☨Together we stay strong☨ (Open and Accepting).

[LasVagas]

Name: Snookie (Snook / Cookie)
Age: Four months young.
Gender: Female
Sub-Breed: Not available
Personality: Snookie is a very feisty young character. She enjoys to wreck havoc whenever and wherever possible. She will chew, bite, nip, bounce, pounce and chase anything that moves an inch. This is a form of play to her and only strict discipline will be needed to calm her down. She has plenty of courage and bravery that is handy when it  comes to aggressive dogs and curious humans. Her faults outnumber her strengths by far but she is who she is and she is in no position to change how she was born.

History: Snookie was born in the back garden of her mothers owners house. It was a small place, but it was very cosy with a very large yard. Snookie was one of seven siblings and her being the only female. There was some difficulties during the birth, resulting in her owner having to call out a vet to deliver the rest of the puppies safely. Snookie had a very easy puppyhood with her brothers. Everything was fun and games until she reached the age of Two months and it was time for her to be sold onto another family. Every interested owner had to have a house check, to see if it was secure and everyone of the dogs future masters had to be interviewed to make sure the dogs where going to a good, safe, stable home. Snookie was the very first to leave her mother's side for she had such unique colouring, another pit-bull breeder wanted to follow her unique coat onto her future pups.
The first few weeks of living with her new owner and without her mother was okay, for her mother had told her to be brave and that every dog had to leave their home. Nobody could stay there forever. Snookie enjoyed to play with a fellow female pit-bull, a few months older than her whom had been kept from a previous litter her owner had bred. There was several other pit bulls in the home: One large, bulky male who looked quite old, The young, slim female Snookie liked to play with, A prized male dog that was castrated due to cancer, a middle aged female dog that had two beautiful litters and was due to be bred in a years time again and Snookie, the trouble maker of the pack who liked to wind up the males for fun. Everything was running smoothly in her third week, there and the pup could not think of a better place to be until a fire broke loose.
Whilst her owner was out, Snookie was playing with the castrated male and things got a little out of hand. She pounce towards him and he flinched backwards, banging into the cooker and pushing a button that started to heat up the small house quickly. After a few minuets past, Snookie was panting rapidly for the heat was starting to burn. But as the five dogs looked upwards and towards the source of the heat, the cooker had broken out into a fire that hissed and licked everything in it's way. It Started to spread and all five dogs where panicking. They all managed to pounce over a baby gate that kept them in the kitchen and they all dashed through the living room and towards the front door. They howled and barked to the best of their ability, scratching at the door as the crackles of the fire began to get closer. Snookie looked around for an escape route and up was the only way. She lead the dogs up the stairs and into her masters bedroom. It seemed cool in here but the orange tingle began to show down in the hall. A large window was open, big enough to get a middle sized dog and so they sized the opportunity for freedom. Snook lead the way out of the window and onto the roof that covered the top of the front door. There was no way to jump down without seriously hurting themselves so all they could do was gain some attention. They howled with the rest of their energy just as they heard a window shatter from the intense heat. Snookie slipped on some moss but thankfully the male who had caused all the trouble grabbed her by the scruff of her neck just in time. People began to notice the dogs on the roof and immediately came out to see the sight of their owners house burning down. People began to call 999(Or 911 if if this is set in America) and rescue services for the traumatized dogs. A few minuets passed and the fire was beginning to lick at their backsides through their owners window and they where all edging closer towards the edge. Snookie whined with fear as the grip on her neck loosened: Her paws still continued to slip. Finally as the male let go in shock of his hind being sinnged, Snookie slipped and jumped in hope that she would land safely.  One of the people who lived next door was watching her and instantly  threw out his arms to catch her. She fell into his arms on her back and she quickly struggled to get onto her paws, causing the man to drop her accidentally. She fell with a large thud onto the ground. The dogs still stuck on the roof looked down at her and whined as she stood, hoisting one of her paws up to her chest as she limped away.
She could not do this anymore. She was watching her friends get burned to death and it was all to much. She quickly looked and their sad, pleading faces as the emergency services arrived and then scarpered off, not wanting to see if they lived or died.
A few weeks past after the fire and she noticed many pinned up notices begging if people found Snookie, they where to return her. She was dearly missed. The young pup heard from other strays that her friends had made a final bid for freedom and had all pounced off the roof. They got away with a few broken bones and burnt coats but are still in intensive care. Snookie desperately wanted to go back but she could never do that. She could not face the dogs whom she abandoned. She came across a fellow pit-bull on the road whom seemed very secretive about where he was going and Snookie wanted to find out what he was upto, and so followed him for a good long hour until he disappeared into a house. Snookie quickly followed and was greeted by a pack of stray dogs whom had hid away from the human eye.
After greeting herself, she has stayed with the family of pitties up until now, but is still bidding whether she should return to her master.
Mate: None.
Crush: None!
Pups: Far too young.
Other: She still limps slightly from her fall.
Password: The pit bulls biggest muscle is their heart.

Name:Soul
Age: Three years young
Gender: Male, Intact
Sub-Breed: Not available
Personality: Soul is one of those dogs  that is loyal and forgiving and never dares to put a paw out of place. He adores to be around fellow canines, especially his own kind: Pit bulls. He is very kind and considerate when it comes to his fellow pack mates, but he never dares help outsiders, with he exception of pups. He does not care for his appearance, whether it comes down to impressing in heat females or being clean for a healthy resting spot. He loves to roll in the mud and splash in the puddles, making him much less of a mature adult and more of a carless puppy.

History: Soul was born in a very unhealthy environment down in a dark, damp cellar. His mother was in a very poor state: Her ribs where clearly showing and she was severely dehydrated. Food and water was not available when she dearly needed it and so when Soul, the last of the litter was born, she died from exhaustion. They where left, half of them still in their birthing sacks and so had to struggle out of them by themselves. Before her mother went cold, they all scrambled blindly to her teats and suckled the little of the milk left. They whimpered and whined for a few hours, starving with hunger and breathing heavily with exhaustion.  When the puppies where taking their last breaths, the cellar door opened and in came two young females whom seemed secretive and giggly. Apparently they had sneaked in when the owner was out to see what the cries where about. They saw the dead dog and the puppies instantly and rushed to pick the poor pups up. They called upstairs and two young boys came down the same age (About 16) to seize the young dogs from death's fingertips.
In the next  few days the two girls kept them in a rather pink room, presumably one of their bedrooms and fed them a special puppy mix that resembled mothers milk and the two boys visited regularly. They started to get to a healthy weight and they where then able to waddle around with their eyes fully open. Soon enough they enjoyed to bark and howl along to the karaoke machine that the girls used and to hide and whine away from the dub step the boys liked when they visited when the girls mother was out.
Several months past and it was very difficult for the young girls to hide the growing pups. Soon enough the girls mother entered the room when they had been hiding the pups for a whole year and one of the girls had to hide all six of them in a very tight wardrobe and it was not until Soul let rip a very stinky fart that her mother realised that something was wrong. She searched the wardrobe to find all six dogs crammed inside, all with very large puppy eyes. Immediately the mother was disgusted that she thought nothing of the whining and supposed it was her daughters music videos.
All six of them where at once dragged down the stairs and into the car, the girl who kept them hidden crying her eyes out and struggling to write a text to her three friends. Her mother drove off towards the pound and kept them in the car until she had acknowledged one of the guards about the six dogs. Soul knew he had to do something. He had heard about the pound and it was well known to put down healthy dogs. Soul acknowledged his siblings that when the back door was open, they had to run for their lives, literally. And so when the boot opened they bolted out the door, two of the six unable to get past the guards arms. The four remaining dogs split up for the best chance of confusing the pound guards. Soul ran straight on for a good few hours, his heart painful and tight with a stitch. He slowed down, breathing heavily, his muscles tense with burn. He halted just outside a large abandoned building and decided that he needed to pause and rest up inside. He entered and he was greeted reluctantly by several fellow pit bulls but they soon warmed upto him and welcomed him into their secret home. He has stayed their for a year and a few months.
Mate None
Crush: He is always interested in dogs in heat.
Pups: None
Other:None!
Password:The pit bulls biggest muscle is their heart!

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@Rainbowpass Accepted! Lovely applications and very detailed, we will start once we get about two more members preferably males but we will accept more females, and we also accept pups.

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[silverMarie]

Finished Leia's application )

[Horzie]

I may join...

[Huskystar]

Name: Felix.

Age: 4 Years.

Gender: Male

Sub-Breed: Nupe.

Personality: Felix is a arrogant, cocky and just mean dog. He will bite/nip if you come to close, or snap when you try to play with him. When you reach friendship with this dog, he is still cocky and naughty, but he has a creative mind! When your one of his closest friends he will be nicer, but still cocky and arrogant. He is quite good at a lot of stuff, but doesn't show off as he doesn't like to be the centre of attention. When someone not from the pack is trying to hurt the pack, he will be a great dog to have on the job! Although most of the things are negative in his personality, there is a positive that makes the negatives not so bad! He's really, really loyal.

History: Find Out In Roleplay.

Mate: Nupe.

Crush: Not yet.

Pups: Nupe.

Other: Nupe.

Password: The pit bulls biggest muscle is their heart.

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@Huskies Accepted lovely application and Felix is a lovely dog.
@αυяιαкυяι your application is accepted, lovely dogs and the pups are so cute.
@Feel free to start role playing.

[Huskystar]

|Felix|

A small, light brown figure lay curled on the wooden floor, his wet nose sticking from the round creature. Suddenly, the light started to peak through the Living Room curtains, spreading light on the Pit Bull. The bright light made his brown eyes flicker open, and instead  of the dangerous streets, he found himself with his pack in the house. His tongue swiped over his pink, leathery nose. His paws were neatly tucked under his chin, until he lifted his head wearily. His floppy ears flicked as he turned his head to the left. He lifted himself up, his paw pads feeling the warm wood underneath him. His claws clicked on the floor as he started to walk outside, his head lifted high. When he was outside, the morning sun shone on his waterproof pelt. He sat down on the soft grass, and stared at some cars rumbling by.  

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|Sasha|

The she pit woke as the suns gleaming rays shot through the windows, her amber eyes slowly opened as she lifted her head from her paws and let out a yawn. Sasha shook her head then slowly lifted to her paws, jumping down from the large double bed hitting the floor with a small thud. She extended her front legs forward as she lowered down her rear end in the ear as she stretched. Retrieving her paws she let out a sigh of relief as her tail wagged she padded out the room, her paws sinking into the carpet. She walked out the room and arrived at the staircase as she slowly padded down making a small thud of a paw each step she cleared. She walked into all the rooms downstairs to see if anyone was awake but from what she could see they were all still sleeping. She shrugged her shoulders and shot out the dog flap in the back door as she let out a small bark, not drawing in any attention. The suns rays shone on her red colored pelt as she let out a smile walking down the stairs of the porch and walking through the side gate coming to the front of the house as she peered around with a smile.

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