Trash Couple

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#1
Hiking was not what Alice had been expecting to do on the day of the full moon. She had imagined more, sitting and waiting for the inevitable and painful shift to occur. This was better of course, but it didn't ease the nervousness she was feeling about the whole shifting in just a few hours thing. It wouldn't be the first time she shifted since her first initial shift, but it would be the first that she could actually anticipate.

It was also the first that she would endure with both a friend, and the person who had changed her, Asher. The whole reason behind their current hike, in finding the best place to set down their stuff and get ready. He had mentioned getting hurt last time he had shifted here, and she could only hope that tonight would be a bit safer with the two of them together.

"You think the raccoons will get along?" She finally asked, breaking the silence that had overcome them during their trip, Asher no doubt just as nervous as she was.

@Asher Lindsay
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#2


It was too cold to ignore the fact that getting ass naked later would suck. Summer could not come fast enough, but he was thankful he was warmer than usual. The hike was relatively nice, but it brought back memories of wandering out here alone and waking up a half mile out from his clothes with wounds on his stomach and legs. They were still scabs, now, but they were fine. They'd actually improved after last full moon, so he was hoping maybe there was something involving the shifting that helped wounds heal. Maybe.

"Think so? Raccoons usually run around in packs." Or, gazes. He'd googled what a group of them were called. "If I wake up with bites again I'm blaming you, though." He added with a smirk, shifting his bag over his shoulder. He'd come prepared. Snacks, extra clothes, wet wipes for their feet after ultimately walking back barefoot. Hand warmers to put in their socks. And. Shiny things. Dimes, nickels, quarters, old necklace chains, pieces of mirrors, jingle bells, scraps of that arts-and-crafts glitter paper, a few Christmas ornaments. They all jangled in the ziplock back he'd stored them in as they walked. The plan was to scatter them around the area they decided to shift in, hoping that the raccoons would find them and keep themselves busy with hoarding for a bit. No telling if it would work. It was kind of like getting a new toy for your puppy. Except you didn't see the puppy, and there was a 50/50 chance you'd wind up injured. Fun.
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#3
Did they?

Alice had never really seen more than one to two raccoons at a time, but she wouldn't doubt Ashers statement. It wasn't like she had done any sort of research since her change, nor did she really feel the need to. The damned thing always let her know exactly what it wanted, which usually consisted of food and shiny things.

"Likewise, although I doubt that it'll even think of attacking with all of that around." She jerked her head towards the items Asher had brought, knowing full well what her raccoon would be going for, the tingling jingle bells. It was already squirming at the edge of her mind, hands outstretched in its excitement.

"So is this part like the movies? We just look at the full moon and shift or...." She trailed off for Asher to fill in the blank.
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#4
"Well, that's the point of them." He said with a sarcastic smirk. Duh, Alice. There was a few moments of silence before the question, and Asher frowned at it. "Sort of. Kind of not really." He said with a shrug. "I usually sort of undress and wait, usually can tell when it's time, cause the little shit inside lets you know." It was already getting dark, so it would likely be soon. "And you aren't bi-pedal. Which would be fucking terrifying." He was so glad he'd never have to see a bi-pedal raccoon-man in his lifetime.
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#5
Super helpful.

Alice was left just as anxious as she had been before asking the question, definitely not looking forward to the waiting that they were about to experience. It would have remained a quite walk for the remainder of their time if not for the fact that Asher mentioned 'bi-pedal' which was definitely not something she had heard before. "Bi-pedal?" She questioned, side eyeing him as she kept her head faced the direction they were walking.

She took Asher for a dumbass, and yet here he was constantly leaving her to question his words.
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#6
Uh, Alice. Did she never read anything ever.

"Two legs. Like humans. Or, um, a classic werewolf." He shrugged, and moved to pat at his thighs. Honestly, deductive reasoning could have told her that. Bi meant two, pedal... pedi was feet. Two feet. Maybe she flunked English. For all the shit he talked and the hatred he had for the godforsaken school he'd been put into, he'd always paid attention and gotten adequate grades.


He was fine with making the rest of the hike with just general chatter, or silence, whatever they ended up doing. The sun was slipping down through the trees by the time they got to the place he was pretty sure was familiar. An area near a small stream, with large boulders and a fallen tree they could put their shit under. Plus, lots of nooks and crannies to hide the shiny stuff. Asher wasted no time in dropping the bag and pulling out the ziplock, the creature in his brain already riled and chattering with curiosity. Fucking weird, but sure, whatever it was into.

"Here, take some stuff and hide it around. Not too far out, I want to see if it will keep them busy enough to not wander too far away." It would be really convenient. Asher opened the bag, and placed it down on a stone before dipping his hand in and collecting a good amount of items. Careful of the shards of mirror. Coins, two chains, three chunks of mirror, and two ornaments. He set off to search for good places to tuck them away. Between rocks, in the grass nearby, even in the shallow half-frozen edge of the stream. Maybe the light from the moon would reflect on it. If not, no big deal. He hung the two ornaments from nearby trees, but ventured a good fifty yards out in a few directions to tuck away the coins.
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#7
Oh.

Alice wouldn't comment on it, instead remaining quite until they reached Ashers destination. The nearby spring would definitely be pretty in the spring, but for now it was frozen over, the usual babble silenced. Tucking her own stuff beside Ashers, reaching into the ziplock to pull out the bells, a few coins, glitter paper and some of the left over ornaments. The creature in her mind balked at the amount of items, demanding that she hide them somewhere before anyone else could steal them, but she pushed it aside.

Tossing the the bells onto a low hanging tree limb, Alice began her mission of scattering, tucking some of the paper in a bush, shoving coins under and near the rocks by the stream, along with just simply placing the ornaments down a few yards away. It was hardly a difficult task, and was finished up pretty quickly making her way back towards their bags. A quick glance around and she could pick up a few of the places Asher had placed his own items.

The sun was dipping lower, and Alice could feel the creature pushing harder and harder. It wouldn't be much longer now. "You ready?" She asked, knowing that he could feel the same push as she did, already kicking off her shoes.
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#8
"This feels like a fucked up Easter egg hunt." He would comment at some point as he wedged a piece of mirror into a spot between two tree branches. When all was said and done, they convened back where they had started. As he'd told Alice, there was a very distinct push from inside that was impossible to ignore. "Don't have much of a choice." He said with a shrug, and would find a sizeable rock to settle down onto so he could pull off his shoes and tuck his socks in. The bag had been tucked into the log, and stones had been stacked around it to deter the critters from finding it and eating all the food, but he wasn't confident that would work. Their clothes would have to be piled up and laid out, but that why he'd brought and extra dry set. There was comfort in being so prepared, despite stepping into something he knew very little about.


Next was his jacket and shirt, the necklace he wore, his jeans which he stood to wiggle out of. It was cold, even if it wasn't in the way that a normal human would feel it. He could still see his breath and he was still nipping, and unfortunately that meant shrinkage. Which sucked, because Alice hadn't actually seen anything before the raccoon had to go and ruin things last time. And this would be the first impression. Great. He didn't have a choice, though, unless he wanted to have to struggle out of underwear as a raccoon. Or worse, not be able to get out of them, and be a raccoon waddling around with boxers on. Nope. He dropped his underwear, kicked them off into the pile, and moved a hand to cover himself as he looked toward Alice pretty shamelessly.
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#9
As the shoes were kicked off, Alice began to wish that she had saved those for last, toes curling as they made their way back towards the ground, Alice pushing herself higher onto the log. Next was the shirt, pants and then underwear, smart enough to leave her jewelry at home in fear that the stupid raccoon would find it and hide it somewhere never to be seen again.

Once everything was off, she gave a hard shiver, arms instinctively wrapping around herself in some small attempt at blocking away the cold. Turning to Asher, a grin spread across her face, a single brow raising as she eyed the hand currently blocking his dick. "Oh don't tell me you're shy now." She hummed, taking a few quick steps closer.

"It wasn't that long ago that we were going to do much more than looking." She'd lean closer, a single hand making its way to his shoulder as the smirk remained in place.
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#10
Asher regarded her with a tight jawed frown, mostly in attempt to keep his teeth from chattering. He swallowed as she, of course, commented on him covering up and moved closer. A shaky chuckle made its way through his nose, and he glanced down at her hand, then her naked body. It helped with the shrinkage, but not much. Right place, wrong time.

"First impressions matter." He said, and moved his shoulder away from her touch. "Don't taunt me." It was already bad enough he had to be standing naked in the woods, waiting for his body to break so that he could turn into a creature that would find the stupid pieces of shiny stuff he'd hidden for it. He didn't need her flaunting or teasing something that as entirely unattainable right now.
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#11
She could not hold the laughter back as he shrugged her away, taking a step back as she raised a single hand "Alright, another time then." She giggled, the smile lasting but only a moment longer before being taken over by one of agony. It came out of nowhere, unlike the previous times, where her emotions had given her some insight on the shift. It was so sudden, her spine cracking loudly as her body contorted forward with a gasp.

There was no sign of her earlier mirth, a cry of pain escaping through her gritted teeth as her body shrank and cracked into its new form. Fur grew from her once hairless body, and her face elongated to the snout of her new self. It felt like years if not centuries before the shift was through, but before long there stood a large raccoon in Alice's place large orange eyes flashing about the area in search of either dangers or food.
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#12
Well, that was something he wouldn't forget about. Of course, there was no telling how that would go. It had ended in disaster last time, so. He didn't have much more time to think about it before that disgusting amount of pain he would never get used to occupied his entire focus. Bones snapped, ligaments tore, muscles shrank and fur grew. It would be some drawn out minutes of agony in which he could not bite back his grunts and cries of pain. Somewhere in that time, his consciousness was cut out and clouded over by a new one.

Eventually, a raccoon staggered up from the stones, and chattered loudly as it looked about. His nose went wild, pulling in the smell of soil, melted snow, cold water. And raccoon. His red eyes landed on the other figure, and he puffed at the sight. He hadn't ever seen another one! The raccoon squared his stance, swaying some as he peered cautiously over. A small chatter. Hello. Friend?
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#13
There was first a glance towards the larger raccoon, than a sniff at the air to confirm what her eyes were seeing. The scent was vaguely familiar, but not enough that it had her trusting the stranger any more than she currently did. Standing on her back feet, the raccoon peered behind the male a confirmation that there were no other surprises lurking.

A few hesitant steps closer, and she gave a sniff in his general direction, letting the wind carry it towards her so that she wouldn't have to be too vulnerable if this male was feisty.
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#14
She regarded him, and he flickered his ears as his nose wiggled. A scent he sort of remembered, but not really. She was coming closer, and rather than move to meet her, the raccoon sat back on its haunches and lifted its front legs up. His paws crossed, and he tilted his head from one side to the other as she inched closer. Another chatter that ended in something like a purr.
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Feeling a bit more confident, the raccoon closed the distance between the two of them, raising a hand to grasp at his face as she chattered a greeting, a soft tugging at his ear. It was as she did this that a reflection caught her eye, a little piece of the sky sitting just a little off to the side, drawing her attention to it while she continued to clutch onto the other males fur.

Two curious things in her grasp, and yet she had no clue on which one she preferred to look at first.
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#16
She came closer, and he pulled his face back into his neck some as she grabbed at his cheek and ear. His eyes blinked, an he moved his own hands to grab at the side's of her muzzle as she looked away. In a tentative move, he pushed his nose forward to sniff at her mouth and around her eyes, taking in her smell and familiarizing.
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#17
She turned back to the male as he did this snoot booping him as she did so, a little chit of protest as she did so, although she would not fully back away from the invasive nose, instead taking the opportunity to do the same to him, before tugging at his fur with a chatter, a guiding statement as she released her hold and bounded towards the piece of sky she had seen.

Once closer, peering into the sky, she noticed another raccoon staring back at her, orange eyes staring just as curiously back at her. Fur fluffing up in alarm, she bounced backward, sending a barrage of chatters towards the stranger, not the least bit happy that it had snuck up on her the way it did. >:(
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#18
She pulled on him, then moved away. He watched her for a moment, curious as she inspected something on the ground. When she jumped and chattered, he startled and popped back down to all fours. Careful wide steps brought him closer as he sniffed at the ground and inspected what it was that had scared her. There, the reflective glint. The image of dark night and a couple of bright stars gleamed from the ground. The raccoon inched closer, and pressed his nose to the surface of it. Smelled like, surprisingly, familiar.

With a low chatter, he moved to swipe at it with a paw. It bounced a few inches away, and he waddled right after it. In two paws, this time, he grabbed it and held it up to his face as he settled back down to his rump. His hands twisted it one way and then the other, sending it glinting in a mesmerizing fashion with each new angle.
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The male came over, and she watched with wide eyes as he made his way closer to the sky piece, knocking it across the ground so that it flew to a new destination, the stars continuing to twinkle the entire time. There was no attack of the raccoon she had seen, and so she made her way closer as the male grabbed and sniffed at the sky piece, her curiosity ruling out her earlier fear.

She'd sniff at the piece as he twisted it, recognizing only his and hers on the surface. It was possible her eyes had deceived her, for her nose told her that no danger lurked.
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#20
The female came closer, too close. The raccoon huffed as he pulled the shiny piece toward his chest, looking at her with widened as. His. He moved to stand on his back legs, and twisted hop toward... a log. His log, because he was going to put this shiny thing there. He paused there, and placed the shiny between his feet as he reached with his hands to pull away at the soil beside the log. A few swift scrapes, and he had a small hole to push the shiny into. Which he did, and would begin to pat dirt back over it if she didn't stop him.
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#21
He pulled it away, and her eyes narrowed, low growl coming from her chest, because it had been her that had found the sky piece not him! He took it towards the log, and she bounded after him, letting out a slur of chittering the whole way, cause no fair!! He made to bury it, but she attempted to steal it back first, grabby hands making their way towards the sky piece.

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#22
She came to grab for the piece of mirror, and he shoved her hands away with his own, a low growl coming from his chest. Just a warning, nothing too aggressive. But he managed to pat down the soil, and then turned to wedge himself between the log and the female, placing himself over the patch of upturned soil. His ears slicked back, and he ducked his head. Go >:(.
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#23
He was quicker and bigger than her! No fair, no fair no fair! She huffed at his growls, kicking up dirt towards him as she darted away to find something cooler and better than the sky piece. Something he couldn't have, and something she could put in her own pile! Sniffing at the air, she was surprised to smell something a bit familiar to the male, but yet, it wasn't quite there.

Strange.

Following the scent she came to a strange twig (chain) in the grass. It was hard and shiny, bending to her will easily. It clanged when she shook it, the sound causing her ears to perk up in excitement. HA, this was way cooler than the stupid sky piece.
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#24
She left. Good! He huffed after her, then moved to inspect his bury job. Secure. He paused to watch her waddle off, then moved away as well. His nose to the ground, he followed a trail toward the edge of the water, which just barely trickled around chunks of ice that had frozen on the surface. His hands dipped into the cold water, splashing it up toward his face as he ran his toes through the fur on his cheeks, then moved to lap at the water for a drink. There, in his peripheral, was a gleam of something. The raccoon cocked his head, peering at the gleam beneath the water. His hand reached out, and he grasped it. Another shiny! This one was smaller, but it was special because it had been in the water. With a purr, he moved to waddle back toward his hole to bury this with it.
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#25
She'd hurry back towards the log, although keeping towards the opposite side of the males hole, just so he didn't get any bright ideas on stealing her amazing item that she had found, she was quick in her digging, flinging dirt towards where the males hole stay, still salty about the whole sky piece being stolen. It was just as she moved to place the item down that she noticed a small crack in the log, ears perking forward she she made to shove the item in between said crack and into the hole within.

Once the item was secure, she would then rub against the hole, making sure that everyone knew that it was hers, and not to be messed with. Back off.

The male returned just as she finished, and she sent a snort in his direction to let him know what was up.

Her hole.
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#26
He could not have cared less about the female and her own agenda. He had more things to focus on, like scouring the area for more shiny. He padded off in the opposite direction, sniffing about and pulling up rocks in search. He approached a tree, which he sniffed the base of, before craning his head up to peer into the branches. There! There! There! Something much bigger but just as shiny, hanging from a tree limb. The raccoon chattered, and zipped up the rough bark toward the branch.

It was a bit precarious, venturing out onto the limb. If he were the size of a regular raccoon, maybe it would have held up. But considering the human Asher had no clue how big the raccoon actually was, he chose a limb that just couldn't take the weight. And so as the raccoon reached for the ornament, there was a resounding snap. In a flurry of scrambling legs and a loud shriek, the branch, the ornament, and the raccoon plummeted ten feet to the ground.
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#27
The male was disinterested, which was completely irritating to the female who wanted to be on top, with the most shiny things. She watched narrow eyed as she moved away, but quickly turned to scurry off in the opposite direction, not allowing her irritation to distract her from her mission of having the most, and coolest, shiny things in her hole.

It didn't take her long to find a pretty little shiny rock (nickle) twirling it within her hands as she inspected it closely. It smelt like no other rock she had seen before, and so she gripped it tight as she made her way back. It was when she was half way there that she heard the shriek, sending her fur up in a puff as she head poked up, and her ears strained to attention.

What had happened? All she could see from her angel was the male on the ground, clearly disturbed. Ignorance of the situation had her shoving the coin in her mouth as she raced up a nearby tree for safety, chitters of alarm sounding.
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Pain, pain, pain. The raccoon lay on the forest floor for a few moments, listening to the distant sounds of alarmed chattering as he blinked in a daze. It subsided, and after a moment the raccoon pulled himself up. With a huff, he searched about for the shiney, and spotted laying a few feet away, having bounced away from the impact. The purred, and waddled stiffly to grab it in his hands. Back toward the cache on his hind feet, where he would set the ball down, but pause before digging. His head craned about, searching for the female. With her out of sight, he took his chance to slink over the log toward where she had been digging about, sniffing for the place she'd buried her own gems.
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#29
Listen, just because she was in a tree, did not mean that she was blind to the male. She had been looking towards his area, when he had fallen, and so when he rose with no sign of danger following, her gaze followed him. He had a shiny rock within his mouth, which already had her on edge, the jealousy strong, but when he dared near her hiding place, she went into a full on panic.

Racing so fast down the trunk, she was practically falling, the female flung herself across the ground towards the log, loud growls erupting from her all the while in warning. Get the hell away from her stuff this instant!!!
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#30
After her run in with that poor woman by the Emerald Falls, she decided she was best off not going anywhere there ever again. She'd brought him to babysit the kids, and now while they napped, she had been taking him out for a longer walk to reward him for good behavior. She kept him on leash just in case he acted out again, and he was fine walking with her.

It was so weird, and unfortunate, that one time. So out of character for him? He was always so well-behaved.

Well. Until he heard something in the distance. He began to pull with steadily growing interest. Yesenia went with it, assuming it was just some... rat or something. Maybe? She turned the flashlight on on her phone, following with interest. She'd pull him back from anything too troublesome.
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#31
Shit! Shit! Shit! The raccoon's spine curved as he hopped backward, his grey hairs puffing out as he leaped a clear three feet with stiffened legs and a tucked chin. Eyes wide, he landed and let out a hissing growl toward the female as she came at him.
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#32
He back away which was good, but not quite enough, the female having full intention of just demolishing this rude male, when not only one unfamiliar scent reached her wiggling nose, but two! They were coming closer as well, closer to her treasure, which was no good at all. Alice puffed shoving her body up into the log, growling all the while, eyes shifting between the male and the unfamiliar scents.

Go away. Go away! This was hers!
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#33
They were nearing something, and she could tell because the closer they got the more doggedly (heh) focused and insane-looking, his back stiffening up and his steps growing measured. Yesenia was happy to let her dog be a dog.

"What's out there, Rocky?" she asked, her human ears not particularly acute enough to pick up animal growls amidst the quiet groan of wind in the trees. "Wanna go get it?"

Of course he did. Yesenia moved along with him, grinning. He wasn't gonna get whatever it was.

The beam of light from her phone shined out, catching a fragmented path between trees and low branches.
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#34
He was ready to defend himself, his lips peeling back and hair on end. But then, her focus was broken, and he glanced into the direction she’d looked. His ears flickered, and zeroed in on the noises that came echoing through. Weird noises, but noises he had heard before. Hunched still, the raccoon skunk around to his side of the log, which was closer to where the noises were coming from. Then! There was a light! And the raccoon trilled as he scampered back against the log and hunkered down away from the foreign glow.
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#35
The female could hear them approaching, the sound of footsteps getting ever closer, and sending the raccoon into a flurry of a panic. She growled louder, puffing herself in an attempt to appear larger than she actually was. An intimidating force not to be reckoned with, and so fearsome that the possible predator would hopefully think twice about attacking.
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#36
There were noises even she could pick up. Yesenia looked to Rocky, offering a "Rocky, stay," and.

And it failed.

In a flash, the dog ripped himself and his leash out of her grasp, and he raced towards the growling animals. She called out in a panic, racing after him.
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#37
There! Through the trees, came a figure. And another one. The first one was smaller, closer to his own size. Trailing behind was a much bigger figure, which was yelling and running. The hair on every inch of the raccoon's body stood on end as he reared back onto his hind feet, his arms widening as he peeled his lips back to reveal an overlarge set of teeth. A loud hiss of warning for the incoming threat, as he was inclined to stand his ground with another raccoon in his company.
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#38
Oh shit.

The thing was coming towards them and fast! Bushing was not doing its job, and with no other place to hide currently, fighting seemed the only option. She couldn't stand just standing around waiting for the thing to come to her and so she dashed on ahead towards the creature, teeth bared and clawed hands blazing. Only she sorta miscalculated the distance between herself and the beast, ending up landing just in front of it rather than on top, immediately having her scurry back a few inches out of fear, because surprise and danger did not mix well.

Back to the puff method for now.
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#39
Rocky evaded the attack with pure luck. He made a snap for the one that attacked him, but his luck didn't seem to hold out that far.

"Rocky, stop!" Yesenia screamed, hearing only nasty hissing and growling sounds and fearing for the worst.

Unfortunately, it worked, and he stopped and stood his ground before them, snarling but not attacking.

Yesenia was running, attempting to close the distance.
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#40
It was here, on them now, and the female was rushing for it. She bounded forward at there was a loud sound, and the creature stopped. Asher was already moving forward, his jaws parted and forearms prepared to reach up and around the dog's neck as he launched into a tackle. He grappled the unmoving creature, and they went staggering to the side and toward the ground in a ball of fur and snarling.
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#41
The male was attacking now, and with a new burst of confidence, the female would do the same, body puffed to hell and back as she scurried closer to the little pile that had formed. It wasn't hard to find something to bite, the beast distracted with the male, and leaving her to be able to sort of bite and pull at its hind legs.

She did not hear the human coming closer, too distracted by the closer threat.
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#42
She heard yelps. Worse than yelps. Screams of pain from her dog, and whatever unwitting focus she held on him broke as he was suddenly set free enough to thrash against the beasts on him. She yelled some sound of panic, rushing to close in and pry them from him.

Rocky was a brave dog, but any dog set on by two became a flurry of panicked snaps and snarls, just trying to get away. Yesenia had nothing on her to attack them with, but she could try with her hands.

Her skin itched with a burning as it thickened defensively against a sense of danger, and she moved for the closest one to her at his legs. "GET OFF!" she screamed, reaching out for the animal to grab it and yank it off, but between her own dog's thrashing and the animal's own movements her hands only managed to graze over her uselessly.



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#43
The dog was noisy, but easy to take down. Especially with the help of his opponent-turned-ally. His own noises were high pitched and grating, and he grappled for another bite to the side of the dog's neck as it wriggled in their grasp. There was a noise from behind, something rushing in, and it was enough of a distraction to have him rearing toward the figure as it grabbed for his companion. Teeth clamped around a wrist, and he tugged and thrashed with all the force his thirty pound body could muster.



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#44
The female was so distracted with the beast that she had not realized there was a new arrival until there was a hand grabbing for her. Luckily the male was a bit more observant than her, rearing up and biting the furless hand, and keeping her from its grasp. She would allow the male to handle the bald creature for now, not yet feeling confident in allowing the beast to do as it wished, biting at its face as it went to rip the male from its master. Sharp teeth pierced the top of its muzzle, little clawed hands grabbing hold and digging into the skin to keep from being jerked off.
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#45
All through it, Rocky thrashed and whirled in pain, doing his best to shake off his assailants and get away. He was a brave dog, but right now he was an attacked dog, and his instinct would trump his loyalty as he sought every opportunity to get far, far away from this. He would manage to throw them off, and the panicked animal ran off bleeding into the night.

Which left Yesenia, screaming as one of the animals caught her wrist. For all her skin had thickened, it wasn't enough to escape the welling of blood out — not a thing she noticed in the moment outside of being overwhelmingly in pain. All she could do was try to shake the weight off her, trying to retreat to wherever Rocky had gone.


a note that I rolled for invulnerability to work and it failed >:D

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#46
He was oblivious to the scrap behind him going in the favor of the dog. Instead, he was intent on thrashing in his hold, working to grind his teeth into flesh. The movement broke his grip, however, as his teeth slipped away from tough skin that he did not know was unexpected. Still, there was the taste of blood in his mouth, and he lunged to reaffirm his hold. Alas, they met thin air.


miss

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#47
The beast thrashed, and while she would have preferred to cling on and create more damage, it managed to knock her off, sending her crashing back onto all fours as he turned and fled the scene. The female watched him go, a growl rumbling in her throat as she sent threatening snap in his direction, before turning to the fight carrying on beside her.

It shocked her at first, to see just how big this other creature was, taller and broader than the beast that she had just sent running. After a moments hesitation however, she went to bite at the creatures ankles as it moved to flee as well. A message for it not to return, and to stay far away from not only them, but their treasure as well. Unfortunately, due to her original surprise, the creature was able to pull ahead, causing her teeth to just miss the creatures calf.

That's a miss


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#48
Yesenia escaped by the skin of her... ankles, really. She whimpered through cutting breaths, throttling all she could after Rocky, and thankfully, it would appear she was spared another attack.

She just.

Had to find her dog. And then get to the hospital. That was all.
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#49
The creature was, despite his first success on getting ahold of it, ultimately bigger and faster. At least, fast enough that it didn't seem worth the effort to chase her down. He ran after her for only a few yards, snapping and spitting until she was out of sight. When she was, the racoon turned to search for his companion, and offer some gentle grooming to any wounds she might have sustained. She was mean and greedy, but she was still deemed a friend.
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