[The Warehouse]:: Fight Dog RP ::

[Howl at the Moon]

(Sorry about not posting for a bit)

Avalanche gathered his winnings, a rabbit and a crow, and picked up his other winnings from other fights. He trotted back to the alley where he lived. Curling up, Avalanche flopped onto his stomach with a sigh. It was a long night, but he had prey. And to him, that was all that mattered.

[Jackkdaw]

The Judge, meanwhile, had begun preparing round 4.
Manasa lay on his stomach facing the open side of his abandoned box car home. Though he had fallen asleep earlier, he had recently woken up, his piercing yellow eyes scanning the rolling hills just in front of him. Tyson was fast asleep on his back, snoring. The yearling's paw twitched every now and then, obvious indicators that he was dreaming. The boxer suddenly rolled over unconsciously to where his foreleg was resting on Manasa's neck. The coydog scrunched his muzzle. "Get off me..." He growled softly, shoving the heavily sleeping boxer over with his forepaw.

[duna the killer]

Dakota woke up, to find himself in the garbage bin. Spirit must of dragged him in here when he had fallen asleep.  He stretched and walked outside. It was still dark. He could suddenly here distant barks and howls of the fightdogs. Probably round 4. Dakota slowly went back into the garbage bin, and snuggled up next to his two siblings. He was soon asleep again.

[sparticles]

((Sorry I haven't posted..))


Inca padded down the street alone her figure becoming visable as she trotted under the street lamps, her tail wagging as she blew a huff from her mouth. The youngsters head bobbed up and down as she trudged down the street a sligh smile across her face as she turned to look at few humans walking down the side walk, and few cars on the roads. A sigh escaped her maw as she trotted past many alleys, her eyes drooping slightly as she began to grow tired. Sneaking down a small alley she came to a cardboard box and decided it would do, yawning she crawled in and curled up in a small ball drifting into a light sleep.


Torreto heard barks and howls he assumed were coming from the warehouse as the next fight continued, letting out a sigh the sound of rustling caught his attention and his head whipped around to see a small feline jumping at a trash can. Smirking he crawled out from the toppled over can and padded towards the cat letting out a snarl. The cat froze for a moment then hissed and lunged it paw forward causing him to bark and the cat sped off; thinking of nothing better to do he decided to chase the cat down the street. Many barks escaped his maw as the cat shriek. The two continued to bound donw the street.


Katier had grown bored of the fight and decided it was time to leave, whipping around she began to push through the crowd snarling at others as they didn't move "Move mutt!" She snapped at a great dane who stood like a dope looking at her. "Well excuse me would have been a nicer approach!" He snapped moving to the side and allowing her to pass "It would have been, but decided not to say it and thanks.." She muttered rolling her eyes and exiting the building her tail wagging and she squeezed through the narrow gap and came onto the streets. The brindle canine began padding down the streets.

[Jackkdaw]

The early dawn sun began to creep up over the horizon. By then, the dogs had all left the Warehouse as usual.
    Manasa lay peacefully dozing at the edge of his boxcar, enjoying the warm morning rays of light the rising sun had cast on his fur. Tyson had already been awake, sitting on the edge and staring at the orange sunrise. The Coydog's snoring turned his attention over. Perking his ears, the boxer tilted his head at his sleeping friend. Hmm. He said he's fighting today. Might as well help him train. Tyson thought to himself with a smirk. Getting to his paws, he crouched down and slowly crept towards the sleeping hybrid. With a bark, he leaped, landing square on the coydog's side and instantly grabbing hold of his scruff.
  Manasa woke with a start as Tyson pulled his head back. "What the hell are you doing!?" He barked, ducking his head and squirming out from under the boxer. "Well since you're gonna be in one of the fights tonight, I thought I'd help you train." Tyson responded, hopping into a play bow before lunging himself back at Manasa. The coydog growled and sprang to the right to avoid the boxer's lunge. "Not while I'm sleeping!" He protested, wheeling around  face the playful canine. "You're not gonna win unless ya get some practice, Nasa!" Tyson replied with a yip, tail wagging furiously. Manasa raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Alright. You asked for it." He said with a cocky smirk, rolling his shoulders before springing at the yearling.

[duna the killer]

Once dawn approached, Dakota sleepily opened his eyes. He stood up and stretched again. Dakota trotted outside, and looked at the sky. The pink was being replaced by blue. Dakota walked over to the garbage bin where they stored food. Dakota approached the tipped over garbage can, and started to devour a sparrow.

[Jackkdaw]

Manasa tackled the boxer, playing along with the 'training' thing he had brought up. The two tussled inside the boxcar until Manasa found himself sitting on top of Tyson, who scrambled to try and get out from under the Coydog to no avail. "Heh, ya give?" Manasa barked, smirking slyly down at the pinned boxer under his haunches. "Yeah, okay, okay! You win." Tyson barked, giggling a bit. Manasa raised his eyebrows with a cocky smirk. "That's what I thought." Getting to his paws, he let the boxer up, chuckling. "I'm so ready for tonight." Manasa convinced himself, flattening his ears smoothly.

[sparticles]

Katier found a small place to sleep in an alley, not very sheltered but pretty cosy having an old pillow beside the dumpster. It didn't take long for her to fall into a lightly sleep. And soon enough day had came and the sun pierced her eyes causing her to wake with a snarl, yawning she lifted to her paws and padded out from the small square. Shaking she padded to the top of the alley and watched the streets.


Inca heard the screeching of car tyres then the beep of a horn, her head darted up and thudded against the top of the box. The female rottie mutter some inaudable words and crawled out the box then shaking her head "Damn cars.." She muttered with a huff, but sure enough she turned into her normal happy self and padded out the alley and down the street.


Torreto grew tired of chasing the cat and a sigh of relief escaped his maw when it jumped over a wall, chuckling he whipped around and headed back towards the can. Once trotting down the alley he crawled into the silver shelter and drifted off again. Once the sun had rose the scents of car fumes wafted into his nostrils and the screeching of car tyres and beeping of horns pierced his ears causing him to snarl slightly. Opening his eyes he remained in the can for a while giving himself a chance to fully wake.

[Jackkdaw]

"Well," Manasa said through a yawn. "I'm gonna go into town and scavenge for a few things to eat." He said, shaking his head. Tyson cocked his head at his friend. "But, we've already got a bunch of food?" He murmured, motioning to the decent sized pile of prey in the corner of the box car. Manasa rolled his eyes. "That's for betting. Duh. If you're really hungry, you can have one of the chicnkens we won last night." The hybrid shoved one of the mutilated chicken corpses towards the young boxer and leaped out of the boxcar. "Uh. Okay." Tyson whined, sitting down and watching as Manasa dashed through the tall, dry grass towards the nearby town.

[sparticles]

Torreto had begun to get bored and he decided he would cause a little trouble out on the streets, he hadn't done it for a while and well the last time he did he had a hell load of fun. Smirking he padded down the street heading towards the junk yard his tail flicking as he drew nearer his destination, the doberman the guarded it hated him and he hated that brute. "Hey bone breath, back off away from the junkyard!" He snarled looking at Torreto but he just smiled. Taking a run up the black patched akita ran towards the gates and leapt up clearing to gate, his paws pushing against it urging him over. "What're you doing? Get out!" The doberman named Killer barked as he padded towards Torreto "Hey, I found the rest of your tail!" He smirked picking up a stick that seemed almost black, his tail wagging in amusement to his joke, seeing rage filling the dobermans eyes. "That's it! I'm not standing for any of your crap anymore!" The black&tan dog grunted loping towards the akitaletting out a bark he whipped around and lunged through the junk yard his tongue lolled out his maw as he continued to run.


Katier looked across the to junkyard after hearing muttering voices and barks spotting and akita being chased by the doberman after pulling two amusing stunts. Smiling she decided she should cause a little trouble to pass time, walking past a small food stall she popped her head in the basket of meat and snatched some up. "Hey!" A deep voice shouted causing her to look and spot the human, smirking she ran and the human chased her as the brindle canine bounded down the street. Humans screaming then leaping out theway as the ran without thought. "Get back here mutt!" The human whaled as he puffed and panted continuing to chase her, a familiar scent wafted through her nose and she realized it was the coy dog, looking down towards the field she could see his small figure heading into town.


Inca watched as canines began running around and going crazy; being chased by other dogs and some being chased by humans. Her eyes lit up in amusement and her tail wagged as she leapt to her paws barking. Then stopping and plopping back onto her rump as they ran out of sight, her eyes paced the streets as some humans passed her and petted her, and some just giving her looks of disgust.