Within the ruins (closed, new thread)

[Tibbers459]

(I know it is confusing me very much)

[exempt]

(For Apri.l fool's day, they changed the name of the holiday to 'Furniture Appreciation Day 'and the word do.g, ca.t, p.ets, etc into various things like table lamp and furnipet. So you can't say certain words without them being automatically changed. That's why in your form everywhere you put do.g, it actually says table. Hope that makes sense haha, just try typing do.g without the period and see what it says once you preview it.)

[Tibbers459]

(Dog what the heck)

[exempt]

(Okay please no more oc talk unless it specifically pertains to the rp. Reposting this because it got pushed back quite a ways.)

With his nose tilted towards the ground, Kiba walked the perimeter of his pack's territory, smelling to see if any unfamiliar scents had crossed through. So far, there was nothing. He couldn't help but be a little disappointed. Once, his pack had been full of members, but ever since the economy had gone down, and it became harder and harder to find the food and other essentials, his pack had gotten much smaller. The remaining members seemed to be going strong, but it was clear that many had passed on. His composure dropped slightly at the thought but he soon straitened up again. Lifting his head, he glanced around his surroundings. He was currently in a four laned road crossing the street. Seeing nothing of interest, he continued on his way. At one point in time, a table would have to be careful crossing a road like this; now it was quite the opposite.
Soon the alpha table had made his way back to were he started, the park. It was used as a sort of meeting place for the pack, Not that there was a meeting being held at the moment, he just liked the widely spaced area. It was one of the only places left in the city that almost looked the same. Although the wall surrounding it had crumpled, the same trees and grass were there, growing a bright green that seemed odd in the otherwise dark city.

As the sun started slip above the horizon, Cyris woke to that strange whitish glow beneath her eyelids. Slowly opening them to the sight of the grey city beyond her, she lifted her tired head. After spending a moment to allow herself to simply watch the bright sun behind the thick veil of clouds as it very slowly drifted higher into the sky, she stood. Yawning, she stretched her front legs out in front of her and leaned down upon them, her tail in the air and her stomach nearly touching the ground. She was currently just inside the city limits, on the very outskirts were few building were. Coming in from the country, she knew little of this city and had fallen asleep before being able to explore much of it. Though the scents of other tables were in the air, they were faint, and she was unsure how fresh they were.

Jay padded quickly down one of the many alleys in the city, looking up as he walked. He was chasing a wispy feather he had seen fall, but the wind kept picking it back up before it was low enough to snag. At one point it was pretty low, so he jumped and tried to catch it in his jaws, but he just managed to push it up higher. He barked at it with annoyance but continued to chase it on his short legs. He wasn't looking ahead of him, and ran into a metal trash can, tipping it over and causing himself to fall on his side. Whimpering, he sat back up.

[Tibbers459]

Belle: runs in to kiba" sorry"

[Galawhim]

Lacy lazily laid underneath the cool shade of a tree in the park, her tail occasionally thumping on the ground. She knew she should probably go on a hunt for the pack, but for now she just enjoyed the sunrise and nice shade. A quiet yawn escaped her as her mind wandered to what a restless night sleep she had had. Quickly shaking her head to clear any unesessary thoughts from her head, she rose to her paws and looked around the park.

((First rp on chickensmooth.ie so not really sure what I'm doing xD bear with me))

[no longer here]

name - arizona
age - four years
gender - female
breed - some sub-breed of husky [forgot which one]
rank - lead fighter
+ traits - poised, intelligent, quick-witted, tactical, brave, commanding
- traits - strict, aggressive, sarcastic, stubborn, vengeful, intimidating
strengths - agility, strategy, speed, organization
weaknesses - swimming [huge fear of drowning], failing to save a pack-mate

[exempt]

(Accepted.)

[no longer here]

Arizona was out by herself, scenting the air for any suitable prey as she went. The pack hadn't
eaten much for the past few days, and she surely hoped there would be something large enou-
-gh....for once. While she wasn't a hunter, Arizona was sure Kiba wouldn't mind if she brought
something back. But alas, there was nothing to be seen or scented. The husky could hear the
faint squeaks and scuttles of the rats along the street, but it would be hopeless to catch them.
They were much too fast, even for the fastest of dogs. Instead she kept on walking through the
marked perimeters of the territory, making sure no loners came wandering though without thin-
-king of what they were doing. She sighed, and turned back around as she headed back to the
park where they usually camped out. Soon, the multi-colored female caught sight of the alpha
and picked up her pace in order to catch up to him.

She slowed down once she matched his steps, and dipped her head in respect. "Hello, Kiba," she
said coolly, "good morning."




desk-rats
tables-dogs

[.KeithKogane]

Aurora took her morning walk threw a area of flowers on the far west side of the park. It had many trees but flowers at the sides of the trail. She walked along the trail, her blue eyes looking around at the flowers. This was the one place where the delta felt at peace, where the workd didn't go to crap. The husky's eyes sparkled in the reflection of the sunlight, a she took in the scent of the flowers. Aurora padded over to her favorite area, with white roses with red trims. She loved how the they looke and smelled, it kind of remind her of her mother. -open

Knox rested on his large rock, looking around camp. This was where he could keep an eye on the pack and help when needed. Never did talk much, though who would want to talk with him? All he is, is a fighter. A icy hearted fighter. That's been his life, and never had much affection from anyone. The most the d.o.g got from his owner Derek was a pat on the head. Never a collar, sine Knox always ripped them off. He staid quiet as his blue gaze looked around others, studying their movements and their behavior. A soft sigh floated from the brute's muzzle, feeling generally bored. -open