Cujo yanked the male up by the scruff and smacked him down on the pavement. "It won't work, no matter what you try, I tried myself with that truck back there!" She turned on her tail and hissed at Shadow. "That cat may just have been my best freind, someone I loved very much! Revenge may be sweet, but it is always sour on the other side!"

Cujo lifted her head up high. "Oh sure. I must believe the murderer." She raced off, looking for the cliff, hoping her loved one had made it like she had. More like limped, missing one leg.

Cujo turned around and yanked Lunus up by the scruff to take him with her. "Yeah, nuh uh emo. Your comin' with me." She plopped him down a few feet from the cliff to keep watch of him. She slowly crept up towards the silver body below it. "Noche? Are you up? Noche, moya lyubov?" She nuzzled deep into the corpse's fur. "Noche... Please?"

(Yep... You google translated that, didn't you? It was a test to see if you were studying XD)

Cujo stood up and moved towards Lunus. "Maybe you don't believe so because you have never had love. (The only reason you don't like a crabby patty is because you've never tried one!) There has always been love, you're just trying to block it out. I know you believe it, I can see it in your eyes." Her voice was cracking, but she didn't care at all. She leaned over to face him, making sure he looked into her green eyes. "I know it. I just know it."

(Yay! Mommy's so proud! Heheheh I'm Rmailing you a list of words to study, then next week I'll test ya.)

Cujo shrugged. "So what? I don't care if it was fake. All I know is I love him. I don't need him to love me to love him. If you don't like it, go pout at someone else. I don't care what you have to say about me because this is my life, and your little prepositions don't have to be part of it. Save it for someone else like you, because if I hear one more word about this you've lost your first chance at a real freind who actually cares about you."

Cujo curled her tail around Lunus. "Aw c'mon Poofles, you can't be that cold. Trust me."

(This is one of the awkward moments that remind me of Benthris for some reason.)

Cujo shook her head and snuck her tongue out when he wasn't looking, then covered it up by licking her nose. "Just be nice and we'll get along fine, mind you!" She raced towards the river, crouching down for water. She didn't require it, she just wanted to feel it rush through her vains.

Cujo lifted her head from the water and shook her head. She padded into the river, swimming in large circles, enjoying the cold. "Don't look at me, your the one who's making it so terrible for yourself. Just let loose and forget your problems!" She swam up to the place in the river that touched the road and splashed the male cat. "Come on, wake up and smell the salmon!" She took a quick look around the water. "If I didn't scare them all away, ha!"