Your trap? Our trap!

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My main entry for the Hunger Games featuring both my dogs!


Story:

Taken from ~NorthernFoxRanch
_{Peeta had someone managed to loose two of his team members on the chase for the dog. He was faster than them, he knew that. And he seemed to find the Weaponry District's fastest dog too. He knew she wouldn't give up the chase without a fight. But atleast he could bug her on trying to end it. Pushing his body forward, the Borzoi was almost right beside her, his nose almost touching her stub of a tail. "Hey, District 2!" He spat, his jaws gaping. "Why dont you just stop, you know I'll catch you sooner or later!" And then Peeta was suddenly stumbling in dust. How did she...? Shaking his head, the golden boy ran after the Doberman, anger crossing his features. So, he just ended up pumping his legs faster to catch up to the female with her shirt billowing behind her.}

Taken from *barbed-heart
<sub>Prada laughed to herself as she left the Borzoi in the dirt behind her. She easily slowed to a slow run, and turned around to call to him, used to the slow dogs at her own kennel. Suddenly her laugh turned into a gasp of horror as the Borzoi once again came up next to her, his teeth just missing the bright orange ribbon against her shirt. Growling under her breath, she shoved off the ground hard with her back legs, and moved quickly over the grass.

She let loose a small yelp, as if in shock. It was a diversion though, and the golden dog did not suspect a thing. She tried to move faster, then suddenly broke off from the forest path and tumbled into the brambles. The golden coated dogs fur got stuck in the brambles behind her and it gave her a few seconds to move quickly ahead.

They were nearing the mountains, a slippery part of it, and Peeta kept herding her towards it to trap her. She let out another yelp as the Borzoi came up beside her, quickly gaining on her. She was not built for speed and he was. If she did not get away from him soon, her ribbon would surely be taken.

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As they neared the mountains she started to slow, then finally skidded to a stop at the only real part that she couldn't climb. Peeta came to a walk and smiled. "Well well district 2, seems like your in a tough spot eh?" He was panting slightly, but he had her cornered, and she was panting a lot more then he was. Finally, from above her head, she heard the small thumps of paws on rocks. She could not really turn around, but hoped that it was Soldier and Cobra coming to her rescue and not Peeta's team mates. A low throaty growl came from behind her, and Peeta grinned, thinking it was his team mates.

Only when the two shepherds heads appeared over the rocks, did Prada grin as she watched his face drop. Instead of leading her into a trap, she had led him into one. She launched herself forward as the shepherds raced down the hill and launched them selves at the nicknamed "Golden Boy" of the Hunger Games...</sub>

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Watching Peeta dart off from the start of the games after some unknown opponent, Jahi shook his head and snorted. "He's too eager, isn't he?" The Nudari commented to his much larger Kaijin companion with a sneer. Rhye shook his fur and used his body to bump Jahi in the direction he wanted the two to head in. "He isn't in our pack. He'd know better than to leave the two of us behind." Jahi stumbled slightly at the bump, twitched his tail in agreement, and trotted off toward the forests.

The two hunting hounds had their own strategy: leave the others to fight over the ribbons and after a day or so when the other competitors would grow weak from hunger and fatigue, that is when they would strike, their bellies full of the forest's plentiful bounty. The Weapons district thought they were so high and mighty? Ha! Being a guardian breed would help them not when hunger panged at their stomachs and not a one knew the technique for catching a rabbit or tracking the strong scent of deer (not like they'd be quick enough to catch one!) Who was the only one with a tracking title? Jahi~~

Jahi sped through the forest, leading the way with his nose halfway to the ground using his skills as a pariah dog to keep track of sight, scent, and sound. Rhye followed closely behind with his nose in the air, keeping track of the smells of rogue competitors. No one was going to sneak up on them, and if they did they'd have to deal with the massive Kaijin Wolfdog. The team had brains and brawn.

The forest started to melt into a tall field of grass and bluebells. Jahi paused, his large ears perking forward and his body tensing. Off in the distance he spotted the familiar form of the golden Borzoi and a black and tan form... the doberman - Prada! He threw his head back as a sign of retreat and decided to watch the scene unfold. Rhye dug in low and concealed his body in the tall grass. Both dogs were lions lying in wait as their prey approached, too caught up in their own business to even know they were in danger.

The two males waited until the perfect moment; they watched as the two German Shepherds joined the chase and Peeta led the three weapon dogs right toward their ambush. Without giving them any time to react, Rhye charged out of the grass and brought his massive 130 pound weight down on the smaller 75 pound Doberman female. He knocked her off her feet like a car to a bicyclist in a t-bone collision. Jahi darted right in front of Peeta and circled around to greet the doberman as she scrambled to her feet. The two German Shepherds looked back in horror as it was now they were the ones being hunted. Peeta lashed out at the nearest shepherd and the weapons district scattered.

Jahi snapped his scissor-like bite viciously as he stood on two legs in an attempt to grab the bright orange ribbon tied to the doberman's shirt. Rhye circled up on the other side of her, herding her back toward the smaller sighthound and snarling viciously. "Prada! I was raised to hunt bear! Hunting you and your lackies is nothing!" The Kaijin was quite dog aggressive and Jahi, though quite busy trying to snag the ribbon, was rather surprised the bear of a dog was being rather mellower than usual.

It was now district verses district. Peeta used his large body to herd the shepherds away from the main action; he would dart in and tackle either if they would get too close. Only time would tell if the ambush was successful, and if the two hunters would get a chance to put their actual plan in action.

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lolzlolzlolz. Jahi and Rhye are such snobs! |D Jahi is the brains of the outfit, having extensive knowledge in hunting and tracking. Being both an omnivore and a sighthound, he can bring home the bacon by being able to hunt most small, quick animals and eat nuts, fuits and berries, grasses, and insects. His stripes act like that of the tiger, blending him into the shadows of tall grasses and trees.

Rhye on the otherhand is pure muscle. He's 28" at the shoulder and 130 pounds. He can bring down large game and hold bears at bay. It did not occur to me until a little before I started this images that he's dog aggressive so let's hope he can keep under control for the sake of the other dogs.

I'm not entirely happy with this, but as many of you who watched me over join.me can contest, I really tried. xD This takes place on the outskirts of the forest where it merges with the bluebell fields.

I'm waiting for DHS to get back to me on ribbon placement. Another artist had originally drawn Jahi and Rhye with ribbons on their neck and tail so I kept with that for sake of consistency. You can't see Rhye's ribbon since it is on his tail.

I'm aware that I forgot the pendents on the shirts! I'll get to that tomorrow!


Jahi / Rhye (c) =MidnightAyaChan
Peeta (c) ~NorthernFoxRanch
Soldier (c) *AntlerCreek
Cobra (c) =Royal-Front-Stables
Prada (c) *barbed-heart