with his chopsticks.
"Just shove 'em my way, then." Cowboy said after he swallowed.
"Yeah, we're regular garbage compactors." Duke grinned as he fed Amy a piece of vegetarian sushi. "What about you?" he asked, looking at Soljowl. "What's your story?"
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
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Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
