<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c3/Doggie2.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>“Doggy”<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 20th<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>An alley in the south of Gomorra, between southern Temptation and Limbo.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Lilah, Townsend, Dolores, CLOSED<br/><hr/>Townsend’s shriek of pain echoed through the night, but it was almost buried under the sounds coming from the Doggy itself - bone snapped and cracked, clothing ripped and tore, as the beast continued to grow.  And grow.  And grow.  Dark brown or black fur sprouted from the rent clothing, and then even torn clothing was quickly too tight to accommodate the bulk of legs and arms.  Thighs that were wider across than Dolores’s shoulders were set atop knees that bent backwards like a wolf, and a torso of rippling power and strength was offset by patches of grey hair.  The thing’s shoulders were as broad as a horse from shoulder to flank, and his powerful arms were wider than Townsend’s waist.  He had to duck to stay beneath the roof of the nearest buildings, and he reached down to the bleeding Townsend, who struggled and scrabbled for some kind of weapon.<br/><br/>Shouts were going up throughout the nearby homes, and the Beast grabbed Townsend, hauling him into the air and plucking him like a young lover taking petals from a flower -<em>he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me - </em>but the petals he plucked were a leg, a leg, and then Townsend’s remaining arm.  He hurled the limbless body to the ground after, hard enough to spike Townsend’s head into the dirt and pulverizing it into blood and bone and brain, the spine bending over backwards upon itself and cracking along with ribs.<br/><br/>Then it reached, and wrapped a massive clawed hand around Dolores’s waist, and leapt into the air.  Hind-claws caught in the wood of the nearby buildings, leaving behind gouges, and then it was hurtling through the air, landing briefly upon a rooftop before leaping again.  In four bounds, it had crossed all the way to the iron bridge surrounding the Whateley estate, the mad redhead held in his grasp.<br/><br/>Shouts and voices were beginning to converge upon the bloody remains of the deputy.<br/>