Plotting

A white figure darted into The Curch, sniffing. He climbed up to the great window, the light beaming through his pelt, making him look magestic, almost holy. The wolf turned to look at the door, his fur rising. "Toboe! Come here you good for nothing pup! Your holding me up." Kestrel growled angrily. "Do you want me to leave you to the dogs?"

Blue watched, frightened, as the menacing character barked. It was almost as if he were talking to him, but Blue was well-hidden behind one of the broken pews.

Gizmo was walking lazily near the church, Trinket brisking at his feet. He scented other dogs, and possibly wolves.

Kestrel turned and looked down. He could see two dogs, but scent three. That is, three other than his good for nothing follower. "Greetings dogs." The white wolf growled, stepping back into the light, trying to appear godly to the dogs. Not only would they have to fear him, but they must worship him as well if he wanted them to join him.

"Wolf." Gizmo barked.
Trinket shrunk backwards. "W-wolf..."

"Yes I am a wolf you stumbbling baboons." The white wolf growled, annoyed. "I am Kestrel, and I am here to recruite you."

Trinket yelped.
"Recruit us for what, exactly, wolf?" Gizmo asked.

"To take over the packs. Destroy them, eliminate them." Kestrel growled. "If you refuse, or even dare to stop me I will not hesitate to rip your throat out."

"Rip my throat out?" Gizmo laughed. "I'd like to see you try." A low growl formed in his throat.
"Ya' don't wanna fight with him, Gizmo!" Trinket warned.

ooc: I thought he was just trying to eradicate the wolf packs...?

Blue shuddered. He wondered if he'd be better off coming out of his hiding spot and continue to listen, or stay where he was at the risk of being found.
Well, both choices coud still end with his demise.
He made a move to get up, but his paw slipped on a pile of wood and a clatter echoed throughout the building as a cloud of dust puffed into the puppy's face. He tried to hold it back, but he sneezed.
Suddenly, his choice to join this white wolf's rebellion seemed to have been made up. He'd have to join, or die.

OOC: Gizmo was basically saying he wasn't helping... O.o

IC: Trinket's ears were better then Gizmo's and she heared a sneeze.
She sniffed. "Puppy..."

ooc: I meant Kestrel
and Blue sneezes very loud :3

He waited a few seconds before crawling into sight, head and tail low. His poofy, white fur looked gray from the dust. "I-I couldn't help but overhear..."

OoC: Uh... Yeah, I know..

IC: Trinket squealed. "Puppy!" She excitedly jumped over to him.

ooc: oh, sorry XD

Blue stayed in his submissive position as the Yorkie bounced over to him. "H-hi," he murmured, still afraid.

OoC: xD

IC: Gizmo walked over, "Trinket, leave him alone."
Her ears flattened.
"Hello, pup, what's your name?" Gizmo asked.

His eyes met the Sheperd's for a quick moment and then lowered to the floor. "I..." he started shaking. "My name's B-Blue..."

"Blue. Come on, up now." He nudged him. "I'm Gizmo."
"And I'm Trinket!" The little Yorkie said triumphantly.

He shrank back at the shepherd's touch and glanced quickly past him at the white wolf. "Wh-what about him..?" he murmured, slowly getting to his paws. "He said he'd k-kill us if we didn't j-join him."

Gizmo growled. "He won't touch you, if you stick with me." He softened.

He scampered closer to the shepherd, and looked up at him "Y-you really think so?"

"I know so." Gizmo smiled. "Where are your parents, little one?"
Trinket jumped at a butterfly.

ooc: hehe it's fun pretending Kestrel isn't noticing this all ^-^

Blue looked down again. "I dunno," he said.

OOC: LOl

IC: "I'm sorry." GIzmo told him, and nudged him.

Blue smiled and wagged his tail. "Not your fault."

Trinket muttered. "I didn't catch the stupid butterfly.."