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Title: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 09, 2014, 02:04:54 am


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Dingo
Wild Dog At War

The Dingo, one of the most popular native dogs known to Australia. A beautiful creature this is that plays a big part in their native home, although the people who inhabit this beautiful continent think otherwise. Farm and livestock owners see the Dingo as a pest who would wipe out full herds if given the chance and kill their livestock continuously just for the use of food but also chew through wires and are just a big nuisance. But that isn't really how it is. The Dingo is a native breed who are both loved and hated by the people of Australia, yes this species does kill live stock and may chew through cables - but that isn't what they strive to do. Few people have came to realise that the Dingo actually does Australia good, they keep down the number of feral Cats, Foxes and Kangaroos which would wipe the land of its native small mammals but also they will wipe the land of its plants. The Dingo -despite killing livestock- has a plus side to being a part of Australia like it has for many, many years. People with more intellect have began using guardian dogs to prevent their livestock from being killed which has been proven as a great success, but the farmers wouldn't admit their defeat and want the native canine gone for good whether it be dead or alive. Many disagree with this even a few farm owners, but many are also for the idea of wiping out the Dingo completely.

When it hit the year 2019 many people had begun to drive out the Dingo, shooing them from their native area and hoping to rid of them for good - but this could never work, especially with this curious breed. Just as the farmers thought they had drove out this breed and banished it from the world for good they were suddenly proven wrong. Sick of all the lies and all the havoc their lives were filled with the Dingo decided to retaliate against its supposed human friends. This caused a lot of live stock to be lost and domestic dogs had begun breeding with this wild species even more than previous times. But that wasn't just it, no! These canines had somehow managed to get onto outskirts of the furthest towns and hitch a ride on either a boat or a plane and were flown across the America - where they hid out in the vast mountain ranges until that also got out. Everything was new to the Dingoes that had ventured from their native home, and as the years slowly moved on they strived. Now in many countries of the world the Dingo was no longer native to Australia as several other places now inhabited this unique species. Filled with anger and rage humans began moving into the less warm places of the world and into countries/continents where the Dingo couldn't get to. But the farmers weren't giving up so easy and remained in their farm lands still determine to ride of the Dingo.

For several years many continents remained with just the Dingos and the farmers until it hit the year 2031. Somehow America and Australia had merged together - no one knows how and not even stat's could prove this. But it happened. Now with the Dingo only living in the two joined states people began moving into Russia and other countries where the species was yet to tread. But other people were now getting annoyed and joined the bitter attitude as the farmers and wanted to see the Dingo go for good, if they were just left in peace and harmony to fend the land and keep the number of feral Cats and Foxes at a low none of this would have happened. The two continents forming together weren't the only weird happenings, people from other continents had begun dying out and now the only living souls that live are the Dingos and the many few people who have managed to stick around to hopefully kill off this breed. Unsure if their plan will work they are still going through with it, man and canine at war - it should never be like this but one dog can only take so much. With most humans and domestic animals gone the only living things here is other wildlife, the Dingos and of course their much, now hated enemy the humans. Once the hunter now the hunted, its all about the hunger games - the true test of survival for both man and beast.

Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (WIP)
Post by: Senrova on August 09, 2014, 12:30:21 pm
Sounds great! I`ll definitely join!))
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 09, 2014, 12:56:33 pm


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The Information

Plot: So, if the first few paragraphs didn't make it so clear then I am going to be telling you what this role-play is exactly about. First off in this rp you will have the option to play as a Dingo and I will be allowing a certain amount of farmers to be applied for. Somehow with all the storms and the changes in the sea something that would be near enough impossible has happened - somehow Australia and America are now a joined country making this 'Dingo Island' as some will call it. It is unknown to how this is even possible but it is. Now on this small island all the wildlife from both states are still around all the way from the Australian hopping Mouse up in to the well known Cougar of America. But since this has happened people have moved to different parts of the world - this leaving places even close to 'Dingo Island' lest abandoned. What you will be doing in this role-play if you are a Dingo is trying to survive which is the most important - the farmers and hunters are out to kill you and won't rest until they wipe out the Dingo breed, which has made these wild canines snap and are now fighting back. As a Dingo you have became a little more wise and cunning and have begun killing off more livestock than in the past because of all this havoc. If you are a farmer/hunter you are trying to keep your cattle alive but also wipe out the Dingo for good. It's like a game of survival, Dingos have even went to drastic measures and have had to attack and try and kill humans for their own safety - will you survive?

Extra's: Nor do the Dingo or the humans of this 'Island' know but they are being watched by a secret, hidden group of scientists and many other secret people of the world in a small island not to far off; they are the ones who have been keeping people travelling across states and into this one - they have managed to shield this place off so entry but also escaping is hard. They want to see how both man and humans exist with the Dingos now going a little savage and the farmers getting wound up they want to see what the outcome it. This association have named this 'The Game' which they had planned out when they heard about the strange occurrences - they believe its like The Hunger Games.

Area: Since two continents have slowly merged together the land is still settling, although the different types of terrain haven't gone unnoticed. Australia has fitted in nicely just near Canada and Alaska, its desert like terrain stands out a pretty bit, although America appears a lot more greener and lively where as Australia is more like a desert. Now, this island inhabits a large desert area, an even bigger forest area and a snowy like terrain which is in near by Alaska. It's a miracle how animals from different areas are moving into unfamiliar places and managing to adapt somehow, but only for an occasional visit.
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Rules:
1~ Although some things I have mentioned in the first post may seem a little unnatural or a little unrealistic this does not go for the role-play, in fact this role-play is going to be 100% realistic so no jumping off a cliff without at least injuring yourself, same goes for fights and being shot. Images of 'real' Dingos must be used and if you don't know much about the species i suggest you watch a short clip on them or look on Wikipedia or something.
2~ Yes, I will be allowing cussing and miner swear words into this rp as most beings use them although I'm not wanting you to go over board on this. Fights and arguments between characters are also allowed but it must stay IC (if you have a problem with someone pm me and I will sort it), mating and births are also allowed although mating must be in a spoiler or preferably through pm, relationships are allowed and births can be role-played out as long as its not in depth.
3~ No god-modding, power-playing or auto-hitting. This is very, very annoying and can be unfair and characters also I don't want one individual sucking up all the attention - yes drama is allowed but not just focusing on one character.
4~ Please be active, I really don't want this role-play to die. So, if you're going to be gone for a while feel free to post on the thread or pm me - when you return you will get a recap. Also please be semi-literate. If you have writers block that's al right, but if not four sentences at a minimum.
5~ Look out for updates

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[left]Name:
Age:
Gender:
Mixed: (If human it will be race)

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History:
Pack: Yes/No (for human its hunting group)
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Mate: (for human it will be wife/gf or husband/bf)
Pup(s): (for human it will be children)
Crush: {dingo only} (for human it will be pet/hunting dog)
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Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 10, 2014, 08:11:29 pm


(http://images.nationalgeographic.com/wpf/media-live/photos/000/005/cache/dingo_514_600x450.jpg)

"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


Name: Sienna
Age: 4 years old
Gender: Female
Mixed: She's a pure Dingo


Personality: Sienna is a rather feisty canine with a strong will, nothing scares this beast which can often come as a danger to - despite slowly ageing she is still a very curious Dingo which sometimes gets the better of her in certain situation. But her quick thinking able's her to work her way out of certain situations. Like most she is rather cunning and sly, able to go into livestock herds and towns without being noticed. Unlike most Dingos, Sienna is very aggressive and hot headed, prone to snap and land a nasty bite - mostly towards humans although hostility is still shown towards others of her species. She is still a playful animal although she knows when to be and when not to be. The reason for being a longer is she doesn't like being told what to do and has a sharp tongue. Despite being young she is pretty wise and will give advise to those who ask. She's loyal and protective, although she seems like an arrogant, sarcastic creature she has a loving heart - just don't get in her bad books.
History: Sienna grew up in the beautiful bush of Australia where most of her species lived, she wasn't in a pack her mother was a loner. Her mother gave birth to four young pups and shortly after they were old enough she left them to fend for themselves. Reaching two year of her life the humans slowly began moving in so the she-dog moved. Hitching a ride on a delivery truck she wound up in America, but to her surprise the Dingo population had rocketed here. Shortly after humans moved out and Dingos and farmers moved in, somehow Australia collided with America forming a large island where she lived. Nothing exciting has really happened in her life apart from continuously running from the two-legged's.
Pack: No


Mate: Nope, subject to change.
Pup(s): Nope, subject to change.
Crush: Nope, subject to change.
Extra:
~ Has several scars
~ A small chunk missing out her left ear
~You may apply to be part of her siblings or parent
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 11, 2014, 12:09:06 pm

Now open for posting!
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on August 11, 2014, 05:37:08 pm
(http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/AusGeo/2013/11/27/13609/Getty_Dingo.jpg)

"How about I do the hunting, and you do the sitting?"

Name: Sirak [seer-rak], Sir [seer]
Age: 3.5
Gender: Male
Mixed: Purebred


Personality: Somewhat of a smug dingo, he rarely turns down an offer to prove his masculinity. Sir is, despite his boastfulness, quite nice when he feels exceptionally close to someone. He also pretends he's a ladies man. Most likely not.
History: Sirak was born in a birthing den with his mother and two siblings. When they were old enough to leave the den, they reunited with their father and were taught how to hunt, fight, and survive. However, Sir was always close to his father, and he was taught many other things as well as the basic fighting/hunting skills. After that, he left his family to hopefully join or make a pack of his own.
Pack: No


Mate: No
Pup(s): No
Crush: No
Extra: nah
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 12, 2014, 12:30:41 am
Name: DeliLah
Age: 2.5 years
Gender: female
Mixed: purebred

Personality: DeliLah is very brave and whenever she gets the chance she likes to show her strength. She is also very flirty.
History: DeliLah was born into a dingo pack and then her pack abused her so she left it. Now she is in another pack and she never knew her family.
Pack: yes

Mate: none
Pups: 1.75 months pregnant (they are pregnant for 2 months)
Crush: none
Extra: my pups will have an application as soon as they are born
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 12, 2014, 12:04:23 pm

Both accepted! Once we get another member or two we can go ahead and start role-playing.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 13, 2014, 02:32:25 am

Bump
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on August 13, 2014, 06:29:32 am
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 13, 2014, 11:30:16 am

Of course you're accepted! We can start now, if you guys would like to that is?
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 13, 2014, 11:58:30 am
Sure I would like to start
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 13, 2014, 12:45:17 pm


(http://images.nationalgeographic.com/wpf/media-live/photos/000/005/cache/dingo_514_600x450.jpg)

"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


The sun continued to gleam in the sky as the day was slowly moving on, the land was now filled with light and the heat was starting to increase, although not to unbearable just a regular summers day. However, the clouds far off in the sky had shown a storm would soon be brewing, whether it was later on today or in a few days you couldn't tell but you knew it was coming. Few clouds lined the sky and from time to time would block out the sun, but it was soon revealed again. Animals had begun to wake and the movement throughout the brush had grew - branches of trees would sway and bushes would stir the grass would rustle and water was unsettled but thankfully there was no sign of the humans at this early hour, just the beauty and nature that filled this island. The birds had begun their morning dong and the herbivores begun their graze, predators seemed to be slumbering about waiting for a hunt to hopefully come.

Feeling the rays of heat hitting her back the female wild dog let out a sigh, she had been awake for at least ten minutes but she remained curled up in her sleeping position with her eyes closed - giving herself a small amount of time to wake. Letting out a huff the ginger coloured dog allowed her now light eye lids to lift revealing her beautiful brown coloured eye's to open. The instant brightness of the light caused Sienna to blink several times, almost as if she was allowing her eye's to adjust to the light. With her head still between her paws the medium sized dog rolled onto her side, the cool soil hitting her side causing her to sigh in relief. Sienna begun rolling around a little in the cool mud hoping to cool herself down, she had seen several animals doing this before and wondered if it worked - and thankfully it did. Now slightly cooled off the rusty coloured Dingo rolled back onto her stomach and parted her jaws widely in a yawn, whilst doing this she lazily got to her paws and shook off any of the remaining mud or stones that had gotten mangled in her short fur. Giving her head a brisk shake and leaning forward to stretch her limbs Sienna was now feeling a little more lively then she was earlier. The dog's long tail gently swayed behind her and she allowed her eyes to dart around her surroundings, this was like a routine she would do every time she woke.

Ever since being younger Sienna had left Australia, not once returning and now it seemed to come back and haunt her - it seemed to strange as to why this happened but what did she know? She had been living in America ever since leaving and has already been to Alaska several times. Oh how she loved bouncing around in the snow and mingling with the wildlife, but the town seemed rather deserted apart from a few houses, but even if she ventured near them they would probably blow her head off. Even venturing into the towns in the location she was in now went with great danger, as well as being in the wilderness. Those farmers hated the Dingo and tried everything in their power to wipe them out, but for now they have gone unsuccessful - Dingo's have even had to fight domestic dogs and even humans to try and survive, but the bigger game reserve and prey options seemed to have altered their size and strength a little more. It was like a war between Dingo and man, but as usual the humans had the upper hand with the range of weapons they could use and the numbers they could get which included hunting dogs, but this didn't seem to dampen the Dingo's spirits, they still seemed to strive. Shaking her head and escaping from her day dream Sienna glared around the area she had been sleeping in, everything seemed quiet although movement in the distance caught her attention. What is was could vary, she was now in the great wilderness of America and anything could be lurking - but as she looked deeper she noticed it was a small group of juvenile wolves - however, this didn't seem to bother her.

Shrugging the young pests off Sienna decided it was the right time to set off, whether that be to find food, do more exploring, make more havoc between her and the humans or meet a few 'friends' she didn't know. Letting out a type of low bark the female Dingo set off, white marked paws continuously thudding against the rough terrain as she mad she way through the short grass - her head held high and her tail wagging she travelled at an even pace - it wasn't a run but it wasn't a walk either. Maybe you could call it a light trot. However, even though it seemed very peaceful she still needed to stay on her guard and be careful what she was doing anything could pop out at any time whether that be a hunter or even a predator, or maybe she could stumble into a trap she wouldn't know. A light breeze blew through the Dingo's fur causing a calming feeling to overtake her as she trotted through the forest.
 
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 13, 2014, 09:15:17 pm
 This is DeliLah: (http://i61BannedImageSite/1z2i0xu.jpg)
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on August 14, 2014, 05:14:59 pm
(http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/AusGeo/2013/11/27/13609/Getty_Dingo.jpg)

Sirak
interacting with:
none
"How about I do the hunting, and you do the sitting?"

   As the early sun beat down on the male dingo's back, he took to rolling in mud. One, it would prevent other creatures from detecting his scent, two, it would hopefully block out the sun when he rubbed it around his eyes. He made his way away from the mud pile, but soon it began to stick to his fur. Before the dingo got very far, the heat of the day started to dry the mud, and soon he was crackling and mud was hardening with every step. Growling in disgust, he shook it off and decided to search for a water hole. "Grrah," the orange-tinted canine growled to himself, "this will take ages to get off. And by then I won't be able to hunt.."

    By mid-morning the mud had mostly fallen off due to his movement; something the dingo hadn't counted on. Spotting some smelly plants, he padded over and decided to roll in them. Now, there were green stalks sticking up out of the dry mud, and he was quite the sight. However, there was no scent of dingo near him, so it wouldn't be that much of a wound to his super-high-dingo-ego. Finally, Sirak spotted a watering hole -or as they would say in the Americas, a pond. At the current moment, there was only a quoll lapping at its waters. Since his recent move to America, he'd still seen many Australian species hanging around. Narrowing his eyes, the dingo crouched down. His dark eyes scanned the cat-like creature for any weaknesses, and finally he pounced. Taking the thrashing body in his mouth, he shook back and forth like a domestic dog would a toy. The quoll died with only a few shakes, but he continued for the fun of it.

    When Sirak finished, he took the limp body to the waterside and began to chow down on it. Blood stained his reddish fur, around his mouth, neck, and paws. Once done, the dingo crawled down to the water and rolled around, ridding himself of the plant and mud. Stretching on his side in the shallow water, he soon began to doze off for a nap.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on August 14, 2014, 07:54:58 pm
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 15, 2014, 12:53:13 am
I was searching all over for any prey mouse squirrel rabbit, just anything. But all I could catch were minos from a small stream. I only caught 4 minos, and trust me that's not a lot. When I swallowed them all my stomach was still grumbling. I had walked back to my pack and they saw me empty handed. "So you found nothing." The Alpha was looking at me with nothing in my mouth to feed the pack. "Sadly, yes, but if this is the way things keep going, I don't know if these little ones will survive." She was the only adult female in the pack and I was mentioning the pups I was soon giving birth to. The only other female is the Alpha's daughter, which she is only 1 year and 2 months. "Let's just hope there is any food we can find," then he walked away to his den.
(By the way I don't do long posts like you guys do)
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 15, 2014, 11:56:04 am


(http://images.nationalgeographic.com/wpf/media-live/photos/000/005/cache/dingo_514_600x450.jpg)

"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


As the ginger dog padded across the rough terrain her brown eyes locked upon yet another figure in the distance, narrowing her eyes the female dingo began examining this figure - hoping it would not be a threat at this time in the morning. Extending her neck Sienna tried to make it easier for her to see but the high rising bushes made this difficult, so to make things easier Sien scurried forward and hopped upon a small rock which lifted her a few more inches above the ground. The figure now in a more clear view appeared rather slender and its coat held several white spots and large ears - tilting her head she continued to watch the creature as it moved through the longish grass, constantly lowering its head to graze. It was when the creature came out fully from behind the tree she realised watch it was, it was a common Deer to these parts and something she seen on a daily basis. Despite feeling a little hungry Sienna wasn't looking to hunt such a big meal this early in the morning, it would only drain her more and possibly make a scene which would attract more predators possible - for now she would just hunt something small like a rabbit or something. Deciding to leave the mammal be and turned away leaping off of the rock and continuing on her way once again.

Large paws thudded at the rocks ground as Sienna hurried through the forest, her tail sweeping side to side and her ears remaining perked, many familiar sounds echoing into her ears causing her eyes to shoot in all directions. Small rays of light shone through the canopy of trees giving this slightly dark forest some light. But suddenly the dingo came to a sudden stop, the smell of fresh flowing water caused her to back up slowly and look to her left, tilting her head she noticed a watering hole. Smiling, Sienna turned her focus off of going hunting and decided to go and grab a drink, if she had any chance in keeping her energy up she needed to at least quench her thirst. Trotting down towards the water source Sienna carefully leapt over a fallen log - her paws hitting the ground with a thud. It took seconds for the dog to reach the waters edge. The scent of many different animals wafted into her snout, for a second she stood embracing the smells and trying to get the scents to see which animals had been here obviously there had been the occasional bear, deer, rabbits, mountain lions and the strong scent of wolf lingered around - but also another scent she didn't recognise to good. Narrowing her eyes Sienna began glancing around the area to see if the creature letting off the unknown scent were still around - and sure they were. Her eyes rested upon a canine looking creature laying on its side in the water which looked asleep, another not to far away hidden in the trees - then her eyes widened. These dogs looked just like herself, they were dingos. But for now Sienna was more focused on feeding herself than socialising right now.

Giving her head a brisk shake the female dingo looked down at the water and sighed, lowering herself into a crouching position and lowering her head down towards the water and allowing her tongue to slide out of her narrow jaw - the tip touching the water which was refreshing, Lowering her head a little more Sienna began lapping up the cool liquid, small spirals forming in the water as she continued to drink. Now feeling like her thirst was quenched Sienna lifted her head from the water and shook her head - ridding of the water that was dripping from her chin. Looking towards the two canines once again and nodded her head slightly. Turning around the dog whirled around and quickly whipped back into the brush, her tail continuing to wag. It was nice seeing others of her species but she didn't have time to socialise, surviving more more important right now. Slowly, she headed towards the meadow area where rabbits would more likely hide out making it easier for her to make a hunt.

Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on August 15, 2014, 07:47:51 pm
(http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/AusGeo/2013/11/27/13609/Getty_Dingo.jpg)

Sirak
interacting with:
none so far
"How about I do the hunting, and you do the sitting?"

   The male dingo lifted his head out of the shallow water, body following after he took a look around. Shaking out his red-tinted pelt to rid it of loose water, Sirak began to bound around a small about 10-yard area, for the wind would quickly dry his thin fur. With a snort, the dingo returned to his previous meal's remains and began to gnaw on the bones, sucking out the marrow. Once done, he left the slobber-covered bones in a pile and staggered to his paws.

    "Mm," a heavy exhale. He yawned, then stopped dead when a scent caught his attention. Dingo. He hadn't seen another one since his recent move to the Americas, and if it was a hostile one he'd better be snapped to attention. Tail erect, the dingo stiffly attempted to locate the direction of the scent. However, Sirak was not one who was excellent in tracking, so he quickly dismissed the thought that he'd ever successfully track down where it was coming from. For all he knew, it could be his own scent. Letting the thought of tracking drift from his mind, the dingo stretched and lay by the pond.

    Despite his failure to figure out where the scent was coming from, Sirak was still on alert. His haunches were raised, and his back legs were tense. A leaf blew in the wind, landing on his muzzle. With a yelp and a growl, the male leaped to his paws and darted backward a few steps. Oh, he thought, maybe I was a little too alert. No matter. I can beat anyone. With a smug grin at the thought of winning a thousand battles, and becoming worshipped -ah, that would be amazing. Of course this dingo had high standards. Wagging his tail at the thought, he continued staring into the water. Wait, what was I thinking about?
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 15, 2014, 07:56:36 pm
I was just standing there feeling the kicking of pups in my belly. There was a familiar scent in the air on th rocks, I turned around and saw an Amber tail dash into the forest so I jumped up and followed it smelling it was a female, female dingo. I had followed the female into a meadow, staying downwind from her. I watched her carefully seeing she was looking for something. I could tell the way she looked she was looking for a rabbit. While she was looking I went up to her and said "Hi I saw you looking for a rabbit. I don't smell any dingo on you, so you must be packless. If, if you want I could take you back to my pack and maybe you could join, if my alpha lets you?" She stood there thinking about her answer and I just waited for her.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on August 15, 2014, 08:17:43 pm
[forgot to say] OOC: that's fine maddie! :> no one cares about how long your posts are! keep on roleplaying and you can be even better than the best!
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on August 15, 2014, 09:21:30 pm
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: duna the killer on August 15, 2014, 10:55:55 pm
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 16, 2014, 02:07:34 am
I'm just waiting for Taylor to post.
By the way Dunasuar I like your pics.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 17, 2014, 06:33:09 pm
[I am so sorry about the late response guys, my phone has been messing up and I didn't have a chance to get on a laptop as I was at my dads. But now I should be active also you are accepted floof hop right in!]]


(http://images.nationalgeographic.com/wpf/media-live/photos/000/005/cache/dingo_514_600x450.jpg)

"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


The soft grass from the meadow pressed against the canines pads, the feeling was all most as if she had stepped upon a pillow of some sort. Allowing a smile to grow across her face ever so slightly she began examining the area she had now entered. This was a regular place for Sienna to come and catch and easy meal which would satasfy her and was also a plan for backup if being unsuccessful in her usual hunts. However, this was also a place the humans would come to see if they could catch out an unsuspecting Dingo and hope to catch some kill so she had to be on guard when coming here. That reminded the she dog to take a quick glance around before she bounded straight into the grass land - so with that she began examining her area carefully.

The ginger coloured canid was sat, hidden in the grass of the meadow a bit which was much larger than the actual hunting ground. Peering around the area appeared to be clear and everything also seemed to be quiet, despite a few scents of obvious prey animals being here from what she could see there weren't any here so far. This was a relief to Sienna, she could finally do a peaceful morning hunt without any interruptions with both other predators or those arrogant humans and their dumb witted hunting dogs and no beast the steal her kill. Smiling, she decided it was time to enter into the open and start her hunt nothing was going to do the job for her so she best get a move on.

Lifting from her crouched position Sienna let out a quiet sigh as she weaved her way through the longish grass until entering onto hr lower part of the meadow where the rabbits were bound to be hiding and grazing - this grass went a short way up her legs but was enough for a rabbit to hide. But the scent of a creature quickly closing in then the sound of a soft voice caused her head to come away and what appeared to be a dingo come into sight. Tilting her head she examined this dog and took in a few scents, she surely wasn't the she who she had seen earlier by the watering hole and this one seemed a little more plump - clearly expecting pups. Smiling at the smaller female Sienna nodded her head " Oh, well thank you for the offer but I'm more of a lone wolf" she admitted with a slight shrug to her shoulders, this canine seemed exhausted and if need be she would help her find food.


Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 17, 2014, 08:26:54 pm
As the female finished talking I chuckled and said, "don't you mean lone dingo, anyways we are just looking for any new members of our pack. I didn't mean to stop you from hunting." I left the female alone and walked back. As I was walking I smelled something in the trees. It was a baby deer. I found it's hoofprints and I could tell it was limping. "Good, I always feel bad about killing healthy animals." I started sprinting after it and soon was on its tail. It all happened quickly. I jumped up and bit it's life pumping artery. I picked up the body and carried it back to the territory. The Alpha came out and saw me carrying the deer and yipped to the pack to come out. We each had our share and got rid of the finished corpse. "You has done well, especially for a female about to give birth in a few days." The Alpha came up to me as I was cleaning my face of deer blood. "Thank you sir, and I think these pups will come sooner than you think. I feel them kicking harder and they may even come tomorrow." He looked at me surprised and then walked away to go to the den. For all I know these pups may even come sooner than that.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on August 18, 2014, 09:55:20 pm
(http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/AusGeo/2013/11/27/13609/Getty_Dingo.jpg)

Sirak
interacting with:
Verity : Sherlolly
"How about I do the hunting, and you do the sitting?"

   Stop. What's that? The dingo lifted his head and stiffened his legs. Back fur became stiff. Fluffy ears pricked, he looked toward the other side of the pond and narrowed his eyes. Dingo? That was the scent he'd smelled before. Sirak was eyeing another russet pelt similar to his own. However, it appeared to be a tad more fluffy and thick. He stepped forward and began a steady trot around the pond until he managed to reach his target. The male put on a menacing face until he detected a sweet difference in scent. It was a female. A smirk split his reddish muzzle.

    "Well," he cooed, "hello there. May I ask what a lovely canine like you is doing out here all alone? It would be a shame if something damaged that beautiful pelt of yours."

    The dingo made his way toward her, weaving through the trees with his hips swaying a bit more than they normally would. His tail moved with his body like water until he arrived at her position. He made a quick, flowing semi-circle to move to her other side.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 19, 2014, 12:19:48 am


(http://images.nationalgeographic.com/wpf/media-live/photos/000/005/cache/dingo_514_600x450.jpg)

"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


Standing silently the orange colored dog looked at the younger female as she seemed to comment in what she had said which caused the older canid to shake her head in disagreement "It's an expression...." she spoke raising a brow as she watched the pregnant dog bound off, for a few minutes she continued to look in the direction she had traveled until she was completely gone out of sight. Chuckling quietly to herself Sienna turned around slowly "Her pack shouldn't be sending her out alone to hunt, she's ready to have pups." she mumbled to herself shaking her head and letting out a quiet sigh. Today had been a rather unusual say, usually she would only see predatorial animals along with the many prey animals that live in this wildernesses, but today was different. Earlier she seen two dingos near the watering hole and she had now seen another which offered her a place in her pack? It surprised her that they still traveled in a pack especially with the hunters hot on their tails.

Shrugging her shoulders Sienna decided it would be best for her to shrug the encounters off for now, she had hunting to do and standing moping around wasn't going to get her anywhere fast. Now facing directly into the meadow she stood for a while looking around hoping to catch sight of a wondering rabbit, but sadly they seemed to be hidden  in their burrows. But now with the wind blowing in the opposite direction to where their burrows were located her scent was now traveling away from them so it wouldn't take long for one to think she was gone and pop itself out. With the wind carrying a few near by scents in her direction she crouched down in the longish grass and embraced the scents, a one she recognized most was that of her target. Grinning the brown eyes canine slowly crawled forward towards a scent she had picked up and stopped near by. For a few minutes she sat in the distnlance allowing the rabbit to pop out its head and come into the open.

Now seeing her chance Sienna backed up a little and launched out of the long grass, her light frame allowing her to launch herself over the tall grass with ease, but her paws still hit the ground with some force - since the many things that have happened the dingoa are now the size of an average German shepherd with a similar strength to them and even similar to a Rottweiler's which was a slight advantage when hunting and fighting in their new environment. As the ginger dog hit the ground the Greg furred creature seemed to freeze in panic, its eyes widened as it watched the larger creature bound towards it. Snarling she continued her charge until she was almost right on top of her target making a last attempt the rabbit tried to turn and run but it was to late. Lunging her open jowls forward Sienna latched her jaw's around the rabbits neck, violently she shuck until she heard a sickening crack. When hearing this she stopped and dropped the rabbit carcass to the ground. But as she was about to sit down and have her meal it seemed another rabbit had curiously entered the meadow. Grinning, Sienna crawled back into the long grass without being seen but this time as she leapt out the rabbit ran.

Growling she started a chase, broad paws thudding the ground as she chased after the smaller animal. Tail flowing behind her as she ran through the wind, dodging past trees and leaping over fallen logs the rabbit seemed to crawl under in order to lose the canine - but its efforts failed and she was still hot on its trail. With her last burst of energy she leapt forward, leaping through the air she pushed her paws forward and pressed them onto the rabbits back as she went down. The impact caused yet another sickening crack to sound and the rabbit let out and last squeal until the life was go e from its face and its very body lay still. Looking down at her second kill Sienna smiled, today had been rather successful with her hunting so far, she has caught two rabbits and that was only for breakfast. Grabbing the rabbit by its body she hurried back into the meadow.

Following the scent to where she had recently had been it only took Sienna seconds to return back into the grasslands and luckily her kill was still there. Dropping the carcass in her jaws beside the rabbit she had killed first Sienna lowered herself into a laying position, one carcass positioned between her legs where as the other was by her side. Dipping her head Dow she began ripping into the rabbits side, despite the mass of fur that was in her mouth the sudden taste of blood seemed to take it away, sighing in satisfaction she began quickly wolfing down her first meal. You had to be fast around here it didn't take much for a hungry lion, bear or wolf to come in and snag your kill from you so it was a matter of time - something Sienna wasn't willing to waste.

Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 19, 2014, 12:51:51 am
I was still hungry and I decided to go hunt for a rabbit or something. I traveled a good distance and fond a fine sized pond in a clearing. I was tired from my walk and needed water. 'im not usually this tired. The pups must be coming soon.' As I was drinking I smelled something. I looked up and saw to figures. The figures were familiar. Dingos. I trotted over to them and asked, "hello, sorry to interrupt but I was just wondering if you two would want to join our pack? We need more Dingos to join." Just that moment I felt a pain in my belly (I just want the pups to come). I knew what it was. "Ow, sorry but I have to leave now." I saw the confusion on their faces. I bolted off and found a decent sized den to have the pups. Finally after a long while of pain, two beautiful pups were born

Here are their apps:

Pic: (http://i61BannedImageSite/szfjt5.jpg) (not as a newborn, when they are an older pup).
Name: Ace
Age: newborn
Gender: female
Personality: She is shy and in the future a strong fighter. Loves to play
History: find out later
Mate: too young
Pups: too young
Extra: She has bright sky blue eyes.

Pic: (http://i62BannedImageSite/2cokmkm.jpg) (same as ace).
Name: Blaze
Age: newborn
Gender: male
Personality: if is fun and outgoing. He loves to make new friends. Flirty in the future
History: find out later
Mate: too young
Pups: too young
Extra: he has bright emerald green eyes.

"So beautiful. I'm lucky to have been given these two gifts. I will name this red one Blaze, and this light Amber one Ace." They were hungry and they both started suckling milk. They finally had full little bellies and fell asleep. After awhile I got up and took Ace and Blaze. I finally got back to camp and the alpha came running out with his brother and daughter. He saw me with two new pups, I was also skinnier. "Oh my you had your pups." He looked at the two pups I was carrying. "Yes, I did. I ran into two Dingos and hadn't had any time to ask them if they wanted to join." He looked at them and could tell they were squirming for milk. "DeliLah, you may go back to the den and rest." His daughter took Blaze and we went to the den and I was feeding the pups and had a small mouse myself. Finally I was full and my pups were still feeding and I started taking a long nap.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on August 19, 2014, 01:38:13 am
OOC:
[well, based on my character's personality i'm not so sure that's how it would've worked out ^^; anyway, i was waiting for Sherlolly to reply to my post first, and you did do a little bit of powerplaying/character controlling there]
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 19, 2014, 11:39:04 am
Sorry about the controlling, I just wanted the pups to be born
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on August 19, 2014, 03:01:28 pm
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 19, 2014, 05:01:30 pm
Ok, could I just leave the part where you helped me birth pups and then I leave you two to be. I go back to my pack and it is just me and my two pups? I will modify it all. And if you don't want me to have you do any of that stuff I will modify me just running into you two.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 21, 2014, 12:48:07 pm


(http://images.nationalgeographic.com/wpf/media-live/photos/000/005/cache/dingo_514_600x450.jpg)

"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


It had taken minutes for Sienna to wolf down the two rabbit carcasses, her hunger was now satisfied but it would only be a matter of time until she would once again be hungry, but until then she could just have a wonder around or cause mischief like she always seemed to do. It had only been five minutes or so and she was rather surprised that during hlthe course of her meal time she wasn't disturbed by another predator hoping to steal and easy meal. Running her tongue across her blood stained lips Sienna lifted to her haunches and raised up her front paw - licking it to rid it of blood then doing the same with her other paw. Giving her head a brisk shake the female canine lifted to get paws and looked around the meadow for a split second. Like before everything seemed calm and quiet, few rabbits had now ventured out of their burrows but she had no intentions on hunting for the time being. Taking her attention away from the rodent like creatures Sienna snagged up one of the longer bones of the rabbit carcass.

Using this the chew on she turned and shot off back into the forest at an even pace, her broad paws patting against the ground and her tail swaying to and fro gently - triangular ears fully erect and her eyes surveying the area. As the day had went on more animals seemed to have ventured out into the open, in certain areas small wolf packs would be seen relaxing in the light heat, mountain leapords could be seen in the distance and the odd on resting in a tree, deer herds huddled together grazing on the luscious forest grass and the rodents seemed to hop around - surprisingly you would see the odd kangaroo around here since the joining states so dingoes had an even wider range of food.

Stopping the scent of dingo once again wasted into the females long snout, by the smell of things it was the two she had seen earlier by the river and the pregnant she that she had seen earlier in the meadow. Tilting her head her brows furrowed, it was unusual to see on dingo in a few days never mind seeing three twice in one day. Holding the bone tightly in her jaws Sienna once again leapt over a log and was now near the waters edge. Looking over she realized the male and female were now face to face at the other side of the river and the pregnant she seemed to be bolting off into the distance. Narrowing her eyes Sien dropped the bone by her side and lowered into a crouch position as she lapped at the water. Once done she picked up the bone and headed towards a fallen log that was just up the river bank, leaping onto it she began chewing in the bone.

[[Yes, power playing and controlling others characters will not be tolerated, but thank you for understanding and editing your post Maddie]]
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 24, 2014, 12:22:23 pm
I woke up from my nap and went to get food. I saw the Alpha out there with I small deer. He placed it in the center of camp mad called out to come eat. He ate first then I ate, it was so good. I could tell it was a red deer, one the way it looked, and two it had a much richer taste than normal deer. I was full and went back to feed my own pups.
(Sorry for boring post. I had nothing to do).
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on August 25, 2014, 05:30:17 am
(http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/AusGeo/2013/11/27/13609/Getty_Dingo.jpg)

Sirak
interacting with:
Verity : Sherlolly
"How about I do the hunting, and you do the sitting?"

   The dingo's confident expression still held. His gaze moved, running over the female up and down. My, she was well defined and quite pretty. He inhaled her warm scent, and figured that she was not mate to any male. His eyes locked on hers, unwavering. "Surely you have a mate?" he cooed, voice soothing and practiced, "Dearie, don't leave. I'll protect you from those scaaarry monsters."  Sirak took a step toward the female, tail lowered so as to not to scare her. His head tilted into a 3/4s view, if one was looking head on, and his eyes narrowed. This was the charming look that - "had worked on your mother, Sirak," - his father had taught him.

    Despite his cool, calm tone, Sirak had never actually interacted with a female dingo besides his mother and two more. Most likely due to the decline in dingoes since they began to be hunted. He'd never had much success with either of the dingoes, but he was sure this one was charmed. It was subtle, but he noticed the tug of a smile was on her face.

    A smile graced his own neatly groomed muzzle. There's no harm in trying, right? he always told himself.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 25, 2014, 11:35:48 am
Spottedbears just one thing I modified my post so it isn't role-playing you two
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on August 25, 2014, 03:33:51 pm
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 26, 2014, 02:13:57 am


(http://i60BannedImageSite/120ldua.jpg)
Sienna
"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


The sound of crunches and cracks echoed across the small watering hole as the she dog continued to gnaw on the bone she had previously retrieved from the hunt she had made earlier against the two rabbits. Despite it only being a few minutes Sienna had already, easily devoured half of the bone. This was something the ginger dog enjoyed doing, many would often see her sitting a top a log, rock or near a waters edge chomping down on either a bone or some kind of food. It wasn't rare to see her doing this, nor was it rare to see her wondering around. Sienna was always one to be out causing mischief, eating or hunting something. She was a very, very active canine and many seemed to wonder how she managed to keep on the move for so long, many found it rather weird and unattractive but she liked the way she was. It was better than being a pot bellied pig who couldn't move out of a puddle of mud - the farmers hated her greatly, but what did she care? They were a bunch of jerks anyway's, it would only be a matter of time until she would be in their farm yards/ranches snagging up a few pieces of live stock for an easy meal and of course she couldn't resist to torment them. Chuckling to herself she loosened her jaws from around the bone and gave her head a brisk shake, then returning to comping on the item. It was rather frequent she would often go into day dreams which would sometime's get her into deep trouble, ever since her encounter a few months back she had been on guard a lot more. With her ears erect she remained laying comfortably on her stomach with her tail hanging off the log swaying to and fro and her paws wrapped around the bone to keep it up - ears also erect as she listened out for any sounds.

Sitting quietly by herself Sienna allowed her eyes to brush across the area from now and then, but her maw remained focused on the bone - sharp canines grinding down the white object causing chunks to flake off. Despite being occupied when the scent of the two dingoes from earlier wafted into her snout after lingering around for a few minutes their ginger figures soon came into view, then quiet voices began echoing into her triangular ears. Tearing her focus away from the bone for a few minutes her brown eyes locked upon the two canines across the river. Like earlier when she was here they seemed to be occupied enough with one another to notice anything was going on around them. Tilting her head she watched as the two continued to engage in conversation, totally oblivious to her sitting not to far away. Even though she could hear voices she couldn't make out what to two were talking about exactly, but from the odd words she had caught she realised they were on about packs, family and mates - an interesting conversation she thought to herself with a cackle. Giving her head a light shake she turned her attention onto the rippling water that was located in front of her, watching several dark shadows shoot through the fresh liquid she decided to hunt for the second time today - neither would be anything big, but the small meals seemed to fill you if you had the right amount, which makes it seem like she never stopped eating. Grabbing her bone she leapt off the log and trotted towards the rivers edge.

Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on August 27, 2014, 11:09:04 am
(This is the same as the other post, except I'm not power playing).

I was still hungry and I decided to go hunt for a rabbit or something. I traveled a good distance and fond a fine sized pond in a clearing. I was tired from my walk and needed water. 'im not usually this tired. The pups must be coming soon.' As I was drinking I smelled something. I looked up and saw to figures. The figures were familiar. Dingos. I trotted over to them and asked, "hello, sorry to interrupt but I was just wondering if you two would want to join our pack? We need more Dingos to join." Just that moment I felt a pain in my belly (I just want the pups to come). I knew what it was. "Ow, sorry but I have to leave now." I saw the confusion on their faces. I bolted off and found a decent sized den to have the pups. Finally after a long while of pain, two beautiful pups were born

Here are their apps:

Pic: (http://i61BannedImageSite/szfjt5.jpg) (not as a newborn, when they are an older pup).
Name: Ace
Age: newborn
Gender: female
Personality: She is shy and in the future a strong fighter. Loves to play
History: find out later
Mate: too young
Pups: too young
Extra: She has bright sky blue eyes.

Pic: (http://i62BannedImageSite/2cokmkm.jpg) (same as ace).
Name: Blaze
Age: newborn
Gender: male
Personality: if is fun and outgoing. He loves to make new friends. Flirty in the future
History: find out later
Mate: too young
Pups: too young
Extra: he has bright emerald green eyes.

"So beautiful. I'm lucky to have been given these two gifts. I will name this red one Blaze, and this light Amber one Ace." They were hungry and they both started suckling milk. They finally had full little bellies and fell asleep. After awhile I got up and took Ace and Blaze. I finally got back to camp and the alpha came running out with his brother and daughter. He saw me with two new pups, I was also skinnier. "Oh my you had your pups." He looked at the two pups I was carrying. "Yes, I did. I ran into two Dingos and hadn't had any time to ask them if they wanted to join." He looked at them and could tell they were squirming for milk. "DeliLah, you may go back to the den and rest." His daughter took Blaze and we went to the den and I was feeding the pups and had a small mouse myself. Finally I was full and my pups were still feeding and I started taking a long nap.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on August 29, 2014, 11:28:17 pm

-Bump
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on August 30, 2014, 06:20:27 am
Just waiting for SpottedBears to post :3
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on September 03, 2014, 08:10:37 pm
I don't mean to double post but I really don't want this to die xD
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on September 03, 2014, 09:44:09 pm

Oh that's alright Sherlolly I don't want it to die either, its just a matter of waiting to see whether spottedbears will post, hopefully he does.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on September 03, 2014, 10:02:03 pm
i'm sorry i post late. it takes me a bit to get inspiration/the motivation to actually post. and by the way, i'm a girl c;

(http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/AusGeo/2013/11/27/13609/Getty_Dingo.jpg)

Sirak
interacting with:
Verity : Sherlolly
"How about I do the hunting, and you do the sitting?"

   "Aw, you're no fun. I'm a lone wolf," the dingo woofed in a cooing voice, using a metaphor he'd caught from the speech of American canines, "awooo!" He mocked a howl, tipping his head back and lifting his tail. Movement of a ginger pelt caught in the corner of his eye, but he dismissed it as a fox, perhaps, or a rabbit. He wasn't covering much ground with her. However, Sirak was determined to show off his skills - a true, boastful, idiot. Perhaps, he thought, if he tried, instead of charming her, to talk normally? No, that wouldn't work. Of course not. He needed to be as show-offy as possible. He remembered seeing two bucks fight for a doe, and the winner got her. Maybe if he displayed his masculinity it would charm her? The dingo drifted deep into thought.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on September 06, 2014, 08:09:33 am
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on September 06, 2014, 01:51:51 pm
I was starved so I went to find something to eat close by. The pups were a week old. I found a pond and saw a fish. I swiped my paw at it and took it up on shore. It was dead. I ate it quickly. Then I saw two other Dingos. I trotted over to them. "Why hello there mates. How are you?" They saw the fish blood on my maw. "Sorry bout that." I wiped it off. "I was wondering if you two needed a pack?"
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on September 06, 2014, 03:19:24 pm

[[I am so sorry spottedbears!]]


(http://i60BannedImageSite/120ldua.jpg)
Sienna
"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


With the bone left in her maw Sienna had leapt down from the log she was previously resting on -gnawing the bone- and was now heading down towards the water to get a drink but also bathe. After catching two rabbits and devouring them before any beast could challenge her for them she had seemed to get the whites of her fur covered in blood. Her two front paws seemed to have it on the tops of her paws and obviously some on her pads, as well as small platters nearing the tops of her legs. Blood also seemed to be spotted on the white ish patch on her chest and of course there was blood staining her maw from when she had tucked right in - and now gave her the chance to clean her pelt, something she would do daily and often after a hunt if blood stained her coat, although blood didn't bother her to much. It had only been half an hour or so since she had ate and it wouldn't be much longer until she needed to catch something else - but this time she wanted something bigger or something that would will her. Sure she could go out and snag up three rabbits or catch herself a heap of fish however, catching those often lead to a cougar, wolf or bear coming and stealing it from her - which often got her into trouble as she would stay and fight. Sienna thought about the different things she could hunt around here but then it came to her. She could go out and look for a deer, which would of course fill her or she could head over to the farmers ranch and catch herself a sheet - the reason mainly being to cause mischief, obviously.

Stopping at the waters edge Sienna lowered her head towards the grass patched ground and allowed the large, half chewed bone to drop from her mouth and land heavily onto the grass - her 'chew toy' seemed to roll a little down the slight bank but soon stopped after a role or two. Leaving it she crawled towards the waters edge and lowered herself down into a crouching position - snout near the waters surface as she allowed her pink tongue to slide out, instantly she began lapping at the cool liquid - her eye's were shut as she drank so the dark shadows of fish would be unseen and wouldn't distract her for now. It was when she quenched her thirst that she allowed her eye's to open and her head lifting from the water, the ginger dog gave her head a shake ridding of the water that dripped from her bottom lip. Looking across the lake Sien watched as the two dingoes from earlier remained in their position's and continuing with their conversation - maybe she had gone unnoticed? It didn't bother her though. As she remained watching for a few seconds she noticed the pregnant fae she had encountered earlier who seemed to approach the two - tilting her head she watched for a minute but then shrugged her shoulders. Sure she hadn't interacted or had a proper conversation with her kind for a while but she wasn't one to interrupt and sometimes she came across as rude - so she often kept to herself.

Sighing the she-dog gave her shoulders a brisk shake as she took her attention off of the three and looked down at the blood that stained her paws and a small amount of her chest - then hovering over the water she looked at the blood that stained her face "Messy pup!" she spoke quietly to herself which was quickly followed by a quiet giggle. Giving her head a shake Sienna trotted forward and entered the water. A shiver was sent up her spine as the cold liquid hit her which caused a cooling feeling to over take her. But the coldness didn't bother her in face she enjoyed it, which made swimming here all great. Quickly pushing herself further into the water she was now up to knee height in the water, brushing her paws around, thrashing her muzzle in the water and sinking her chest into the shallows she began cleaning her pelt.

Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: duna the killer on September 07, 2014, 09:11:58 pm
(I am so sorry for not posting DX I had to juggle school, horse riding lessons, other sites and rps, as well as other stuff and I just didn't have time DX)
(http://ts2.mm.bing.net/th?id=HN.607993732433776337&w=142&h=176&c=7&rs=1&pid=1.7)

Inferno crouched behind a Bush. A few meters infront of him, a deer was looking around cautiously in a clearing. At one corner of the clearing, Inferno's sister Marianna, crouched, waiting for the signal. At the other corner, Inferno's younger brother Oliver stood quivering, but silent. The deer was cautious, always looking over it's shoulder. The second it began grazing Inferno leapt at the white tailed deer, barking and howling like crazy. Marianna and Oliver followed, biting it's back and legs. The deer let out a cry, that was soon muffled as Marianna bit it's muzzle. Inferno bit it's throat, and it quickly died. The deer collapsed, and the trio backed up. Inferno let out a long howl, his siblings joining in. Soon they began eating.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on September 07, 2014, 11:29:15 pm
(Off topic. Duna I love, absolutely love your profile pic).
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: duna the killer on September 08, 2014, 07:21:31 pm
Thank you XD))
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on September 11, 2014, 07:01:35 am

[[I will give Spottedbears and Sherlolly a chance to post before I go ahead and post myself. And that is Totally fine Duna I have been rather unactive the past few days due to me preparing for my exams and having to do mass amounts of coursework - however, I am now back and will mostly be posting at night as I am busy throughout the days so responses to others posts may be slow]]
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: duna the killer on September 11, 2014, 09:22:09 pm
(Ok ^^ I will post whenever someone else posts)
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on September 11, 2014, 09:39:06 pm
I walked back home carrying a large fish. I took a nibble of it and placed it in the middle of camp. I went to my den and started suckling my pups. As I was falling asleep when I heard a howl. It was close, but far enough away from my pups. I took them back farther in the den and curled around them. I hoped the wolf, or whatever, didn't bother the pack.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: duna the killer on September 12, 2014, 11:10:53 am
(http://cdn1.arkive.org/media/4B/4B1330AE-BBCE-4727-A511-37EE8C7A5AFE/Presentation.Large/Dingo-sleeping-on-ground.jpg)

Marianna finished eating her share of the deer. Her alpha and older brother, Inferno and her younger brother, Oliver soon finished after. Inferno barked, "Come with me, you two." Marianna and Oliver followed their fiery pelted brother, and soon Oliver stiffened up, "H-Hey.. Inferno? I s-smell another dingo..and her puppies."
"Forget it, Oliver, we gotta go."
"B..But Inferno.. what if they are a threat or something?"
"Little puppies will never be a threat, Oliver." Marianna barked at him. The cowardly young dingo nodded, and joined them ahead. And they kept going until they reached home base, which was a clearing where the three slept and lived.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on September 15, 2014, 09:32:54 pm
[[Again, I'm sorry for not being active. This week has been pretty tough as I am going onto GCSE work and have to attendbafter school sessions, I will try and be active from now on though]]


(http://i60BannedImageSite/120ldua.jpg)
Sienna
"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


Continuing to splash around in the refreshing water Sienna glared down at the many shadows that seemed to dash around in the shallows below, although this was tempting Sien had just eaten and wasn't willing to waste food. Brushing off the temptation Sienna turned to face the two dingoes that were across the wag who still seemed to be engaging in a conversation. Shrugging her attention turned back onto the water, her pelt was now clean and the blood stains had practically vanished, now like always she would prance around like a pup. Jaws parted and her head raised above the water Sienna looked across at the shallows and grinned, her large frame then hopped through the water until she came into a swim. For at least 5 minutes she swam around - her legs kicking at the water as she moved around. Soon enough she lead herself back to the shore.

Now running onto land the ginger canine came to a sudden stop, water dripping from her drenched coat causing the sandy soil beneath her to turn soggy. Standing still Sienna then suddenly began to violently shake her body to and fro, water splattering off of her long fur and onto her surroundings. It didn't take to long for the she-dogs coat to be near enough dry from the shaking and obviously the heat from tbr sun - now she could move out again. Sienna had spent enough time around the lake today and she wasn't willing spending anymore unless need be. The day was getting on and many of the predators would begin lurking at the river side as well as humans on their night hunt - that sending a shiver down her spine. Taking once last glance behind her Sienna snagged up the rabbit bone and headed off.

This time she had headed off in a different direction, not the one she bad came when she had woke nor the one when she had returned from her hunt - this time she had chose a completely different route. Broad white paws padded the ground as she hurried across the land, taking no time in looking behind her instead she just continued forward. .a y u familiar and familiar scents wafted into the dingos snout however this didn't distract her. Tail wagging and the white bone hanging from her maw Siemna hurried on her way.

Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: SL138197 on September 16, 2014, 12:13:04 pm
(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X54f9V_laqs/US7V8lhk55I/AAAAAAAAXVc/YFRuGr-FGCI/s1600/Dingo+3.jpg)

"If women ran the world we wouldn't have wars, just intense negotiations every 28 days."


Name: Hador. (Hay-door)
Age: 9.
Gender: Male.
Mixed: Pure Dingo.


Personality: Quick-thinking, cunning, smart, and caring.
History: Hador was young when he started living on his own, his parents were taken away by the humans, he's been waiting for his next encounter, so that he can get his revenge on the murderer of his parents.  He has not yet found a pack.  
Pack: No, subject to change.


Mate: No, subject to change.
Pup(s): No, subject to change.
Crush: No, subject to change.
Extra: Hador has a nick in his left paw, that forces him to walk funny.  This is one of the major reasons he doesn't have a pack yet, as he is constantly thrown out by the stronger males.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: Spottedbears on September 17, 2014, 08:43:45 pm
(http://d3lp4xedbqa8a5.cloudfront.net/s3/digital-cougar-assets/AusGeo/2013/11/27/13609/Getty_Dingo.jpg)

Sirak
interacting with:
Verity : Sherlolly
"How about I do the hunting, and you do the sitting?"

   Sirak's brown eyes followed her own, to what he thought had just been some sort of fox. A dingo? His lip curled, but he looked back at the"Sirak!" the dingo puffed out his chest; he wore his name proudly, despite not knowing what it meant. With a slight flick of his tail, he turned to peer once more at the dingo in the pond. He ignored it, and tilted his head.


ugh sorry this is so short I have no motivation ;;
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: duna the killer on September 19, 2014, 07:39:24 pm
(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRINcAUO7zxxj-Mx6u99ZGQKsHV9GXYAM1QbBMvJKSSe8ZWE-uo8lTSiU_H)

"Please don't hurt me.."

Interacting with: DeLilah (Maddies character)


Oliver stared after the puppies and mother dingo. Despite his older brothers orders to ignore them, he wanted to see them. Oliver might've been a cowardly male, but when he put he mind on it, he wanted it done. He looked at Inferno. His fiery colored older brother was dozing a few feet away. His sister, Marianna, was nibbling on the carcass of a deer they just hunted. {I will probably not get a chance to investigate that scent again..} Oliver then slipped out, and ran in the direction he smelled the pups. He found a den, and smelled a mother and her pups inside, "Hello? Anyone in there?"
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on September 19, 2014, 08:26:30 pm
I immediately opened my eyes, a male dingo. I stood up and growled at him. "You will leave my pups alone." Then I stopped." Unless you are here to join my pack. I could take you to the Alpha's den." I starred at the male. He didn't seem a aggressive. I hoped it was true.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on September 19, 2014, 08:46:15 pm
[[You are accepted floof, jump right in whenever you would like]]


(http://i60BannedImageSite/120ldua.jpg)
Sienna
"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


Looking around as she travelled everything seemed quiet, sure there was the odd stir in the tree's and a rabbit or two bolting through the grass as well as the few deer herds roaming however, she hadn't seen any cougars today and only managed to spot a small group of young wolves - which was strange. You would usually find those predators wondering around looking for their next kill, or fight - however, today they had been pretty hidden. The humans hadn't been seen in a few days either, were they plotting something? Or maybe setting up a camp out here in the wilderness? Whatever the reason was she would be sure to find out sooner or later besides, it was always at night when the daring she-dog would venture into human territory and frighten their live stock and maybe kill a few but also wind up the dogs that sometimes guarded the area. Being a dingo did have its perks, even if many hated them. The sounds of dogs and gun shots could sometimes be heard from out in the distance, but nothing was close enough to alert the animals of the forest, everything seemed to be rather relaxed lately, however the colder the weather got the less it would help - soon she would need to find a warmer place to sleep and hopefully make a food pile for throughout the winter, although in previous times she had just wondered through the winter and searched for any animals that were wondering the forest, but her favoured food for this time of year was of course the farmers animals.

Shaking her head Sienna wanted to take her mind off of the thought of food and the sweet taste of cattle, she was more focused on finding a place to relax in the last bit of sun they would be getting as winter was quickly approaching. Plants were slowly dying off so deer would surely move lands, rabbits would probably stay underground most of the time and well most predators would wonder into cities or scavenge. Sighing, her broad, white paws continued to beat at the ground as she hurried steadily across the ground, ignoring most things in sight, however, all her other senses were alert - and it was then when the strong scent of dingo wafted into the she's snout - which did cause her to stop and look around for a few seconds. It did get lonely around these parts on your own, but she did like the peace. Seeing as these animals probably had already moved along Sienna gave her shoulders a rough shrug and hurried on her way - tail swaying to and fro behind her as she bobbed along the uneven ground.

Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: IndigoCloud on September 20, 2014, 08:39:46 am
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: duna the killer on September 21, 2014, 02:50:30 pm
(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRINcAUO7zxxj-Mx6u99ZGQKsHV9GXYAM1QbBMvJKSSe8ZWE-uo8lTSiU_H)

"Please don't hurt me.."



Oliver yelped as the female growled at him. "Oh no.. I'm not here to hurt your pups.. I just wanted to see. But I already have a pack. I live with my older brother and sister." Right after he said that a loud howl echoed through the area, "OLIVER!!!"
"Oh.. that's them. I have to go. Bye.." He crept out and turned around. He began to slink towards base camp, when Inferno and Marianna slammed into him. Inferno yelped in surprise, and Marianna growled, "Why'd ya leave? You scared me half to death!"
"
I just went for a walk.." He said quietly.
"Well, you scared me and your sister badly." Inferno said, "Don't wander off. Who knows what's out there."
"Ok.. At least I am not hurt."
"Let's head back to base camp." Marianna said, and the three trotted off. Oliver looked behind him at the den. He couldn't see the mother, but he knew she was there. Maybe he could come back and visit one day.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: jjkkyukie on September 21, 2014, 03:32:38 pm
The male seemed nice. I knew he would come back. But he wasn't harmful at all. I just needed to be alone with my pups.
Title: Re: Dingo| Wild Dog At War (Open & Accepting)
Post by: sparticles on September 21, 2014, 09:52:55 pm


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Sienna
"Don't ever give up perusing what's going to make you feel most alive"


Allowing her wet, pink tongue to run across her dry lips Sienna continued to carelessly trot across the uneven ground; the many sounds of the wilderness filling her ears along with the scents and sights. Nothing seemed interesting today, it was just like an ordinary day; wake up, hunt, drink, mess on, wonder around, hunt again and then back to sleep - only to repeat this routine the next day. It had been a few weeks since something remotely interesting had happened, the humans hadn't been up in a while to hunt their next dingo, or to ruin a pack - they seemed to love doing that. Sure, the dingoes did do wrong by killing of their livestock and sometimes ruining their equipment but, they had to survive one way or another. Food was sure to soon run out in the forest so they would have to feast from cattle anyway's and most of their equipment was put around the wilderness to track down the dingoes - was it bad for them to want privacy from the humans? But it was obvious they would see it differently. All they seen the 'Dingo' as was a cold blooded killer, an annoying creature who would look better stuffed on their living room wall - not a creature with a will to survive. It was quite sad that most thought of dingoes in this way "Nothing but pest's" is what most would harshly say however, that's how humans also came across to the wild, native animals. It was almost like a war between human and beast. It wasn't like the dingo first hated humans, they just tried to survive, then they were labelled pest's, it's the harsh treatment that has driven their bitter behaviour - so it's only themselves to blame.

Shaking her head Sienna allowed yet another sigh to brush past her now moist lips, ears erect and tail wagging - broad, white paws thudding at the earth as she moved swiftly across the closed forest. From the canopies above it was obvious that night was quickly dawning, and soon it would be her dangerous mission to kill a few cattle and annoy a few farmers - something she was actually known for around these parts "Dare, Devil, Dingo" is what they would often call her; which did make her cackle. Many time's she had been faced with death, and she had the scars to prove it, but somehow she managed to pull through. Maybe it was the fighting spirit she held within her, or maybe it was just luck, whatever it was she was surprisingly still alive. The many time's she had been kicked and trampled by cattle, attacked by farm dogs, shot and even snagged on a few things causing her skin to cut - but, amazingly, she was still alive despite all the dangers. And still after all that, they still hadn't managed to catch her? Despite injuries, they must have been even more useless then she thought, but she agreed they gave it a good go - even if their efforts still went a bit faulty here and their, their plan failing like usual. Their dogs, how so smart they were, but stupid at the same time; never really managing to bring her down, however she did have several fights with different one's. Dingoes had grew larger, about the size of a husky, some smaller and larger; this was ever since the whole change in the world. So the size and strength increase only made things a lot harder for the humans.

With those thoughts and memories running through her head Sienna couldn't help but let out a chuckle to herself, despite her life being pretty rough here and there, with many bumps and bruises along the way she wouldn't change it for anything - what was a life without any danger? She just loved living the dangerous life. Sighing with a smile she gave her head a light shake and glanced forward, the soft feeling of grass and the feeling of foliage had soon left her feet as she was greeted by the feeling of stone beneath her soft pads, but grass was soon enough felt again. Coming to a sudden halt the large dingo stood atop a cliff like object which stood hovering over a rock pile, leading onto a field with trees then onto the farmers ranch which caught her attention. Lowering onto her haunches Sienna watched quietly and carefully as cattle swayed in the distance, white coated dogs roaming and lights flicking on and off in the farmers house - a sight she watched for minutes until all went quiet, which would be as night fell and everything around came to a close. Letting out a howl only a dingo would recognise and maybe a few dogs that managed to hear it - echoing around the forest almost to let others know on her plan on invading the farmers lands - like an invitation you could say. Sitting quietly she waited for the right time - at midnight when the people tended to drift off, in ten minutes to be precise.