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>> Of course ^^ I"m watching the Avengers, so, I won't be on for awhile.

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V I O L E T

Violet padded silently down to her water bowl in the house. She lapped it up until the very last molecule of liquid had been finished, then, sighing to herself, she bounded back up the steps and into her masters room. Water dripped from her muzzle as she hovered at the doorway, hesitating a moment, before springing up on the bed with a grace that only a cat could manage to improve. She stood over her loving owner now, smiling down on him as she awaited his awaking. One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Well, time to wake up. She licked him with her slobbery wet, but warm and friendly tongue, in an effort to make him arise. And arise he did, sputtering and tossing his covers everywhere, his narrowed eyes gazed quickly through the room, finally settling on Violet, who stood on the floor now, wagging her tail and staring at him happily. He sighed and chuckled, his chuckling became laughter and he stood on the floor, shaking his head and uttered some pro-fain syllables under he breath. He looked at the clock, 6:10, what I time to wake up. And on a weekend at that!

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The warm sun peaked through the double paned window, spilling a flutter of warm light across the floor and bringing life to the dull feeling that surrounded Violet. She sighed and looked again at the TV, watching the reporter cover a story on some winter subject. She looked over in the bar area of her house, and, seeing her master, she wagged her tail and whined to him. He didn't look up, so consumed was he in his book that he didn't even hear her. Dropping her head down back to the couch, she laid her ears back to her head, deciding it was high-time to go outside. She lifted her herself into a sitting positions, then sprang down and trotted to her doggie door, that was open.

{ { S K Y } }

The handsome ebony and ivory Husky and his companion, a copper and white Husky, made a fetching pair as they trotted down the boulevard, snow swarming around them and collecting on their dense fur, walking as if they owned the place, well... The black male did, the female, not so much. Sky's warm, but speculative gaze traveled back up and down the sidewalk in search of food. People passed around them like they didn't care, which they probably didn't. He felt a nudge from his sister, Sailor, who stopped and pointing her nose in the direction of a pure black she-dog that had her nose in the air, obviously sniffing out food, and obviously oblivious {HA!} to the fact that they were watching her. He looked at Sail, then shrugged, "So, what about her?" He asked, rather perplexed that Sail would notice this particular dog.

S A I L O R

Sailor rolled her eyes. "Isn't it obvious, she's looking for food." She replied. Sky had audacity to look at her like she was insane. "Yeah... so?" He said flatly in reply. "We're hungry too. So, Why don't we follow her, and see what she finds?" She said quietly, lifting her tail a bit higher off of the ground. Sky paused a moment, "Are you suggesting that we track her and take her food?" He said, fairly disbelievingly. "In an ever so polite and petite way. Yes." She said, the hunger in her stomach preceding any thought of justice. "No, absolutely not, I may be a ruffian, but I will not allow you to do that." He said firmly, taking a step towards her, lowering his voice, "We're not thieves Sailor, and I will not do that." He said, straightening his body with dignity. She huffed and rolled her orbs again, "And when did you decide to be Mr. Righteousness? Hmmm?" she replied, a bubble of rebellion bursting inside of her. He narrowed his eyes at her, cutting her deeply, as if with a knife; "Since you decided not to be." He said finally, then he turned and started walking away.

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-To anyone who wants to start, you can.

[avaloafe]

I'll make a reply soon enough Bella ^w^ I'm a bit busy. ~}

Shimook
{ Fae }{ No love interests }{ Being watched }{ In Town }{ Tags - Sky & Sailor }

A small gust came across her and she scented other dogs. Stopping in her tracks; she waited. Turning her head slightly she saw two Husky's. Growling softly, she continued on to the faint smell calling her. Making her way down the streets of the town she hugged the brick wall. Shimook soon went into an ally making sure nobody followed. She dug her nose in the dumpster and dug out a large piece of warm bread. They obviously dropped it on the floor because it had dirt on it. She barked slightly and began to dig into the bread.

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I understand, All is well. I'm going to be going today anyway, gotta go to my cousin b-day get together, I'll be gone through Monday.

[avaloafe]

{~ Friendly bump ~}

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V I O L E T

Violet padded silently down to her water bowl in the house. She lapped it up until the very last molecule of liquid had been finished, then, sighing to herself, she bounded back up the steps and into her masters room. Water dripped from her muzzle as she hovered at the doorway, hesitating a moment, before springing up on the bed with a grace that only a cat could manage to improve. She stood over her loving owner now, smiling down on him as she awaited his awaking. One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Well, time to wake up. She licked him with her slobbery wet, but warm and friendly tongue, in an effort to make him arise. And arise he did, sputtering and tossing his covers everywhere, his narrowed eyes gazed quickly through the room, finally settling on Violet, who stood on the floor now, wagging her tail and staring at him happily. He sighed and chuckled, his chuckling became laughter and he stood on the floor, shaking his head and uttered some pro-fain syllables under he breath. He looked at the clock, 6:10, what I time to wake up. And on a weekend at that!

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The warm sun peaked through the double paned window, spilling a flutter of warm light across the floor and bringing life to the dull feeling that surrounded Violet. She sighed and looked again at the TV, watching the reporter cover a story on some winter subject. She looked over in the bar area of her house, and, seeing her master, she wagged her tail and whined to him. He didn't look up, so consumed was he in his book that he didn't even hear her. Dropping her head down back to the couch, she laid her ears back to her head, deciding it was high-time to go outside. She lifted her herself into a sitting positions, then sprang down and trotted to her doggie door, that was open.

{ { S K Y } }

Sky sighed and padded down to sidewalk, scanning to garbage cans for food along the way. he didn't look at Sailor, didn't want to; he just wanted to let her cool down and think more logically. The cold wind blew against his body, making him stiff with cold. He exhaled a stream of warm air and watched as it disappeared into the cold winter sky.

S A I L O R

Sailor harrumphed and stopped walking after Sky. She gazed after him in indecision, then, she turned and galloped after the pure black dog. She approached the mouth of the alley she was in and stopped, watching her behind a large garbage can. She narrowed her eyes, the growl in her stomach spurring her onward. She stepped into the dog view. "Leave the food, and step away." she said calmly, though her voice was full of coldness.

[avaloafe]

Shimook
{ Fae }{ No love interests }{ Being watched }{ In Town }{ Tags - Sky & Sailor }

Shimook was half-way done with the loaf of bread when she heard a voice at the entrance of the ally. She flicked her ears and looked over at the voice. It was one of the dogs that was watching her before. She growled and picked up the bread, going over to the female. She did have her moments when she was nice to others. Dropping the bread in front of the fae, she barked out bitterly, "Look, I know the survivors are having trouble living in the cold. You and your friend can have the other half." She growled out, wanting to eat the rest of the loaf but giving it away to a total stranger. She stared at the other dog with bitter cold golden eyes.

[Cyphron]

Picture:
Name: "The names White Fang."

Gender: "Full- blooded, 100% male."

Age: "Three years I've walked this earth."

Crush: "Perhaps in due time, but for now, no one."

Personality: White Fang is what you call a loner, an outcast, rogue, you name it. He prefers to be solo and hardly ever speaks unless spoken to. He is known to be fairly aggressive and stubborn, never changing his mind when he sets on a tasks. He does have a temper, but he keeps it well under control, though you never want to see him angered. White Fang is very patient as he sees there is no need to rush on things in life, if you do then you miss out on the little things that hold true meanings. Though he is young this brute is very wise, always giving advice in quotes and riddles that you need to rack your brain in order to figure out. It's hard to figure this lad out and I adivse you not to try, for you will never succeed. White Fang tends to stay mysterious and sticks to shadows, laying low all the time. He is very sly and cunning, being able to steal and get himself out of many situations. A few last things to know is that this brute as minor trust issues, baring his fangs at anyone that comes near. He's hostile and extremely protective of those he cares about.

History: White Fang was born a stray and in a litter of five. With the shortage of food and very little shelter and water, White Fang was abandoned when he became of age to be independent. For three years he wandered the streets, and to this day he still does.

A Lucky One, or a Survivor?: Survivor

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>>Accepted, I'll add you ASAP, thanks for joining!
V I O L E T

Violet padded silently down to her water bowl in the house. She lapped it up until the very last molecule of liquid had been finished, then, sighing to herself, she bounded back up the steps and into her masters room. Water dripped from her muzzle as she hovered at the doorway, hesitating a moment, before springing up on the bed with a grace that only a cat could manage to improve. She stood over her loving owner now, smiling down on him as she awaited his awaking. One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Well, time to wake up. She licked him with her slobbery wet, but warm and friendly tongue, in an effort to make him arise. And arise he did, sputtering and tossing his covers everywhere, his narrowed eyes gazed quickly through the room, finally settling on Violet, who stood on the floor now, wagging her tail and staring at him happily. He sighed and chuckled, his chuckling became laughter and he stood on the floor, shaking his head and uttered some pro-fain syllables under he breath. He looked at the clock, 6:10, what I time to wake up. And on a weekend at that!

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The warm sun peaked through the double paned window, spilling a flutter of warm light across the floor and bringing life to the dull feeling that surrounded Violet. She sighed and looked again at the TV, watching the reporter cover a story on some winter subject. She looked over in the bar area of her house, and, seeing her master, she wagged her tail and whined to him. He didn't look up, so consumed was he in his book that he didn't even hear her. Dropping her head down back to the couch, she laid her ears back to her head, deciding it was high-time to go outside. She lifted her herself into a sitting positions, then sprang down and trotted to her doggie door, that was open.

{ { S K Y } }

Sky turned to look at Sailor, only Sailor wasn't there. He glanced around, a small doubt making itself known within him. He narrowed his almond eyes, knowing where she went. He growled and ran back to where he last saw the female.

S A I L O R

Sailor lifted her head a little. She wasn't expecting that. She looked at her quizzically, but then quickly shrugged it off and stepped towards her. "He doesn't want any." She said coldly, her gaze never lifting from the dog.