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Near the Mississippi river mouth a F5 hurricane is developing. It's massive clouds can be spotted from hundreds of miles offshore. You as an animal swim in the river or walk on the streets wondering why the humans have began to leave. Wood covered windows appear on every house. You wonder why your owners abandon you. As you roam across the riverside of the Mississippi you observe strange clouds. Suddenly your hear a roar of wind and rain pours on you.
As you run around seeking shelter some of the houses start to rock. Trees creak under the wind's fury and the waves are bigger than ever. It's either find shelter or die. You may challenge the storm with your tail held high but you will be frightened of it's power.
This is a storm rp where you have to survive a hurricane and live after it. You as an animal have to figure out what works in this situation and what doesn't. Food will be hard to find and this storm will last for two weeks. After those two week you will have to scavenge dead animals or eat what is left of plants. Humans would have either moved without you of tried to wait out the storm. Those who waited would most likely be killed.
You can choose from many animals that native to the area, be a house pet or stray. Or a river animal that drifted down the Mississippi. Even a bird battling the wind and rain on your great wings.
-Rules-
No powerplay/god-modding
No mating
Limit of five characters
Application:
Name:
Gender:
Species:
Appearance/Picture: (Picture optional.)
House pet or stray: (If you are a cat of dog)
Crush:
Mate:
Pups, kits, hatchlings:
Personality:
History:
Extra:
Please enjoy and have fun!
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Name: Fara
Gender: Female
Species: North American River Otter
Appearance/Picture:
(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSK0XXr4h6iM5b0P03qcurEAJ42iVdM-H_HTaP9It1fdXIZZrAl0A)
Crush: none at the moment
Mate: Nope
Pups: None
Personality: She's a very cheery otter as most are but in the recent storms she has gotten very hard not knowing who to trust as the storm rages. She has a motherly spirit and will protect those who gain her trust.
History: Before she lived up north near Wisconsin but drifted down river and explores the warmer climate down south.
Extra: Nothing
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Name: Pharoah
Gender: Male
Species: African Lion (PLEASE READ HISTORY!)
Appearance:
(http://i1346.photobucket.com/albums/p692/DunatheKiller/Lion_waiting_in_Namibia_zps33f37192.jpg) (http://s1346.photobucket.com/user/DunatheKiller/media/Lion_waiting_in_Namibia_zps33f37192.jpg.html)
Crush: None
Mate: None
Cubs: None
Personality: Kind, Loyal, Protecting of loved ones
History: Pharoah was born in the Mississippi zoo, and raised there. He lived with Cleopatra, an older lioness who tried to raise him. Then the zoo recieved a lion cub, and named him Ra. But now that the people have left them, Pharoah and his tiny pride of 3, must find a way to survive in the doomed city.
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Accepted! ^^ You may start rp whenever you like.))
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As the otter's powerful tail snaked through the water. Fara had spotted massive clouds earlier and she was trying to seek out a simple shelter to wait out the storm in. A tree overhung the rivver and it had thick leaves. Paddling towards it she figured out a way to get in. Fara was still in the wilderness. The town was still a ways off. She hadn't seen the humans begin to put boards over their windows or leave to escape the hurricane. As she slipped into the tree's branches some of them scratched her side but her fur protected her. A shadow fell across the sky and a light rain began to drizzle over the river. The tree protected her from most of the rain, except the few that made it hrough and dripped onto her.
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(http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/images26/GerberianShepskyGermanShepherdSiberianHuskyHybridDogsRaiya8MonthsOld.jpg)
Name: Grantaire. (Grahn-Tare)
Species: Canine
Breed: German Shepherd/Siberian Husky cross
Age: 3
Appearence: Size of a shepherd, body structure is that of a scrawnier husky with a bushy tail that does not curl like a typical husky's. (Photo)
House Pet or Stray: Stray (Recently caught by animal control and is currently in an animal shelter.)
Crush: Nah.
Mate: Nope
Pups: Nuh uh.
Personality: Grantaire is generally lazy and laid back. He prefers not to fight, and isn't necessarily the sharpest tool in the shed. Though he may not be "book smart" his street smarts are all he needs. He tends to be rather outspoken and cocky, and a bit of a flirt. He takes little seriously, always the first to crack a joke about something. He lacks a verbal filter and ends up blurting out whatever first pops into his mind. He loaths humans and the only time he shows real aggression is when he's confronted by them.
History: Born on the streets, he had to learn to adapt and fend for himself from the start. He spent most of his days stealing food from humans and rummaging in trash cans, until he was nabbed by Animal Control a couple days ago.
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Accepted! You may begin to rp whenever you like! ^^))
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Name: Xachi
Gender: Female
Species: American Badger
Appearance/Picture:
(http://biodiversityatlas.org/species/images/badger.jpg)
House pet or stray: N/A
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups, kits, hatchlings: N/A
Personality: Xachi is quiet, but she can be aggressive when needed. She is stubborn in many ways, however, and she has a slight attitude. Otherwise, Xachi is gentle and understanding towards you.
History: Xachi never knew her parents since she was separated from them by a storm. She was found and raised by a family, although they were careful not to come too close to her. Since she lived on their land, she escaped from them when the father started to be abusive. When the hurricane hit, she was knocked out while trying to find shelter. She woke up near the Mississippi River and now roams there.
Extra: N/A
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Accepted! you may begin to rp whenever you like! :3))
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((Thanks))
Clawing at the soft ground, Xachi let out a grunt as she nosed through the dirt. It was now after the first hurricane had hit, and the American badger was practically starving. Her black eyes brightened as she spotted a plump worm wriggling in the dirt, and she immediately scooped it into her mouth. Gobbling down the rest of the worm, she felt a little bit better now that something was in her stomach. Glancing around warily, she then began to continue her digging for food.
A little while later, when she was exhausted and her stomach was satisfied, she lumbered over to the nearby river (Mississippi River) and bent down to take a drink. Letting the water soothe her mouth, she retreated from the river and began to scout around for more worms just in case. As she headed towards the soft ground, she let out a grumble as she felt the light patter of rain fall on her fur. Shaking her head, she hurried back to her newly built sett for shelter until the storm had passed. As the sow poked her head in, Xachi scurried deeper into her tunnel till she was at the end. Deciding to get some sleep, she curled up and nestled into the dirt, her body lifting and falling as she slept.
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Recently the first storms had hit and nearly crushed the otter under a tree. The next waves of the hurricane began to come forth. As more rain poured each second the wind blew fiercer. Soon her tree's branches were smacking Fara's face. She couldn't bear it anymore so crawling out of the tree she leaped across a forest trail and into some bushes. The trees were dancing so intensively it seemed they were alive. The storm began to concern her.
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((Hehe thankies))
Grantaire lay at the back of the large kennel he was shoved in. He'd only been at the shelter for a day or so. He curled up in the corner, letting out a huff. It had been a few hours since the humans had examined him and dubbed him 'un-adoptable' due to the aggressiveness he displayed towards them. The decision had been made to humanely euthanize him, and it all boiled down to how long it would take to prepare the shot. However, the approaching storm had quickly distracted the workers from any work-related activities. They were busy bustling back and forth, patching windows with wooden boards and bracing the kennels with iron to help keep the dogs inside of them safe.
Grantaire raised his head, glaring over his shoulder at the humans he watched just outside his kennel dashing back and forth frantically. Cocking his head, he was unsure of what was going on due to not being outside in a while to see the oncoming storm. Rising to his paws, he paced over to the chain link kennel door. "Hey-" He barked at the shepherd mix in the cage across the aisle from his. "What's going on?" He asked. The mutt across the way flattened her ears. "A huge storm's coming, from what I've heard." She replied with an anxious whine. "A stor-" Before Grantaire could finish his word, an oak tree ripped from the ground came crashing through the roof nearby, sending a rain of brick and cement blocks down on the insides of the shelter. The rubble immediately buried the mutt across from him. The enormous hole it had left in the roof made the outside visible: a black sky and pouring rain that instantly began to soak the floors and kennels of the exposed shelter. The wind whipped violently, and Grantaire could see other debris flying around outside.
Clambering backwards in shock, his eyes widened in fear. I've gotta get outta here! He thought frantically to himself. Seeing no other option, he lunged his broad frame at the bars before him, ramming into the kennel door with his chest to no avail. The cage was lined with iron by the humans previously to keep it from buckling in case of a cave-in. "Dammit!" Grantaire snarled, getting back to his feet and throwing himself at the bar again, growing desperate for freedom as the storm got worse.
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Xachi jerked awake, trembling as she heard the vicious wind whip through the air. A blast of dirt came at her as she shield herself, tucking herself deeper into the ground. Maybe I should dig deeper... Deciding not to take any chances, Xachi turned her back towards the wind, feeling a little rain as it touched her back, soaking into her fur. Closing her eyes, the sow tried to block out the sounds of the storm, but she was too frightened to do anything else but listen. The howling of the wind made her think of her family, and she wondered if they were being hit by the storm as well. A trickle of coldness crept up her spine as the cold rain hit harder against her back. Her eyes widened as she heard the faint sound of a tree groaning and she nearly jumped in surprise as a crash rang overheard. The area around her suddenly grew dark, and she turned to see that the tree had fallen in front of her sett, blocking the entrance. Xachi was a little grateful that the wind and rain couldn't get her as much, but she realized that she could be trapped in here if she didn't do anything about. Deciding to think about a plan after the storm had passed, the badger turned and curled up again, keeping her senses alert as she rested.
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The shepherd husky cross flattened his ears, staring fearfully up at the gaping hole in the roof that revealed a churning sky. The wind had quickly begun to pick up, and the raging surf not too far off was overly audible. Whining in desperation, Grantaire flung himself at the iron bars again, only to collapse in a heap after they held fast. "I'm gonna die in here!" He snarled, backing up and preparing for another lunge. All of a sudden, there was a loud clap of thunder and another terrifying snapping sound. Another tree came crashing through the roof- this time, right above Grantaire's kennel. The trunk landed with a clang on top of the metal cage. The cage roof buckled with a sickening creek. The brute stumbled backwards, cowering with his hindquarters pressed up against the door. The cage roof bent at the middle until the sides of it popped from their hinges. An opening! Grantaire wriggled his nose through the small crack at the roof of the cage, pushing with all his weight until it bent up more and allowed a slim space to squeeze his frame through.
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((Imma add another charrie. c: ))
(http://www.wildphotons.co.uk/filestore/south_africa_july_2008_outside_kruger_np/dog_african_wild_cape_hunting_painted__lycaon_pictus__south_africa_july_2008_027.jpg)
Name: Nineveh (Nin-uh-vuh)
Species: African Painted Dog
Age: 2
Appearance: (http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8214/8348416853_46fdd02ae0_b.jpg)
Crush: None
Mate: Nope
Pups: Nopers.
Personality: Nineveh is friendly and brave, a skilled hunter despite the fact that he was raised in captivity. He has an odd attatchment to humans, and is very protective of those close to him. He tends to have mood swings and can snap into an aggressive attitude quickly. He's outgoing, but weary of strangers especially while under stress. He will do anything at all to help someone in need, even if that someone is a complete stranger.
History: As a pup, he was purchased by a private owner near the Mississippi River. The human, a middle aged woman, was an exotic pet enthusiast, also owning a Bengal Tiger. He was raised from puphood inside the woman's small house until he was a one year old, when he was moved to a small outdoor enclosure.
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Woot! ^^))
Fara felt the bush beginning to be pulled out of the ground. She dived out of it as a nearby tree crushed it. The river otter leaped back towards the river in attempt to ride out the storm in the water. To her dismay, the river was now a chaos of waves thrashing at each other. A few sticks flew into her face as she dived into the churning waters. Rain was pouring heavily and the Mississippi was starting to overflow.
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Xachi let out a snarl as sudden water splashed into her sett, shallow water starting to form. I have to get out of here! Panicking, the badger began to crawl out towards the hole, feeling the cold water lap at her paws. I'll die in here... Shaking her head, Xachi reached the top, feeling the trunk of tree brushing against her head. Frustrated, Xachi began to glance around, feeling for any gaps that she could possibly slip through. Her heart pounded as she felt a gap between the hole and the tree, and she immediately scurried towards there. Squeezing through the gap, she felt the rain pour down even harder on her face, and the wind howling stronger against her. Gasping, the badger popped out of her sett, feeling frightened as she scurried along the ground. Her eyes widened as she spotted trees bending over due to the wind, and a gasp escaped her mouth as she noticed that the Mississippi River was overflowing. Through the mid of the storm, a figure could be seen diving into the river. Thinking it was a stick, she removed her gaze from it and glanced around. A sudden groan made her glance up, and her eyes widened again to see a large tree bending down from the rain and wind. Having no choice but to jump, the badger aimed for a log, which was thrashing in the waves. Lunging for it, the badger clawed on, winching as she heard the familiar thud of the tree falling. Gasping, she held her breath as she noticed a large wave closing in. Bracing herself, she ducked her head as the wave splashed over her, sending the log down into the water. Unable to cling on any longer, the badger was forced to swim. (Yes badgers can swim, just to let you know x3)
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The otter's gaze looked over to see a dark flicker. It was a tree falling down at the edge of the river. A figure started to move away from it. Diving underwater she sped for it. It was much bigger than her and had huge claws. Swimming up to it she watched it swim, the mud washing off it's fur. Fara dived under it and started to push up on the other creature as more waves thrashed. One went over her and the other animal's head. Swinging her tail the hardest she could she pushed back up to the surface.
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Xachi let out another snarl as she felt something supporting her. Thinking it was en enemy, the badger turned and swiped her paws underwater, trying to grasp at the creature. But as she tried to group for it, a large wave crashed overheard, sending both Xachi and the creature underwater. Paws flailing, the badger pushed back to the surface, holding her breath as she crashed through. Gasping for air, the sow turned away from the creature, trying to flee from it, thinking it would harm her. Another wave thrashed around her, and the more she struggled the more she went underwater. A soft sigh escaped her mouth as she suddenly stopped struggling, closing her eyes as she waited for the creature to consume her. Although she thought it was strange for a creature to be eating at a time like this, she was grateful that it could end her misery at this moment.
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Fara let out a cry are it's claws scored across her back. Suddenly the other creature was swept off her paws. Diving to it again she grasped it in her paws the best she could. It was limp now. Attempting to swim back to the surface the animal acted like a weight, pulling them both down. Gritting her teeth she used all the power her tail and her hind paws could give her she almost made it to the surface with the large beast.
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((X3))
Grantaire stumbled a bit as he popped out of the slim opening in the cage roof. He winced and shook his head as the rain pouring from the gaping holes in the roof began to pelt his fur. What the heck is going on? He thought to himself. The scent of death and the metalic smell of blood was strong in here, probably from when the trees crashed through the roof, he concluded silently. Growling, he clambered up the rubble piling that had formed from the tree trunk that sat jutting out above it. Climbing up the pile of brick and cinder block, he reached the top, fully exposed to the bitter outside. His position gave him a mindset of what was going on outside the shelter. Wind whipped violently, nearly shoving him off his feet, and the rain stung his face. The sky was pitch black, large chunks of dangerous debris from torn houses and trees flying around from the strong wind force. Cursing under his breath, Grantaire leaped down from the rubble pile and began running as soon as his paws hit the muddy dirt on the ground below. Dodging a few branches that were practically thrown at him, he made a mad dash for the city nearby, hoping to find sanctuary within its huge buildings that would surely withhold in this storm, he thought.
Nineveh was jerked from his sleep by a loud clap of thunder. Rising to his paws, he perked his large saucer-like ears, narrowing his eyes at the churning sky above. Suddenly, the clouds opened up, releasing a fast falling downpour of rain. The Painted Dog leaped off of his wooden platform and dove under it for an extra sense of security. Though his small enclosure did have a roof, its walls were merely made of chain link, making it easy for the whipping rain to spray inside. Nineveh shivered as rain splashed his multicolored fur. The flimsy fences began to vibrate and shake violently, not built to withstand such a wind force. Suddenly, one of the chainlink fences was ripped from its foundation, easily bending under the force of the wind. Nineveh's eyes widened and he dashed over to the door that was connected to his human's house. On his hind paws, he scratched furiously at the wooden door, hoping the woman would come and let him inside. But the raging storm drowned out the sounds of his rapid clawing. Too confused and terrified to think, he concluded the only way he'd survive would be if he left his home. This human-made enclosure wouldn't serve as a reliable shelter, and he knew it. His survival instincts kicked in and he hopped up onto the wooden elevated platform. As he prepared to lunge out of the open side of the enclosure, the sudden sound of hard rushing water made him freeze. Their home was right on the banks of the Mississippi, which was churning violently and quickly flooding the banks. Before the African Painted Dog could let out even a yelp, a huge surge of muddy river water swept him off his platform, the weight of the rushing river crushing the remaning fences of his enclosure. The Mississippi waves violently swept Nineveh out of the confines of his home, leaving him helplessly paddling to stay afloat in the raging surf.
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Fara's tail swung madly in the water. The other creature's head was just inches from the surface. The otter was beginning to run out of breath. Swinging her tail as strong as she could she went up one or two inches. Suddenly a wave lifted her up and crashed over a banks. Gasping from air, her legs collapsed. Looking over to the other creature it was a huge creature with black strips running across it's white fur. She seemed unconscious but alive. Lifting herself up Fara watched the river churn. A piece of chainlink fence floated up and down in the water. The otter watched as a house was completely swept off the bank by the same wave that had saved her and the creature's lives. The Mississippi was now a raging mess of waves and debris. Trees were laying flat and powerlines sent sparks everywhere when they fell. They were high enough on the bank so she could leave the beast there. diving back into the river she tried to float up and down the waves again.
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((Did the storm die down or is it still alive?))
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((I believe it's still going.)
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((okay thanks))
Blinking open her eyes, the badger found herself lying on the bank, with the wind and rain still blowing in her face. Struggling to her paws, Xachi was amazed of how she was still alive. As she glanced around, she realized that the storm was still raging on, and the creature was gone. Good. I hope it drowned. The sow thought, lumbering away from the river. Bracing herself against the wind, she hurried towards the house, thinking it would be safer to stay in it. Wriggling through the broken glass, the badger continued to scurry around in the house, letting her claws make a sharp noise on the floor. Seeing a rather large pot on the ground, the badger tried to climb in, but she was too big to fit into the pot. Grumbling, Xachi nosed into a different area, seeing a squarish hole. Scrambling towards it, the sow slipped inside, nipping at the handle and shutting the door. Grunting, the badger curled (in the cupboard) up, keeping alert as she listened to the wind pound around her.
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Nineveh burst through the surface of the fast moving, overflowed river, paddling frantically to keep his head above water as the river thrashed. The rain continued to pelt his face, making visibility even harder. The breath was taken out of him as a branch suddenly was flung into his body, forcing him underwater for a moment. Growling, he reached the surface again and clung on to the tree branch with his forepaws, desperately clinging to it as it carried him downstream.
Grantaire flattened his ears, blinking the hard falling rain water from his eyes. The wind's ferocity made it difficult to travel outside. The rushing of the nearby river rang in his ears and he figured it would be wise to avoid it. Living here his whole life, he knew the river well, and that it was not the thing to be around during storms, especially storms like this. Near the overflowed river, a small house caught his eye. It seemed to be holding strong despite the fierce winds and rain. Maybe I can wait the storm out in there. The hybrid thought to himself. Breaking into a lope, he made a mad dash for the house, nosing his way in through the front door. Inside, it was dry and felt somewhat safe, and even better, abandoned by the humans. Grantaire let out a sigh of relief and shook out his dense fur, spraying water everywhere. Licking his jaws, he padded to the corner of the front room, his claws clicking on the wooden floor. He let out a huff and curled up, shivering slightly. A strange, musky scent nagged at his nostrils, but he ignored it, too wrapped up in his own survival to care right now. Though the hosue was small, it did hold up nicely in the storm. The wind pounded its side, making the wooden planked walls creek, but overall, it was a suitable shelter. So far.
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I think the eye will come soon though.))
As she swam a wooden plank slammed into Fara's side. Diving down the water was calmer underwater. Still debris that had sank was drifting around. Looking up she saw waves pound up and down, bringing the last remains of the house into the river. Going back up for a breath she gasped at what she saw. The river had completely risen over the bank, flooding the lands below. A flash illuminated the sky followed by a clap of thunder. The bush she had sheltered in earlier was completely underwater by a good five feet. Some paper was thrown around violently torn to bits by the wind. A bird flying in this weather would have it's wings off in seconds. Fara dived under when a very large wave crashed into the debris she was floating around. Now the sky began to darken making the rain-filled clouds more shadowed. The storm would make the night dangerous. Occasionally massive strings of lightning lit the sky up and power lines flashed as they were brought down.
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((lol so many questions but did the canine go into the same house as Xachi is in?))
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((Hehe, yep. Sorreh, shoulda emphasized it.
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((M'kay. I'll reply once I get home. My battery's running low and I'm at my dad's university at a meeting and there's no pluggy thing so I can't charge it. Bye for now. :3))
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((Okee, Ciao! X3
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((I'm back with cookies! :3 - starts to pass out cookies - ))
A soft groan made Xachi glance up, her back fur bristling as she propped the cupboard open. Sniffing the air, a soft growl escaped her throat as the recognized the familiar scent of canine. Claws gripping the edge of the wood, she decided to try to venture around the house for a new hiding spot, or at least escape the house. Gently pushing the door open even more, she didn't try to be quiet since she knew that wind and the rain's noises would probably cover up the creaking noises. Raising her striped head, she stared into the direction of the canine figure, bracing herself as she crept forward, her black optics fixed on the muscular shape of the canine. Lifting her forepaw, she let out a snarl as she glared at the dog.
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((Cookies!?! -snatches and noms cookie- :3 Tankies! XD))
Grantaire lay in the corner, ears propped forward on his head as he listened to the howling storm just outside. I wonder if these humans left any food here.. The mutt thought. Shrugging, he concluded it won't hurt to check, and he rose to his paws, giving his dark, still wet coat a brisk shake before turning around. As he took a couple steps towards the kitchen, that weird scent he caught when he first entered got stronger. Wrinkling his nose, he rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks at what he saw. An odd black creature with intimidating claws. He knew he'd seen one of these things before, but he couldn't quite remember what they were called. Either way, it was snarling, instantly coming off as a threat. Grantaire stepped backwards, perking his ears and letting out a low defense growl. "I- Uh- Who are you?" He barked, not trying to sound threatening, despite his defensive stance.
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((yw :3))
Xachi glared at the canine, her black eyes narrowing. "I can't believe you don't even know what I am." The badger replied sharply, her head shaking. Her eyes narrowed as she noticed the canine's defensive tone, but he didn't seem that much of a harm. Deciding to have a little defense, the badger tucked away her paw, allowing her claws to dig into the wooden floor. "Xachi's the name and I'm a badger." The sow answered, her snout gesturing into the air. "And yours?" Even though she seemed calm, her back fur was still ruffled and her eyes still had a warning glare.
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"Well excuuuuse me. I don't hang out in the woods very often." Grantaire huffed, straightening up a bit once the badger began to seem less aggressive. "And my name's Grantaire." He added, letting his hackles smooth down slightly. "Look, I don't want any trouble. I'm just trying to survive the storm, which I'm sure you're doing, too. So we both just need to relax." He said with a sigh, swiveling his ears back to a relaxed position.
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Xachi nodded, her eyes returning to their normal look. "You're right. Sorry...your scent just triggered something in my past." The badger replied, dipping her head at an awkward angle. "Well, now that we're ev--" A yelp escaped her throat as the windows near her suddenly shattered, little pieces of glass clattering to the ground. At the moment, the badger scrambled away, snarling at the pieces of glass that littered the floor. Glancing shyly at Grantaire, she shook out her pelt. "Sorry about that too. Just got spooked." Xachi apologized again, shifting away from the windows. "I guess we should look out for those windows - the glass could break and fall on you if you're not careful." She observed, glancing around.
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Grantaire cocked his head to listen to the badger, nodding in understanding. Suddenly, the nearby window shattered from the storm. With a yipe of surprise, he flinched and clambered backwards, nearly tripping over his own paws. He quickly recollected himself and shook his head, padding back over to the cowering badger. "It's alright. Happens to the best of us." He said with an awkward chuckle, glaring at the open window which now allowed the rain to sprinkle the nearby floor. "I think it's best if we find a room with no windows. Those things could be dangerous. Obviously."
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Soon after the canine let out a chuckle, Xachi relaxed and glanced at Grant. Canines aren't so bad. Maybe I underestimated them... She thought, seeing how relaxed the dog seemed as well. Shrugging, the badger nodded at his idea. "Alright. Maybe we should split up and try to find a room?" Xachi suggested, making sure her last word seemed like a question.
((Have to eat...don't eat mei cookies. 3: ))
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((Okay. o_o -Slowly reaches for cookies-
Grantaire smirked and nodded. "Sounds good, runt." He said quickly before trotting off and veering left into a hallway. Slowing his pace, he nosed open the doors of every room in the small hallway, each time letting out a discouraged huff upon noticing each room was a simple bedroom with at least two windows. Finally, at the last door at the end of the hall, he shoved the door open to reveal a small bathroom. No windows! Tail wagging, he wheeled around and darted down the short hallway. "Hey Xachi, I found a room!" He barked, skidding to a stop in the front room.
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;3; I didn't get cookies.))
As it was pitch black in the sky the otter was concerned she would hit something. Straining her eyes to see Fara couldn't see anything except the occasionally flashes of lightning and powerlines falling down. It wasn't enough to illuminate the dark churning waters. Suddenly a wave lifted Fara up, sweeping her onto a large branch. Clinging onto it she didn't expect the storm to last this long. As wind buffeted her face her hind paws scratched unto the floating branch. Fara had a free moment to try and look where she was but saw nothing but rain and wind blowing into her face in the darkness.
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((Hurhur - slaps Jim's hand from mai cookies and gives cookies to Cat - ))
Xachi raised her head as the canine ambled in, telling her excitedly that he had found a room. "Good job." The sow replied, thumping onto the ground on all four paws. Lumbering to where Grantaire's scent had led, the badger nosed her way in, her black optics scanning the area. No windows... Seeing a bright object, she scurried over and nudged it opened, seeing a pool of water at the bottom. A tiny hole was there too, but Xachi was more attracted to the water. Craning her neck towards the canine, she called, "Hey, Gantaire! I think I found some water!" (toilet :3)
((Love your siggy by the way, Jim.))
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((Thankies! ^.^
Grantaire's tongue lolled from his grinning maw as he turned and trotted behind the little badger. Entering the small room, he began to nose around, perking his ears at a large white bowl-type thing, big enough to fit a whole dog inside.(Le bathtub) Curiously, he hopped inside, his claws clicking on the porcelain flooring of it. "This is weird.." He murmured to himself. He raised his head and clambered out of the tub when Xachi spoke of water. Standing next to the elevated bowl, he stared down into it, sniffing. "It sure is water!" He yipped, ducking his head back down to lap at it.
The storm above seemed to quiet, momentarily, as the eye began to crawl overhead. Nineveh still floated down the overflowed waters of the Mississippi, desperately clinging to the branch. The rain slowly turned into a light drizzle and the wind into a gentle, but cold breeze. The African Painted Dog shivered, kicking his hind legs in the water occasionally. It wasn't too long before the waves of the muddy river swept the canine and his branch into shore. Nineveh let go of the tree limb and clambered clumsily to get up to dry land, instantly plopping down to his side in the dirt, panting hard.
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((Hehe yw. Can't ever draw like that D: ))
Xachi's face twisted in disgust as she pulled her head away. "Gross. Smells like...dung in there, and the water's all old." The sow complained, rubbing the water off of her snout. "I don't think we should drink it...you never know what's in there." The badger said, not noticing when the canine stuck his nose into the water. Rolling her eyes, she lumbered towards a large rectangular object. She noticed a pipe connecting to the wall, but she decided not to touch it just in case. "Wow...everything is so weird in here." She murmured to herself, scrambling over the wall. She landed on the other side with a soft thud. Shaking her head, her claws made a high noise as she padded forward, sniffing the pipe. A star-looking thing caught her eye, and she stood on her hind legs, grasping the star object with her front paws. Tipping her head to one side, she gave it a fierce jerk, wondering what would happen. As if on cue, a tiny waterfall of water poured out of the pipe, tumbling down a hole in the ground. "Weird..." Xachi muttered, stepping away from the water. Bending down, she twisted her head so that she could lap at the falling water from the pipe. "Yuck. All the water here tastes disgusting."
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((X3
"Hmm?" Grantaire raised his head, the toilet water dripping from his muzzle. "Hey, water is water, princess." He said after gulping down the water that was in his mouth. "Can't be picky when you're trying to survive." He added, plopping down to his haunches to give his neck a quick scratch with his hind paw. "If you're really so picky, go drink some of the rain water outside." He raised his eyebrows at the badger, then shrugged and hopped back up to continue to thirstily gulp down more toilet water. (Yummeh. o3o ))
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((eww x3))
Xachi glared at the canine. "Whatever." She snorted, and bent down to lap at the water. She didn't want to look so picky in front of a different creature. Shaking her head to get rid of the water, she was about to jump out when she remembered that the water would still be running. "Hey. Any idea how to turn this thing off?" she called to Grantaire.
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Grantaire jerked his head up out of the toilet bowl and glanced over at the badger. Tilting his head, he padded over to the rectangullar bowl, narrowing his eyes. "Umm..." He nosed at the tiny waterfall, shaking his head. "Maybe, you- uh- do this-" Eyeing the little latch on top of the metal thing where the water was coming from, he gripped it with his teeth and pulled up. Suddenly, the waterfall shut off and from another metal thing higher up, warm rain began to pour (Le shower head). Cursing aloud, the mutt scrambled backwards. "Oh God! I made it rain inside! There's no escaping it!" He barked, diving behind the toilet and peeking out the other side at the indoor rain. It seemed to be controled, though, as it fell into the rectangular bowl.
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Xachi let out a huff of annoyance and glared at the canine. "Thanks a lot! Now it's probably going to overflow and all that crap. Next thing we need is some wind to give us another storm!" The badger muttered, raising her head to inspect the pipe. Tiny holes were poked in it and the water shot out of each. "Maybe we can cover it up with something." The sow suggested, already searching around in the room. Noticing a cupboard, she lumbered over and poked it up using one of her claws. A few bottles sat in there, along with a bucket and a squishy object (sponge) "Nothing good here." Xachi announced as she picked up the handle of the bucket with her teeth. "Humans have no sense of living." Thrusting the bucket into the tub, she clambered in and inspected the water.
"We'd have to climb up somehow and hang the bucket onto the pipe (shower head)." Glancing over at the canine, she gestured at his paws. "Somehow, I believe you can't climb, so that means I'll have to do the work." Xachi muttered, clamping her jaws around the handle. Placing a paw on the wall, she clawed at it in attempt to climb, but the texture was too smooth for a badger to climb. Cursing under her breath, she launched herself onto the pipe and began to use that in order to climb, grasping the slippy edge of a jutting-out-object (those things that hold soap and stick out on the wall). When she balanced herself, she leaped and clung onto the shower head, sputtering out mouthfuls of water as it rained into her face. "You'd better pay me for this." She grimaced, swinging the bucket handle onto the shower head. She blinked as the water poured into the bucket, making a low noise as the water filled up. As she peered in, an exasperated sigh escaped her mouth. "Great. It's filling up now." Soon, the water began to overflow, dripping out of the bucket and onto the white cage. A few droplets splattered onto the floor.
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Grantaire perked his ears and slipped out from behind the toilet, trotting over to the side of the white cage to watch. As the badger clambered up the wall, a weird sucking noise drew his attention to the floor of the rectangular bowl. He tilted his head, observing the water that landed inside the white cage was being sucked down a small hole at one end. "Hey! We don't need that bucket! Look!" Despite the pouring water, he hopped inside the white cage and pawed at the small hole where the water was disappearing into. "It drains itself!" He exclaimed, shaking his head.
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Xachi glanced down from above, seeing what the canine had pointed out. "I can't see because of this bucket. I'm going to remove it - watch out." Grabbing the handle again, the badger's jaws started to ache due to the texture of the handle. But Xachi anyway removed the bucket, and she nearly got dragged down by the weight of the bucket. Grantaire was right - there was a hole sucking down the water. "Well, I guess we don't need it." Xachi agreed. But as she talked, the handle of the bucket slipped from her mouth and tumbled down onto the tub. "Oops." The sow giggled, scurrying back down onto the floor of the tub. "Okay, um, how should we get rid of this water in the bucket? Drink it?" the badger asked, wrinkling her muzzle at the suggestion.
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"Duh." Grantaire stated with an 'obviously' expression. He clambered out of the tub, slipping as his wet paws hit the tile floor. Recollecting his balance, he gave his dark pelt a violent shake, spraying water everywhere. "I mean, it's fresh water. It would be stupid to let it go to waste." He said with a casual shrug, plopping down on the floor. His fur was dragged down by the water weight, and began dripping onto the tile, forming a small puddle around him.
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Xachi was growing tired of this canine's attitude, but she said nothing as she hoped out of the tub. "This house sure does hold up." She muttered, noticing how the house didn't collapse. In fact, she could hardly hear the wind and the rain pounding on the house. Shaking out her pelt, she hauled herself up onto the edge of the drinking bowl and pushed down the top, curling up on it. She wasn't going to go to sleep, she just wanted something to curl up on. Blinking, she focused her attention on Grantaire. "So," she began, trying to strike up a conversation. "What's your story?"
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Grantaire's tongue lolled from his jaws, his eyes following the badger as she propped herself up on top of the drinking bowl. "My story?" He repeated, turning a bit to face her. "Well, not very interesting, really." He started with a shrug. "Basically, I was born on the streets of that nearby town. Grew up on my own, learned the ways of the streets and who and what to steal food from." He smirked fondly at the memory. "Man, nothin' beats the street life. There's no rules, nothing you have to be responsible for. It's every dog for himself. I'd give anything to go back. Though from what I saw on the way over here, there's not much left of that town." He huffed, glancing down. "Oh well." He purposely left out the fact that he had recently been captured by animal control.
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Xachi remained quiet for a moment, wondering how Grantarie was feeling. Deciding not to barge into his life, she tucked her snout underneath her paw. "Well, street life sounds exciting." The sow replied, trying to picture all the noises and her wandering around. It didn't seem to fit. "But I'm not fit for street life, obviously. I'm more used to the fields, quiet life, with the occasional pest-killing." The badger rambled on. When she meant "pest-killing", she was referring to the pets such as cats and dogs who bothered her. Frowning, she wondered if Grantaire had ever gotten into a fight with a badger, but if he did, he would probably already attacked her by now. Sighing, she blinked again as she thought of something to speak. She didn't want to slip into her story yet and seem like a pushover, so she decided to ask some more questions. "Tell me - have you ever fought with other creatures?" she asked, glancing innocently at him. She was trying to get him to answer her in order for her to know whether he attacked badgers or not. "Like..." Xachi paused for a moment. "Badgers?"
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Grantaire stared up at the badger and shook his head. "Well not badgeres. I've never seen one in the city before. That's where I mainly stay." He explained, nonchalantly scratching a flea on his side. "But yeah, I've gotten in a couple little scraps in the city. Other dogs, a couple cats." He paused to put his hind paw back down to its regular position. "I don't really prefer to fight. Only if I have to. I think it's pointless to just fight to fight, like so many other dogs do in the city." He added, running his tongue briefly over his nose.
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Xachi almost fell limp with relief, but she stayed in her normal position, peeking out from over her body. "Oh, okay." She replied, nodding as her eyes stayed on Grantaire. She noticed that he was scratching his side, and she guessed it was those annoying pests called fleas. She'd seen the humans - who had taken care of her - remove fleas for a while. "You need help with the flea?" Xachi asked, gesturing towards his side with her snout. "I've seen humans take out fleas before. I'd like to try and see if I can."
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Grantaire stopped his furious scratching, perking his ears. "Uh, sure. Anything to get rid of these annoying things." He said, a bit of relief on his voice at the thought of being rid of these pestering fleas.
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The badger nodded, hopping down from the water bowl and padding over to Grantaire. "Okay, I'm a little rusty but try not to jerk away when I pinch you or something." Xachi muttered to the canine, feeling the soft fur of the dog. Her claws lightly scraped the skin of Grantaire, but she decided it wouldn't hurt as long as she didn't poke him. She felt the hard creature nestled tightly in the canine's side, and she quickly twisted her head, clamping her teeth onto the creature. A soft snap could be heard in the air, but Xachi made a face as she tasted the blood of it. "Okay, one done." She announced, leaning back to inspect her work. "Any more?"
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Grantaire laid his ears back, his muscles freezing as the badger padded over to him and began to rake through his fur. He couldn't help but flinch slightly as she ripped one flea from its little spot on his skin, but he quickly shrugged it off. Glancing around, he stared upward for a moment, as if waiting for another itch to occur before he could answer Xachi's question. "Uhh-" He suddenly winced and leaned forward to furiously scratch an itch on his neck. "There." He murmured, still pumping his leg in an attempt at relieving the nagging itch.
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The badger made a face as she leaned over to inspect the flea. "My, you have a lot of them." She muttered, deciding to carefully pinch the flea. Gently placing a claw on top of the creature, she quickly slipped her other claw underneath it, bring it out and pressing her claws together. Tiny droplets of blood splattered out, and Xachi let out a grunt of satisfaction. "I sure hope that's all. My eyes are getting sleepy." The sow murmured, climbing back onto the water bowl. "If you're tired, maybe we should keep watch or something." She suggested.
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Grantaire flinched again, but soon let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks. I think you've got 'em." He said with a thankful smile. "Well, I don't think I can get much sleep with this storm going on. You can feel free to catch a few winks if you want." He murmured through a yawn, but quickly shrugged it off, focusing on the pounding rain outside.
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"Alright." Xachi yawned, nodding at Grantaire. "Just wake me up if you want to go to sleep. I'd gladly watch." She murmured, turning her back towards the canine. Nosing her snout under her paw, she closed her eyes, allowing sleep to catch her. (short)
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"No problem." Grantaire murmured roughly, flashing a quick smirk at the badger. As she slowly nodded off, the mix breed let out a content huff and lowered himself down to his belly near the white cage, flinching a bit as the cold tile made contact with his belly. Keeping his head up, he listened to the storm outside. It sounded oddly quiet, for now.
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Sorry I haven't been as active as I should have been. Le was busy doing some things.))
Hauling herself onto the large branch she clung on with her claws digging deep into the wet and slippery bark. When she moved her paw it hit a rain-soaked pelt. Not knowing what it was she inched backwards, lightning flashed and it revealed a canine shape. Not knowing who or what was taking refuge on the branch with her she froze. Another wave spun the log around gasping for air when it came back Fara closed her eyes tight.
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Mind if I join? c:
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(http://i40BannedImageSite/xg9usm.jpg)
Name: Silencia
Gender: Female
Species: Serval
House pet or stray: (If you are a cat of dog): House-pet
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups, kits, hatchlings: N/A
Personality: Calm and generally the brains of the group.
History: She was born in the wild, soon to be captured by some hunters who sold her as a pet. She has no memory of her life in the wild since.
Extra: Wears a black-and-white checkered bandana.
{I'll just use the default font and colors.}
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((An early welcome to a RP!))
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Thank you. ^^ May I start?))
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((Welcome! I believe you've gotta wait for MyCatMeowed to accept ya first. c:
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Alrighty.~)
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Welcome! ^^))
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((May I please join?))
Name: Sage
Gender: Female
Species: Border Collie
Appearance/Picture:
(http://i41BannedImageSite/2l8fbbl.png)
House pet or stray: Stray
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups, kits, hatchlings: N/A
Personality: Sage is shy around dogs, but she feels comfortable around other animals. Although she doesn't say much to them, she often communicates to them through her posture and the emotions in her eyes. She is fast when she runs, but she sometimes doesn't watch where she's going, and she'll trip or hurt herself. She is sometimes too meek and needs to learn to stand up for herself.
History: N/A
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((Welcome to the RP c: ))
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((Why thank you, kind Oreo. :3 I suppose I'll have to wait to be accepted, but this looks like a good RP!))
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Sparrow you may join whenever you like! ^^))
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((Thank you! ^o^))
Panic slammed Sage's heart up her throat as a sudden blast of wind nearly carried her away. Her claws dug desperately into the wet earth as she flailed around for a firm foothold, and a sigh of relief escaped her maw when she finally steadied herself. She had been wandering through the small forest when rain began to trickle down the branches and soak into her pelt. Before she had known it, a huge storm had forced her to seek shelter, and the farmhouse was the first place she had seen. Squinting past the rain that pummeled her, she could make out the blurry shape of the building, and it was getting closer - she couldn't give up now.
Shaking out her pelt and inhaling the rain-clogged air, Sage darted towards the farmhouse. Her nails clicked against the wooden porch steps as she scrambled up them, and she stuck her nose through a crack in the front door, shoving it open. Warm air met her face, and she eagerly ran in without another thought.
Sage had been in a farmhouse before when she was younger, but that was when she didn't know how dangerous humans were. She had only wanted something to eat, and the farmer seemed friendly enough. He gave her a bowl of hard, brown pellets with a cup of water. Although the food had filled her stomach, it had tasted dry and nasty.
She cautiously sniffed the air and immediately felt her body grow rigid at the smell of humans, but the scents were stale. A whine laced with worry and anxiety slipped out from her mouth, and Sage glanced behind her at the open door, where she could see the rain staining the earth. She thought about going back outside and finding another place to stay, but she quickly realized that all the buildings would have the mark of humans. A sigh escaped from her maw, and she hesitantly nosed the door shut to keep the rain and wind out.
Stretching out onto her belly and resting her head in between her paws, Sage closed her eyes and listened to the muffled howls of the enraged wind.
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((Ehh. I'll make a new character))
Name: Pinecone (yeah I don't really know)
Age: 3
Gender: Female
Appearance:
(http://kellermanrealestate.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/Blue-Jay1.jpg)
Personality: Pinecone is normally shy and quiet, staying out of trouble when it comes by. She is stubborn and has a little of a cocky attitude once you get to know her, and sometimes, her sharp tongue makes an effect you by accident. All in all, she is quiet to strangers unless she is willing to step up to you.
History: N/A
Extra: She is a bluejay
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((Me gusta. I like your character. c:))
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((Thanks :3))
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Welcome!
And me gusta your character as well, Oreo. ;3))
The African Painted dog slowly got to his feet on shaking legs. The storm had begun to let up as the eye hovered overhead. Nineveh shook his drenched multi color pelt, stumbling a bit on the muddy bank of the overflowed river. The murky waters were now littered with branches and debris. Licking his jaws, the brute let out a sigh and treked into the thin woods, flattening his saucer-like ears as the trees creaked above him from the now slightly tame winds. He had no clue where he was heading, all he knew was he needed to find shelter before the storm kicked back up again.
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Blinking awake, Xachi woke up to the sound of the storm fading. The wind and rain had suddenly drawn back, their sound no longer audible. Rising to all fours, the badger leaped down from the water bowl and nudged Grantaire. "Grantaire? You awake? The storm stopped." Xachi whispered. (short & thanks)
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Sage shot a glare up at the large, white block as annoyance prickled in her pelt. She had been clawing and gnawing at it for a while, but it wouldn't budge. Her sharp nose was filled with the delicious scents wafting out of the block, and it reminded her of the hunger that gnawed at her empty stomach. A growl tickled her throat, but she stifled it and took a deep breath. How did the humans open this? She tried to remember, but her memories were fuzzy, not that she had many.
Unleashing a groan, Sage butted the block with her head in frustration, staying there for a minute with her forehead pressed against the cold metal. It was a pleasant feeling, but a sudden wave of dizziness ordered her to get back to work. She pulled herself away and immediately noticed a white, curved bump that looked like it was made for gripping. Deciding she had nothing to lose, she closed her jaws around it and yanked as hard as she could. Something gave way, and she released the bump to see what had happened. Surprise fluttered in her when she saw that half of the block had turned into a door, but she recovered and quickly nosed the door all the way open before she missed her chance.
Her teeth were sore from the bump, but her eyes rested upon the food piled in the block. It was worth it, she told herself before tugging at an icy slab of meat.
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Grantaire, by then, had dozed off, despite the wind and rain outside that once again grew stronger. The mutt's ears flicked as Xachi's words broke his slumber. His eyelids shot open and he scrambled up to his haunches with the sudden remembrance that he was supposed to be awake to keep watch. "Huh? Wha- Yeah- I'm awake! Why wouldn't I be! Heh heh.." He rambled awkwardly, thumping his tail and hoping the badger hadn't noticed he nodded off on the 'job.'
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Xachi narrowed her eyes at Grantaire, before shaking her head slightly. "Canines." She muttered, gesturing out the doorway of the bathroom. "The storm's gone. We'd better hurry and find what we need before it hits again - hopefully, it doesn't." Xachi repeated, landing on all fours as she scurried out the bathroom. Her claws clicked against the floor as she waited for Grantaire to start moving.
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In a certain house, Silencia watched the winds whip at the glass windows of her home as she sat there, checkered bandana limply dangling from her neck. She had found an abandoned house on the edge of the river. Her owners have disappeared without a trace, and it made her nervous. The Serval licked her lips and turned around, only to see a massive oak crash through the roof, destroying everything beneath it. The young feline leaped back, feeling trapped and terrified. Without thinking, she leaped at the now laying oak as rain crashed through the destroyed roof. Silence grasped the raspy bark of the oak and clambered up, dashing over it to the second part of the house. There was no way out. The crown of the oak was covering the door, and there was no way she could get to it now. Wind struck at her heels as the female watched the window while crouching. With a yowl, she leaped at it, ducking her head and straining her paws forward as she broke through the glass, shattering the window and landing in the backyard. The Serval flipped about in the air and landed on her feet, taking quick breaths before dashing off into the brambles.
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Sage's ears perked up, and she suddenly realized silence had filled the air. She sat still for a few minutes, licking the remain flavor of meat from her mouth and waiting for the howls of the wind to kick up again. Nothing happened. Curiosity struck her, and she scrambled up onto her paws, trotting towards the front door in hopes of opening it. A shut door met her face, and she recalled nosing it shut before the hurricane could carry her off. Leaping up, she caught the round knob with her mouth and twisted it. The door swung open, and she stuck her head through, gaping at the sight.
Dead trees littered the stretch of grass before her, their twisted branches intertwining with each other. There were many other items that didn't belong in nature, and Sage couldn't bear to look any longer. Everything was ruined. A part of her longed to go back outside, and as much as she wanted to do so, she knew that the storm would start up again. She had no idea where she would go or how much time she had. She went back inside and nudged the door shut. As the click sounded in her ears, she couldn't help but feel trapped with her memories in the empty, silent farmhouse.
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Silencia panted, trekking across the mud as the wind and rain lashed at her ears. She wanted to find her owners, but the will to survive made her think otherwise. Her ears perked up in alert. She could hear a door shut nearby. She quickly opened her mouth to taste the air like all cats do, sinking to the ground and pinning her ears to her scalp. If something caught her here, where she couldn't escape, she would be doomed. The Serval started to weave through the ferns and into an opening, where a large farmhouse stood. She opened her mouth and tasted the air. There was indeed a faint dog smell coming from the house. Silencia slowly got up and bolted across the clearing, leaping and sinking her onyx claws into the wood of the house. She scampered up to the window and nibbled the lock that held them shut, successfully flinging them open. She launched herself inside, landing on the cold wood floor below.
{Can I change characters, maybe?}
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(I don't see why not X3)
Grantaire wagged his tail awkwardly, a stupid grin still plastered on his maw. "Right. Okay." He replied quickly, scratching an ear before hopping to his paws and trotting after Xachi. "Well, what do we need? I've got a feeling the storm's not over." He said, glancing around.
Nineveh wandered through the thin woods, eyeing the many fallen trees and piles of debris. Clambering over a fallen log, he halted on top of it, perking his large ears at a small house nearby. A roll of thunder rumbled overhead, another indicator the storm was about to bust open the sky once again, and soon. With a slight whimper, the African Painted Dog hopped off the log and made a run for the house. Skidding to a slow halt, he weaved his way around the corner, raising his head at noticing the front porch. Not thinking there was time to find a way to get inside the house, he settled for the front porch. Digging a hole in the muddy dirt at the side of the elevated porch, he squirmed his body through, popping out successfully underneath the wooden porch. Under there, little light filtered through, making it feel quite comfortable. Nineveh curled up near the back of his little shelter, his nose twitching as the scented breeze filtered through. The rain hadn't started back up yet, but the scent of the wind made it clear it would soon begin again.
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Xachi opened her mouth to reply to Grantaire's question, but a loud scraping noise was heard outside. "Wait." She murmured, doing her best to softly lumber over. Placing her head against the floor, her eyes widened as she heard something shuffling under the porch. "What is that?..." Deciding to go and investigate, she turned and slammed her head against the door, trying to get it open. Not bothering to ask Grantaire for help, the badger noticed a shiny object on the door and she immediately grasped the object in her jaws, her tongue swiping over it. Gross. She reflected at the taste. Blinking, the sow jerked her head in a direction, causing the door to open with a click. Fishtailed, Xachi scurried out the door and glanced around, raising her snout in the air to sniff. A strong scent of a strange creature flew into her nostrils, and nervousness tingled inside of her. Pausing to glance back at Grantaire, the badger carefully leaped off the porch, landing clumsily in the soggy dirt as she sniffed around. "Hello?" she called, trying to inspect the porch. Something was definitely underneath there - the scent was strong.
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A thump in the house jerked Sage out of the past. Her muscles froze, and she stood still, her ears perked up and straining to catch any other sounds. She heard a wooden board creak, and dread lodged itself into the pit of her stomach. Maybe going outside was a better idea. Her heart skipped a beat as she silently slipped towards the stairs that led to the upper rooms, her soft paws making no sound on the carpet. Sniffing the air, she immediately distinguished the scent of a cat. Her nose twitched.
Cat? she thought, not sure whether to be disgusted or not. Maybe it was trying to find shelter from the storm like me. She stared up the stairs, but she couldn't catch a glimpse of it. She wondered whether she should go up or not, but she decided it would be best to leave it alone. She turned away, ignoring the sliver of interest piercing into her.
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Grantaire cocked his head, skidding to a stop just behind the badger. "Hmm?" He questioned, raising his head to sniff the air. "Uhh smells like some sort of canine- not like one I've ever seen, though." He murmured under his breath, following Xachi out onto the porch. He hopped down into the mud, curiously sniffing at the hole under the porch.
A sudden voice made Nineveh leap to his paws and tuck his tail between his legs. "Uhh- Hello?" He whimpered quietly, taking a couple cautious steps towards the hole exit.
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Xachi's fur bristled as she heard the voice call out. Wondering what it was, the badger slipped down the hole, scurrying down the tunnel as she popped out under the porch. Once her eyes got adjusted to the gloom, they fell on a strange creature splattered with markings. Thinking the creature was hurt, a gasp escaped her. "Are you hurt? It looks like you have blood on your pelt." Xachi murmured, sniffing the air. Strange - there wasn't any scent of blood...
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Nineveh's eyes widened and he scampered backwards after the sudden invasion of the source of the voice: a strange creature of which he'd never seen. "Huh? No I'm not hurt! You must mean my markings." He yipped with a laugh, stepping back. He was rather curious of this odd beast and couldn't help but lower his head to give it a couple sniffs.
Grantaire perked his ears an unfamiliar voice rang out. Quickly, he scrambled after Xachi, wriggling his large frame through the narrow hole. "Woah-" He stiffened in surprise at the appearance of the odd colored canine.
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Xachi jerked back, forcing herself not to lash out at the creature with claws when it sniffed her. She hated it when creatures sniffed her - she always wondered if she smelled bad or not. Blinking, the badger rested on all fours as she inspected the canine. "Oh. So, what are you? And what are you doing here?" the sow asked, interested. Xachi knew the answer to her last question would be "hiding out from the storm", but she wanted to be sure. She turned and nodded at Grantaire, although she wasn't sure if the dog could see her in the darkness.
((Edit: @MyCatMeowed: I'm not sure when you will be on, but will you PM WhiteLightHeart and ask her to save this RP or no? Just asking.))
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Nineveh nosed the badger's flank curiously as he sniffed it, then raised his head and perked his enormous ears. "Hmm? Oh, I'm an African Painted Dog. That's what my person always said I was anyway." He narrowed his eyes in thought, then shrugged and plopped down to his haunches. "Well, I'm here to get out of the storm. But I'm here because my old home got destroyed. I had no choice but to run. Then the river overflowed and I got caught up in that. Next thing I know I'm on the river bank. This place was the first thing I saw that seemed safe, so I headed over here before the storm could start again- which I'm sure will happen any minute." The canine explained, taking a breath. His gaze wandered over to the dog standing nearby, but quickly shifted back to the unique little creature. "Well, what are you?" He asked in curiosity before shooting a glance at the dog.
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Replacing my Serval character. ^^
(http://i41BannedImageSite/hry5tt.jpg)
Name: Kohl
Gender: Female
Species: Dog/German Shepherd mix
House pet or stray: (If you are a cat of dog): Stray
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups, kits, hatchlings: N/A
Personality: Very timid, especially now when she had lost her mother. She will rather fight than flee, though.
History: As the storms began, Kohl lost her mother when they were out on patrol. This completely wrecked her, as she is only 6 months old.
Extra: Wears a collar {Seen in picture}, skinny, shaggy fur, long legs, small paws.
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Xachi clenched her teeth when the canine stuck his muzzle into her flank. "Will you stop that?" she muttered, glaring at him before shuffling away. When the African Painted dog asked her a question, the badger frowned, although she knew nobody could really see it. "Badger," she answered, deciding whether she should explain her kind. "You'll see me much better when we get into the light. Speaking of which, I suggest we should get back into the house." The sow muttered, shooting a glance at Grantaire, before at the African dog. "You can come if you want, but I will understand if you don't trust us. I know we just met, anyway." Xachi added, already making her way to the tunnel. Poking her head out of the hole, her optics scanned the area, before she hauled herself out and lumbered over to the porch.
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Kohl layed in a pile of dry leaves, the churning water of the overflowing river slowly waking her up. "What the-" She was cut off as a wave of water and mud splashed over her, making her wiggle hopelessly. Her scrawny frame was getting pulled back by the large wave, long claws scraping the earth for something to hang on to. The pup was dragged into the riverbed as she hopelessly flailed her paws in the air. Soon, she got a grip on a bare branch, the tree it was on was growing really close to the river, thus making it easy for her to grasp it. She opened her jaws and snatched the soft branch, hind paws scraping the dirt in an attempt to get up and away from the river. The mud and water made it hard for her to climb up, so she was left dangling on the branch. "Herrrrrrrp!" She whined, her voice muffled by the branch. Hopefully, someone could get her to safety, and if not, she would drown.
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((Kohl is near the abandoned house, right?))
Xachi frowned, pausing to glance back as a soft sound caught her attention. "Did you two hear that?" she murmured, lowering her voice. But as she strained to hear, the sound did not call out again. Confused and curious, the badger didn't wait for a reply and leaped down from the porch and headed towards the river, certain that the voice had came from there. Halting near the bank of the river, she scanned the area around her, raising her head to sniff the area. A strong scent of canine flew into her snout, and a huff escaped her jaws. "Seriously? Another dog? How many canines are there in this world?" the sow muttered, glancing around. Her eyes widened when she spotted a figure clinging onto a tree branch, and she suspected that it was the one who called out.
"Grantaire! Painted dog! Come quick!" she called over to them. But when she remembered that they both probably couldn't swim, she muttered, "screw this", and dove into the water. Unpleasant memories flickered through her, but she pushed them away and hurried towards the canine, struggling to keep her snout over the water. When she reached the figure, she wasn't sure whether the canine was a pup or not, but there wasn't any time to think about it. Wondering how she could save this creature, the sow plotted something, ignoring the vicious waves as she tried to remember.
"Let go of the branch!" Xachi called to the canine. She decided to nuzzle the creature up whenever it started to sink in the water when they tried to reach shore.
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The small pups eyes widened as the Badger sow came paddling towards her. It's soft monochrome fur was matted in brown mucky water. At the badger's words, Kohl closed her dark hazel eyes and let go, paws slashing through the water. Her hind paws started to paddle, keeping her muzzle above water.
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When the canine let go of the branch, Xachi immediately rushed to the creature's side, although the water slowed her down, Keeping at her side, the badger grasped the scuff of the canine whenever she thought it was sinking. Otherwise, she gave it soft nudges to keep it over water as they paddled towards the shore. (merp. short)
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Kohl kept paddling until she reached the bank. Her long, unmannered claws grasped the dirt as she pulled herself up. She managed to sit down, head posed down as she kept coughing out mud and water. Her head gently turned around, pupils dilating as she panted and watched the sow climb out of the water with her. To her, badgers were nothing more than pup-stealers. They used to raid pups when they were playing, taking them and eating them for meal-time. She didn't say anything, but kept her gaze on the monochrome animal.
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((Eep. Do you guys mind if I make my character join you all? Because she's forever alone in the farmhouse XD))
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{{Sure. ^^}}
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((Lol, feel free.))
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((Okay, thanks. :3))
Sage decided the farmhouse was too much for her. She preferred not to be alone with a creature not of her kind, especially since it was a cat. Not caring how much noise she made, she made a mad dash for the door, hastily leaping up and catching the doorknob in her mouth before twisting it roughly and squeezing out the exit. Her feet moved faster till she was running at top speed, flying past the silent houses as the wind blew in her fur and tossed back her ears. A dash of adrenaline sped through her veins, and she almost closed her eyes as the thrill of traveling so fast rushed in her heart. She was going so fast, she thought she would trip, and she almost did, barely missing a sign when she veered a little too far to the right. She immediately slowed down, going at a steady jog and ignoring her rapidly beating heart.
Presently, Sage came across quite an interesting scene. A badger was clawing its way up onto the shore while a pup stood nearby and watched. She wondered if they both were fine - their pelts were plastered to their bodies, and shivers were running up their spines. Curiosity flickered across her eyes, and she cautiously trotted over to them, watching for any unexpected movements aimed towards her.
"Hello," Sage greeted them carefully. "Are you okay?"
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When they finally reached the shore, Xachi let out a sigh of relief as she hauled herself onto the dry land. "Finally." She muttered, her pelt drenched as she tried to shake it out. A sudden voice made the badger spin around and snarl at it, but she dropped onto all fours when she realized it was canine who was asking if they were alright. "Another one?" she muttered under her breath, nodding at the dog. "Sorry about that and yes - I think we're fine now." The sow replied, wondering if she really had to keep four canines in the same room with her. Just at the thought of it made her shudder, but she glanced wary at the new canine who had appeared. "Are there more of you?" she inquired, glancing around nervously.
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Now that the badger was closer, Sage realized it was larger than it had appeared to be when it was desperately straining to escape the icy water's touch. A slight twinge of fear echoed in her heart, and she warily took a step back to place some distance between her and the ferocious-appearing creature. Her ear twitched rapidly, betraying her nervousness. "A-Are there more of you?" she shakily whined, shooting the question back at the badger without answering her. She suddenly realized her impoliteness and the possibility of having offended the badger, and the very thought sent a panic spiking into her. "No!" she yelped. "There's no one else!" Her eyes widened as her claws sank into the wet earth, her fur bristling. "Oh, please do forgive my bad manners," she begged. "I hope you do! I truly hope you do!"
Her tail tucked in between her legs, and shivers ran up her spine. She needed to get a hold of herself before she spun out of control and completely switched personalities. She took a deep breath to calm herself, but it did nothing for her fear. Speechless and afraid, she stared at the badger and waited for her chance to bite it if it attempted to hurt her.
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Surprise flickered in the badger's eyes as she gawked at the canine, quickly closing her bottom jaw as she stared curiously at the dog. "Not that I know of." She murmured, a little saddened when the creature backfired the question. She did hope there were more of her, but when she scouted around - there was no scent or sign of her kind. Frowning, Xachi muttered something when the canine started to panic. I knew there was always something wrong with these creatures. The sow reflected, her claws digging in the dirt. "You do realize that I'm not going to hurt you, right?" Xachi asked, trying to calm down the canine although she had no experience in doing so.
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A calm fell over Sage upon hearing that there were no more badgers around, and she suddenly grew shy again. She pulled her claws out of the earth, small clumps of dirt wedged into her paws as her fur immediately fell back and relaxed. She blinked at the striped creature, one of her ears flattening against her head in shame. "I'm sorry," she apologized. "I always act like this whenever I get nervous." The canine bent down and ran her tongue over her thin front leg to comfort herself before raising her head and sheepishly adding, "It's something I was born with, I guess."
Sage sat down and stared at the badger to burn its image into her mind. Not all badgers had been as friendly as this one, she realized, which was probably why she had flown into a panic upon assuming she had offended it. She worriedly thought about the long scar embedded on her flank - the one she had received from a hostile badger after she had accidentally stumbled upon it - but it was hidden underneath her soft pelt, so she never really thought about it until now. She blinked at the thought of Xachi's sad tone quivering in her words when she had told Sage that there were no more of her kind with her at the moment.
"You sound sad," Sage remarked. "Have you ever met your own kind?"
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"When I was a little one, yes." Xachi replied, feeling better when the dog calmed down. "But...after the storm...I never saw one of my own kind." The badger added, blinking as she felt the lightest raindrops fall on her pelt. "Well, we might as well hurry back to shelter. I can feel the storm picking up." Xachi murmured, nodding at the canine before turning to the smaller one. "I hope you can walk - I'm afraid I'm not able to pick you up." She told it, still wondering if it was a pup or an adult. Lumbering back to the hole, she bent down, sticking her snout in there. "Grantaire and Painted dog! You'd better get out of there - the storm's brewing." The sow called, before scrambling onto the porch. Unsure of how to open the door, the badger began to feel around, searching for any sign of the clicky object.
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Pity twinged in Sage's heart, but before she had time to offer a sympathetic phrase towards the badger, the storm interrupted their conversation. Annoyance prickled in her pelt - the weather had quite a reputation for exploding during the worse times. She glanced at the pup, wondering if it really could walk or not. Deciding not to take any chances, she murmured an apology before gently closing her mouth over its scruff, picking it up and quickly walking towards the house that the badger had pointed out. Gently setting the canine on its feet once she felt the firm, wooden boards of the porch underneath her paws, she slightly tilted her head inquiringly at the badger, who was touching the door uncertainly.
"Here," Sage blurted out, dashing forward and leaping up confidently to catch the doorknob with her mouth. She reached it and twisted it sharply, but it wouldn't budge. Confusion rippled through her, and she yanked at it harder, but it refused to open. She dropped back onto her paws and shot a glance at the badger. A part of her hoped the creature would know what was going on, but seeing that she was unable to open the door a few seconds ago, Sage assumed the badger wouldn't know much about the stubborn doorknob now. "I think we'll have to find another way in," she sighed, racing off the porch and running around the house while scanning for any signs of another entrance. She finally spotted another door similar to the one in the front, and she easily opened it.
Her nails clicked against the tiled floor, and Sage stopped as she recognized a familiar, white block with food scents flooding out of it. Resisting the temptation to see if she could open it again, she went to the front door and stared up at it, wondering what was wrong with it. "There's a back door around the house!" she barked to the badger, scratching at the door. "I left it open."
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Xachi nodded at the canine. "Good." She muttered. Glancing at the pup, she decided to leave it there for someone else to pick up - she wasn't capable of picking someone bigger than her size. Lumbering around the house, she spotted the door swung open and she immediately stepped inside, glad to be out of the rain. Shaking out her fur, she tilted her head when she noticed a large rectangular tub sitting on its side. Did someone move it from the room...? she wondered, confused. The tub now had a cover over it, and two bumps sat on each side - one was larger than the other. Even more puzzles, the badger grasped the bump with her jaws, using it to climb up the tub. When she reached the top, she could smell delicious food scents coming from inside, and she wondered how she could get it open. Deciding to leave it for the canines, she clawed back down the tub, nearly slipping due to the texture of the tub.
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((Hnnnnngh., Recap por favor? :c Sorreh. ))
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((I may not make the biggest re-caps, but I do have the biggest heart. Nah, just kidding. But I will give you a re-cap. My heart is nothing but something that makes me alive.
So basically, Xachi helped Tariri's character (sorry forgot the name) when the pup nearly drowned. And CoffeeAddict's character: Sage, joined since her character was lonely in the barn. So Sage met Xachi and the pup, and now they are going back inside the house since the storm is brewing. And your charries are just sittin' in the hole.))
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((Bahahahahaa. X'D Okay. Thank ye))
Nineveh perked his ears as the badger suddenly scrambled outside. Exchanging questioning glances with the other dog, he quickly dashed after her. By the time both canines were able to scurry outside, the badger was already long gone and in the river. "Woah-" Nineveh murmured, shaking his head. "Alright, I'll just- wait here, then." He called, sitting back on his haunches.
Grantaire padded next to the oddly colored canine and sat down, watching in awe as Xachi executed a daring rescue of a pup. As Xachi returned, the mutt rose to his paws and padded after her. "Woah- is everything okay? Who're the new guys?" He questioned, glancing at the two other canines, but shrugging it off and following the badger inside the house. (Dun know what to post. o_o
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((Lol XD))
Assuming the badger had heard her, Sage turned away from the front door and dashed back out in the rain to fetch the pup. She picked it up by the scruff and trotted back into the safety of the warm house, shaking out her pelt after setting the pup down on the tiled kitchen floor. Worried that it was cold, she moved it to the bigger room near the front the door, where there was soft carpet. She returned to the kitchen to see the badger sliding off the large, white block.
"Oh!" Sage barked. "I saw one of those at the farmhouse." She grasped the bump sticking out of it, despite her sore teeth, and she yanked at it. "It's weird though," she said, releasing the bump and flattening an ear against her head. "It turns into a door. With food."
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Xachi wrinkled her nose. "Looks like the tub we found." The badger recalled, shivering as a sudden blast of air hit her. "Yikes - cold in here." She muttered, balancing herself on her hind paws as she rested her front paws on the shelf. Coldness zapped through her paws, but she tolerated it and sniffed around, nuzzling the food. "There's not a lot in here, but I guess we can make the most out of it." Her eyes rested on a pack of bloody food, wrapped in some weird plastic thing. "Here's some meat for you canines." The sow announced, tugging out the package in front of the female canine. "It's wrapped in something strange, so I'll just try to work at it with my claws later." Xachi murmured, wondering if the standing tub had any food for her. Turning towards the canine standing next to her, the sow gestured towards the standing tub. "I never got your name, but could you see what else we can eat is in here? I'll work on the wrap around the meat when I reach the room."
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((I know I should respond ... but I wanna draw a bit before I respond.
iamsolazy Which wolf should I draw from our roleplay?))
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((Lol i don't really care - have fun :D ))
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Kohl lay on her side. She watched as the badger waddle around the house. The smell of warm blood and fur made her want to pounce on it, but after all, she was happy it saved her life. Getting up, she silently padded after the sow, watching her every move with dilated eyes.
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I'm sorry but I may not go on the forums very often. :P))
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((Oh. - le sad face - But did you PM WhiteLightHeart to move the thread/save it?))
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((Meep. I finished the drawing of le Asher. <3 I felt so bad for him so that's why he was the chosen one. Dun dun dun. I just have to color his fur, and then I'll post him with the rest of my artwork. Why'd you choose such a hard color for his fur? ;-; procrastinatorsunitetomorrow))
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((Cuz I'm boss. o3o Just kidding. You can change his pelt if you want to.))
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((Nah, it's ok. I'll do my best, but I'm warning you - it might not be that great. :T Besides, if I tried to change his fur color, I'd feel awful because he's gone through so much. o.o I don't think he wants his fur changed.
I'm a bit nervous about posting my artwork. Me thinks they're hideous creatures of the night that sear into your soul and eyes. . _____. ))
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((XD That's a very creative way to put it. But I encourage you to post it. c: It could be helpful for getting constructive criticism that may be able to help you enhance your skills even more. Also, I wanna see it. XD
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((Ehhh, dokay, I guess. ;-; But if you become blind, it's your own fault. I'll finish coloring Asher tonight, and then I'll gather together my precious, epic fails to sear the eyes of all the children that dare look upon it. c:))
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((X3 Hoooraaay! :D
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I posted my precious children. - sobs - They grow up so fast!))
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((:O Benedict Cumberbatch! <333333. [Where did ya post it?]