Friend or Foe (Stray dog RP) ACCEPTING

[TheOldPlays.The.Oboe]

Calypso

"Blindness is brightness."-Calypso

Calypso sighed and curled up, shrugging a crumb from the box off her back. She rolled over. She rolled over, and closed her eyes. It made no difference, she could leave them open. "That would be wierd.." she thought.

[;imagination.]

((Nevermind, I read it all c; ))

Xavier paused. "I will try my best not to be discomforting, Riley." He muttered, he sat in front of the box instead and lay down on his belly. His head stayed up, and his ears twitched at every sound. Every noun and again he would rise, hearing what would be humans talking. Once it passed he lay back down. His duty was to protect whoever took him in. That includes this group and James. But James and the others died.

[rose11000000]

The formName:Kiba(http://www.k9stud.com/images/www.WolfHu ... 321355.jpg)
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Age:5 months
Appearance:cute wolf mix with husky
Breed:husky wolf mix
Personality:playfl energenic
History:growls
Reason on street:i was chased away
Allience: (Can be none)
Friends:none
Other

[Day Of Silence]

name: Road
Age: 3
Appearance: He's a sleek black and white Border Collie, white muzzle and stripe on his forehead along with white underbelly and tail tip, the rest of him is black. His fur is pretty long and thick. His eyes are a golden brown. He's got a bit of a lab look to him.
Breed: Border Collie
Personality: Road is pretty good towards humans, although he never forgets something's they did to him. he's not the best with other dog's but tries.
History: Both of his parents were elegant show dogs. He was a show dog himself, in small shows that is. when his owner found he wouldn't work for higher shows, he was replaced by a higher bred Border Collie.
Reason on street: Replaced by another dog.
Allience: None so far
Friends: None so far
Other: He still wears a collar, although nothing is on it.

[walk.]

(All accepted)

[walk.]

Riley watched Calypso. She was her friend now and nothing would split them up. She fell into a deep sleep and dreamt about that day when the army had burnt down her house and arrested her owners. She awoke with a start and shook her head. Padding outside and sitting on the edge of the side walk and looked up to the stary sky. She sighed and turned to look at Blut and Xavier and blushed. They were both actually friendly dogs, especially Blut. She muttered their names and sighed.

[kay.]

Name: Milestone (Or Miles)
Age: 3 Years
Appearance:

Breed: Greyhound
Personality: Miles is an energetic brute that loves to run and play. He isn't a fighting dog, but will protect friends and family with his life.
History: Miles's owner loved him since he was a puppy. His owner, well... was a human pup. There was these larger humans that was his owner's parents. He hated them because they were always telling him off. One day they started packing up their things, and then the next day moving away without him. They have left his things and a food bowl full of food, and a water bowl with alot of water. But after 5 days, it all was eaten. Miles escaped into the back garden which the past owners left open for him, and he jumped over the fence into the front yard. It was easy from then as in the front yard there is only a low brick fence which he could easily jump over.
Reason on street: Owner's abanoned him. ((Look at history.))
Allience: None
Friends: None yet
Other: Nope.

((I'm going to add another dog later.))

[walk.]

((Accepted and thanks for joining!))

[walk.]

The form
Name: Finnick
Age: 4
Appearance:
Breed: greyhound
Personality: He is very skilled and fast, can catch the most amazing food but you have to earn his trust. Known as the top street dog for his skills and cunning
History: Finnick lived with his owners who were illeagal fishers and they were arrested, leaving him by the lake. Eventually FInnick escaped and now lives on the streets.
Reason on street: Abandoned
Allience: I work alone
Friends: Well I know Miles from around but none really.
Other: I wear a leather cord with a trident pendant around my neck.

[;imagination.]

Xavier was still wide awake, still not cleaning his wound. It would get infected if it wasn't cleaned, but Xavier knew nothing about that. He blinked when he saw Riley, but kept quiet. He knew that, for some reason, Xavier wasn't her favorite type of dog. He shrugged, or wiggled, it off, and stretched his sore legs. He had been getting up and laying down all night log, with no sleep.