Anyone is welcome to help me develop Bullet a little!
Bullet was used to being alone - after her own mother had scarred her for life, ruining her perfect pelt, she didn't really care for company nowadays - but when she came across the thick line of dog piss that signaled a territory, well, she didn't turn away. Instead, she strode right on over it without hesitation, trotting her way in and even stopping to poop a couple of yards in. She wondered how long it would be for one of those dum mutts to find her as she bent at the spine and tightened her belly - again, she just didn't care.
After she was done making her mark on the Caldera land, she trotted on towards the volcano - it was an interesting sight to say the least, and even if it turned out to be boring as hell, the red Mayhem would have full view of her surroundings, and it would be easy then to find a mark: her only intentions were to cause hell and wreak havoc, to stir the shit pot and get the blood pumping - one might call her an adrenaline junkie, and some called her straight out crazy, but she just didn't care.
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