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Their first date going well enough...

Nitro notes: #1 sees ghosts. Ceasing all communication.

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Noah has a way of letting Nitro when know he doesn’t like something...

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"Well well! Look who's finally waking up."

O'Hare stood crossarmed over his dazed friend, and partner in crime fighting. Their eyes met, though the calico hare wondered if the blue canine's were focused enough to even tell.

Noah let out a slow, deep groan. His body erupted in pain as soon as he regained consciousness.

"Hurts doesn't it? I heard getting shot up is a bit hell," O'Hare quipped. "Well, for those that live anyway."

Noah growled, forcing the muscles in his mouth to work for him.

"Rrr... Shot?"

"Thrice. Twice in the back. Once in the side. It's a damn miracle you walked away." O'Hare paused for a bit before continuing, "Though, not all of you made it through."

The words of his friend bounced aimlessly through his head. There was a throbbing pain somewhere underneath. Noah took his hand and moved it down his backside. He grimaced as his muscles twisted and turned along the way, with each jolt of pain kicking his brain back into action. Bit by bit his memory returned. A raid. A chase. A flanking. Gunshots... And a jolt of paralyzing pain that erupted from his rear, causing him to blackout.

"Tail..."

"Shot clean off. Maybe we should call you Special Agent McStubs--" O'Hare flinched. A feeling of a piercing glance from just off to his side confirmed he should have kept that joke to himself.

"Heeeeyyy," Noah's eyes, with renewed focus, turned to the figure next to his rabbit partner. "You know Mother never liked that face."

The frowning figure said nothing, but stood from his seat next to bed. The metal chair leg twitched Noah's ear as it scraped across the floor.

"I'm going back to work now."

Noah and O'Hare watched as he gathered his yellow work cap, car keys, and phone, and headed towards the door.

"Neil."

The blue wolf stopped halfway out the door, but didn't turn. Noah continued.

"My card is on the top dresser. Treat yourself to a good meal tonight."

Neil chuffed, turned, and left.

---- The first of many short stories involving my two canine bros., Neil and Noah. Special thanks to my good pals LiminalCoyote and Yeno for their wonderful input and edits to the text~

There’s a lot more to this story. Until next time! -Terrance

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Character by TSBellatre