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Male // Dogo Argentino // Location; The park // Tags; Osha
The snoring brute was soon awoken by the scent of a mouse- Finally, something to eat. He didn't beg for food from humans, in fact- They ran away from him, although he didn't mean any harm, but he sure had the looks to look like he was about to harm someone. Roscoe lazily got up from his slumber, letting out a snort, stretching, then jumping off the abandoned car roof he'd been sleeping on. Once he was off of the rusty car roof, he shook the dirt and debris off of his fur and bent his head down to sniff the ground. Mouse scent? Yes, indeed a mouse scent. And with that, the large dog had took off after the scent, soon picking up a piece of sheet metal in his jaws, holding in a yelp as the sharp metal cut his gums, but he didn't pay much attention to that as a family of mice soon looked up in fear as their shelter had been taken off of them. Roscoe quickly put his paws on two of them, squishing them and soon killing them, a fat male and a skinny female.. Yum? Well, at least it was food. The dog ate them quickly before anyone could take his kill, then he began to head over to the park, only to see a dog with a weirdly shaped nose, who was she? She certainly looked familiar, her name was on the tip of his tongue.. Ah, Osha!
The brute walked closer to her, "Good morning, Osha, how's your morning going so far?" Roscoe greeted then asked, panting, his tongue lolling in and out of his mouth. That Osha was sure pretty, and Roscoe was drawn to her nose shape, it was just so unusual and Unique.
A s p e n
Female // Black Labrador // Location; Street // Tags; Open.
Food. Food was on her mind. Aspen padded the streets, her beautiful jet black coat hitting the sunlight perfectly, The female soon stopped, laughing at a dog who had his head stuck in a bag, " Bud, you can easily get that off with your paws, ya' know. " She chuckled, sitting in front of the dog. Damn, how do you even get stuck in a chip bag, he must be new on the streets. Aspen thought to herself, still laughing at the dog.
D a s a n i
Male // Alaskan noble companion dog // Location; In front of the Butcher shop // Tags; Charley?
The male woke up from his slumber, it was morning already and he was only gotten two hours of sleep, as always. But, he'd rather be sleep deprived and not hungry than starving and well rested. He stretched and yawned, waiting for his breakfast, his tail wagging as Tim, the butcher shop owner opened the door, pet Dasani and gave him a large cow rib, Yum. Dasani rubbed up against Tim, barking at him in thanks for the meat. The male couldn't eat this all himself, he wanted to share with somebody, but who? He saw a rough collie that looked like she was looking for food, " Hi! Wanna come share this with me?" He barked at Charley, smiling hoping she'd be open with sharing a cow rib with him, he just didn't want to waste his food.
