The Broken Fence | Inactive Roleplay

[greenart6]

Belena


Belena watched Beth as she picked up the eggs with a small glare. When she was finished, she turned her head towards the cornfield. "Let's get in the cornfield where everybody else is. It will hopefully be safer there." Clutching her eggs as she pressed her wings against her side, the chicken started to strut into the cornfield, deciding not to run unless absolutely necessary.


Dixie


The terrier sprinted out into the cornfield, her body hidden under the stalks of corn that were still standing. Dixie struggled, trying to dodge hooves and paws around her.

-sorry for shortness again-

[Jackkdaw]

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   Patiently, Canton sat near the exit tunnel of his borrowed den, ears craned forward while he observed the dying storm outside. "Won't be long now 'fore we can we can finally stuff our bellies," The coydog murmured with a hungry smirk. It didn't take long until his impatience drove him stir crazy, though, and he soon decided it was safe enough to venture outside. Charlie flinched in surprise, but quickly flapped after him, nearly spiraling away once his wings carried him outside and caught the still harsh wind. Canton quickly turned his head and gently snapped his jaws down on the raven's tailfeathers in time to keep the bird from being blown away. "Easy there, featherbrain. I wouldn't try flyin' right away if I were you- 'less you wanna get blown from here 'ta New York, The canine laughed as he set his friend on the ground safely. "Yeah, yeah- thank 'ya," Charlie mumbled, flattening his rustled feathers and clambering onto Canton's back. The golden coydog snickered and hopped into a joyful trot, mind set on the feast of the unfortunate deceased that surely waited for him at the destroyed farm.

       As the duo wandered through the windy woods, a faint sound made Canton's ears swivel. Eyes raking the distant beings that wandered the cornfield ahead, his attention was drawn to a closer rustling noise. All questions were flushed away as a small raccoon trotted out into the open, drawing a smirk to the coydog's maw. "You headin' down for the feast, too, stripes?" He snickered, seeing a potential ally in the cunning little creature.

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Kicking back into a canter, a feminine voice made Seir's ears perk, and he twisted his head to the side to find it came from none other than the dappled mare. Immediately, her words flooded the colt with embarrassment, and he splayed his ears before flashing an awkward smile as he centered along side her. "Fall? Pfff,  what fall? Oh, that! Heh I totally planned that!" The mixbreed exclaimed unconvincingly, arching his neck. "Hey- why's everyone runnin' for the cornfield, anyway? Is it really that much safer than the farm?" Seir quickly asked in obvious confusion, shooting a wide eyed gaze over his shoulder at the nearly demolished barn behind them.

(Short, sorreh Dx on meh phone)

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[XxDubstepxX]

Rojo

Rojo's ears perked up largely as he heard a voice. The raccoon turned his head to see what looked like a coyote or a dog... he wasn't sure. The raccoon's fur stood slightly on end for the fact that he stood in front of an animal that could easily kill him. However, Rojo calmed down a little as he asked if he was there for the scraps as well."I am. There's bound to be some good leftovers as the pets runaway." Rojo said, narrowing his eyes slightly as he noticed the bird with the canine."I'm guessing you two are hoping for some scraps as well?"
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[Jackkdaw]

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 Canton lowered a brow and smirked, tilting his head to the side as he listened to the smaller creature, which was obviously startled at first. "That was just our plan. Great minds think alike, Stripey." The coydog snickered, ignoring the still heavy wind that rustled his dense golden brown fur. Charlie clung tightly to the canine's back to avoid being blown away again. Canton didn't seem to notice or care, his attention focused on the ring tailed creature as it spoke once again. "Oh we ain't hoping . We know for sure we'll find some good eats down there. With a storm that big, there's gonna be lots'a casualties. Best we get to 'em 'for them damn buzzards do, I figure." The canine exclaimed with another casual chuckle as he flopped down to his haunches to scratch an itch on his neck. "Well, you wanna tag along, Stripes? I figure we can get a better payoff with more heads down there scoutin' the wreckage." Canton questioned, hopping back to his paws and half turning towards the damaged farm, but pausing to wait for the raccon's answer. "What's' yer name, anyway, boy?"

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As he galloped alongside the dappled mare, Seir stumbled a bit as his long forelock was blown into his eyes, making him toss his head to shake the mane from his face. In the process, he veered off course for a second, but once his line of sight was restored, he quickly darted back over to the mare, slowing as she did and flashing a cheesy smile. "Actor? Y-yeah! Sure am!" The colt exclaimed with an awkward snort. The smirk, however, soon flushed from his muzzle as the mare answered his question. "The city!? That's ridiculous. Who ever heard of animals running around in one of those! The forest sounds sooo much better. When you think about it, it's not thaaaat much different from the farm. I mean, there's plenty of grazing spots, and water! Just no people, that's all! Hey, which one are you goin' to? Seir rambled mindlessly almost without even taking a breath, slowing his stride to match thatof the older horse's.



(Short again. On my phone. Again.

[XxDubstepxX]

Rojo

Rojo watch the canine carefully, as well as his friend. The raccoon got up on to his hind legs for a second and looked at the tornado, it seemed to be dying down a little, but it would be a while before it would be safe to go scavenge. Then as he when he was back on all fours, Rojo's ears directed to the canine's voice as he asked if he wanted to tag along with them."That sounds pretty good. We'll get more scraps that way, and you look like you could rive off those stupid buzzards that come." Rojo said calmly, also gesturing the buzzard part to the canine. "And the name's Rojo. But call me whatever you want as long as I respond. [color] Rojo said with a small snicker as he looked at the odd pair. "And what're your two's names?"

[greenart6]

@Everyone: When would you all like me to have the tornado completely die off? Or should I have it go a while longer?

[Jackkdaw]

[[Hmm, seems to me like it's dyin' down a bit. I'd give it a couple more posts before havin' it disappear, but that's just me. S'up to you, love. c:

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Canton tipped his head to the side and nodded at the smaller animal, glancing briefly over his shoulder at the raven perched upon his back. "Hehheh, welcome to the team, then, compadre." The coydog snickered with a dip of his head. Charlie gave his ebony feathers a ruffle and sat up, still clinging onto Canton's fur with his talons. "Right. Name's Canton, and this here is my pal Charlie." He murmured, gesturing to the raven with a quick motion of his head. "Nice to meetcha'." Squaked the raven, eyeing the raccoon up and down in curiosity. "Say, you some kinda' bandit 'er somethin'? What's with the mask?" Charlie questioned, narrowing his beady eyes at the raccoon's face marking. Canton blew a huff, then a sarcastic chuckle. "That's 'is fur, you featherbrain." The canine rolled his eyes and sat down, looking back over at the 'coon. "You'll have to forgive him, 'e ain't the sharpest tool in the shed," He snickered, once again raising a hind paw to lightly scratch at his side. Returning his hind leg to its normal position, Canton shook his head. "Anyway, won't be long now. Make 'yerself at home, there, stripes." He added, casually sprawling out onto his belly and fixing his blue eyes upon the scene before them- watching the tornado's dying moments continue to rip apart the barn and ranch house.

[Wyldercat]

This post is pretty sad, and it's got some mild description in it, so I'm puttin' it in a spoiler.

Zucca flopped down on the carpet of the abandoned shed. "Finally some shelter from this blasted storm. I feel like my legs are about to fall off." She whined as she licked at a torn paw-pad. "Yeah... should be... almost over." Marsh groaned as he lowered himself onto the soft manmade floor. "Marsh... are you ok? You..." Zucca broke off as she noticed the gash on his neck. Walking over to him, she whimpered. "Marsh... what happened?" "Block of... wood... came flyin'... before we walked in..." Zucca pressed her blocky white paws to his wound, feeling the blood hot against her skin. The grizzled mongrel turned his head weakly to look at his mate. "Zucca... 's no use. This... wound... this wound'll be the end... of me. I love you... Zucca... re-remember that... always-" His voice trailed off as he fell motionless. Zucca had opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find words. All she could manage was a howl of dismay, accompanied by a chorus of whining. She buried her face into his blood-stained pelt, feeling the heat slowly fade as she drifted off to sleep.

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