{ Lol thanks. Anyone can role play with Lincoln. He's just being lazy and all. }
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Lincoln walked around looking for nothing in particular. He was just amusing himself with the sights and sounds of everything that he passed or was around in the vicinity. The shiba inu glanced at the people that he passed and often wagged his tail, however, there wasn't a single chance of him running over to one and demanding to be pet. That was out of the question and far from who he was. Lincoln eventually found himself in the nearby park and walked over to the shade of a tree to lay down and keep shielded from the sun's rays.
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Anka padded along the warmed concrete of the sidewalk until it led her to an alleyway. The smell of food entered her black nose as her eyes locked onto a trash can owned by a restaurant that apparently didn't have much sense to keep the lid of the garbage closed. The shepherd mix made her way over to the surplus of food awaiting for her but stopped at the sight of fur beside it. She tilted her head slightly and cautiously inched closer to see the fur belong to another dog, one that was asleep. She wondered if it would be wise to approach and still go for the food or find something to eat else where. Eventually her stomach made her decision for her as the dog went forward anyways and placed her front paws along the garbage can rim, sticking her muzzle inside at the contents this tin cylinder housed.
