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Now, this won't spoil it, this is for any artist looking for some work to help them understand the characters, and for the readers to visualize them better. Zetharious: Breed: Husky Colors: Black and white (blue died top hair) Eye color: Green Weapons: Longsword Size: Tall, but not too wide. Lineus Breed: English Springer Spaniel Colors: Black and white Eye color: Brown Weapons: Two silver short swords Size: Medium, and slim Other: Tail is un-lopped * * * Waking from a long sleep, the husky slowly lifted his arms to his eyes and rubbed them, dirt and crust chipping off with each rub. His eyes opened slowly, revealing brightly shining pools of green appearing as they glistened against the crystal stone that surrounded the Huskies cave. Glistening beautifully, the began to open more and more. He lifted his head, cracking his neck, before slamming his head back into the pillow. 'Oh Shit' He thought 'Today's the day of the battle' The battle, ah yes, the battle. It was the battle to hopefully end the war. Our sleepy lupine warrior's name was Zetharious, but his good friends always called him Zeth, for short. Now the war we are speaking of is the Lupine Territory War. It was the war of all canine against canine wars. It was the tribe called the Zealots that Zetharious resided in. The Zealots, were a tribe of domestic types of canines, ranging from Huskies, to Dalmations, to Springer Spaniels, Border Collies, and many many more. The Zealots were battling for a large expanse of land called the Lupine Territory, they peacefully held half of the territory, while the tribe of vicious, feral wolves, called the Ferreras. The, Ferrs, as the Zealots called them for short, were made up of a massive division of feral wolves bent on one thing,to destroy all in their way. The Ferrs were bent on taking over all of the Lupine Valley. The Zealots lived peacefully in their half of the valley, allowing all canines to reside no matter what clan or tribe they were in. But the Ferrs, they had gone too far. By the time that battle was decided as the optimum strategy, they had killed thousands of Zealot territory residents, raped many women, and burnt down entire cities. The Zealots were a tribe that, although peaceful, was very very, able to be combatants as well. This race of lupines consisted of very many skillful indivizuals with unique talents. When battle was forced upon them, they beamed their diversity of breeds through their diversity of powerful skills throughout the battlefield. They had huskies pouncing, dalmations sprinting, and Springer Spaniels using their unorthodox techniques throughout all of their battles. Zetharious turned his body to the side as he was sitting upright in his bed and slowly slid his feet and legs out from under the pelts which covered his bed and then hopped up and slowly walked to his bathing room to prepare himself for the battle ahead. Zetharious did not have much of a domestic family, not including parents which he did have although he was not to fond of, he didn't have a wife or kids, he didn't want a wife or kids. Women usually got on his nerves when they oggled over his muscular body and he never really grew fond of the idea of having a woman as his life partner, and god did he hate kids, they were an annoying nusanse in his eyes. The only female person he ever related with was his sister, Nethia. She was a nice girl that never bugged him to much and often helped him in his times of turmoil, someone had to. After finsihing his bathing, Zethariou's best friend, Lineus, a jumpy springer spaniel, entered his cave. "Hey Lin" Said Zeth. "Yo" Replied Lineus. "Are you prepped for battle already?" asked Zeth. "Oh, you know me, I'm always springing around" Answered Lineus. "But of course, you are the speed demon of the army" Chuckled Zeth. "As you are the power house my friend" Replied the jolly spaniel. "I'm almost ready, I'll meet you outside Lin." Said Zeth. "I'll be there" Chuckled Lineus. Zetharious finished his prepping by strapping on his metal chaps and looked at himself in the mirror as he silently prayed... 'Please, let this not be the last time I may look at this face staring before me.' And he prayed for his friend.... 'Let that jumpy spaniel live long the same as I' "Amen" he finished. "Let us triumph today my spaniel friend!" Exclaimed Zetharious as he was walking out of his cave. " A whole hearty amen to that my friend!" Replied Lineus. The two companions marched together, arms on each other's shoulder. 'hmmmm' thought Zetharious. 'I've never noticed how Lineus's moved like that.' pondered Zetharious. The spaniel's un-lopped, long tail moved gracefully through the air, whipping back and forth. Zetharious had always had an eye of beauty for the spaniel. Sometimes he would oggle the spaniel's beauty when Lineus wasn't looking, hoping that there was an off chance that at the times Zetharious wasn't oggleing him, Lineus was doing so to Zetharious when he wasn't looking. The base camps roared with might on this fine morning of battle. The wind was blowing in the Zealot's favor on this beautiful, potentially deadly day. Their arrows would fly with the grace of no others today. The two companions walked with one another, out to the front lines. The archers were prepping their bows, and the warriors, their long swords. They got themselves lined up as the, 'Get to ready', blow horns sounded. Lineus was carrying two, silver, 12 inch daggers on him. They would be very effective when pulling unorthodox maneuvers on the slow, but powerful wolves. Zetharious carried with him a longsword, which had been passed down for generations in his family. It beamed a steel blade and a handle, that was studded with rubies. This sword shall be very effective against the powerful attacks of the wolves. They would be marching themselves to the top of the hill that stood ahead of them. From there they would wait for the oncoming charge of the Ferrs. Then, the archers would fire all of their first rounds of arrows. After the Zealots have injured them with the arrows, the warriors would charge down the hill and face them in a head on collision. From there, they would fight, arrows shall roar, blades shall break, bodies shall be torn into pieces. "Let Us March!" Exclaimed the king (a dalmation). "AHHH!" replied the army, and the began to march up the hill. After about 30 minutes they had reached the top of the hill. Once at the top, Zetharious and Lineus looked over the edge to see their enemies. There were thousands of them. All oh so very menacing and deadly. "Archers!" Exclaimed the king. "Ready yourselves!" The wolves were about a hundred yards from the edge by now. It was time. "FIRE!" Yelled the king. The archers let out a burst of arrows that caught the wolves completley off guard. Their arrows practically took out their first line. More rounds came after that. Zetharious could see them get shot sometimes. The would get hit in the neck, and blood would fly and spurt, then they would fall to the ground, sometimes squirming. Then some would get shot in the legs, and limp forward. Zetharious turned to his left where Lineus was and took a longing look at him for almost 30 seconds. He leaned towards him. Began to pucker his lips and put his arms around Lin's hips. Lineus let him do all of it with out regret. It was true, Lineus did love him as well. They had a long, sensual kiss, that hopefully wouldn't be their last. What broke their kiss wasn't caused by either of them. It was a loud horn, it was time. "Get ready to charge!" Yelled the king. "YARG!" Replied the army. They began to ran down the foury-five degree angled hill. Yelling along the way. They began to reach the bottom and. WHAM! That was the impact. Lineus took a huge jump, in which he used the speed he had been building up downhill, and landed on top of the enemies and began slashing in the most strtegic manner, blocking the enemies blows along the way. WHAM! Zetharious broke through the first defending line, trying to find his way to Lineus so that they could fight side by side. He crushed the helmet of a wolf and hear the whimpering under the helmet. The husky ran, he had to find Lineus. Lineus was thinking the same thing, but he also thinking about how the next enemy would attack and how he would block it. He saw a enemy with his back turned and jumped on. He was stradelling the would, he was a huge one too. He stuck his knives in his back and hear a whimper, he then pulled them out to let it bleed. The wolf threw him off, hard, he caught Lineus completely off guard. "RARW!" Zetharious yelled. He lunged at the wolf, who easily blocked his blow and picked him up and put the sword to his throat. Lineus jumped up, and lunged, thrashing at the wolf's legs, causing him to fall hard. They ran, and went back into the battle, pulling some of the most amazing maneuvers one has ever seen. And throughout the battle, what surprisingly kept Zetharious going, was the thought of Lineus naked and stadeling him. He wanted to fuck the spaniel so bad, unfortunately this wasn't the best time to be having sex fantasies. As a blow almost just took his head off and would have if not for Linues saving his ass and pushing him down. (To be continued...) * * *

Thanks for reading you guys, this will be continued once my writers block clears up. Now, I would love it if an artist would possibly draw the two main characters or any other things depicting the story and send them two me. That would be very very awesome :-) Thankies again, and I promise it will be kinker next time, you gotta start off slow lol, it's gonna be a long series hopefully.Sorry for any errors Goodbyes :P