Snippet #2641774

Vander and Wylie of Schemeko's Gang

Standing before Shamus was a large, burly black and greenish wolf by the name of Vander. Peering down at the Saffron with his great muzzle, he continued to ponder long and hard about the Saffron's offer. "Hm....hm....hm." He hummed. It was then a twiggy, twitchy, and mangy wolf stood next to him. Compared to Vander this wolf looked like a pup but he was fully grown as well. This wolf was named Wylie and he was shaking as if he were cold. It was then he spoke, "Yeah, luck, lucky, luck." He sputtered. "Hold on, hold on, I'm thinking here!" He barked as he continued to think long and hard. "Hm, hunting, ladies, poison?" He muttered. "And Death! Deathy, Death!" Wylie spat.

"Hm, so you'll give me some luck if I help you kill off some plants?" Vander spoke. Then the big wolf decided to laugh, "That doesn't seem like a very good trade but there's no taking it back! I'll give you poison to kill off some plants but don't skimp out on me on all of the luck. I really could use a lucky day." Vander spoke. "Yeah we give you poison for a lucky day, lucky day!" Wylie added excitedly. "Shut up, Wylie!" Vander barked. "Oh! Sorry." Wylie stammered. "So you got somethin' I can put the venom in? Unless you like me to bite you instead?" Vander laughed again. "Yeah, we like to bite!" Wylie added as he made gnawing and gnashing sounds with his fangs. "I said shut up!" Vander barked again. "Ooh! Yeah, sorry!" Wylie responded.