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[HP Fan]

( urn, I'm too lazy to type much yet. )

[Cyphron]

White Fang

Life-✬-And-ღ-Love-✬-Is-ღ-A-✬-Warzone

I am~ "Debating."
My current emotion~ "Apathetic."
My relationship status~ "Single I believe."

His dark fur bristled in hostility as the brute studied the fea with his eyes. He was wary of her, unsure if he could trust her or not. That's when he caught the scent, the scent of human mixed with hers. A low vicious snarl rose up to his throat, but remained there, not leaving his lips. He didn't trust humans, never has and never will. He knew that she must be one of the lucky ones, those that the humans care for and take of while strays like White Fang himself perish in the cold. Quarelling with each other for food and shelter. Sighing softly, the Rottweiler mix shook his pelt and stepped sideways, coming to the conclusion that it would be best to leave and search for more food.

He has no business with the household aussie, and most likely never will.

[ɾïṿεṉḋεll]

➷. she acts like summer and walks like rain

Name: my name? who wants to know?
meet april, a lovely dog who's slightly paranoid antics got her into a lot of trouble in her past. her full name, april raine, was given to her by her mother before her untimely death, leaving april in a world of confusion with no one to trust or seek advice from. while she's slightly agressive towards humans, she has nothing agains dogs and makes friends easily because she is so sweet and sincere.
Username: ɾïṿεṉḋεll is my "full" name, but I'd hate to make you copy all of that down each time you wanted to talk to me, so just call me riv c:
Age: April is two years old
Gender: Female, obvously! No male would ever give that much care about his fur.
Breed: April's Raine is a "mutt," or a mix between two breeds. Her parents were a border collie and an Austrailian shepard.
Lucky or Survivor: April is a Survivor. She takes her "job" quite seriously.
Personality: April can be described as that little quiet girl, but she's only shy when you first meet her, and then the sky's the limit. She is spunky, quirky, and very funny, though people don't tend to recognize the fact that she is extreamly self-concious. She has never expressed this, so no one knows, but she doesn't feel she's pretty, which she is, so any digs on her appearance really hurt. This affects her personality majorly, and on the outside she's always making jokes, dancing about happily, or talking everyone's heads off. On the inside, she is very scared, and any aggression she shows is because of this fear. April is highly intelligent, and likes to have something to do, or else she gets somewhat destructive.
Around dogs, she is just like any other pooch you might meet on a walk, but she's super skittish around humans, as she was abused when she was younger. When touched on the head, April doesn't hesitate to bite whatever it was that had contacted her, whether it be dog or human. She doesn't take chances, nor give second ones.
Crush: No one yet, though she is pretty open to a lovelife. {It may develope into Sky ^^}
Mate: No one.
Looks: April Raine is a largeish dog, with a "peppery" coat of white. Her fur has flecks of grey and black scattered in it, at the rims around her ears are black, as well as around her muzzle, on her nose, and paw pads. Her fur is long, silky, and somewhat wavy, and she has feathering all down her legs. Deep, intelligent grey eyes, one floppy ear and one upright one combined with her plume-like tail and silver chain-link collar help define April from the rest of the pack. She's very slim and has dainty paws and ears that she herself adores, though April is not vaine about how she appears.

♪. confusion is best left to the experts




Name: don't treat it like it's a cruel joke, because it is.
meet loupe, a pessimistic and glass-half-empty dog who's only goal in life is to just keep on going. he doesn't like social interaction, and is a loner excepting one companion. hating to stay in one place, living stationary is much like torture, Loupe is a roaming soul and this is quite tedious for him, though he hasn't managed to find a way out yet. and. . . though he won't admit it, Loupe enjoys the ease of his life.
Username: Hello, I'm rivendell ^^
Age: No one knows how old Loupe is, though he's estimated to be around four or five.
Gender: It's very obvious that this large guy is a male.
Breed: Loupe is a ginger husky, though he's not pure-bred. He is half some other large breed, though he doesn't know what.
Lucky or Survivor: Loupe is a lucky one, living quietly in a quaint little place.
Personality: Loupe is standoffish, quiet, sullen, and irresistable. He may seem dull and angry on the outside, but inside, he's really just a soul with nowhere to settle down, not that he wants to stay in one place for long. The main sense that you'll get with him is: "If I go with this guy, we're going to have an adventure." He loves to roam about, and it makes him very ticked off to have to stay in one place at any one time for more than about a week. Loupe is very deeply emersed in the arts, and adores music by Florence + The Machine, Ellie Goulding, Maroon 5, Gotye, and The Script. With his intelligence and good tone-sense, it's very easy for Loupe to sing along to these songs, and even make his own, which earned him the nickname "The Writer," and he uses this name when he doesn't want to reveal his real title. World-weary and quirky, once you know him and crack past the outer shell, this dog is actually very funny and a real sweetheart with a goal to please. There's only one thing standing in his way, and that's his distrust of anything and habit of finding trouble.
Crush: No one, and it's going to be very hard to have him open up.
Mate: None have ever filled this title.
Looks: Though his personality is a little twisted, on the outside, Loupe is almost too handsome. With a large, muscular body, thick, plush fur, and the most gorgeous eyes ever seen on a dog, it's almost impossable to hate him based purely on looks. A cozy pelt of the lightest shade of ginger with a white undercoat, a dark pink nose, and brilliant blue-grey eyes make Loupe a very beautiful creature, though not many get to see him at his best: when he wears it with a smile. Unfortunatly, his tail is somewhat short, as it was partially cut off in one of his great "adventures," but Loupe hardly feels this loss and pays it no attention.


{{ The two lovely quotes that I used belong, respectivly, to:
"she acts like summer and walks like rain" - Drops of Jupiter, by Train
"confusion is best left to the experts" - BBC's Doctor Who

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{ - Recap please? Sorry I haven't been on. I had a fever and some camps with no WI-FI - }

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>> Accepted! I am sorry I haven't been able to reply to anything lately, I have been incredibly busy. You know, the holiday and everything. I will try to reply to everything tomorrow. For a recap, only Cometlight, ~Rain~ and I have interacted.

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Name: Anyane
Gender: Female
Age: She is 4 years old
Crush: None yet
Personality: She doesn't let others get close to her easily, which is not surprising considering her past. It takes a while for her to trust anyone, let alone like them. Once she begins to to trust and warm up to others her friendship is worth it and her loyalty strong. Anyane can be quite caring, loving, and playful.
History: She was born a stray, and her mother died shortly after her birth. With her was two siblings, but one died and the other was taken away by humans. Anyane was raised by her father, and he taught her everything she needed about how to survive. She's lived on her own since he passed, which was shortly after she became 2 years old.
A Lucky One, or a Survivor?: She's a Survivor

Name: Taikan
Gender: Male
Age: He's 3 years old
Crush: None yet
Personality: He's a very care-free dog, still learning what harshness the world is capable of. He often seems naive, and can often act very dumb. Taikan is not all stupid though and he'll fight to protect his honor. He's always has been a huge joker, and he strives to make other cats laugh. From time to time, his caring side shows yet he likes to act like a tough guy.
History: Taikan has been lucky since his birth. He's a purebred Shiba Inu with a strong heritage. Once he was old enough to be sold away his world changed. Taikan was sold to another family he quickly fit in and has been loved and cared for ever since.
A Lucky One, or a Survivor?: He's a lucky one

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( Hello! )

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{~ Hello everybody! I am back from my long vacation. I was just wondering what happened with any of my characters with yours and if I could get a detailed recap. I might be able to post tomorrow but I am very busy still. Thank you all for waiting so patiently for my return!

~ Rain ~ }

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{ - Hey guys, I forgot about this rp. So sorry!! D: But, can I have a recap or should I read it all from the start? X) - }

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>>Accepted!!
Very sorry I haven't been replying, I have been incredibly busy, and I just haven't had the time to do more than one or two RPs. As for recaps, only White Fang, Violet, Sail, Sky and Shimook are interacting.
V I O L E T

Violet, in her good nature, ignored the obvious hostility the brute radiated at her, and wagged her tail slowly and in a cautious manor. Deciding not to move towards him, she stayed put, but she lifted her head to better the view of the male. He was a dark dog, looking more like a mutt than a breed, but she didn't care; he had a cold gaze, that sent shivers down her spine. "Hello." She said calmly as he began to step away. Her tail kept moving in the friendly gesture and she watched him curiously, her icy blue eyes glimmering with interest. Of course, she was interested in everything and everybody, so it was always there, a reflection of her bright personality, a sparkle, hidden deep down in those crystal clear eyes of hers.