Back away or I'll shoot

[Bodaway]

Watch out
Step back a bit
If you would
Take minute
Understood
Before you bleed
Fall where you stood
Stain the grass
Understood

Keep away
The gun's out
Pointed at you
What's this all about?
Depends on what you do
Step away
Back up
Give me salute
I need respect
So back away or I'll shoot

The soft scraping of claw against rocky dirt stopped and there was an awkward pause. The wind howled passed the deep, sloping hole in the ground, whistling against the steep edges and playing with the grass around it. The trees and vines that made the Jungle rattled together, as if shivering, seeking shelter from the powerful winds...

Other than that... Silence...

Then a crumbling sort of sound, claws clicking and a watery wet sort of squish... and the silence continued.

Deep down in his den, the creature stared blindly toward his scratched up wall. No, not scratched. each scratch made a character, characters made words, the words made stories. Hundreds of them littered the walls, written in a beast language no human could possibly comprehend...

And the most recent seemed to be giving the Scrunt some trouble...

Growling to himself he shook his head, laying his chin up against the wall and glaring toward the ceiling in deep frustrated thought. He couldn't say understood twice, it made no sense. But what else rhymed with Understood? Snorting, the wolf-like creature went through his mental list of words...

Hood... stood... could... should... would!

Grinning brightly, he went back to the area where he'd erased and re-mudded the wall, scratching at it again with one claw.

Watch out
Step back a bit
If you would
Take minute
Understood
Before you bleed
Fall where you stood
Stain the grass
Understood
Like darkness would

Keep away
The gun's out
Pointed at you
What's this all about?
Depends on what you do
Step away
Back up
Give me salute
I need respect
So back away or I'll shoot

[Kohaka]

A young kit must have wondered to far from his home other wise he wouldn't have come across the den. Feeling curious he slid into the hole and saw the male scatching something into the wall What is that? he thought and a chilly breeze swept through. He shook his fur and planted his rump imnto the ground, sitting down the little creature let out a meow like most kits would.

He blinked and decided to run to the tall dark creature and nip him playfully. He still had the habbit of doing that. Still curious he turned toward the writing and turned his head left to right and started to scratch some ancient writing onto the wall.

÷áßñåôå!
äåí êáôáëáâáßíù?
öáéíüìåíïí......
....öéëßá....
....ößëïò.

The kit looked up at the dark creature and layed down at his paws.
He had fallen asleep.....His skull(on the necklace) started to glow. He was regaining energy and power.....

[Bodaway]

Lost in his world of words, the scrunt was totally oblivious to the fox until it yapped at him. Even then, he only turned his crimson gaze toward it for a moment before going back to reading his writing once again, a grin on his face. Yes, he was happy with that one. It could be better but he was still pretty proud of it...

Getting to his feet slowly, the wolf-like creature gave a massive stretch, his grassy tail curling over his back before settling back down to its usual limp hanging position behind his legs. Giving his poem one final grin, the scrunt turned to walk out of his den and find himself some havoc to wreak when he noticed the kit for the second time. This time though, he took serious notice of it, realizing that the fox was a stranger and was in his den. Without a second thought, he used one powerful forepaw to smack the fox without warning, a powerful blow that would easily send the fox tumbling up the same tunnel down which he'd come...

"Who the hell do you think you are?! Get outta my den right now!"

Barring his saliva covered fangs, the scrunt's menacing red eyes glowed dimmly in the dull darkness of the cave, which wasn't very dark due to a little fire he'd had burning in the corner...

[Kohaka]

((He's a kitsune..))

The small kit stared at the scrunt akwardly tilting his small head to the right.
The little kitsune spoke "ãåéá, óõããíþìç!" He pranced up the hole, nine-tails swayed behind him. Diamond Jack Sqeaked as he remebered how to say his name and nickname in english "Solar....Diamond Jack..." He turned back to the scrunt and smiled one eye was focused on him for a few saeconds before Diamond Jack turned and looked at the vast forest and found a rock. He walked towards it and rested his small body upon the cold, grey rock...

[Bodaway]

((I know... Kitsune means fox in japanese. They're really just Spirit foxes so...))

Confusion was written all over the wolf-like creature's face, one grassy eyebrow raised suspciously as the little fox spoke to him. What the hell kind of language was that? It didn't sound like the beastorian language native to these lands nor did it seem to be the language one would expect a kitsune to speak. The scrunt gave his head a slow shake, throwing the thoughts from his mind and following the spirit fox out of his den.

He didn't follow it to the rock however. instead, the massive wolf was about to trot off to the right, out into the Jungle to get some food but he stopped short. If he left, what was stopping that kitsune from invading his den yet again? Growling suspciously, as well as in irritation, he turned back around reluctantly, trotting smoothly back dow into his den without a word...

[Kohaka]

((Ohhhh....Solar speak greek and other languages..))

He kicked the wind and woke up "ÂïÞèåéá! " The smallkit cried out as a tall shadow reached out for him he was used to this since it happened to him a lot....But that was in the dream world....Had the spirits come to take him from this world? Maybe. But the young kit wasn't gonna give up with out a fight he jumped off his perch and ran to the other side of the hole and yipped at the shadows following him. He peered at the wolf and shot water all over the place getting rid of the shadows. He smiled proudly knowing he can wip butts with out any help.

But why were the shadows out to get the young kit?

[Bodaway]

((Well, that's interesting considering kitsunes are japanese. But it's a nice trait. Good way to make your character unique. ^^ My scruint can speak the language of the Blue People and the ancient beastorian language of any and all animals, which is really just a bunch of crude animalistic noises. ))

Safely down in his little burrow, the scrunt was totally oblivious to the kit's plight. Even if he'd been aware of it, he wouldn't have cared. Nope, he was too busy arranging all of his stollen goods, his ragged grassy body illuminated by the fire in the den's corner. He grinned at his stash, quite proud of all the things he managed to steal away from people...

Camoflauge pants, the hood of a car on which he sleeps, fuzzy seat covers from the same car, a moldy tire, about fifteen different green shirts, a pair of lady's underware, a pair of round reading glasses, the frame from an antique mirror, a billard ball, and lots and lots money... human money. He actually had about thirteen hundred dollars down in his den and he had no idea how valuble it really was.

He just liked green stuff...