"You realize, if I do this, it could probably trigger a civil war among the people once their dear leader is dispatched."

"Of course I do. In fact, I'm counting on it."

"That's a little macabre, even for me." The blonde shepherd replied with a frown.

"War is good for business, and an inevitability. But why don't you let us handle the big picture items, Dora. You just take out the target like the good little assassin you are. You'll be paid well of course, and you will be removing a ruthless dictator. Or is the infamous Blondie Schutzhund suddenly burdened with a conscience?"

"I didn't say that." Dora snapped at the coyote. "He's a shitstain on the fabric of humanity and I'd be happy to be the one to send him to Hell. I'm jus thinki-"

"Then don't think about the broader implications. Just do your job." The coyote replied with a snide smirk. "Assuming you still want the contract."

"Yes. Send me the details through the usual methods."

"Good girl."

"Fuck you, Dallas."

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A little comm  fireorca and I got to go along with the previous pics, this one takes place a little later on in their relationship, after Aaron has become head of Tempest, something Dora is less than thrilled about, as this changed her friend completely. Although she still accepts jobs from him, she is increasingly realizing that she's being used as an instrument to push an agenda.

Artwork by the awesome  hanazawa

Aaron Dallas is ©
Dora is me.