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Date Posted: 22:18:10 11/18/09 Wed
Author: Ronon
Subject: ..::Outlaw Torn::..
In reply to: Drake 's message, "Great, now I am in trouble" on 21:46:26 11/18/09 Wed

Ronon wanted Lyla to decide what to do with her attacker. Justice had to be served for his mistake, even if it was an honest one. Why the fuck would you want to eat a fox in the first place?! He growled, lowering his muzzle to the mans face and staring into his eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he was so pissed about anything. He heard Lyla speak, though he'd have to concentrate to catch the words for what they where. He turned his head to look at her, knowing she would be getting near and hoping she was in the mood to dish out this guys punishment...

But when his eyes finally landed on her bare skin, she was far closer than he thought, and she was rushing him... Fuck! He didn't have but a split second before she ran into him, tumbling him off his prey without much effort at all. Hell how was he supposed to resist an attack from his own team?! It took considerable effort to keep from scratching her as she topped over him, sending him to the dirt with her. He jumped to his feet as the man made his escape, hissing and spitting at the naked rear that was quickly disappearing from view.

After a moment of fit throwing he stook himself and stalked towards Lyla, sniffing her all over to check her injuries. Satisfied that none where life threatening, and the shouldn't hinder her ability to get them home, he huffed at her and bumped his head against her shin. They needed to go, get somewhere safe, and she needed to clean herself. He could think of only one place that he felt was safe enough for him to take her... His apartment.

Sometimes I feel like Jesse James
Still tryin' to make a name
Knowing nothing's gonna change what I am
I was a young troubadour
when I rode in on a song
I'll be an old troubadour
when I'm gone

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Replies:

.:.Im nekkid.:. -- Lyla, 22:32:46 11/18/09 Wed
- ..::Outlaw Torn::.. -- Ronon, 23:00:46 11/18/09 Wed
  - ..Closing.. -- Lyla, 16:43:01 11/19/09 Thu