Vacation In Zahirah

[Guillotine]

A devilish grin lit up Guillotine’s handsome face. This was too easy. This woman was already beginning to fall for his deadly charms. In reality, Gil was the one falling for her. Guillotine thought he was on top of this situation, when really he was the victim. The hellhound was flirting with danger yet, he wasn’t the least bit alarmed. This woman smelled like a human. So Gil figured she was one. Ah, just another human victim. This dame would be easy to overpower, right? Oh how wrong he was. The hellhound was virtually powerless in this state of mind. Oh what a fool he was. A twinge of guild began to swim though the young hellhound’s head. What would Akeelah think of this? Surly she would be pissed to find out he was flirting with yet another woman, then again they weren’t mates anymore. And what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. He was a free man now, right? She shouldn’t care who he was flirting with. The hellhound could do whatever he wanted.

No matter how much the male tried to convince himself, Gil still felt guilty about doing this. Gil was expecting to have a nice romp with this woman, but his hopes would soon be dashed. If only he had known she was out to harm his master. The thought of Akeelah had begun to escape Guillotine’s mind as his forest green eye settled onto the lovely woman before him. This strange female placed her hand onto his cheek. Gil’s face seemed to light up like the fourth of July. Oh, how he loved attention. In a sense Gil was no different from your average dog. He craved attention, and to some extent feed off of it. Guillotine’s devilish grin remained plastered onto his handsome face. As the woman spoke a dark chuckle crept from his lips. So she called him a handsome creature huh? Gil couldn’t help but to laugh. “Yes, quite a few times actually.” Guillotine replied smugly. He was lying though his fangs. Most people back at the stares where scared of him. It was rare for a person to walk up to him and call him handsome. He wasn’t about to admit this however. The male had an image to uphold.

A wave of ecstasy surged up Guillotine’s spine as the woman’s hand traveled down his neck and to his chest. The simple touch seemed to go a long way. Guillotine wouldn’t hesitate to follow this woman. All he could think about was what he could get out of it. The hound’s smile seemed to grow as the woman took his hand. She then said that she could grant Gil the world. Really, the male only wanted one thing. He didn’t resist the woman’s charms as she pulled him onto her. Guillotine pressed his sensitive nose into the nape of her neck. He then closed his eyes and inhaled the lovely woman’s scent as she began to walk backwards with him. He didn’t seem to notice that they were entering a portal. Once the male opened his eyes he seemed a bit stunned that they were in a totally different location. Gil pulled away from the woman and began to look around. “W-where are we!?”

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Khadijah looked at Gil and said while looking at him in a most seductive manner, "Nervous are we?" She walked up behind although she had just moments before seemed to be standing directly in front of him. It was almost as if it were through teleportation that she traveled. She grabbed his crotch rather aggressively. Most would find this behavior appalling and unbecoming for a proper woman to display. She whispered in his ear letting her cool breath travel from his neck down through the rest of his body while she still caressed his man hood, "Trust me...you have nothing to worry about... " With the way she spoke and her accent adding that icing to the cake it would make any man's eyes roll into the back of his head with the most bliss and ecstasy one could handle. Khadijah was a master seductress and knew her art form well.

She didn't want Gil to be too paranoid about where they were. She knew he could not get back to the palace so easily. They were still in Egypt, yes, but, they were very far down south while the palace was far north. She said to him while looking at her self in the mirror as she removed the veil that covered her head, "We are at my own private oasis. I didn't like the life in the city so I decided to move out here. It is far more better and less crowded. I feel that all of this is mine." What she told him was a complete and utter lie. She had been banished to the desert and she created the oasis. She was lucky that the king, His Utmost Royal Highness, didn't strip her of all of her powers completely. The sitting King and those before him are the only ones who are granted that power.

Akhtar's father was a kind man but his father was far more like Akhtar in his forgiving people. Akhtar's father was the main one who asked his father, Akhtar's grandfather, to strip Khadijah of her powers. He opted to simply banish her. If only he had listened to the young Prince Fuad, now King Fuad, Gil wouldn't be in the trouble he was in now.

Khadijah's dark brown hair cascaded down her back as she moved the heavy head covering. She removed all of the ornate jewelry and stood there looking to Gil. It was amazing even with all of the things used to beautify her removed she was still just as beautiful. Her being a witch seemed to give her, her own golden light that seemed to shine always. Her aura however was as black as they come. Blacker than black, night, and midnight all mixed together themselves. If one were to see her true black soul they would be frightened of the witch that stood before Gil. For a being to have that much malice within her? The little drop of good within her was hardest to find.

She was not a giving nor caring woman. She walked over to Gil, even her gait seems to be a dance and wrapped her hands around his neck and then ran them down his arms gripping both of his hands. She used his hands to roam her own body. She glided her hands over her ample, but not TOO ample bosom. She soon turned around and grabbed his hands once more placing them on the clamps that would loosen her brassier like top. She lifted her long brown locks so that he could see clearly. She turned to look him in his eyes and waited with baited breath....

((I hope you don't mind this XDDDD))

[Guillotine]

“N-Nervous? Fuck no!” He barked attempting to make his voice as deep as possible. He wouldn’t let this woman get a leg up on him! “I’m not nervous.” The beast then crossed his arms in front of his chest. Ah, the foolish hellhound was trying to lie to a witch. How pitiful. This woman could clearly see through his lie and decided to take advantage of the man while his mind was riddle with confusion. Guillotine looked around for a second, and in that time the witch managed to walk around him without him knowing. Perhaps the crafty woman used her powers to teleport? Or maybe Gil was just too distracted with the scenery to notice. The oasis was quite lovely after all. Guillotine had never seen anything like it before. The beast was accustomed to the tall buildings in the city. He had no idea anything like this existed. As Guillotine looked around in awe something very strange began to happen.

Before Gil could comment on Khadijah’s lovely home he felt something grab his lower region. The man was stunned and nearly jumped out of his own skin. Man, he didn’t see this coming. Guillotine’s body tensed. His muscles shown though his pale flesh, and his jet black hair began to spike up like the hackles of an angry canine. What was this woman doing? Was she mad!? He fought back a groan as the witch began to speak. Gil bit his lip in an attempt to keep himself from enjoying this little charade. His action would be in vain however. Guillotine could feel himself getting more excited with each passing minute. His body was telling him to take this woman, but his brain was telling him to leave. Oh woe was he. This had never happened to him before. Gil didn’t know what to think. So, he just stood there with a ‘deer caught in the headlights’ look. He couldn’t help but to wonder if this woman was in heat or something. Was it even possible for a human? This was easy, possibly a little too easy. This woman practically threw herself at him. Gil didn’t have to do a damn thing. Just what was this woman up too? The witch’s voice quickly snapped the male out of his delirium. Her words sent a shiver of sheer ecstasy up his spine. A large sharp toothed grin creased his lips. It would be a lie to say that Gil wasn’t enjoying this. After the initial shock of it all, Gil began to relax.

At this point in time Gil didn’t seem to care how far they were from the palace. Unfortunately, his instinct had begun to take over. His paranoia seemed to melt away while lust took its place. It wasn’t until the woman released him that he finally turned around to face her. He seemed a bit saddened that she stopped. Naturally, Guillotine craved attention, both good and bad. “I didn’t tell you to stop.” The male teased as he approached Khadijah. He stopped a foot or so away from her and watched as she began to take her veil off. Gil then listened as she spoke about her home. The male rolled his single forest green eye. Guillotine didn’t give a shit about the oasis; he just wanted to get down to business. But alas, this woman wanted to talk so he decided to suck it up and go along with it; Females where such chatter boxes. “It’s a nice place.” He cooed as he drew a little closer to the woman. She took her head piece off as well as the rest of her jewelry. And yet the woman was still smoking hot. Guillotine looked over the smaller woman in awe. His mind was telling him that something was wrong, this wasn’t right. He was a fool to ignore this feeling.

Guillotine’s grin seemed to grow as Khadijah approached him. She grabbed his hands and allowed him to feel over her lovely frame. Gil could barely believe what was happening. Was this a dream? This was too good to be true! His fingers greedily traveled over her body before she pulled them up to her top. With a pleased grin Gil began to feverishly loosen the clamps. The male could feel his heart began to race. For a moment Guillotine felt a bit light headed as he loosened the clamps and slipped the brasser from Khadijah’s frame. After carelessly tossing it aside he looked the woman over. Then like some sort of predator he began to slowly walk around the woman. His forest green eye began to shift to a deadly blood red color. “Nice, very nice.” Guillotine cooed as he licked his lips with satisfaction. He couldn’t wait to tear into this woman. Gil then stopped behind the woman and released a low dark chuckle. No one would have to know about this. He could get his rocks off, kill this woman and return to Akhtar’s home. It couldn’t be too much trouble right? With a sharp toothed smile Guillotine approached the woman from behind. He grabbed her smaller frame and pulled her to him. The hound then leaned down and ran his fangs along the side of her neck. Oh what a fun night this would be.

(( Haha XD Its all good. Sorry i kinda ended it abruptly. Do you want to fade to black after your post, or should I do it in my next one?))

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((I will give you that honor XDDDD))

Akhtar sat uncomfortably in his chair now. He had been sitting there almost an hour going over every aspect of his life. He agreed to it after all though so there was no complaining now. The producer of the interview finally called for a break. Akhtar sighed with relief. Unfortunately, there was still two more hours to film. He would do the segment with his parents and then they would speak about his brother who was banished from the kingdom and sent to live in one of the palaces in Morocco for his alleged treason. Akhtar still didn't believe to this day that he purposely did anything to try and bring the downfall to the country. He believed in his heart that his brother was possessed like he had been trying to tell everyone for the longest. That topic always made Akhtar a bit emotional. He missed his brother and would have to sneak to go see him. His brother was known throughout the wizarding world as "The Shamed Prince" and Akhtar couldn't care for the name any less. To end the interview Akhtar would of course go on a tour throughout the kingdom and visiting some of Akhtar's charities.

Akhtar looked around the room and watched as many of the production crew sat around talking and laughing with one another. He stood up and stretched a bit. He was glad to be off the chair. Even the world's most comfortable chair would be uncomfortable. He couldn't but help feel a bit uneasy. Something was nagging at him but he couldn't put his finger on it. If he had actually stopped and thought for a moment he would have realized it was Gil. The hellhound was scarce. He had last seen him when he was leaving the feast hall. Akhtar could simply scan the ground and find that he was not there on the grounds at all. He would also find Gil was in grave danger. as Akhtar was about to leave to make sure Gil was okay the producer called for everyone to return to their post. That included Akhtar. The prince sighed and returned to his feet while a make-up and wardrobe person came to make sure his turban was correct and he still looked perfect.

**Back In Khadijah's Oasis Cottage**

The evil sorceress shivered in delight as Gil's teeth slid down her neck sensually. She ran her hands over Gil's chest and arms. She was ready to start working her magic. Her eyes were filled with lust. This was one of her favorite parts of seducing these men. She not only was able to have her desires fulfilled by taking their souls but she was also able to please her sexually. Many who knew Khadijah believed her to be part siren or succubus as her sexual appetite was quite high and her methods of taking these men's souls were quite similar to that of the two creatures. She pressed her body into Gil's more warming her flesh allowing for the heat between their bodies to grow intensely. It would only feel like a nice warm glove enveloping them and not as if they were in a burning hot sauna.

Her hands traveled south once more in search for a particular prize. She stood on her toes and said into Gil's ear, "Come...let's go to my suite. It's much to be done." She reached over to her side and poured some red dust in her hand. It was a very fine, shiny, red dust. She looked Gil in his face and blew the substance gently. It seemed to have engulfed his entire body. Khadijah knew he wouldn't reject her desires. She simply unzipped the dress she wore that still covered her lower regions. The dress fell to the floor and she stepped out of it revealing her entire bare form. Not even waiting for Gil she walked away,leading the way to her suite...

[Guillotine]

The beast was enjoying himself. He loved the attention this woman was giving him. It had been a long time since he had last been with a woman. Oh how he missed the feeling of warm flesh beneath his fangs. Guillotine continued to slide his pointed teeth along Khadijah’s neck. The meeting was quite interesting to say the least. The two had yet to exchange names and yet they were already trying to get into each others pants. Guillotine didn’t see anything wrong with this. In the hellhound world they didn’t share names, nor did they take their mates out to eat first. Like any other animal, they would do it then and ask questions later. Unfortunately, doing this would get Gil into a heap of trouble. Now, he didn’t seem to care. He and Akeelah where no longer together, and besides it had been a month sense he had last been with a woman. No longer would he have those late night dates with a dirty magazine. Finally he had some flesh to bang!

Guillotine welcomed the warmth that radiated off Khadijah’s body. The feeling made him smile. Perhaps he was enjoying this woman’s company a bit too much. He didn’t seem to notice when her hands went down to grab something. Before Gil could speak she leaned against him and began to speak in his ear. He almost lost it when her lovely, seductive voice began to travel thought his sensitive ears. Her words sent chills of sheer ecstasy up Guillotine’s spine. The next thing he knows the woman this blowing some fine red dust into his face. Guillotine flinched as the substance consumed his body. The tall man then began to fall into a trans-like state. He licked his lips with satisfaction as the woman finally stripped down and led him away to her room…

**Fade to black**

Guillotine awoke a few hours later with a killer headache. The male was like clockwork, he would always fall asleep after having his fun. It never failed. As Guillotine sat up he grumbled to himself like a tired old man. The male couldn’t recall much of what had happened a few hours ago. He shook his head before looking over at his female companion. The only thing he could remember was coming to the woman’s place; he couldn’t recall much of what happened after that. Guillotine stood up and stretched, this was when he realized he was naked. So they did do it after all, eh? With a sigh Guillotine turned back to the bed. Well, there was one last thing he needed to do before he left. He had to kill the pitiful woman.

((I didn’t know whether or not you wanted me to kill Khadijah in this post. So I just ended it here XD))

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Khadijah lay basking in her night of bliss. She couldn't believe how amazing her night was. Little did Gil know that just by completing the act with the seemingly ageless witch she had taken a bit of his life force. It wouldn't effect him in any way but it did make her stronger. She sat up covering her naked frame. She looked over at the hellhound her eyes still full of lust. It wasn't lust in her eyes for sex it was lust for power. It was the desire to have Gil's life force. She wanted to suck the very essence of Gil out of him. She wanted to have them man turn to dust in her bed. It would only put her that much closer to achieving her goal. She would in the process hurt the youngest Prince. She knew he was close with the hellhound so she would use the hellhound for double duty.

She looked to him laying there. She ran her hands along his pale arm. She said in her seductive voice, "It's time to wake my sleeping Prince. It seems you were spent....After all you did do quite a bit. " She licked his neck seductively. She was almost vampire like. She felt the blood pumping through his veins. She felt his life force pulling her in. She was ready to attack. She looked at him connecting with his eyes. She sat there quietly. She rolled her neck a bit. She was tensing a bit. The pull of her potential power was becoming too much...

((Guill...you may kill her in your post now XDDD make it were he senses the attack before she attacked. So kill her before she can kill him XDDD))

[Guillotine]

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[atrb=background,http://i1260.photobucket.com/albums/ii566/fogbeam/GilsMid.png] A painful headache continued to rock through the tired hellhound’s skull. Guillotine winced as he slowly sat up. “Damn it.” Gil grumbled as his pale fingers ran through his short, yet messy, black hair. Their little romp had taken a lot out of him. If only he had known what had transpired. Then maybe Guillotine would have killed the woman sooner. He was still oblivious to the witch’s succubus-like powers, and now he was paying the price. The energetic beast felt lethargic after this little romp, even more so than usual. Perhaps it wasn’t the woman who caused him to feel this way, though it was a possibility. Guillotine had traveled quite a distance on a plane. Jet lag could be the cause of this problem. A loud growl rumbled through Guillotine’s chest. He was growing increasingly irritated by the fact that his body was so tired. Guillotine’s tall frame may have been sluggish but, his brain was still active. Oh how he wanted to have his way with the woman one last time before killing her. Perhaps he was asking too much from his fragile human body. Well, there was a good side to this though, right? He was lucky enough to be in a warm comfortable bed. Hell, he was on vacation! As Guillotine lay there a dark plan began to materialize in that hard head of his. He could milk this situation for all that its worth. This woman could become his personal slave until he got his energy back. It seemed like the perfect plan! Guillotine had begun to show off a large sharp toothed smile as Khadijah finally awoke. The foolish hellhound thought he was dominating the situation. The male was in the presence of a dangerous foe, one that longed to strip him of his life force. Guillotine continued to grin as the witch ran her fingers along his pale flesh. She was pulling the right strings with this hound. Khadijah seemed to be a natural when it came to seducing men, much less a hellhound. As she spoke her words seemed to send chills of delight up Guillotine’s spine. “Heh, I didn’t notice.” The male teased as Khadijah began to lick the side of his neck. This was the hellhound’s weak spot. He closed single forest green eye as her warm tongue ran over his pale flesh. Gil’s toothy grin soon faded once the two beings made eye contact. When Guillotine looked into Khadijah’s eyes he began to sense something tugging and pulling on him. For a moment his vision began to get blurry. Naturally, his mind was telling him something was wrong. This didn’t feel right. For a moment he began to freak out. Gil didn’t exactly understand what was happening, but like any cornered animal he would lash out at the nearest possible target. Without warning the man’s body began to spark before a towering inferno engulfed him. The spiraling tower of hell fire burned anything in its way. Khadijah’s face and hands where caught in this massive inferno. When the flames disbursed a large beast sat there on the bed next to Khadijah’s smoldering body. Well, his previous plan had gone down the toilet. The beast snorted before he leaned forward and closed his jaws around the woman’s head. After applying a bit of pressure the woman’s skull gave In under Gil’s powerful jaws. He happily licked up blood and brain matter from the Khadijah’s’s head, before moving in to devour the rest. **An hour later** Guillotine found himself outside of the witch’s home. His sleek scaly hide seemed to enjoy the company of the sun. He was in the middle of a desert after all, there was nothing but sun. The large hellhound looked around. Gil began to walk away from Khadijah’s desert home. The desert was quite a sight to behold. There was nothing but sand for as far as the eye could see. As exciting as this all was Gil couldn’t help but to be a bit worried. The scaly beast lifted his head to the heavens and released a deep-almost lion like call. He hoped that Akhtar could hear him. Much like a pup, he didn't seem to understand the situation that he was in, Nor the probability of his master even hearing him. But it was worth a shot right? Guillotine then lowered his head and pricking his ears forward as if he where waiting for a response. Nothing, but silence. Words;; 746 Tags;; Akhtar, and the crazy witch b*tch~ Muse Level;; High Inspiration&&Song Inspiration&&OOC Notes;; Sorry if this post is a little strange :/ This awesome table was made by Mental <3

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As the flames engulfed Khadijah's body she didn't even have time to scream out in pain. The blood that leaked from her body was lapped up by Gil. It coursed through his veins and fused with his own. Gil wouldn't know it yet but he would be a bit more powerful. Khadijah's blood held so many magical properties from all of of the witches,wizards, and other various magical creatures life force she absorbed. This made her able to withstand a little more than others. Her charred body lay there in her once large elegant bed. As mere moments passed after the initial flames erupted over her, her bones soon turned to ash. The spell around the house was broken. There were small cracks and creaks heard throughout the now empty oasis. Soon there was a large explosion. Luckily for Gil he had already made it out. The house was turning on itself.

The house was soon engulfed in a sand cloud. There were loud audible growls coming from within the clouds of sand. The glass could be heard as it shattered through the home. The home was starting to sink into the ground. It seemed to be being consumed by Hell itself. The desert was swallowing all the remnants of Khadijah and her evil doing.

The only thing that could be heard over the roar of the consumption of the home was Gil's monstrous roar for help. If there had been anything nearby it would have shaken it to its very core. Unfortunately for Gil he was in the south of Egypt. Far away from civilization. Luckily for Gil he and Akhtar shared a bond. As the powerful Prince sat wrapping up his interview he kept getting pangs of worry. There was something wrong and he kept feeling them. He had to keep a straight face on the entire time he was talking. He couldn't understand what was happening. He finished the interview quickly and excused himself.

As he walked through the empty elegant halls he removed the barriers from his mind and stretched his mind to near its limits to find out what was going on. Suddenly his mind cleared and he saw before him Gil letting out a roar for help. The hellhound's howl rang through Akhtar's ears. He could tell his friend was in trouble. He searched to find out where he was. Clearing his mind of the howls from Gil Akhtar pulled back and pinned in on his location. Suddenly the halls were filled with a cry of a phoenix and the halls were engulfed in flames. The flames were not burning flames. They simply were apart of Akhtar's phoenix form. Then he was no more.

Akhtar appeared in the empty desert with a loud pop. His phoenix form surrounded him and protected him from the harsh elements of the desert. He streaked across the vast desert sky in search of Gil. His phoenix form on this clear day seemed to rival that of his father. He looked down for signs of the hell hound. He soon found him. The wizard lowered himself from the sky. The cry of his phoenix filling the empty desert. He landed next to Gil and spoke, "Gil! Are you okay>\? What are you doing out here? HOW did you even get out here?"

[Guillotine]

The look of fear could be seen in Guillotine’s beady blood red eye as he scanned the horizon. He was desperately trying to locate any sign of life. The male’s bony tail slowly tucked between his back legs. It was hopeless, no matter how much he roared no one could hear him. His ears pulled back against his head. Great, not only was he alone, he was stuck out in the middle of no were! The beast looked around once more, his eyes seemed to narrow. Usually, sand wouldn’t mean much to Gil, but in this place there was tons of it. Whenever he would lower his head to sniff around it would suck up into his nose and iterate him. This arid wasteland of sand was numbing his senses. What was a hellhound like him to do? He couldn’t possibly just sit and wait for help. Gil doubted if help was even coming. No matter how loud he roared he didn’t get a single response.

As a sense of hopelessness began to fill Guillotine’s cranium, he had begun to hear a creaking nose. This struck Gil as odd. He was out here in the middle of nowhere, what was making that noise? The beast’s attention soon shifted to Khadijah's home. Guillotine watched in horror as the noise grew louder until the oasis began to collapses in on itself. With his tail still firmly tucked between his legs Guillotine made a mad dash to safety. The large males stopped quite a ways away from the crumbling home. All the while he bared his fangs, and released a loud roar. Unneeded stress consumed the hellhound’s body. He didn’t know how much of this he could take. He quickly regretted ever accompanying Akhtar on this trip.

Just as Gil was about to lose all hope a loud pop filled the air. This sudden noise made Guillotine jump and snarl. He looked around for the source of the noise; this was when he spotted the large phoenix. The elegant beast hovered over him. Just the sight of it sent Gil into a state of panic. He looked heaven ward and snarled. The beast back away from the large creature all the while he fearfully beard his fangs.

Guillotine’s fear soon melted away as Akhtar lowered from the sky. Upon seeing his master Guillotine’s ears perked up and his tail pulled itself from between Gil’s legs and wagged furiously behind him. A loud whimper streamed from his throat as he bounded over towards his dear friend. Once in front of Akhtar the beast reared up onto his back legs and dangled his large paws over Akhtar’s shoulders. The wave of happy whimpers continued as he began to nuzzle his dear friend with his large muzzle. This was sort of affection was rare, and unheard of. What had drove Gil to do this? Even the beast himself didn’t know.

“Damn that bitch!” The beast roared. “S-she brought be here, and-and her house it disappeared into the ground!” Guillotine’s words seemed to be jumbled together. This had been quite an experience for the hellhound. He was scared to death.

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Akhtar was surprised himself by Gil's display of affection towards him. He could barely understand what the large hellhound was saying as he told him how he ended up out here. Akhtar shook his head and pulled Gil's paws off of him so he would be able to move around. He couldn't believe that Gil would go and sleep with the first thing he ran into. He warned Gil that everything was not as it seemed. He knew of Khadijah she was one of the people in the kingdom who would like to overthrow the royal family and make the kingdom her own. It was a risk that everyone knew was in existence. The prince looked around the desolate desert. He couldn't tell where this oasis once stood.

Akhtar looked to Gil and said, "Okay maybe we should get back to the palace then alright? We will just keep this between us. No need to let everyone know what went down. We don't need panic in the kingdom. Well honestly....I don't think anyone would be happier that Khadijah is dead. Little did Akhtar know how right he was in regards to Khadijah. All of the many souls she had taken over the years had finally been freed. They were able to pass on peacefully. The evil witch was no more.

Akhtar looked around once more and said, "If you're ready we shall take our leave."Akhtar stood next to Gil and flames erupted around them. The flames encased both Gil and Akhtar. Akhtar looked over to Gil and asked, "Ready?" Before Gil could answer they were being sucked intot he flames and being transported back towards the palace.

[Guillotine]

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[atrb=background,http://i1260.photobucket.com/albums/ii566/fogbeam/GilsMid.png] A long floppy pink tongue lawed out of Guillotine’s mouth. The large beast was panting up a storm. This was not only due to the climate but from excitement as well. So much has already happened; Gil wasn’t too sure how to take it all in. When Akhtar pulled Gil’s large paws from his shoulders, the beast let lose a low whimper. Wasn’t Akhtar happy to see him? Guillotine thought about his action for a moment. Perhaps it wasn’t the best way to greet a human. The male couldn’t help himself. As Akhtar spoke the beast’s tail wagged furiously behind him. Any ounce of fear that Gil had left in him seemed to melt away as Akhtar spoke. Now that his alpha was around, the hellhound felt as if he had nothing to fear. Guillotine nodded as his alpha spoke. Akhtar stated that whatever happened would stay between the two of them. “Got it.” Guillotine replied as Akhtar continued on. Gil seemed oblivious to the good he had just done. Even as Akhtar explained, it didn’t seem like a big deal to him. After a little chat, Akhtar offered to take Gil back to the palace. A single blood red eye glanced up at Akhtar as he asked if Gil was ready. “ I was born ready..” Soon the two where engulfed in flames, and transported back to the palace. It only took a second for the two to appear in the garden. Guillotine trotted a few steps from Akhtar and looked around. Finally, he was back in the safety of the palace. With a few wags of his tail Gil turned to his alpha and side. “What now?” Words;; 279 Tags;; Akhtar Muse Level;; ok Inspiration&&Song Inspiration&&OOC Notes;; sorry for the wait D: This awesome table was made by Mental <3