She stopped running when her legs gave out. She crashed to the ground in a small بادل of dust and گھاس and simply laid there, sobbing. She stayed there for well over half an hour, and when she had finished, she didn't feel any better.
Filled with a sudden rage that she couldn't control, Mittens turned to find out where she was, and to see if there was possibly anything she could destroy. She was in an alley, surrounded سے طرف کی cardboard boxes, rusted oil drums, and a junked car. Her eyes lit upon the boxes and she pounced on them, biting and tearing them to shreds. Having been declawed, her paws weren't much use other than holding down the corrugated cardboard to sink her teeth into.
After destroying quite a few boxes, and surrounding herself with mounds of the shredded material, Mittens finally stopped. The rampage of destruction had left her feeling at least a little better, but still angry. She turned to head home, but stopped when a voice behind her called her name.
Surprised, but determined to hide it, the feline turned to face the newcomer. It was a wolf, a light furred, blue-eyed بھیڑیا with a pleasant expression on her face.
"Who the hell are you?" Mittens demanded.
The she-wolf shrugged off the insolence without pausing.
"It is not I who matters, but you," she کہا cryptically.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mittens growled.
The بھیڑیا paused, as if to consider the question.
After a moment, she went on.
"Shouldn't آپ be at home, Mittens?" she asked kindly.
"Don't talk to me like آپ know me!" Mittens yelled. "Don't آپ dare!"
"What is troubling you?"
"None of your business."
"Keeping it bottled inside does nothing but harm."
Mittens snorted.
"What do آپ want?" she spat.
"The سوال is not what I want, it is what آپ want."
For the first time, Mittens took the time to really look at whom she was talking to. The بھیڑیا was small for a wolf, but still larger than she was. Her ears were erect, displaying confidence. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue, and in them Mittens could see someone who was comfortable in their own skin.
She relented, deciding to talk to this strange wolf.
"Well, آپ see, at my home, there's this dog... His name is Bolt, and I'm in love with him."
The she-wolf looked interested.
"What caused this?" she asked.
"It's a long story..." Mittens کہا vaguely.
Another look into the wolf's eyes was enough to have her spilling the entire story.
"-so, آپ see, he doesn't want me. I mean, he's got no one else... What harm could at least trying do?"
"You کہا آپ wanted to be a dog?" the بھیڑیا inquired.
Mittens nodded.
"Does having him really mean that much to you?"
Another nod.
"What would آپ be willing to do for it?"
She looked up. "Anything," she whispered hoarsely.
The she-wolf considered this.
"I shall make آپ a deal."
The cat's gaze locked onto the بھیڑیا with a determination that could not be broken.
"I will turn آپ into a dog on three conditions. First, I shall take your voice. Second, آپ may not tell him who آپ are, though he is allowed to figure it out. Third, if آپ want your voice back, he must fall in love with آپ within three days, starting from the time آپ wake up tomorrow morning."
"Deal." Mittens uttered that word with a sense of finality and resolve.
"Then it is done."
The female بھیڑیا stretched out her paw and touched Mittens on the سب, سب سے اوپر of the head. The instant contact was made, Mittens' eyes rolled backwards into her head and she dropped where she stood, unconscious before she hit the ground.
Filled with a sudden rage that she couldn't control, Mittens turned to find out where she was, and to see if there was possibly anything she could destroy. She was in an alley, surrounded سے طرف کی cardboard boxes, rusted oil drums, and a junked car. Her eyes lit upon the boxes and she pounced on them, biting and tearing them to shreds. Having been declawed, her paws weren't much use other than holding down the corrugated cardboard to sink her teeth into.
After destroying quite a few boxes, and surrounding herself with mounds of the shredded material, Mittens finally stopped. The rampage of destruction had left her feeling at least a little better, but still angry. She turned to head home, but stopped when a voice behind her called her name.
Surprised, but determined to hide it, the feline turned to face the newcomer. It was a wolf, a light furred, blue-eyed بھیڑیا with a pleasant expression on her face.
"Who the hell are you?" Mittens demanded.
The she-wolf shrugged off the insolence without pausing.
"It is not I who matters, but you," she کہا cryptically.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mittens growled.
The بھیڑیا paused, as if to consider the question.
After a moment, she went on.
"Shouldn't آپ be at home, Mittens?" she asked kindly.
"Don't talk to me like آپ know me!" Mittens yelled. "Don't آپ dare!"
"What is troubling you?"
"None of your business."
"Keeping it bottled inside does nothing but harm."
Mittens snorted.
"What do آپ want?" she spat.
"The سوال is not what I want, it is what آپ want."
For the first time, Mittens took the time to really look at whom she was talking to. The بھیڑیا was small for a wolf, but still larger than she was. Her ears were erect, displaying confidence. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue, and in them Mittens could see someone who was comfortable in their own skin.
She relented, deciding to talk to this strange wolf.
"Well, آپ see, at my home, there's this dog... His name is Bolt, and I'm in love with him."
The she-wolf looked interested.
"What caused this?" she asked.
"It's a long story..." Mittens کہا vaguely.
Another look into the wolf's eyes was enough to have her spilling the entire story.
"-so, آپ see, he doesn't want me. I mean, he's got no one else... What harm could at least trying do?"
"You کہا آپ wanted to be a dog?" the بھیڑیا inquired.
Mittens nodded.
"Does having him really mean that much to you?"
Another nod.
"What would آپ be willing to do for it?"
She looked up. "Anything," she whispered hoarsely.
The she-wolf considered this.
"I shall make آپ a deal."
The cat's gaze locked onto the بھیڑیا with a determination that could not be broken.
"I will turn آپ into a dog on three conditions. First, I shall take your voice. Second, آپ may not tell him who آپ are, though he is allowed to figure it out. Third, if آپ want your voice back, he must fall in love with آپ within three days, starting from the time آپ wake up tomorrow morning."
"Deal." Mittens uttered that word with a sense of finality and resolve.
"Then it is done."
The female بھیڑیا stretched out her paw and touched Mittens on the سب, سب سے اوپر of the head. The instant contact was made, Mittens' eyes rolled backwards into her head and she dropped where she stood, unconscious before she hit the ground.
The cars in my مضمون series "The Race" are a wide variety of supercars that are modified to be race ready.
Wolfpack Motorsports: 2010 Maserati GranTurismo MC GT4
07: Sweets Spaur/Rich Spaur/Jon Gies
89: Phil Loth/Jenna Loth/Angelina Jolie
97: Colby Browning/Scar Browning/Sasha Thompson
Risi Competizione: 2010 Ferrari 458 Italia GT
12: Todd Corey/Brittany Chase/Adam Taylor
Omega Racing: Audi R8 LMS
36: Daniel Lucas/Crystal Lucas
Shadow Racing Team: BMW M3 GTS
Falken Motorsports: Mercedes SL65 AMG GT
The other cars are as follows: Jaguar XKR-S GT, Porsche 911 GT3 RS, and the Lamborghini LP560-4 Gallardo.
I'll get pics made of the cars soon, and I'll get them uploaded
Wolfpack Motorsports: 2010 Maserati GranTurismo MC GT4
07: Sweets Spaur/Rich Spaur/Jon Gies
89: Phil Loth/Jenna Loth/Angelina Jolie
97: Colby Browning/Scar Browning/Sasha Thompson
Risi Competizione: 2010 Ferrari 458 Italia GT
12: Todd Corey/Brittany Chase/Adam Taylor
Omega Racing: Audi R8 LMS
36: Daniel Lucas/Crystal Lucas
Shadow Racing Team: BMW M3 GTS
Falken Motorsports: Mercedes SL65 AMG GT
The other cars are as follows: Jaguar XKR-S GT, Porsche 911 GT3 RS, and the Lamborghini LP560-4 Gallardo.
I'll get pics made of the cars soon, and I'll get them uploaded
This image is fair use under U.S. copyright law because it is (1) noncommercial (2) transformative in nature, and (3) does not compete with the original work یا have any negative effect on its market."
This is a disclaimer that I am not competing with A&O, I am not trying to set a opinion of the movie and/or affect the market, And I am not editing the actual film, just screenshots. I am in no way saying that I own A&O and other Tm's such as characters, though I am saying the ترمیم shots are mine, though I give credit to lions gate and the A&O film. These تصاویر are parodies which are not meant to harm anything in any way. This is a parody NOT a satire. I have asked crest اندازی حرکت for permission before but have not gotten a reply.
THIS IS A PARODY
Hank666
Fanpop.com
This is a disclaimer that I am not competing with A&O, I am not trying to set a opinion of the movie and/or affect the market, And I am not editing the actual film, just screenshots. I am in no way saying that I own A&O and other Tm's such as characters, though I am saying the ترمیم shots are mine, though I give credit to lions gate and the A&O film. These تصاویر are parodies which are not meant to harm anything in any way. This is a parody NOT a satire. I have asked crest اندازی حرکت for permission before but have not gotten a reply.
THIS IS A PARODY
Hank666
Fanpop.com