a game of cat and mouse. open.

[gizmo,]

{{ @giz; well... not entirly. i was considering either everyone posts their characters doing their own thing but that always makes the roleplay die quicker. im still working on an idea of drama to begin, ya know?

i decided against starting off the roleplay with a crush. its more fun to roleplay a blossoming crush than an already present one, well for me anyways. }}

|| that makes sense. i was just excited, is all xD
as for needing drama, you know i'm good at that. i can help, if you want it c: ||

[eiznek]

i'm not like all the rest

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ahhh, aspen. a beautiful face, is she not? elegant, graceful, swagger. everything about this mutt is pure beauty. nothing about her is artificial. is she pure bred, you may ask? bred for showing and trophies? no my friends. aspen is, no other, than a mutt. born on the streets, her mother a malamute, her father a german shepherd. taught how to survive on the streets and to care for herself. to eat whatever you find, even if it means digging through the nearest trash can. taught how to fight for what is yours, and man can this dog fight. skilled in the art of the survival, aspen's had an easy life on the streets, though it hasn't always been that way. when aspen was just old enough to wander off on her own, her parents were taken away by the pound. torn away from her, aspen seemed to be swallowed in a cloud of despair and confusion. it took her weeks to get a grip. she struggled to keep herself fed, and she hardly got any sleep at night as she shook with fear, her eyes peeled for any other stray dogs who would want to chase her out, or hurt her. slowly she learned the way of the alleys, and a wall of confidence sheltered her soft underside, stopping any of her childish fears to creep out and haunt her. another way to survive, she learned, was to flirt. her beauty got her what she wanted. a swift lick on the cheek or a tail down the spine had them tripping head over heels for her. it wasn't a fair go, but this way survival, wasn't it? you don't eat, you die. the simple rules of the streets. never had aspen thought of becoming a member of a pack. she had always thought of herself as a strong individual. independent is a good word to describe her. she will fight for whats hers and what she believes in. she knows her rights and wrongs and is able to set herself on the right path. aspen is very intelligent and level-headed. given the privilege to join a pack, aspen hesitated upon. all her life she relied on herself, though she didn't know if she could rely on others to get things done. to gain her trust is huge. she joined, of course for a life on the streets with no companions is a lonely life style. joining the group of dogs she walks with now leveled her out, toned down her wild youth. no longer does she flirt for what she wants. more then ever now does she rely and depend on the canines with whom she stands with. wip . . .

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i'm not like all the rest

hero's duty, or hero as they call him, has a mixed history. he was once owned by the police agency, used as a police dog. he was given the name's hero's duty because of his nobility willingness to give his life for the "scene of the crime". he was one of their best dogs and they usually used him for their most advanced cases involving certain fighting and contact within the criminals. his experience in the police agency built up his perseverance and character. honorable, they called him. brave. loyal. noble. his career ended when his handler was killed in a shootout. horrified, hero ran. a coward, you might call him? no. hero is no coward my friend. he began to live on the streets as a stray. that is until he joined the pack, as they call it. they observed his experience in fighting and he earned the rank "fighter". wip . . .

[indefinite,]

{{ @bleu; accepted c: }}

[Guest]

[ rigby and alaska's forms are completed. i do understand that rigby's is somewhat lacking, but i do need to get to sleep soon. ]

[small town.]

{carson's forum is completely finished! c:}

[indefinite,]

bump~

[apathy,]

[carrie dee.]

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meet bentley. born and raised in queens, this brute has used his strength to help him become one of the best fighters the pack has seen. cruel and self-centered are two words that cannot describe him; gentle and loving fit the bill just right, if you ask me. it's hard to believe that he's three years old. his friendly disposition makes him seem younger than his years. the pack taught him to protect those he loves by facing danger head on and to never be held down by hatred or fear. love is important when you're a guy like him - the only dog who's caught his attention is a secret.

{ links to colfax and dixie. }
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[apathy,]

{ breed ;; welsh springer spaniel - so i remember.

[indefinite,]

{{ @rire; ohmygoodness. i love german shorthair pointers <3 bandit's accepted. once you get up your female and diem gets up her dogs we can begin c: }}