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Will you survive the streets?
Welcome to New York City!
Welcome to one of the bigges and most busiest cities in the world, also known as the 'City of Lights' because of the beautiful lit streets when night falls. It's a city full of wonder and beauty, many people filling the pavements and cars filling up the wide roads-although the city seems busy and rather over crowded it's a beautiful place to be and an excellent place to live. The streets are lined with many different chops and stalls ranging from plant shops to car shops.
In a large city such as New York you don't just get humans and their vehicle's fill the streets but stray cats and dogs venture through the crowded streets through day and night. Living as a human is easy, but a bit rough at times but being a stray is a little more hard. Food is more hard to get and shelter is also difficult to find, humans won't always care for a passing stray as they go through their busy mornings and nights in the big world. Although for cats and dogs it's hard and a little scary but you'll managed whether you go solo or in a group-it's entirely up to you how you want to live out your life on the streets.
Plot:
Throughout this role-play you will be playing out as a stray of New York City, whether that be a cat or a dog. Some days will be tough and others will be more pleasant-everyday is different in the great city. You'll go out your days however you want to play them out, may it be sleeping through the day and coming out at night or the other way around, maybe you even decide to be adopted later on but still escape your easy living now and then to get a taste of the free life. Fights will break out, relationships will blossom, families will grow and groups will form, grudges will be held, others will be forgiven as you live life in the city.
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Rules and Applications
Rules:
1~This is a realistic role-play so everything you act out must be emi-realistic to realistic, all pictures showing your character(s) should be realistic. Mild cussing and swearing will be allowed, keep this at a minimum for younger role-players or people who don't like this sort of language being used.
2~Please try to be literate, one liners are ok although this can't happen all the time so try and be atleast semi-literate. Through the role-play I want to see no gomodding, powerplaying or autohitting-although you may fight and argue but only role-playing. Hate the character not the owner.
3~Active! Yes, I am wanting members of this role-play to be active so the role-play doesn't die and people aren't waiting days for others to post. If you are going to be gone for a while inform me through pm or in a post-i'll update you on what's happened once you're back. The role-play will be moves on after 2-3 days of inactivity from someone.
4~Have fun!!
Application:
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This role-play is similarly based to the film 'Oliver and Company' the dogs will know all modern stuff including songs-so you will be able to sing and even do a few different things. Have fun in this natural yet unique stray animal role-play.
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Name: Fox
Age: 3 years
Gender:Female
Species:Cat
Breed: Somali
Personality: She's very cunning and sneaky. She's also an extremely proud cat and proud of her background.
Background: Born into a purebred family of 3, a mom and two brothers, she was soon adopted by her own humans that took her with them to New York City. She was always a natural born hunter, often bringing home birds to her owners who of course though was disgusting but cherished her. One day, there was a car accident, and her owners mate didn't come back. Her owner, devastated left the city and left Fox behind with it. Hurt and betrayed, but also saddened she left her owners home and scampered off into the city.
Crush: None
Family: None she knows of.
Stray(?): Yes
Extra: Lol buuuump. And cool rp!
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You're accepted! Once we get a few more members we may start. Oh, and here's my application:
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"Life is to important to be taken seriously"
Name:
Armani
Age:
3 Y/O
Gender:
Bitch
Species:
Canine
Breed:
German Shepherd Golden Retriever mix
Personality:
Armani is quite the outgoing canine who has quite a reputation on the streets. Many of the city folk often see this cheerful canine wondering around the streets looking jolly as ever-so its not rare to see people giving her food in certain parts of town, but in others she has to steal or beg. Mani often wonders the streets singing or humming songs to herself, dodging traffic or hitching a ride ontop of a vehicle or taunting the cities people. Most of the time Armani is an outgoing canine who loves exploring. Although she's a stubborn and feisty canine she's mostly happy and friendly-although sometimes she will taunt others giving them a bit of a tease or a chase and some get the easy conversation with her. Pretty unpredictable. One of the ngeative things is her bad temper, which is lashed out like a blazing fire when provoked which leads to fights and argument-beware she's very wise about the streets and can take care of herself. Yesn Mani is an acceptional fighter and when offered a challange she takes it there and then. Sometimes she's sarcastic and cocky towards both feline and canine, which isn't a surprise in this young dog. When angered she's best left alone to cool down, although if soemone talks to her and try to calm her she does collaborate and listen. When it comes to males Armani can be a little on the flirtacious side, which makes it hard to tell whether shhe really likes someone or not. At times Mani can be bossy and a little pushy, but that's only when she's trying to be helpful-since being alone from a young age she's very wise of the streets-a bit of a female version of Dodger from 'Oliver and Company'.
Background:
Ever since being a pup Armani has been a stray. When old enough her parents left her in an alley, no one knows why nor does she-it's still a mystery to her. But somehow she managed to take care of herself day in and day out alone. Without any help. Many of the cities people took to her like a duck too water and offered her a home-but the streets were her home and she wasn't leaving for anything. Growing up on the tough streets she grew wiser and wiser making her extremely intelligent about life in the city. Now, she sometimes helps those who are new to the streets-although it doesn't seem like her bossyness is helping they'll soon realise it actually is.
Crush:
Nope (Subject to change)
Family:
Can't remember them.
Stray(?):
Yes, she's a stray.
Extra:
She wears a chain around her neck what she found in the trash.
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Accepted Oreoz! Beautiful applications. Once we get another member or so we can begin.
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"You can't waste your time on things that don't matter, instead waste time on what matters."
Name:
Bear
Age:
4 years old
Gender:
Male
Species:
Canine - Dog
Breed:
Australian Cattle Dog mix
Personality:
Bear is very confident in himself, even if he's wrong. He can be defensive about himself or someone he cares about. Bear can lose his temper easily, when provoked, if he tries he can keep calm but he has a bad tendency to act off his emotion instead of using his head and logic.
Background:
Bear was a stray since birth. He was the only surviving pup out of a two-pup litter. His mother taught him the best she could about how to survive before she was taken away by humans, Bear then assumed that she was dead considering he would probably never see his mother again. Bear lived the rest of his life mainly by going out at night-time when it's easier for him to adventure around.
Crush:
None, subject to change
Family:
Mother: Sarah [Decreased]
Father: Unknown
Stray(?):
Yes, he is a stray
Extra:
Nothing else.
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((Accepted, now we may start!))
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Armani
"Lifes to important to be taken seriously"
As life in the city slowly began to stur at the earl hours of the morning the tan and black canine had already woke. Armani tended to wake early in the mornings to take a stroll around the city and look for food before things began to stir up-at these early hours it was unlikely many strays would be lingering around looking for food, which gave her th advantage. The birds were yet to start their morning songs and few people were travveling through the once empty streets.
Claws clicked against the cold surface of the uneven pavement, her broad paws patting against the ground as she calmy and quietly wondered through the streets. It seemed like a ghost town in the morning, which gave Armani a slight chill-although it was soon brushed off. With her long, fluffed tail swaying gently behind her the Shepherd Mix glanced continuously around the streets-not many shops or stalls were open-none that would give her food in any ways. Sighing the large canine lifted her head in pride, her tongue hanging from the side of her mouth as she stopped outside an alley-something caught her attention.
Looking down she notcied a small object, a strong smell lingered through the alley and Marni's mouth watere. That she recognised as sausage. Letting a grin curl onto her face she turned-heading down the alley. With her mouth waters she soon stopped at the small food source, taking a paw to roll it over-then craning her neck to sniff it. All seemed alright. "Breakfasts on the menu!" she spoke in her usual edgy yet flowing voice as she ran her tongue across her lips-immediantely snatching the delicious sausage into her mouth and chewing. It didn't take long for her to devour the meat and head on out the alley.
Soon enough Armani was back out on the open streets, everything still dead-apart from the few more people filling shops and pavements and a few extra cars had ventured onto the wide spread roads. The city would soon come to life. Lifting her hind leg Marni managed to extend her long, sturdy legs towards her head and curl her head around-her claws digging into her fur to see to an itch that irritated the side of her head. Then, giving her body a brisk shake she took a seat on the road side, her tail sweeping across the pavement.
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(Forgot to add a char along with Fox @_@)
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Name:
Rue
Age:
4 months old
Gender:
Female
Species:
Canine
Breed:
Papillion mix
Personality:
She has an extremely care free nature but that of course comes with the age. She's energetic and often gets under the feet of people and animals alike, and because of this, get's annoying. However, she's a very sweet and innocent little girl and is extremely naive, often believing even the most skeptical liars. She's a very happy pup though will definitely need some guidance is she doesn't want to get caught by a dog catcher.
Background:
She had been born in a family with her mom and her brother. When they were 2 months old, her and her brother went to play and left the card board box home even though their mom told them not to. Their mom had left them to go hunting. Unknowing of the street and its harms, they went to play, and an open sewer hole brought them great curiosity. Still wobbly on their short and stubby paws, they looked down which caused Rue's brother to slip and fall in with a yelp of terror. The yelp was cut short followed by a splash of water and the sound of more splashing as her brother tried to swim, but his legs were too short. Confusion and fear his Rue though before she could head in and help her brother, she heard her mom telling her to stay and watched as her mom ran and jumped down the dark hole. Rue never saw them again. Later that day, a human had found her and took her home to care for her, though she still wants to go and search for her mom and brother.
Crush:
Her: Ewwwww!
Family:
Mom: Anne
Brother: Boxer
Human mom: Isabella
Stray(?):
No, lives with a human.
Extra:
She has a pink collar on.
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Fox
A car started. Hazy fumes hitting the roof of her mouth and she coughed, waking up and her dreams shattered like ice. She stared around almost in a daze as the ground beneath began to move and she winced but quickly remembered she had sheltered on the wheel of a truck the night before. The wheels moved and before it could send her below and crush her, she quickly jumped off to the side and watched the car drive in a sulky manner. She hissed, her back arching in annoyance, especially because her sleep had been broken. Since she was awake, though, she might as well look for something to eat. The dumb dogs in the city always ate up the food and some even tried to eat her. It was quite interesting though to catch pigeons, which seemed to be a main diet of hers when they came around. They were fat and easy and seemed to wait, and because of her lithe and small shape they never suspected her of stalking them. She stalked quietly out of the alley she was in and down the quiet and grey street of New York City.
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Bear
Bear awoke in the early city morning. He perked his ears up ask her heard a few cars going here and there. Bear stood up to his paws and gave himself a long stretch along with a yawn. Bear crawled out of his small shelter which was very warn out. "Maybe I should find a new shelter for tonight..." Bear spoke to himself quietly. Bear's tail flicked behind him as he turned around and went off towards the less populated part of the city.
Bear continued his way in the city. His claws lightly clicked against the cement of the sideway as Bear watched the sun continue to rise in the city. Bear stopped in his tracks as he caught the scent of something, it was another dog. Bear snorted and shook his head, right now he didn't want trouble. Instead of directly following the scent, Bear just decided to continue, he had to find a new shelter first.
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Your other character is accepted, I'll post after school.
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Lol alright x3 And thanks!
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Armani
"Lifes to important to be taken seriously"
Perched upon a cerb Armani quietly watched as people hurried by, obviously heading to wkr or something-why else would anyone be up this early? Snatching her attention away from the people passing behind her Mani watched as the cars began to fill up the road-a smirk growing mischeviously across her face. It was true that Armani loves to hitch a ride in a car, often climbing ontop a vehicle and waiting until passing somewhere-usually singing a song to herself also although to her people didn't mind-well that's what she thought. Lifting to her paws the mix breed dog gave her fur a brisk shake, her tail now growing erect and being held at body height and swaying rapidly to and fro-her tongue hung from the side of her maw as she set off.
Letting out a bark the female-dog leapt onto the back platform of a passing truck-swiftly and carefully landing right in place, she seemed to be a pro at this. As the large vehicle made its way across the even road-only hitting a few bumps. Her stance was tall and with pride-almost like she was the queen of the streets. Running her tongue across her lips she could hear the song from a passing car-her ears lifting and a smile grew across her face. Slowly swaying left to right tapping her paws against the metal board "Its all good, pure positive vibes for the most part everybody's just tryna live their lives, we're not afraid to die, only the strong survive you don't know if you don't try, the stakes are high and it's the city where I earned my crown god knows that I love this town. The city lights are extra bright. They shine for us tonightThe city lights are extra bright, they shine for us tonight!" once many recognised as Dizzie Rascals sons-one of her favorites.
As the car whizzed through the city with the black and tan canine sat singing ontop it all seemed like fun-until it was time for Armani to head off into the heart of the city. Where everything went on. Kicking her back paw against the metal door "Same time tomorrow yeah?" she joked with a chuckle leaping onto a smaller car roof near by-instantly pushing off and landing back on the path.
Viciously, a human began shouting curse words towards the canine who looked back in interest, her bow raised as she chuckled "Its New York chill out!" she barked and set off through the street. Everything was a lot more busy than it was earlier and moving through the streets was going to be harder-but food would soon be easier to find. As she weaved through many people her tail still wagged-although she received a few pushies and shoves she also returned them-along with snapping at the humans leg but not to hurt them just was a warning. Noise grew louder and louder with every minute the streets and roads rapidly began to fill up-it all seemed over populated. Although she didn't mind, the more people the more food there would be. Armani continued through the filled streets-tail erect and wagging.
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Ugh, I don't have any dog characters! Just wolves and a unrealistic mutt! I guess my wolves need to be turned into dogs for this.
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Name:Nik
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Dog
Breed: Husky
Personality: Nik isn't what you would call shy or scared, he is just careful. He doesn't want to pick a fight and doesn't want to cause trouble. He doesn't want to be put on the spot or put into a high rank so whenever he meets any group of wolves he always takes the place of an omega. Nik will start to open up once to knows how things work. He is friendly and talkative but tends to be overly worried about his friends. He will fight if needed but rather talk or run. Nik is very protective of pups and feels like he needs to keep them save, it could be because he wasn't cared for as a pup.
Background: Nik was born into a pack with strict rules and if someone disobeyed they were banished. His father was the beta and was in charge of making sure everyone was following orders. One of the rules was that if any runts or weak pups were born they were to be abandoned. So when Nik was born he was thrown out when he was a three weeks old because he was born with a broken leg. It was expected for him to die, but he was saved. He was taken to a rescue and stayed there until he was old enough to be adopted. He was adopted because he was still a fluffy little puppy but as soon as he grew up he lost his charm. He was abandoned and now lives on the streets.
Crush: None
Family: Flaire(Brother), Nixon(Father), mother unknown.
Stray(?): Yes
Extra: Nope
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Name: Diesel
Age: Male
Gender: Adult
Species: Rat
Breed: Fancy Rat
Personality: Diesel is mean, he doesn't like to be around others that aren't rats. But that is because he is judged and hated just for what he is.
Background: Diesel was born in a petshop and sold at a too young age. He was played with a lot when he was little but was forgotten when he got older. Because he was alone it drove him crazy, he couldn't stand sitting around with no one. So one day when they opened the cage to feed him he jumped. He never came back.
Crush: None
Family: Unknown
Stray(?): Yes
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(Lol xD Its just like Oliver and Company. Maybe Armani knows Dodger.)
FOX
Her ears perked as she walked on the side of the building, her back pressed against it because the sidewalks were feeling up with people fast. She lashed her fluffy tail as she was almost stepped on and quickly moved with a slight hiss. She hated walking on the crowded streets and instantly regretted her decision. She knew the alleyways just well and darted forward, turning quickly into one. She opened her mouth ajar, taking in the scents of the alley and was relieved to find no dog-scent.
What intrigued her the most, however was she could smell something quite familiar. She didn't make a sound, and lowered to the ground until her belly fur was rubbing against the ground. Carefully, she placed one paw down in front, and then another until she was quietly stalking ahead through the alley. She heard the sound of something beautiful and that made her want to leap forward: The cooing sound of a pigeon.
The plump bird, obviously fat from all the food she sees humans feeding them, was now in sight and pecking at the ground dumbly. Fox continued and when she was finally close enough, she leaped. The bird suspected her, though at the last minutes and as it tried to fly away, Fox's body landed right on top and her claws pinned it down. She sunk her teeth in the back of its head where the spine was and felt satisfaction as the bird went limp. She licked her lips, hungrily now with the scent of prey so close to her muzzle and began to rip the feathers away so she could get to the meat.
RUE
The small pups head shot up as the sound of something delicious frying was heard. She blinked open her eyes and looked around, the scent of bacon now present even if it wasn't in the same room as her. She jumped out of her dog bed and ran out of the bedroom and down the hall. She stared at the flight of stairs, though wasn't bothered by them as she ran down happily, barking joyfully as she made it downstairs and into the kitchen. The scent of bacon hit her nose and she licked her now flowing mouth so drool wouldn't fall to the ground.
The human cooking it looked down at her with a smile, "Hey girl, want some bacon?" Rue barked at the word bacon, her tail wagging happily. Her human laughed a bit and placed some bacon on a plate and turned the hot fires off. It always mystified Rue that her master could control the odd blue flames on the large food making machine she heard her master call a stove, but that name didn't sound as nice.
Rue stared at the plate, her tail stiffening as Isabella, which was her humans name, carried it to the table to eat. Rue followed and barked again and Isabella rolled her eyes and said, "Sit." Rue flicked her ears, quite annoyed but sat down. Why did she have to do everything her human said, though that was forgotten as a strip of bacon hit the ground. She wagged her tail and got up, ducking her head to the ground and sniffing the hot meat before beginning to eat. While she was eating, Isabella's phone began to ring and she looked at it, "Oops.... Work. Come on, let's put you in the yard." Rues tail wagged, she liked the yard.
She wondered if one day her mom and brother would walk by and she could invite them in to live with her. She never saw them, but she knew she might if she stayed outside. Even though a large gate kept her on the inside, she was still glad she could over look the city beyond. Isabella opened up a side door and Rue's tail wagged as she ran outside. She looked at her dog house and then the gate. But before she could enjoy the outside, she had to go relieve herself in the yard and ran over to do so.
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[[I know, its one of my favorite films! That's who Armanis based off, but just a female version!:D
@Rustys - your characters are accepted, having a rat? This should be pretty interesting.]]
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Armani
"Lifes to important to be taken seriously"
Many scents began to fill the large she-dogs snout causing her head to rotate in many directions as she looked around at the source-although they didn't really seem to bother her. But, something seemed different. She hadn't seen another canine around yet, unlike previous days-they were probably still sleeping. Giving a shrug to her shoulders she continued down the pavement, her tail held high and wagging as she strutted through the crowds-her attention on a few leashed brutes who passed-appearing as Border Collies. Dipping her head with a flirtacious wink she chuckled as they muttered something-but she didn't really care. Flicking the chain around on her neck Armani came to a sudden stop. Turning her head she glanced at the small sausage stall. Mouth instandtly watering she looked at the large human-aa jolly one at that.
Grinning, Mani turned and trotted towards the stall-her puppy dog eyes obviously shining isnstantly as she whinned at the human who looked but ignored her. Raising a brow she crawled forward-pawing at the humans leg and letting out a cry, her head lowered. Looking up she notcied the man looking around with guilt in his eyes "Ok, ok here. Not go on before I lose customers!". Armani couldn't help but let out a cackle as she snatched up the sausage and hurry off her tail wagging.
It took seconds for her to wolf down the small source of meat, but the amount she had had earlier an-filling her hunger. Running her tongue across her lips the Retriever mix breed shook her head "Is it just me or are these humans getting mber by the day?" she spoke in her normal tone voice, neither to herself or to anyone really. Deciding to take a rest she trotted towards a dumpster that was near a street corner-a perfect location. With ease she extended her legs and leapt-thanks to her large size she managed to leap onto the smaller dumpster with no problems what so ever. Letting out several barks Mani lowered herself to her haunches and watched the passers by.
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Nik laid in an alleyway with his head on his paws. His eyes were open and looking up at the windows of the buildings on either side of him. He spotted a black kitten staring out the window from the inside. His wide eyes were locked on a bird perched on a power line. Nik momentarily frowned and looked away.
"Enjoy it while it lasts, outside isn't was its cracked up to be." He said, even though the kitten could not hear him.
Diesel poked his head out from his hidey whole. His deep black eyes darted around, checking for any danger. Once he decided it was safe he half walked, half stretched out of the hole. His body seemed to lengthen as his normally rounded body lengthened. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth in a yawn, revealing two long teeth on the top and two smaller on the bottom. He blinked until his eyes adjusted to the sunlight. Rats are nocturnal animals, however Diesel spent so much time in a human's house that he had changed. It was too loud in a human home in day time but nice and quiet at night when they sleep. But this made it hard for Diesel to find any other rats that may accept him into their mischief.
(A mischief is a group of rats.)
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FOX
She was already half through when the sound of a growl rang through her ears. She winced as she turned her head, her ears sticking straight up along with the fur along her spine. A large dog, followed by two more that were big but not nearly as big as the first. The two others blocked the alley entrance and she frowned, hissing as the largest dog snapped his jaws, "Well well... Looks to me like we're having bird and cat for breakfast..." The large dog was a brute, huge. He looked looked to be half rottweiler and the others were clearly mixes as well.
Fox felt sick to her stomach and she stuttered nervously, "Look... You can take the bird... Just let me go..." She backed away from her kill, though the dog only stared at her, drooling. Fox lashed her tail, her orange coat fluffing out so she looked twice her size as she hissed ferociously, "Back off!" The dog smirked, stalking forward now, "Gonna make me pussy cat?" Fox shrieked as the dog charged forward and she turned and ran to the back of the alley.
There was no escape and the dog was soon on top of her, though she used her size to her advantage and slid past the rottweiler mix's paws and streaked past. The other two growled and snapped at her but she jumped right on top of the one and leaped towards the entrance of the alley. She didn't hesitate upon falling down to keep running, but the dogs followed and close on her trail.
Fox slipped between the feet of people and the dogs pushed their way past, though the humans cursed at them and tried to block the dogs ways. Fox was running out of breath, and as she raced past the street and a garbage dumpster can with yet another dog on it, she rounded another corner. She saw a large gate encircling a backyard and she saw her chance to escape. With a jump, she began to scale the gate. The large rot mix leaped as well, snapping his jaws though missed her tail by a whisker length as Fox jumped to the other side.
RUE
Rue was biting on a squeaky toy when she heard the sound of man paws. She looked past her gate and watched as a cat ran, followed by dogs who were on her tail. Rue stood up, her tail stiffening and curving in fright as the cat jumped on her gate.
Rue winced watching the dog snapping his jaws, almost around her tail but the cat had evaded and climbed the rest of the way towards the top and fell down below on the soft grass. The cat stared at the dogs beyond, arching her back before turning but the orange cats eyes widened on Rue now.
Rue barked, "Hey! This is my yard!" The cats fur was still bristling while she hissed, "Pipe down pup! I'm trying to live! So you can share your yard..." Rue growled low, her growl small and almost cute but her attention snapped to the large dog who jumped towards the gate now, front paws hanging over their side of the gate now. Rue whined and backed away while the cat looked around, searching for options. The rot growled, kicking his back legs and trying to climb over the gate as his menacing snarled echoed, "Cat, theres no where to run! And your little friend can be next." Rue backed away and ran towards the door, scratching on it but Isabella was gone, and she knew there was no other way in. She looked back, the rot still hanging dumbly on the gate, trying to get over but not being able to get back down. The other two she saw him come with circled around the gate, looking for other ways to get in. Rue knew they had a little time, but she knew they didn't have much.
Rot mix:
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Other two dogs:
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Chars mentioned:
Armani
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[[I'll post tommorrow morning guys I've got to go for now]]
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Nik jumped up, his ears up and eyes widened. A orange cat had jumped into the alleyway. Dust went airborn as the front legs of the cat hit the ground with a soft shhump. Seconds after a large rottie filled the air and covered the light that had been shining into the alley. The dog landed with a large bang! It took no time to balance its self and went right away to chasing the cat. Nik wasn't sure what was happening but he knew the cat had little chance of surviving. Without much thought he lunged toward the dog and clamped his jaws into its back.
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Characters mentioned
Fox
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Before the gate...
Running with speed, the rot mix ran, almost being able to taste cat. One more snap of his jaw and he'd have her... He stopped, flinching when he felt a weight hit him and teeth meet his back, causing him to tip and fall backwards. He rolled back over, though before he could think, his brown companion had ran back over to help and sunk his teeth into the stranger dogs tail and pulled him back. I owe Tick I guess... He thought to himself as he was freed and got up. He'd handle the dog later, but since food was more important he continued after the cat. The brown shepherd mix stayed, blocking the husky's path with a snarl, "Why are you even trying to get involved? This is our prey."
Chars mentioned: Nik
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Nik's tail dropped and his ears pulled back.
"What did I get myself into?" He mumbled. He took a step back and looked over the two dogs. Maybe if there was just one he could fight and get away. But the fence was behind him and he needed a running start to get over it. He had to get past them.
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Bear
Bear kept walking along the side of the road. His claws kept clicking against the concrete. Bear stopped at the sight of a nice looking alley, there was no new scents of any dogs living here. Bear then walked down the alley and looked around, there was a small over hang from the building above that would provide shelter from the rain, if it happened to start raining overnight. "This should do quite nicely." Bear said to himself with a satisfied nod. His tail wagged out of happiness that he completed his goal with still so much time left in his day.
After Bear exited the alley, he headed towards the busier part of the city. "I bet there's still some food to be found." he murmured. Bear sniffed the air for any sign of near by food. He perked his head up at the scent of some meat near by. Bear went into a sprint to get his food. Bear stopped as he saw a trash can and on top of the pile of trash was a thrown out piece meat. Bear smiled and gave a snicker "Looks like it's my lucky day." he said as Bear grabbed the meat in his meat and went off to find a place to eat in peace.
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Armani
"Lifes to important to be taken seriously"
Still perched upon the dumpster Armani watched as many people shuffled by, cars beeping as the rows filled up with traffic-the busy hourse had now started and New York was now filled. Car fumes filled the air, footsteps and chatter lingered past her ears as they rushed by-shops had now begun to open causing many scents to evacuate onto the streets.
But the sudden sound of barking and growling caught the dogs attention from a near by neighbour hood, her ears lifted and she leaned to one side in attempt to hear the commotion-but the sounds from the streets seemed to block it out. Growling, the black and tan mix shuffled to her paws and leapt down from a dumpster-now heading towards the situation. On her travels she spotted a small Bull Terrier she realised as Rex-who trotted past leash around his neck but without a word she only gave a wink and hurried on. As she stopped at the road side the traffic made it impossible to cross, her paws tapping against the ground "C'mon move it!" she barked until spotting a small opening. Barking she charged across the road running between the cars, then extending her sturdy legs she leapt upon the front of a car and leapt onto another three before reaching the other side.
Now, the constant barks were more clear and the scent of cat caught her nose-soon followed by another four dogs. Narrowing her eyes she trotted down the alley a few figures in the distance. Leaping onto of yet another dumpster she waited patiently for the feline and the canine to pass-not bothering with the three dogs further down the street.
As she predicted the two came charging down the street a small gingered coloured cat with a large Rottweiler hot on its tail. Grinning Armani couldn't help but be mischevious and get involved-like she usually did. As they grew nearer and nearer Armani let out a bark towards the brute which caused his head to turn. With her front paws hanging off the edge of the dumpster she smiled-tail wagging behind her. "Don't you think you should pick on something your own size? I mean I just know how much of a chicken you gang dogs can be..." she teased with a grin from ear to ear as she shuffled a little-glaring down at the male with a questioning glare-her eye lashed fluttering as her fur blew a little in the breeze.
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"Do it now. Later will always become Never."
Name: Dakota
Age: 4 years
Gender: Male
Species: Dog
Breed: Rottweiler
Personality: Dakota is a loyal dog. He is protective of his siblings. He is nice to most humans, but he hates the mean kind. He is usually time to most dogs, but he has been known to get into fights.
Background: Dakota was born in an alley along with his sister, Spirit. Their father bought for food, while their mother taught Spirit to hunt. Alternatively, Dakota's father taught him to fight. His father was killed in a fight. Dakota continued in his place for he just became an adult. When Dakota's mother had his little brother Bluejay and dried in the process, Dakota's sister and he were determined to be successful in raising a family.
Crush: None
Family: Sarah (Mother, Dead) Tetrix (Father, Dead) Spirit (Sister, Living) Bluejay (Brother, Living)
Stray(?): Yes
Extra: You might remember them the Warehouse rp XD
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[[Oh yes I remember Dakota, Bluejay and Spirit! Of course your characters are accepted Duna!]]
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(Ok can I get a little recap so I know what is going on so I am not totally clueless?)
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[[Oreoz is yet to post for her characters so nothing for them.
@Dubstep - so far all that's happened with Bear is he has wondered through the city looking for shelter, he has found a perfect location somewhere in an alley then found some food in a trash can he is now eating.
@Rustys - his character Nik had heart the commotion between Fox and three other dogs, and had went to help. Sadly he got stopped in his tracks after bumping into the 'alpha' of the small group and now his two lackies are holding Nik back-i believe he's looking for a way to escape.
@?????????????t??? - Fox - previously Fox had been searching for food, seeking a group of pigeons being fed near by she tried but sadly missed. Then she moved on and I believe she was wondering down an alley but bumped into a group of three dogs who began chasing her. She was in Rue's garden and soon escaped and ran back through and alley the Rottie hot on her tail, then Armnai stepped in.
Rue - I believe was first in some sort of cafe whith her owners, soon returning home and staying out in her garden. That's when Fox leapt over along with the Rottie hanging on the fence-Rue began bickering at the Rottie who soon left with the cat. From what I think I can remember she's still in her garden.
@Taylor - so far my character had gotten up at early hours when the streets were empty, finding a bite to eat in an alley. Then hit a ride on the back of a van where she sang a song-then exited by leaping across cars. Again, looking for food she managed to get some at a sausage stand and wondered through the streets meeting a few familiar dogs who are NPC's. Setting herself on a small dumpster she heard the situation between Nik, Fox, Rue and the other canines so decided to head on over. Sitting on a dumpster she had now made an attempt in distracting the brute as you will see in my previous post.
The three gang dogs are NPC's, if I've missed anything out please state in your next posts-but I think I have gotten the main parts. So basically Duna that's all I think has happened so far, so just jump right in.]]
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"I will read ashes for you, if you ask me.
I will look in the fire and tell you from the gray lashes,
how fire runs as far as the sea."
A high-pitched squeal of tires startled Torla, causing her to topple over onto the cement ground. A small ache shot up her body, but she rolled over, pushing herself up onto her paws. Groggily glancing around, she stretched, yawned, before releasing her tight muscles and shaking out her fur. Once shade of sleep lifted from her, she surveyed her surroundings, narrowing her eyes slightly. She was in a work area, however, there were no workers or machines moving, which meant they had not come yet. A pile of wet cement was plopped near her, and the cane was lift hanging in mid-air. The cement truck sat nearby, but there was no one in it. Several other machines Torla could not identify sat idle, waiting to be used for work.
Closing her eyes for a brief second, her stomach let out a small growl, gently prompting her to find a meal to start the day. She moved forward in response, mentally telling her stomach to patiently wait. Trotting up towards the barbwire fence, which surrounded the work sight, she hauled herself over, relieved that it was not electric. Or that it had not been set on.
Clumsily landing on the other side, Torla caught her balance, before continuing on her way. At the moment, there were no vehicles on the streets, which made it easier for the border collie to cross. After she made it onto the other side, a small car trotted along the street, moving rather slowly. She caught a glimpse of an elderly human - a woman, to be exact - hunched over the steering wheel. She seemed to be cautiously moving, keeping her gaze latched onto the lanes in front of her. Her knuckles gripped the wheel tightly as she made a slow turn, careful not to cross onto the other lane. The human seemed not to notice the canine, and gradually disappeared around the building's corner.
A small smile of amusement nearly flashed across the collie's face, but she fought against it, and turned to head towards the most busy area of the city. It was where she normally found street venders or random humans who were willing to slip some of their food to canines, who skirted around. She normally went for the random ones who were plopped on the benches nearby than the ones who sold their food. They usually chased off the creatures who dared the venture closer. Shaking her head in disgust at the thought of it, Torla stepped into the busy street, barely dodging a car which screeched past. At the movement, she toppled over into a human, who leaped out of the way and began to swear under his breath. At the look of him, Torla knew he was a business man, who desired to keep his clothes clean.
Scurrying out of the way, she weaved past the jammed cars, since the tricky red light always seemed to appear every minute or so. Usual small swear words bursted out of the lowered windows of vehicles as she leaped onto the hoods or the flat platform of their vehicles. A devious smirk crept onto her face, and she finally landed onto the other side of the street. The scent of hot dogs blasted through her nostrils, and excitement pounced over her. She raised her crown to where the scent was coming from. A slightly-chubby man stood protectively over his cooking, raising his eyes once and a while to check around his environment. Her tail wagged as she padded forward, ducking behind a parked car to hide herself from his crow-like view.
Once a customer came closer, Torla crept out, peeking from behind the car. When the two humans began to communicate with each other, she ventured closer, careful to keep hidden from the two's view. Now at an angle from the seller's cart, she fixed her gaze onto the string of hot dogs tucked inside. She cautioned herself, reminding not to make any mistaken sudden moves. The vender reached down, pulled out two hot dogs with his gloves, and plopped them down in front of the customer. At that moment, Torla shot out, quickly snatching the end of the long string of hot dogs. She turned and leaped away, skirting around a skateboard and ambling down the street. Through the small breeze of the wind, she could hear the angry shouts of the vender behind her. When she thrust a glance behind, she saw the chubby man clomping after her, raising his fist as a sign of rage.
However, the swift canine was too fast for the chubby man. The collie briskly turned the corner and leaped over the fence, knocking down several empty boxes stacked outside. As her paws hit the soft grass, she took a breath, before she shot off again.
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The rot mix and his two "followers" found Fox eating her pigeon and cat+pigeon=fully doggies. Fox ran and scaled the fence, climbing over into Rues yard while the rot tried climbing over but failed doing so. One of his companions is now trying to find a way through the gate while the other is busy with Nik. The rot, being called upon by Armani was staring at her now. Sorry x.x I got confused and just making sure where everyone was.
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RUE
Rue stared, frowning more as more street dogs had appeared. She figured they came with the scary looking mix but was surprised when she saw a she-dog jump onto a dumpster and stare down at him, challenging him: "Don't you think you should pick on something your own size? I mean I just know how much of a chicken you gang dogs can be...". The rot had fallen down from the gate, unable to climb over, but was now distracted by the strange she dog. He stared up at her and growled low, "Pick on...? No, i'm just trying to scavenge up some breakfast... Problem with that?" He didn't take his eyes away from her and snorted.
Rue turned her attention around back to the orange cat who ran towards the side of another gate and began climbing but the white dog that was with the rot had ran to meet her on the other side. The cat hissed before jumping back into the backyard, looking frustrated and scared. Rue knew that if the orange cat had jumped over, a dog would get to her. Rue frowned, her curved tail wagging nervously as she turned her attention yet again to the rot.
The rot mix scoffed,his tail flicking, "I'll talk after I catch my prey..." He jumped again, trying to climb the silver gate again, his front paws making it to the top and hanging over to the other side while his back legs kicked at the air. Rue yelped, backing away towards the door again in fear, afraid now that the rot was going to end up in her yard, even though the rot seemed to be having some difficulties trying to climb.
The brown shepherd mix that had met Nik and blocked his path, continued glaring at him and muttered, "Just stay out of our business... Get out of here."
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"Do it now. Later will always become Never."
Dakota was laying in a large alley. A knocked over dumpster lay to his right. Dakota was gnawing on a large bone he picked up by the park. A sudden commotion made him look up. He walked out of the alley and walked to the scene. A Rottweiler mix and two others were trying to jump over a fence. He shook his head and walked away. Spirit and Bluejay were awake. He walked over to them. "Where were you? I woke up and you were not here." Dakota lay down by her, while Bluejay was chewing Dakota's bone.
"I saw some crazy dogs trying to get something over a fence." Spirit nodded and lay down. Dakota stood back up and jumped onto the tipped over dumpster. He lay down and began to take a nap.
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Armani
"Lifes to important to be taken seriously"
As the brute spoke Armani lifted to her paws-a smirk still sprawled from ear to ear. Stepping onto the edge, the pushed herselff off xarefully and swiftly she landed on the rough ground not to far from the mix-breed. Hear ears lifting to his words "Maybe you should find something a little less challenging..." she suggested but still trying to tease the brute who whipped around once again and leapt onto the white fence-again getting stuck and dangling from the rows of wood. Letting out a laugh she trotted towards the fence-then running. "Good luck getting over the fence, chump!" she barked.
With that Armani crouched then extended her legs right near the fence, quickly launching herself into the air-allowing her feet to hit against the fence which gave her enough power to push herself over and land on the other side. Soft grass pressed against her paw pads causing a smile to grow across her face but her head suddenly turned towards another situation going on between a small pup and one of the gang members out in the alley, shrugging she looked at the pup with a smile "Hey there cutie, you ok?" she smiled shooting a gaze towards the cat then back at the Rottie who was still struggling.
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Nik lifted his lips to show his teeth in an attempt to look frightening. One dog move forward and sank his teeth into Nik's shoulder. He staggered and shook himself to detach the dog. He slammed his body into the alleyway wall. The dog yelped in pain as the wall made contact with his backbone and released his grip. Nik now was struggling to keep himself up. His broken back leg barely touched the ground and his shoulder was almost at the point were he could not put weight on it.
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RUE
The rottweiler stared dumbfound as the she-dog leaped right over the fence. He snarled in outrage but had fallen back to the ground. He glared at the fence in annoyance, looking around, trying to find a way over it.
Rue and the cat both flinched as Armani had leaped over their "barrier" and landed on the other side in the grass. Rue whined in fear and the cats back arched, her fur bristling. Rue backed away from her, suspicious at her kind voice as she asked, "Hey there cutie, you ok?" Rue whined, "Are you going to hurt me...?"
FOX
"Are you going to hurt me too?" Fox heard the pup ask. Foxs ears flattened when the dog looked towards her and she backed away as well. She's just trying to kill me... She's probably with that rot... She thought to herself before narrowing her eyes in a distrustful way. Fox looked around, needing an escape route but couldn't find one. She figured if she jumped over the fence, one of the three dogs that had chased her would get to her before she could run away.
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[[Accepted, hop right in!]]
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Armani
"Lifes to important to be taken seriously"
Starring down Armani smiled at the young pup, who indeed looked rather scared of the larger dog that hovered over-behind she could hear the brainless mutt trying to hop the fence, but failing in all attempts. Blocking out the annoying creature from behind her gaze was focused onto the young pup who had asked a question. Giving her head a shake she also chuckled "Nope, I'm not going to hurt you guys-lets just say in other words I'll help yous..." she spoke nodding her head slightly-a sudden ruccus broke out in the alley that lines the back fence of the garden, which caused her head to turn and a growl to escape her maw.
One of the gang dogs and the brute trying to help seemed to be fighting with another dog-a small tan one she assumed was also apart of the gang. Wrinkling her nose in disgust but also letting out a growl she shook her head in annoyance, but at the moment the priority was keeping the two in the garden safe. Now moving her body so she was glancing at the two. "Listen, thereonly enough time before doofus out there gets in. So pup, you may consider going indoors or something where its safe-and cat? Follow me I know a few escape routs..." she spoke almost as a whisper to prevent the Rottweiler from hearing the conversation along with his other two companions.
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RUE
Rue listened to the stranger talk, and her words stuck the small pup hard. She stayed silent at the mention of her returning inside where it was safe, but Rue knew that wasn't possible. The orange cat blinked, though kept her guard up as she stalked over slowly before asking, "You'll really help...?" She narrowed her eyes while Rue said at last, "Miss... I can't return to the inside... My owner locked me up out here... Can I come with you two? " The cat snorted but flicked her tail, staring up at the dog again with slight interest now. Rue frowned and whined, "Please...?? I'll be good!"
The little pup turned her attention back towards the large brute outside the gate and watched as he jumped again. Rue whimpered, backing into the she-dogs leg as the mix had obtained a steady balance on the fence. He struggled, but he seemed to be pushing slowly towards the other side, almost falling over and into the green grass. He smirked, glaring at the three, "You don't have to be bored for long because i'm almost there."
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KIRA
The Doberman grumbled faintly as she listened to the bustling of the city from her warehouse domain. She had had another sleepless night, dreaming of the dogs and humans careless enough to step on hidden explosives only to get blown to pieces. She had never really thought about it, but she and her master were the lucky ones, having a sharp nose like hers, and his intellect to defuse IEDs while she watched his back for enemy guns. She shook her head and stood up.
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The dog Nik had smashed on the wall was on the floor but he knew that wouldn't last long. The second dog barked in fury and ran straight at Nik. He snapped downward at Nik's feet. One made contact and he pulled forward. Nik came crashing down, face first into the hard floor.
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(Your user name looks familiar, did we do a roleplay with wolves before? I used Nik and Marv and you used a female wolf with a lynx? Oh I forgot about Diesel!)
Diesel kept to the shadows of the alleyway, his black coat keeping him camouflaged. His head was raised and his nose twitching as he tried to pick up the smell of food. His long tail dragged behind him, leaving a small line in the dirt. He stopped suddenly and stared out in front of him. He could hear sounds of a fight but that didn't bother him. It was the scent of a cat that froze him in his place.
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((Not really. :3 It's Abyss~!))
KIRA
The Doberman looked around. She could hear a fight between dogs at one end of the alley she exited from, and a fight between humans at the other. Something about that worthless yet highly durable paper those hairless creatures called money.
She headed for the sound of dogs fighting, trying to avoid the humans. Their altercations didn't concern her, and she really wanted nothing more to do with them. Her sharp ears pivoted, and her hazed, honey-colored eyes scanned the area. At the moment, she wasn't in New York, but reliving her nightmare overseas.
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(Ohh, got you mixed up with another person in the same roleplay. lol. I remember you. Hello!)
The dog went to bite his scruf but Nik rolled and the dog's face made contact with the ground. Nik pulled himself up as quickly as he could with his wounds and half ran, half limped as fast as he could away from them.
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"Marching out of time, to my own beat now."
Name:
Gringo ( OuO )
Age:
2 Years old
Gender:
Male
Species:
Canine
Breed:
Golden Retriever/Siberian Husky/Shepherd mix
Personality:
Gringo is generally outgoing and happy-go-lucky. He lacks a verbal filter, which- along with his pride- gets him into trouble sometimes. He always looks on the bright side of life, though he tends to come off as sarcastic or obnoxious. You could say he isn't quite the sharpest tool in the shed common sense-wise, but when it comes to street-smarts, he's very skilled. He can be a bit of a show off and a flirt, and often acts before he thinks. He wouldn't hesitate to fight for the benefit of another- except when it comes to cats- which he's not fond of. He knows the ropes of the streets, and the best ways to find- or mooch food. When it comes to free time, Gringo usually spends it lazing around in his favorite spot in the city- Central Park. When he's not lazily dozing in the shade, he's getting himself into trouble- whether it be stealing from food vendor carts or playing a riveting game of 'dodge the car'.
Background:
Gringo was born in an animal shelter downtown. He was soon adopted by an elderly woman, where he lived until he was a few months old. Shortly after he turned 6 months old, the woman died of a heart attack, leaving him alone. He was found in the abandoned house by a young man, who ended up to be neglectful. That home soon led to abandonment and Gringo found himself back in the shelter. Once again, he got adopted. One adoption led to more problems, mostly with Gringo's attitude- as by that point he'd began to become mistrustful of humans- which once more led to him being abandoned. This time, he refused to return to the shelter, or to another human home. Those creatures couldn't be trusted. So, Gringo set out to continue life as a stray- and he wouldn't like it any other way.
Crush:
N/A (Subject to change)
Family:
None
Stray(?):
Stray
Extra:
Nupe
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((Woo! Hello, Jim!))
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"I will read ashes for you, if you ask me.
I will look in the fire and tell you from the gray lashes,
how fire runs as far as the sea."
Torla rested near a small playground, hidden behind a small cluster of trees. Several young children scurried around the playground, hollering and screeching with delight as they played. Her ear twitched at the sounds. Most parents - and maybe other creatures - would most likely call this "cute", but Torla thought of it as annoying. Brushing off the environment around her, she resumed to devouring her meal, which consists of a line of warm hot dogs. Her fangs sank into the tender skin, piercing it, before heading towards the delicious and savoring taste of the meat. Her tail wagged in enlightenment at the feast as a small breeze tickled her fur.
Once she had finished off the string of meat, she rasped her tongue over her paw, collecting the small bits of meat which had fallen from her mouth. She flinched as a loud scream blasted from the slide, and her head automatically jerked towards where the sound had came from. She tensed, preparing to aid the child's side. However, the scene of the child merely screaming in delight stopped her, making her snort in annoyance. Shaking her fur out, she turned and continued towards the busy streets of the city. She didn't enjoy living in a quiet and small area. She preferred wild and chaotic.
Continuing the path she had gone before, she found herself near the fence where she had knocked over several empty crates. However, the crates were not neatly stacked upon each other, meaning someone had came over to fix the damage she had done to it. Briefly glancing around, Torla climbed the crates again, only knocking one down instead of all. Her claws tightly gripped the small gaps between the boxes, before she finally hauled herself up. At a tall height, the collie could view almost fairly enough yards. Deciding not to stay and watch, she bunched her hind legs to prepare for a leap, when suddenly a commotion happened behind her, followed by a loud string of curses.
Whipping around, she spotted a lean man picking himself up, covering in dirt and garbage. A large net laid beside him as he swooped down to snatch it, before popping back up again. Dirt smeared his face as a few old welts cover his face, and two scars lingered on his hand. The one word that fit the man's description flashed through Torla's mind as she coward back. Dogcatcher.
"C'mere, you little mutt," the man snarled, trying to hide the net behind his back. The canine wasn't so easily fooled, as she saw the net already. She tensed when the human drew something small from the side of his pocket, and revealed a small biscuit. "You know you want it," the dogcatcher added, his words in a singy-song voice. He wavered the treat in front of the collie's face, before slowly drawing it back to his chest.
The temptation of snatching the treat lingered inside of Torla. She had already eaten, but why not have another? However, the intimating view of the dogcatcher nudged her. He was trying to trick her, of course. Still, the stomach let out a whimper, reminding her that it was a treat - something she had not had in a while. "It's food, Torla." Temptation popped out from behind the trash can, peering at the biscuit, before at the canine. "It's something you haven't had for a while. This is only a once-in-a-life chance." Temptation twirled her index finger around her long hair, staring at Torla, before releasing a smile. "You know you want it." She repeated the small words the dogcatcher had spoken, but with a plain, yet alluring voice. Temptation let out a small giggle, before skirting back into the darkness, and leaving the two alone.
Despite Temptation's words, Torla resisted, and turned, already leaping down from the stacked boxes. As she forcefully landed on her four paws, a sharp pain shot up her legs, causing her to wince, before taking off again. She could hear the loud shouts and curses coming from behind her, and the sound of the crates tumbling down again. A small smirk of amusement flashed across her face, before she continued to pass through yards and fences.
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"When I tell you the stars flash signals, each one dreadful,
You, if you were sensible, would not turn and answer me:
'The night is wonderful.'"
Hirador awoke, hearing the sounds of his pellets being poured into his bowl. Sitting up, he released a yawn, before stretching out on his small pillow. The family hadn't had time to get him one of those beds for dogs, so they gave him a small pillow, which he hardly used. However, the floor that night felt cold and hard, so he turned towards his pillow. His muscles slightly ached from being bunched up. A small sigh escaped his mouth as he shook out his pelt. "Oh well," he muttered to himself. Hirador, at times, talked to himself, seeing that there was no one in the household which could understand what he was saying. He enjoyed making little remarks of the humans to himself.
Padding over towards his food bowl, he began to consume the dry pellets, wishing that the kids would at least pour a little amount of water over the pellets. Once he had finished, he glanced over to his water bowl. Seeing that it was empty, annoyance filled him, and he flipped it over in protest, making a loud clang. The sound alerted the mother, and she hurried over. "Water, please," Hirador snorted, resting his haunches onto the kitchen floor. In response, the mother yelled at her child about the water, before returning to her cooking. "Such a lazy woman. Can't even give the dog water." A few minutes passed, before the child scurried down to fill his water bowl. Eyes rolling, he lapped at the liquid to quench his thirst.
Moments passed before the German shepherd emerged from the patio door, trotting across his yard. His ears perked as he caught the sounds of a loud commotion coming from his left. Curious, Hirador nudged the half-opened fence, and peeked outside. A trio stood together, tense as they watched a large rottweiler making his way over the fence. Hirador scowled for a moment, before resting his haunches on his territory. He didn't want to interfere. He was sure the large dog, who was with the other two, would do her best to protect them. Hirador decided to be one of those bystanders and merely watch, which was what he did.
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[Well ello' there Jim! Of course you're accepted, hop in whenever!]]
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Armani
"Lifes to important to be taken seriously"
The continuous sound of clanging metal caused the she-dogs head to turn towards the Rottie, who continued to attempt to launch himself over the fence. Turning, she harshly cackled in amusement "Such a brainless mutt, time you gave up donou think?.." she spoke softly but half teasing as her brow raised-Armani had made it a habbit of teasing gang dogs, although it often got her into trouble she enjoyed the amusement whilst it lasted. Ignoring the unknown canine for now her attention turned back towards the two smaller creature-but as she done so a figure caught her attention. What looked like another dog seemed to be watching the commotion-smiling she dipped her head as a greeting-but was quickly pulled away by the two speaking.
Her gaze was firstly rested upon the orange cat, her tail swaying continuously as she nodded her head in response to her question "Sure, why not? Anything to cheese off that mutt over there.." she spoke with a slight smirk turning her head towards the male then back, now looking at the young pup. Sympathy filled her as the pup had spoke about being locked out, she didn't want her to be trailed away from her home but nor did she want to leave her with the harsh canines. Sighing, she nodded "Of course you can sweetie, just make sure you listen.." she smiled with a soft yet strict tone towards the young she-pup. As usual the deep voice of the Rottweiler interupted the conversation as he was almost getting the just of getting over the gate. Chuckling she turned her head "Oh I'm not bored, watching you struggling to get over that fence is pretty amusing!" she barked with a grin on her face "Now if you donind, we'll be off." she spoke with a growl.
Looking down at the two she had a stern gaze "Ok, you guys just follow me-be careful and if you need anything just shout" she nodded and turned. Walking past the gate she brushed her tail across the Rotties snout "I'll get in touch with the fire brigade, I see you'll need a little help down from there!" chuckling she set off. Jimping to a start she began to bound across the garden-keeping the pace light so the pup could keep up-her tail wagging as she bounced across the garden with grace, ready for any challanged that were to come.
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KIRA
The doberman's eyes narrowed to the sound of fast approaching paws making their way to her, almost as though there would be a certain collision. She stood tall, pointed ears pinned forward, and nose pointed in the direction the noise was coming from. Soon enough, she saw a brownish red husky, looking as though he was running for his life.
Luckily, her eyes were no longer hazed.
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Nik did not make it far before the dog that had been shoved into a wall recovered and was after him again. But this time he was smart, the dog moved quietly toward him. Nik was too consecrated in moving with the littlest pain possible. The dog jumped and landed square on Nik's back which made him tumble to the ground intently. He let out a loud yelp in pain as he went.
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KIRA
Kira watched before she made her decision. She peeled her lips back and made a trot towards the attacking dog. "You know, it's rather rude to attack another dog within the perimeter of a completely different dog's territory." She stood straight, pointed ears still standing, and honey-colored eyes narrowed into a glare. Her long legs and wide chest were ready for anything. Her stubbed tail was straight in a threatening position, as if she had the tail of a dog with an otter tail.
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(Are you attacking the dog with Nik?)
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[[Wooo. Can I get a quick recap, s'il vous plait?
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[Ccenter][[Nothing interesting has happened until the previous few post, so I will recap you from there:
@Rustys - His character Nik, made an attempt to help Fox. But sadly his bravery got him in quite a mess with one of the gang member which are NPC'S. After having a fight with the tanned canine he set off, with the small dog hot on his trail. Now on the ground with the gang dog on his back he has met Kira, who is now speaking to the NPC character.
Shizuo_the_Epic - Previous just joining so doesn't have much to recap on, all that's happened so far is she has woke from the place she stays and set off onto the street. On her travells she heard the fighting then seen Nik running towards her being followed by the smaller gang dog. Seeing Rustys character being pushed to the ground she has now stepped in to try and help-only speaking for now, but showing signs of aggression.
?????????????t??? - the creator of the gang dogs, who are NPC'S, the gang consists of a Rottweiler mix, a Bullterrier or Staffie mix? And another mix breed dog. Previously Fox has gotten into some trouble with these three, more with the Rottie. Fox went into Rues garden and the Rottie was attempting to not get over the fence-now almost there whilst his Terrier/Staffie mix friend is trying to find a easier way in. The two are now going off with Armani I believe.
@Taylor - So far my character has heard the commotion that is going on, so she took a look. When arriving she stopped upon a dumpster and attempted to tease the Rottie. Now she is in the garden leading Rue and Fox to safety (Rue was locked out so is going along) but the Rottie is almost over-Armani has teased the brute which could have made him more angered.
@OreoHeroz - Basically Oreoz character Torla has been looking for food in previous posts and managed to get some hot dogs I believe? Now, she is being chased by the dog catched-but as swift as she is managed to escape and is now scoping fences to escape. Her other character Hirador heard the ruccois outside and has went to see, now sitting with his head poking through a hole in the fence watching.
If I have missed anything someone please add.]][/center]
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((Not really attacking. o.o))
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[[Sounds good, thankies! I'll post when I get back to campus in an hour or so.
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[[Nothing interesting has happened until the previous few post, so I will recap you from there:
@Rustys - His character Nik, made an attempt to help Fox. But sadly his bravery got him in quite a mess with one of the gang member which are NPC'S. After having a fight with the tanned canine he set off, with the small dog hot on his trail. Now on the ground with the gang dog on his back he has met Kira, who is now speaking to the NPC character.
Just a little correction. I am a girl. :)
The dog yipped and turned around to face the new attacker, this gave Nik the opportunity to release himself. He bucked like a wild horse and the dog flew off him. He struggled to pull himself up but stood firmly once up.
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KIRA
The Doberman stood tall, making sure this attacking, indigent mutt knew that she wasn't kidding. Her breed was known for being threatening, was it not? She filled her lungs with air and released a growl.
When the attacker was bucked off, she watched it closely and supported the husky until he found his strength to get up.
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Nik allowed the newcomer to help him up but he relied on her help a little longer than he wanted.
"And to think I did this for a cat that didn't even pause to thank me." He mumbled.
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[[Ooh sorry for some mistakes!]]
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(That's ok.)
I got writers block for diesel....
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"Thank you." Nik said with a nod. "I am a no good fighter."
(Writers block)
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KIRA
"If you were no good, you would have come out with a lot more than a couple of scrapes and bruises." She said, easing her posture a bit.
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"I know, it was stupid. I wasn't thinking at all." Nik sat down and lifted one of his paws the clean a wound.
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"Marching out of time, to my own beat now."
G r i n g o
The broad sidewalks of Central Park bustled with activity beneath the subtle sunlight that filtered through the Oak leaves as life went on at its usual fast pace. The muffled, various human voices and footsteps went unnoticed, however, by the tan colored mutt who was happily dozing beneath a park bench.
Gringo liked to spend the majority of his time here. While it was still consistent with human activity, it was far less busy than the crowded streets of the city surrounding it. The quietest spot one could hope for in a place like this- just the way he liked it. The only thing that shook the lazy mongrel from his content slumber was his gurgling stomach, begging for food. Blinking, he slowly sat up, keeping his head low to avoid bumping it against the bottom of the bench above him. After licking his jaws and yawning, Gringo crawled out from his small cozy little shelter to lean into a drawn out stretch. His presence on the sidewalk was enough to get a few glares and shoos from the passing humans, but it was nothing he wasn't used to by now, and he brushed it off- instead ignoring the disgusted words of the passers by and springing into a light-hearted trot. He'd always known the best spots for easy food around here.
As he strolled into a field, away from the busy park sidewalks, various scents assaulted his nasal passage. Humans- typical- along with fellow canines. He'd known the scent of these particular canines. They were a well known gang-like pack around here- one Gringo couldn't afford an altercation with. Shaking his head, he turned away from the looming scent of danger the dogs who seemed a decent distance away brought, and instead started for the park corner- one place where Central Park met the city- the park's end. Always at this time of day, there was a hot dog vendor cart stationed at said corner- a schedule Gringo did well to take note of, which had brought him previous success in nabbing an easy bite. While he normally was strongly opposed to acting all buddy-buddy with people and begging, this strategy seemed to work best whenever he hit this particular cart, as the man who usually worked it had grown familiar with him and tended to offer him food upon his arrival. With his husky-like tail curved in a loose "u" behind him and swaying, Gringo confidently trotted up to the cart and quickly slid into a playful bow, letting out a single high pitched bark. "Oh, hey there, dog. Ain't seen you 'round here lately. Here for another round, are 'ya?" Chuckled the friendly man working the cart. Gringo responded by slouching back onto his haunches and tilting his head, tongue lolling from the side of his grinning jaws. "Alright then, here 'ya are, pal." The man said with a smile, opening the hatch of the cart and tossing a fresh sausage to the ground in front of the happy canine, who gleefully dove at it and collected it within his jaws. Nodding a tail-wagging thanks to the human, Gringo turned and quickly bolted back into the park. It seemed to be the safest place to enjoy a meal without the threat of other strays trying to steal it. A lesson he'd past learned the hard way.
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The Doberman nodded. "How long have you been on the street?" She asked, her honey-colored eyes scanning for anything threatening, and her pointed ears pivoted towards the sounds of the traffic, as well as other things around them, or in the distance.
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"A few months now, why?" Nik asked, tilting his head.
Diesel ran across the alleyway which looked like he was just quickly hopping. He stopped studdenly to wipe away dirt from his face then looked around for any danger. Seeing nothing he lifted his head up and sniffed for any food. He moved him shadows where his black coat would hide him and made his way to a tipped over trash can. He again looked around for any threats before sniffing around for food. He picked up a carrot with his front paws and sat on his hind legs and got to work on eating.
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"It's a little obvious you haven't figured out how to pick your fights." She didn't intend to make this sound mean at all. But, with her voice the way it was, she was almost afraid that it came across as just that.
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(I am going to be inactive for a few days. Sorry for tiny post, I don't have much time...)
"No, I guess not." Nik said, then laughed softly.
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KIRA
She nodded slowly. "This is a bad part of the city. You might want to watch out, my friend."
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Bear
Bear finished his meat quickly and gave a small snort as he laid in the alley's entrance. He watched as many people passed by, talking on their phones or just walking quickly to their next destination. The brute slowly rose to his feet and started walking the opposite of the many people, with his head low.
(Sorry for the shortness, and lack of posting. Been busy)
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"What part is the good part?" Nik asked. He gingerly sat down his paw an raised his left paw to check out the wounds.
(Can someone find Diesel or something because I don't know what to do with him.)
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[[I'm waiting for Fox and Rue to be posted for before I go ahead]]
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((If you want, I can make another character for him. :3))
Kira
She thought for a moment. "Central Park would be a nicer place than here." She said, sitting down on her haunches.
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Dakota was in front of a house, with Spirit behind him. "Now, remember what I taught you. Tilt your head and give em the baby eyes." Spirit scratched the door and ran behind a bush. The door opened an elderly woman emerged, "Why hello puppy!" Dakota tilted his head to the side, looked up at the woman and whined(Bolt much?). The woman smiled, "I will be right back, puppy!"
"Aren't you the actor?" Spirit was about to come out when the old woman emerged, and threw three slices of chicken to Dakota. She went back inside. Spirit came out and smiled, "Come on, let's get this back to the alley."
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(That would be nice)
"Where would I find this place?" Nik asked. He stood up and found that he was ok, in pain, but he could walk. His back left leg was lifted up just like always, but the rest were square on the ground.
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((Ok, give me a minute. :3))
Kira blinked. "You haven't been up that way?" She asked.
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[[Accepted! Still waiting for Rue and Fox to be posted for...]]
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(Just to let you know that isn't a blazed rat. It is a brown roan rat that are most commonly found at a breeder. They are born all brown and as the grow they shed their color until they are a greyish color and resemble a possum. Jut thought you should know. Thank you for making her!)
"I haven't really moved around too much, I don't want to walk into another dog's territory." Nik said.
Diesel dropped the remains of the food then wiped his face with his front paws. He went back on all fours and lifted his head to smell for any more food.
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"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause any trouble." Nik said then lowered his head.
Diesel's ears perked up at the sound of human squeals. He looked around to see if he was the reason for it. Instead he spotted a female rat with her mouth full of food she must have took from the humans. He moved closer as she ran down the alley and towards him. He knew there were no groups here and he had marked this place as his own. He needed to check out this newcomer.
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Kira nodded slowly. "It's fine." She looked around, before walking to the exit of the alley.
Bond looked up, skidding to a stop before a new rat. She blinked, looked back behind her, then let the mushroom head roll out of her mouth. "Hiya." She said in her southern twanged voice.
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Diesel was taken aback by her friendliness, most rats got into a fight by soon after meeting.
"This is my area, who are you?" He asked. He was interested in this rat because she didn't carry the scent of other rats which meant she was solo.
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Bond blinked. "The name's Bond. And, usually, it's common courtesy for one to introduce himself before asking the name of someone else, no offense."
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[Woah. Sorry guys. Can I get a recap? Got lost in all those one-on-one posts
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[[Nothing really just kinda the same as my previous re-cap
Also since Rue and Fox aren't being posted for, I will make a new character until then]]]]
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"Life is just like a roller coaster. It has its ups and downs. But its our choice to scream or enjoy the ride!"[/size]
Name:
Neah
Age:
2 years old
Gender:
Bitch
Species:
Canine
Breed:
Border Collie x German Shepherd
Personality:
Neah is a very odd creature, her personality often being mixed-or split even. All of the time you'll see her as an outgoing creature who loves to wonder the streets, usually in company-but she does like her alone time. Like some, Neah doesn't take life to serious although at times she can be serious. She is a very loyal, playful, protective, aggressive and helpful canine. But since she's a young age she does have a lot more to learn. With strangers and even those she has gotten to know Neaa has trust issues and rarely often up until she feels she can trust some. Neah has more bark than bite and often gets into arguments because of her short temper-but if provoked she will fight. When somethign happens she often holds grudges, but doesn't show it to clearly and its hard for someone to ear all of her trust back. She's usually happy go lucky and playful but when huffed she's best to avoid-unless you're going to help her.
Background:
When she was younger Neah was sent to live with her new family in the city. Like most families there they had three children-belonging to a middle aged couple. They bought their kids a puppy and promised to offer her all the time and care she needed. Living with the family for atleast a year before she left for the streets-well was allowed. The family grew to busy with work and their children with collage and school.
Crush:
N/A
Family:
Unknown
Stray(?):
Yes
Extra:
Nothing
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Diesel allowed a lop sided grin to grow on his face. This rat didn't seem to be a threat but he still diet relax just in case.
"The name's Diesel. What brings you here?"
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"Life is just like a roller coaster. It has its ups and downs. But its your choice if you want to scream or enjoy the ride!"
Neah
The sudden meow of a cat caused the canines eyes to open-her ears lifting she she violently and quickly rolled herself onto her stomach, hind quarters tucked by her stomach also and her front paws spread apart against the pavement. For the time being the cat was unseen-but boy could she smell it. Slowly, a small, dark coated feline scrabled around the corner-tail held high in the air as it walked with a proud stance. Excitement filled the young canine as she pulled herself from beneath a parked train in the old court yard-the trains were old and unused-tossed aside.
As she dragged herself to her paws Neah could feel her muscles tense and a bone here and there cracking-ready for the fast paced movement of the day. Now out in the open she glanced around-the cat seemed busy feasting on what seemed like a slaughtered bird. Walking towards the back of the old box train she placed her head under a small tap that seemed to be leaking-causing a large puddle to form beneath her paws. Allowing water to drop onto her head and her body she soon shook it off then lapped up at the puddle for a few seconds. Parting her jaws widely in a yawn, she arched her back and flexed her paws as she stretched-untensing her muscles.
Running her soft tongue across her lips Neaa glanced at the feline that was now sterring wide eyed the the medium sized canine who stood almost hovering over it. It eyes seed to grow wider with each movement and second, its back arched and fur bristled-vicious, warning hisses escaping paws its small mouth as it slowly backed off, continuously hissing. Grinning, Neah decided to have a little fun with this scarred feline, her tail wagging in amusement as she slowly stalked towards the smaller, darker creature-head tilted. Parting her jaws she allowed a loud, echoing park to escape her mouth-echoing through the courtyard. In shock, the feline hissedn leaping up into the air in fear-whipping around and quickly darting off.
This only made the youngster more excited as she now had something to chase-bother her German Shepherd and Collie instinct kicking in. Without wasting any time the mix-breed growled, but her tail still wagging. Watching as the cat got a few strides ahead she started her chase. Legs extending into a long stride-but yet to reach her full speed. Broad paws thudding against the ground as the black and brown canine charged after the feline-excitement glowing in her eyes as her fur blew back in the wind. Carefully and swiftly she lunged across the uneven land-dodging a few old, wasted objects that filled the decolated feilds. The junkyard was in view, a place she was planning on chasing the cat.
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Bond blinked, looking back where she came from. "I was escaping this short human." She papped the mushroom with her paw. "Stole this from right under his whiskers."
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"There is enough food out here. There isn't a need to risk your life in human dwellings. Next time you go there they will have traps and poison." Diesel warned.
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She grinned. "That's the thrill of it, though. The out come, once you succeed in doing something like that, you get such a rush that makes you feel alive."
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Diesel laughed softly.
"Your going to get yourself killed." He warned.
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She smiled faintly. "If that's what survivin' here takes, I'll do it." She cleaned her paws before taking a bite of the mushroom and scooting it towards him. "Have a bite. It's fresh, and not from leftovers."