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Fear: Karma Dieing/Being Alone/Feeling Abandoned/Etc.

Import of Tokota: Pride 8810
Rider/Handler: Karma
HP Approval: Proof
Previous tasks:
Rite One: Courage
Rite Two: Navigation
Rite Three: Respect
Rite Four: Dedication
Rite Five: Soul

--- Short Story ---

The land was a crisp red, setting sun illuminating the world and even the bodies in it's wake. Karma had a mission, a job to do. Something that was usually left to the boss, Cainen. But instead, he sent out his two boys Razor and Heroin to assist in this task.
And what was this job you ask? This impossible task? Some poor innocent child had made it's way on Cain's hit list. She had stolen from the boss, and this was Karma's true test of loyalty. Although it wasn't to say she could deny him anyways. She owed him her life, and would work it off in anyway he deemed fit or he'd end it himself. Needless to say Karma was highly hesitant to go through with it. Rough someone up, steal, decieve, even bringing someone to there death. That was one thing.. But to go through with the murder herself, on the likes of a child at that? Well.. It made her wonder if just dieing was better. How would murder a child weigh on her subconcious. Atleast her faithful boy Pride was there. She was always able to count on him. Hands clasped tight onto his reins, as massive fluffy beast strolled at such a smooth easy pace she often forgot she was riding him. On each side lingered one of the bosses guard bastards. Razor and Heroin, passing glances paired with toothy smirks tossed Pride's way as they loomed. Pride was anything but pleased with this. He could tell something was up, that much was obvious. But he wasn't sure what. Karma's tense body and allowing these two fucks to follow was enough of a give away however. It set Pride on edge. His muscles tight, and hackles up just a smidge. Little flick of tongue was given, but nerves were soothed to an extent when the petting sensation of Karma was felt along the side of his neck.
The sight of a shack some ways off was finally noted, spread about this broken down building were trophys a plenty. Or. Junk perhapes? Whoever this kid was, it was clear Cain wasn't the only one it'd ever stolen from.
Razor and Hero couldn't help but give a snarky little growl at the sight. They were getting oh so very hyped. The boys lived for this shit.
Pride however, was not having it.. Pride's legs tightened around his side, her body slumping forward to grasp a hand full of his fluff. The feeling caused Pride to come to a complete hault. No. Whatever was happening, they weren't doing it.
Karma pulled back, brows furrowing in confusion, but before she could really do much else, the bastard duo had noted his rebellious antics and twisted with a growl to flash a bit of teeth Pride's way. Razor gave a jerk of skull, aiming to usher him along but Pride just stood there. "Pride.." Karma muttered, another glance given towards the shed. He was right, and he didn't even know what was going on. Though.. If he did, he likely wouldn't have stopped. Pride would find out soon enough what was to become of these actions, however.
Karma gave a light huff, and a pat to his back before slipping off Pride's back. Pride shuffled in place, wishing to stick oh so close that they were touching, but he faught the desire. "Im not doing it." Karma would finally speak to the two guard dogs.
To which both only replied with a flat expression, as if she were trying to be funny and it just.. wasnt funny. They stared for a momment, anticipating a change of mind and for the lot to proceed as planned, but when Karma shifted to stand infront of her steed and cross her arms, they realized she was anything but joking. "Tell Cainen im not fucking doing it." Infact, she wanted to warn the child, perhapes even aquire whatever was stolen and put an end to this. But.. No such opportunity was even granted.
The duo were not just body guards, it would seem. They were her executioner had she disobeyed. Hero gave a twitch of ear, flat face still ever present before he tilted his head to look Raz's way. To which.. Raz met his gaze and gave that same look back. Really? Ok then.. Your funeral. In a sudden flash of teeth, the boys attacked. Launching at the albino dobbie with intent to kill. Karma reacted the only way she was able in so little time, feeling Pride's body tense behind her. She pressed a hand against his chest and shoved him backwards. Clearly not large or strong enough to literally push her massive steed away, but he got the point behind her gesture. He knew what she wanted. To stay out of it.
Karma didn't want him hurt too, or worse.. Killed. But forcing him to sit back and watch was 10x's worse than anything these two assholes were capable of doing to him.
As teeth snapped and slammed against Karma, to quick to do more than lift her arms up in a defensive posture, Pride lurched forward. Not attacking, but he almost looked like he was. He was struggling so hard to do as he was told. Blood was quick to spray with each snap of fangs on her person. Clothes shredding as they did, body bruising from the shere force behind the impacts. The two trampled her to the ground, and Pride was helpless to do anything but watch. Snarling, growling, flagging tail, bouncing back and forth, barking up a storm. But he never passed the line in which she pushed him away.

His heart was pounding, anxiety building. He began to feel so sick at the sight of her body becoming more and more mangled that he could puke. Finally he stopped, stiff as stone at the border, not breathing. until.. Until he couldn't not intervene. If it meant his death, if it meant disobeying her, then fine. But he couldn't bare this, he couldn't live without her. And to see her die right before his eyes and not help? Pride sprang forth, massive body slamming full force like a bulldozer into whichever of the two was closest, and as he hit and the two began to fumble, his fangs were already seeking out the flesh of the second. He'd snap around the loose fluffy neck of the second fucker, and give as harsh a yank as he could given his loss of footing. All three hit the ground in a fit of dust coating the slick blooding about there faces. Razor and Hero were baffled, caught off guard, but it only amped them that much more. Pride rolled to his feet at the same time they found ground as well, only Pride took a highly defensive stance atop Karma's frame. Tongue poked out between bared teeth, body low and ready to snap. His eyes were crazed, and he had no problem ripping the fuckers throats out if they dared get a single step closer.

Razor and Hero both looked each others way once more, forms pacing about to intertwine and intimidate, as if prepping to attack. As if stalking a meek little prey item. This did nothing to detere Pride, it only infuriated him more. A blood curtling growl bellowing out in response. Ohh the boys almost laughed in amusement. They wanted to jump, to attack. To play with the SRS protective Pride. To taunt him and egg him on. But that wasn't there job.. They had done there job. They had beaten Karma within an inch of her life, and opened up information for the boss. No more blood shed was needed, despite how tempting. The two smirked, and licked there bloody dirty lips, before turning to dart off back towards head quarters.

Pride remained stiff and snarling for a long long time after they left, before finally collapsing at Karma's side. He curled his frame against hers, wrapping his tail and skull around her. If dogs could cry, he certainly would have been bawling.

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---- HP
WordCount-1349: 6.5HP
FB Color + Shade: 3HP
BG: 2HP
Handler: 2HP
NonComm Bonus: +1HP
TOTAL HP: 14.5
Show Bonus: +1HP
TOTAL HP: 15.5

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Description
Fear: Karma Dieing/Being Alone/Feeling Abandoned/Etc.

Import of Tokota: Pride 8810
Rider/Handler: Karma
HP Approval: Proof
Previous tasks:
Rite One: Courage
Rite Two: Navigation
Rite Three: Respect
Rite Four: Dedication
Rite Five: Soul

--- Short Story ---

The land was a crisp red, setting sun illuminating the world and even the bodies in it's wake. Karma had a mission, a job to do. Something that was usually left to the boss, Cainen. But instead, he sent out his two boys Razor and Heroin to assist in this task.
And what was this job you ask? This impossible task? Some poor innocent child had made it's way on Cain's hit list. She had stolen from the boss, and this was Karma's true test of loyalty. Although it wasn't to say she could deny him anyways. She owed him her life, and would work it off in anyway he deemed fit or he'd end it himself. Needless to say Karma was highly hesitant to go through with it. Rough someone up, steal, decieve, even bringing someone to there death. That was one thing.. But to go through with the murder herself, on the likes of a child at that? Well.. It made her wonder if just dieing was better. How would murder a child weigh on her subconcious. Atleast her faithful boy Pride was there. She was always able to count on him. Hands clasped tight onto his reins, as massive fluffy beast strolled at such a smooth easy pace she often forgot she was riding him. On each side lingered one of the bosses guard bastards. Razor and Heroin, passing glances paired with toothy smirks tossed Pride's way as they loomed. Pride was anything but pleased with this. He could tell something was up, that much was obvious. But he wasn't sure what. Karma's tense body and allowing these two fucks to follow was enough of a give away however. It set Pride on edge. His muscles tight, and hackles up just a smidge. Little flick of tongue was given, but nerves were soothed to an extent when the petting sensation of Karma was felt along the side of his neck.
The sight of a shack some ways off was finally noted, spread about this broken down building were trophys a plenty. Or. Junk perhapes? Whoever this kid was, it was clear Cain wasn't the only one it'd ever stolen from.
Razor and Hero couldn't help but give a snarky little growl at the sight. They were getting oh so very hyped. The boys lived for this shit.
Pride however, was not having it.. Pride's legs tightened around his side, her body slumping forward to grasp a hand full of his fluff. The feeling caused Pride to come to a complete hault. No. Whatever was happening, they weren't doing it.
Karma pulled back, brows furrowing in confusion, but before she could really do much else, the bastard duo had noted his rebellious antics and twisted with a growl to flash a bit of teeth Pride's way. Razor gave a jerk of skull, aiming to usher him along but Pride just stood there. "Pride.." Karma muttered, another glance given towards the shed. He was right, and he didn't even know what was going on. Though.. If he did, he likely wouldn't have stopped. Pride would find out soon enough what was to become of these actions, however.
Karma gave a light huff, and a pat to his back before slipping off Pride's back. Pride shuffled in place, wishing to stick oh so close that they were touching, but he faught the desire. "Im not doing it." Karma would finally speak to the two guard dogs.
To which both only replied with a flat expression, as if she were trying to be funny and it just.. wasnt funny. They stared for a momment, anticipating a change of mind and for the lot to proceed as planned, but when Karma shifted to stand infront of her steed and cross her arms, they realized she was anything but joking. "Tell Cainen im not fucking doing it." Infact, she wanted to warn the child, perhapes even aquire whatever was stolen and put an end to this. But.. No such opportunity was even granted.
The duo were not just body guards, it would seem. They were her executioner had she disobeyed. Hero gave a twitch of ear, flat face still ever present before he tilted his head to look Raz's way. To which.. Raz met his gaze and gave that same look back. Really? Ok then.. Your funeral. In a sudden flash of teeth, the boys attacked. Launching at the albino dobbie with intent to kill. Karma reacted the only way she was able in so little time, feeling Pride's body tense behind her. She pressed a hand against his chest and shoved him backwards. Clearly not large or strong enough to literally push her massive steed away, but he got the point behind her gesture. He knew what she wanted. To stay out of it.
Karma didn't want him hurt too, or worse.. Killed. But forcing him to sit back and watch was 10x's worse than anything these two assholes were capable of doing to him.
As teeth snapped and slammed against Karma, to quick to do more than lift her arms up in a defensive posture, Pride lurched forward. Not attacking, but he almost looked like he was. He was struggling so hard to do as he was told. Blood was quick to spray with each snap of fangs on her person. Clothes shredding as they did, body bruising from the shere force behind the impacts. The two trampled her to the ground, and Pride was helpless to do anything but watch. Snarling, growling, flagging tail, bouncing back and forth, barking up a storm. But he never passed the line in which she pushed him away.

His heart was pounding, anxiety building. He began to feel so sick at the sight of her body becoming more and more mangled that he could puke. Finally he stopped, stiff as stone at the border, not breathing. until.. Until he couldn't not intervene. If it meant his death, if it meant disobeying her, then fine. But he couldn't bare this, he couldn't live without her. And to see her die right before his eyes and not help? Pride sprang forth, massive body slamming full force like a bulldozer into whichever of the two was closest, and as he hit and the two began to fumble, his fangs were already seeking out the flesh of the second. He'd snap around the loose fluffy neck of the second fucker, and give as harsh a yank as he could given his loss of footing. All three hit the ground in a fit of dust coating the slick blooding about there faces. Razor and Hero were baffled, caught off guard, but it only amped them that much more. Pride rolled to his feet at the same time they found ground as well, only Pride took a highly defensive stance atop Karma's frame. Tongue poked out between bared teeth, body low and ready to snap. His eyes were crazed, and he had no problem ripping the fuckers throats out if they dared get a single step closer.

Razor and Hero both looked each others way once more, forms pacing about to intertwine and intimidate, as if prepping to attack. As if stalking a meek little prey item. This did nothing to detere Pride, it only infuriated him more. A blood curtling growl bellowing out in response. Ohh the boys almost laughed in amusement. They wanted to jump, to attack. To play with the SRS protective Pride. To taunt him and egg him on. But that wasn't there job.. They had done there job. They had beaten Karma within an inch of her life, and opened up information for the boss. No more blood shed was needed, despite how tempting. The two smirked, and licked there bloody dirty lips, before turning to dart off back towards head quarters.

Pride remained stiff and snarling for a long long time after they left, before finally collapsing at Karma's side. He curled his frame against hers, wrapping his tail and skull around her. If dogs could cry, he certainly would have been bawling.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------
---- HP
WordCount-1349: 6.5HP
FB Color + Shade: 3HP
BG: 2HP
Handler: 2HP
NonComm Bonus: +1HP
TOTAL HP: 14.5
Show Bonus: +1HP
TOTAL HP: 15.5

Art (c) Me