In an old abandoned warehouse located on the outskirts of town, the dogs of the city as well as strays, gather ceremoniously for the prestigious dogfights each night. Some go to spectate and make bets on the participants, while others go to fight. Some fight for honor, others fight to uphold their title, and others fight for the joy of ripping apart opponents. The fights are each judged by a huge wolfdog(NPC), who is a retired legend among the fights and no one dares challenge him. Each night the Fights are held, and each night brings more than one casualty. However brutal the fighting gets, it is simply sport, and no one usually utters a word of interference. After the battles, the warehouse quickly becomes empty and all the dogs leave, only to return the next night for more gambling and vicious sport. [The Warehouse] 
The Warehouse is equip with a large boundary wall made of short planks of wood that alow spectators to easily see the action inside the ring. The ring is never cleaned, and blood paints the concrete floor and wooden fence surrounding it. Sitting at one side of the square ring is a tall pile of crates where the Judge sits to overlook the fight.
For spectating gamblers, there is an area to make bets, much like that of a human horse racing track. Dogs may bet only food on the dog they want to win at this counter. The hired help behind the crate counter collect the food bets, and give out the reward food for victors.
In the back room of the Warehouse is a small room where the severely injured fighters are brought for medical attention, where their wounds are treated as much as the canine medics are able. Any dogs that are killed in the ring are usually dragged out back and left. 
[Fight/Betting Rules] 1. Fight Fair.
2. When ready to give in, the safe word is "Yield."
3. When your opponent gives in, you must back off after the safe word is spoken.
4. You may fight as vicious as you feel necessary.
5. Fighters must be at least 2 years(Dog years) of age.
6. There are five rounds each night.
7. To sign up, speak to the Judge one night prior to when you wish to fight.
8. All non-food bets will not be accepted.
9. Any out of ring fighting will be broken up and participants will be thrown out.
10. Failure to obey said rules will result in punishment by the Judge. RP Rules:
1. No Godmodding/Powerplaying
2. Mild cursing is allowed.
3. Being descriptive is encouraged.
4. Haaaave Fun. x3
"The Judge" is a Non playable character, so he does not belong to one person. He is open for anybody to speak for when needed.Character Layout:
Name:
Breed:
Age:
Gender:
House dog or Stray:
Family:
Fight wins/Losses(If any):
Spectator or Fighter(May be both):
Appearance:
Personality:
History(Optional):
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My charries:
Name: Manasa
Breed: Coydog (Coyote x Australian Koolie)
Age: 3
Gender: Male
House dog or stray: Stray
Family: River(Coyote)- Mother, Doesn't know Cattle Dog father, Hawk- Younger brother, Ice- Younger sister, Tyson- Current best friend, lives with, Jack(Coyote)- only friend in his old clan.
Fight Wins/Losses: None yet
Spectator or Fighter: Alternates between the two.
Appearance: A bit taller than a regular coyote, he has the ears, eyes and narrow muzzle of one. His coat markings are that of his Australian Koolie father, only a bit more tan in certain areas like a coyote.
Personality: Manasa is very outspoken, never withholding from speaking his mind. He's a spitfire and enjoys fighting, though he hasn't yet officially been in a fight at the Warehouse. While he's feisty to those who give him nonsense and those he doesn't care for, he is rather friendly once you get to know him, and he's very humble. Outside the Warehouse, he keeps to himself, living alone in an abandoned box car of a train. He still has companions in the coyote clan where he was born, and often hangs out with them.
History: Born into a coyote clan, he spent his puphood there, learning the ways of the coyote. As he got older, he realized he was different, and left the clan to live on his own, though he never completely severed the friendship ties he had with them.
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Name: Tyson. (My RL puppy. x3)
Breed: Boxer
Age: 1 1/2
Gender: Male
House dog or stray: Was house dog, is now a stray.
Family: Manasa- His best friend whom he lives with at the abandoned box car.
Fight Wins/Losses: None. Not old enough to fight.
Spectator or Fighter: Spectator.
Appearance: A rather scrawny boxer yearling with a dark brown and black brindle coat. He has a large white "7" on his chest and his toes are all white. His tail is still in tact, his owners never docked it like normal boxers.
Personality: Tyson loves to play and is very energetic. He loves meeting others and is extremely friendly. He enjoys hunting for lizards when he's bored and exploring.
History: Lived with humans since he was born. Ran away one day after they let him outside and got lost. After failing to find his way back home, he stumbled into Manasa's train yard, where he quickly made friends with the coyote hybrid and now lives there. Still wears the green collar from his humans.
