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

The fae growled and snapped at the other fae, but not hitting her with her German Shepard teeth. She snarled and turned going back to the dumpster. The fur on her shoulders was all fluffed up from the anger that shot through her body. She jumped into the dumpster and dissapered; soon reappearing with another loaf of cold hard bread. It was one of her secret stashes she kept for emergencies only. She grabbed the whole loaf in her maw and went behind the dumpster soon eating the hard bread.

[Cyphron]

White Fang

Life-✬-And-ღ-Love-✬-Is-ღ-A-✬-Warzone

I am~ "Laying in the snow."
My current emotion~ "Apathetic."
My relationship status~ "Single I believe."

Laying in a dugged up pile of snow, curled up in a large bundle of dark fur, stood White Fang. His chest rising and falling in rhythmatic pattern. The bright amber pools making up of his eyes concealed behind his closed eyelids, confirming his sleeping state. Specks of the white powdery snow laid speckled on his black and chesnut pelt, almost looking like stars in the night sky. After a few brief moments of silence, the pattern of the brutes breathing was interrupted as he awoke. Snapping open his bright eyes, White Fang slowly rose his head up from the snow and yawned, watching as his hot breath turned into whisps of white foggy air and disappearing within seconds.

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>>I am going to bed now, very late here. I will reply to everything tomorrow. Goodnight!
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 bounded swiftly up to the alleyway, then stopped. He looked at Sailor, burning holes in the back of her head. How dare she disobey him! He growled and stormed up next to her, ignoring the dog behind him. He stepped in front of her, anger burning in his eyes, "What are you doing?" He snapped gruffly.

S A I L O R

Sailor pulled her head back a little at the females show of aggression. But promptly ignored it and stepped towards to the bread eagerly, until Sky came up and ruined her moment of triumph. She paused a long moment, studying his expression, before answering. "I am keeping myself alive, and you are not getting any of it because obviously you would rather save your dignity before starving." She replied quickly and unenthusiastically.

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>>I am going to bed now, very late here. I will reply to everything tomorrow. Goodnight!
V I O L E T >>Is open to roleplay.

Violet jumped out of the doggie door and into the knee deep snow. Owner hadn't touched it with a shovel, so it was extra deep, it was fine with her, and it made it all the more fun to roll around in. The graceful Aussie bounded her way out the backyard, turned to look at her beloved home one more time for the day, then continued across the bridge and into town. She smiled and inhaled deeply, scenting the freshly baked bread coming from the baker, and the fine smell of cinnamon in the air.

The smell of raw meat drew her attention to a shop to her left. She lifted her head a little and wagged her tail as a short man with a round belly made his way out of the doorway, the doorbell clinking as it drifted close. She padded up to the man and looked up at him, he was obviously throwing the fat scraps from a beef steak away, so she sat down and begged with her eyes. He looked down at her and smiled. " 'Ello Violet," he said to the dog, reaching down to pat her head. "How are you doing, eh?" His charming slight Italian accent drifted to her ears. She yipped and wagged her tail more. "Eh, you want this?" He said, offering her the fat portions; she lifted up on her hind legs and barked excitedly. The pot-bellied man laughed with amusement, handing her the scraps. " 'Ere you are love, enjoy. Now, I must go and a take a care of the costumers, eh?" He finished, turning and waddling back into the building.

Violet finished the food and looked up at the shop, gazing at its door, waiting, hoping that he would come out again. She shrugged, 'Oh well'. The piebald Australian herders icy gaze traveled the boulevard, briefly touching everything in her view.

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>>Okay ^^

[Cyphron]

White Fang

Life-✬-And-ღ-Love-✬-Is-ღ-A-✬-Warzone

I am~ "Laying in the snow."
My current emotion~ "Apathetic."
My relationship status~ "Single I believe."

Exhaling sharply the Rottweiler mix rose up to his paws, shaking his dark pelt free from the fallen snow. The aching feeling of starvation rumbled in the pit of White Fang's stomach within moments, resulting in a quiet growl erupting from the brutes' chest in protests. Sighing softly the lad tilted his nose up into the air and sniffed the wind. The scent of food hit this large male's sensitive nose, the scent of fat scraps of meat to be exact. With a last shake of his pelt White Fang left his nesting area in search for the source of the scent.

Weaving through the crowd, sticking to the shadows White Fang followed the scent of the food. With soundless steps White Fang reached the source and his eyes fell upon the small portion of fatty scraps on the ground, some hidden in the small gaps of the sidewalk. Smirking lightly White Fang licked up the scraps before any dogs could come round. Without chewing the lad finished quickly and licked his sharp white fangs in satisfaction. Flicking his wooly tail White Fang sniffed the ground one last time before turning sideays to take his leave.

Thats when the large steathly brute caught sight of the aussie just a few ways from him. Licking his sharp fangs another time White Fang studied the fae with his bright amber eyes, debating whether to walk away or to remain.

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>>My God there is a tree under the CS Christmas tree. O.O Day = Made.
V I O L E T

The snow fell swiftly down on the Aussie, coating her ebony, ivory and chestnut pelt with the soft, but cold flakes. Violet yawned and tipped her ears back as she sat down on her haunches, satisfied with the good meal she had just had. She looked down and crouched low, licking the oily residue the fatty meat left off of the cold stone. Finally, convinced that she had got every last bite of the wonderful substance, she lifted her body, shook the snow that now caked to her fur, and trotted to the pail of melted snow that served her as a water source. She lapped up the soothing and refreshing liquid with energy, her tongue collecting icy cold water as she drank. The fae squinted and looked over the rim of the rusted pail, out through the snow, and to a form of a dog standing at a distance. She lifted her head curiously, water dripping from her muzzle back into the metal pail. Her body shivered with a sudden burst of cold wind that blew against her pretty form, and she lowered herself from her lifted posture.

[HP Fan]

(( Ohl were can I jump in? I havnt been paying attention to what's been happening, and being sick doesn't help consentrating... ))

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>>Anywhere, we're just starting out. Shimook is now tagged with Sky and Sailor, and White Fang and Violet are RPing.