Lions and Tigers and... Fangs?
Characters: Reno, Rude, Cissnei, and Rufus
Progress: On-going
Summary: In which Rufus gets his biiiiig fluffy puppy with bad teeth... at the Inn
Location: Lindblum
Date: Shortly after the Hunt
Warnings: Reno's mouth, which should be a given at this point.
"Damnit... fuc... OW!" The red-headed Turk flinched as the Fang he'd fetched for Rufus clamped down on his hand for the fourth time during the haul back to the inn. And the fourth time he smacked the creature with the business end of his EMR. At least Rufus would be happy to know that his wolfie was strong, with a high stamina. It kept munching Reno's hand like it was jerky!
And of course, to avoid problems with the innkeeper about bringing a very much wild Fang into the inn, Reno shoved the beastie through the window to their room, claws flailing and all, and followed suit - hand firmly on the leash - and for the fifth time, in the Fang's mouth. For the fifth time he cursed, and this time he smacked the dog's muzzle with his open palm. "BAD dog!" he hissed, then glanced around. He didn't want to muzzle the creature, and goodness knew that it was probably hungry. ...
He grabbed the backpack he was going to use for their trip into the swamp, rummaging around until his hands closed on some dried meat. It wasn't the real thing, but hopefully it'd do the trick of focusing the Fang's attention on easier-to-catch meat than chomping on Reno's hand and getting a smack to the muzzle for it. He tossed a few scraps of the dehydrated food on the ground near the Fang, and grinned a little when the critter gave it a cursory sniff... then gobbled the meat up. "See? Be nice to Reno, and Reno will be nice to you, pup." Another toss of food, another sniff-and-gulp. Only this time, those violet eyes of the beast looked to Reno afterward with a nervous expectancy.
"Oh, you want more, huh? No more chomping my fingers, and we'll see." This time, he held a rather long strip out to the creature, and smiled a little when those teeth closed on one end of the meat - leaving his fingers in-tact. "There we go. Good doggie. Reno isn't lunch, right?" And with that he dropped on the nearest bed, wearily, hand wrapped around the leather end of the leash, and the other offering the last of the dried meat to his canine companion. "Just wait. Rufus, my boss, will have you spoiled rotten in no-time. Just like..." He trailed off, shaking his head. He didn't want to think of the loyal creature that had always been by Rufus Shinra's side - Dark Nation. The animal didn't like him, it was true - but she always obeyed Rufus. And defended him tooth-and-claw.
Perhaps this creature would, too?
"Well, you'll see when he gets here, won't you?"
Progress: On-going
Summary: In which Rufus gets his biiiiig fluffy puppy with bad teeth... at the Inn
Location: Lindblum
Date: Shortly after the Hunt
Warnings: Reno's mouth, which should be a given at this point.
"Damnit... fuc... OW!" The red-headed Turk flinched as the Fang he'd fetched for Rufus clamped down on his hand for the fourth time during the haul back to the inn. And the fourth time he smacked the creature with the business end of his EMR. At least Rufus would be happy to know that his wolfie was strong, with a high stamina. It kept munching Reno's hand like it was jerky!
And of course, to avoid problems with the innkeeper about bringing a very much wild Fang into the inn, Reno shoved the beastie through the window to their room, claws flailing and all, and followed suit - hand firmly on the leash - and for the fifth time, in the Fang's mouth. For the fifth time he cursed, and this time he smacked the dog's muzzle with his open palm. "BAD dog!" he hissed, then glanced around. He didn't want to muzzle the creature, and goodness knew that it was probably hungry. ...
He grabbed the backpack he was going to use for their trip into the swamp, rummaging around until his hands closed on some dried meat. It wasn't the real thing, but hopefully it'd do the trick of focusing the Fang's attention on easier-to-catch meat than chomping on Reno's hand and getting a smack to the muzzle for it. He tossed a few scraps of the dehydrated food on the ground near the Fang, and grinned a little when the critter gave it a cursory sniff... then gobbled the meat up. "See? Be nice to Reno, and Reno will be nice to you, pup." Another toss of food, another sniff-and-gulp. Only this time, those violet eyes of the beast looked to Reno afterward with a nervous expectancy.
"Oh, you want more, huh? No more chomping my fingers, and we'll see." This time, he held a rather long strip out to the creature, and smiled a little when those teeth closed on one end of the meat - leaving his fingers in-tact. "There we go. Good doggie. Reno isn't lunch, right?" And with that he dropped on the nearest bed, wearily, hand wrapped around the leather end of the leash, and the other offering the last of the dried meat to his canine companion. "Just wait. Rufus, my boss, will have you spoiled rotten in no-time. Just like..." He trailed off, shaking his head. He didn't want to think of the loyal creature that had always been by Rufus Shinra's side - Dark Nation. The animal didn't like him, it was true - but she always obeyed Rufus. And defended him tooth-and-claw.
Perhaps this creature would, too?
"Well, you'll see when he gets here, won't you?"