how we do.

[Comma]

The day was typical for spring. Warm, pleasant, and sunny. But it was subject to change. It had in the past week. At the beginning, it had been dark and moody, brooding over thunderous rumbles and scattered lightening showers. However, now it was regulated. And it smelled like worms.

Dead worms. Comma wrinkled her nose. She could handle the stench of rotting food, and the steam rising up from the sewer grates, but the smell of dead worms, she could not take. It was disgusting. Padding through a particularly deep puddle and making no effort to keep the splashing down, the young rottweiler scanned the market for an easy target. The fruit and vegetable stands were of little interest to her. Today her mind was set on the big prize: the vendor with the steak.

Casually strolling towards the stand, she made it seem as if she was interested in an overturned garbage can to the right. The vendor warily regarded the stray, but then dismissed her as a potential customer approached. Comma watched the man. Wait for it... wait for it... NOW! The rottie sprang into action, leaping up onto the table, snapping a steak up into her jaws and leaping away, knocking an old lady struggling with her bags over. Frightened cries from the humans made Comma's mouth curl up into a mischievous grin. No one was chasing her. After all, her breed didn't have the greatest reputation of being friendly.

Skidding to a halt near the edge of the marketplace, Comma tossed her head proudly, settling down at the mouth of an alley to enjoy her loot. She greedily chewed on her lunch. Mission accomplished.

[krolak]

Law, being a big shot, decided to go for a stroll threw the market. Hoping to get a free meal; not by bullying but by acting like a ‘sad and alone little dobi’. His specialty.. the meat stand. He’d gone there many a times before. He stopped before he even got into the market. What’s this? Some other dog has caused trouble. –everyone new that Law meant no harm and always helped- So he walked threw the market with eez. He smelt a trail of meat. Law followed the trail; sometimes accidentally sniffing the water and getting a painful shock. He continued on, ignoring the horrid stench of rotting dead worms. He came to an ally where he saw a female rotty. “Hey you.. watch’ya name? and are you the one who caused all heck to break loose in the market?” He locked eyes with her. He then looked her over. “Where are you from?” Law questioned. Female+alone= possible mate.. if she let him near her. Oh ya, did I mention he’s had a bad reputation of being a loner and doing what most male loners do? Well that is almost exactly what he always ended up doing. Unless the female was part of a pack; then he’d have to watch his back when he messed with the female. He sat down, still watching her, and awaited her answer.

[Comma]

Happily munching away, Comma hardly noticed the dog that was approaching until he spoke. Her head snapped up and looked at him with narrowing eyes, pulling the remaining portion of her meal closer to her. Looking the Australian Shepherd over, she snorted. Not bad... But she didn't have time to be thinking about things like that. "Yeah, I'm the source of commotion. Got a problem with it?" Comma raised and eyebrow, a grin playing on the edges of her lips.

Lowering her head back to her lunch, the rottie took another bite. She glanced up. "I'm Comma. Nice to meet you." Sitting up and stretching out her forelegs in a cat-like manner, Comma tossed the rest of the steak to the male as an afterthought. It had been a big steak and she wasn't really that hungry, anyway. "Not around here," She said in return to his question. It was a vague and open-ended answer, but got the job done. And it was true. You see, Comma may do a lot of things that would offend a lot of people, but lying was not one of them. She just never needed to.

"What's your name? I gave you mine so I think its only fair that you share your own." Comma smiled. Although most everything that came out of her mouth seemed harsh and uninviting, she said it with a smile. Most people accepted it. "After all, sharing is caring, right?" Comma grinned.