<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/DelilahWhateley.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Dolores Whateley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200832.msg9811695#msg9811695)<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Whateley (Rank 3)<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 20th<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moving from the sheriff station to the Whateley Estate<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Lilah, Townsend, Bestest Doggy Ever, CLOSED<br/><hr/>Dolores' blue eyes widened in shock and anger as the first bullet slammed into Doggy's chest.  “Don't you dare shoot Doggy!”  Hands on her slim hips, she glared at Townsend and glanced down at the less fun side of Doggy.  He didn't ever want to play when he was in his people form and she wrinkled her nose.  The rest of the bullets distracted her from her disappointment for a moment and her rage returned.  “Oh, you have been a bad, bad boy.”  She murmured to Townsend even if he wasn't paying her any attention.  “Doooogggy's gonna get you!”  She crooned at him in her singsong voice and stepped further away.  She wouldn't mind the warm blood splattering on her but she wanted to give Doggy space.<br/><br/>“Get 'im, Doggy!  Get 'im!”  She encouraged with a beaming wicked smile, bouncing on the balls of her feet.  Clapping happily as he finally shifted, she giggled at his howl.  It made her so happy every time she heard it as it meant that Doggy was ready to play again.<br/><br/>She laughed and clapped her dainty hands harder as Doggy ripped the arm free of Townsend's body.  The cracking of bone, spray of blood and shout of pain mingled with her delighted tittering.  She loved watching Doggy play and since Townsend had been such a bad boy, she took extra pleasure in his suffering.<br/><br/>“Get his leg, Doggy!”  She called out, trying to entice the werewolf.  Sure, the Doggy could go for the man's throat and end it quickly but what kind of fun would that game be?