Country Dogs Rp(New Open And Accepting!New And Improoved)V.2

[.Cheshire Cat.]

{Accepting but please no roleplaying just yet i would like for more people to join first.}

[foxtrot.]

{ Alrighty! :3 }

[Delena❤]

Name:
"My name is Willow, like the tree."

Gender:
"I find that very offensive. I am a fae, female, girl, chick, whatever you want to call it."

Age:
"Have you ever heard that you aren't supposed to ask a lady her age? If you must know, I am 2 years old."

Breed:
"I am a purebred female Golden Retriever, and proud of it."

Family:
"My mother is Goldie, and my father is Buddy. My sister is Sunny, and my brothers are Biscuit and Bone. We have a very close family."

Crush:
"I don't have a crush but...Otis is pretty cute..."

Spayed/Neutered?:
"I am not spayed, and certainly not neutered, considering I am a female, which I have told you before."

Mate:
"I have no mate, and I have never had one."

Looking for in a mate:
"I am looking for a male that will protect me, have fun with me, and protect our pups. He has to be kind, sweet, loving, playful, strong, smart, and handsome."

Pups:
"I have no pups, but I would like to have them. I want a lot when I have pups."

Sexuality:
"See that stick over there? What shape is it? Yeah, I'm straight. 100% straight."

History:
"I was bred and kept by a couple with 2 kids. Almost every weekend they took the kids and the 6 goldens to a relative's farm. Out of everyone, I loved it the most. I was constantly getting dirty and playing around. They realized how much I love the farm, and sent me here for the Summer while they went to California."

Personality:
Willow is a sweet, loving, gentle golden retriever who can be very clumsy at times. She is rambunctious, playful, friendly, energetic, and hyper. Willow lives life to it's fullest, unlike almost any other dog, because she's learned to value what she has. Willow is a daredevil and loves to have fun. She can be a bit of a flirt at times. She may seem like a girly-girl at times, but when you see her having fun, that assumption will disappear completely.

Other:
"Nope, I think that's it."

Name:

"The name's Dylan."

Gender:

"Did you actually thing I was a girl? That's funny. I'm a boy, dude, male, brute, all of those."

Age:

"I am 1 and a half. I'm not a puppy anymore, but that doesn't change the way I act."

Breed:

"I am a purebred Yellow Labrador Retriever."

Family:

"I don't really remember them. I all I know is that I had a mom, a dad, and 3 sisters. I remember their scents and the way they felt, but not their names."

Crush:

"I basically have a crush on every pretty female I meet. At the moment I have no crush, but I bet that will change instantly."

Spayed/Neutered?:

"Haha, that's funny. You think I would let someone take away my dignity? No, I am not neutered, thank god."

Mate:

"I've mated with many females in the past, but I have to admit, I've never had an actual "mate" that I've loved and stayed with."

Looking for in a mate:

"My mate would have to be friendly, fun, a daredevil, energetic, hyper, clumsy, and, well, like the female version of me basically. She would also have to be nice, sweet, kind, loving, and caring. She would have to love people, attention, rides, and the ocean, as well as the sand."

Pups:

"I have never met my many pups but I have never had pups that I've helped grow up. I've mated with females, they've left their vacation pregnant, and I never see them again. I want to have at least one litter of pups that I stay with though. Pups are fun to be around, and they have the same personality as me."

Sexuality:

"See this stick in my mouth? It represents my sexuality. I'm straight."

History:

"Here we go. My history is kind of sad. Well, I was born to two show dogs, both purebred Yellow Labrador Retrievers. The vet told the breeder that there would be 3 pups, all females. When the litter was born, the first pup out was me, a male. Three females came after me, my sisters. At first the breeder thought my last sister was a mistake, but she then realized it was me. She was very angry. I wasn't supposed to happen. The three sisters were supposed to be show dogs, and I clearly couldn't. She left my sisters with my parents, drove me thirty minutes to the nearest beach, and left me there in a box. The box said 'Unwanted' on it. It was humiliating. I laid in that box, whining, cold, and hungry. A female Dalmatian heard me and came over to my box. She fed me and took me in as her own. Unfortunately, her vacation only lasted two weeks. She left the day my eyes opened and I could talk. I said goodbye to her but then I began to cry. Who would continue feeding me? A female beagle came over and took me in. She fed me for a week before she had to leave. Next, a female pit bull fed me. I don't get my everyone thinks they're so mean. They're actually really nice! She fed me for 2 weeks before she had to go. A female Great Dane took me in next. She stayed for 3 weeks before leaving. By then I was fully weaned from 5 different mothers. I still didn't know how to survive though. I met a nice female yellow lab that taught me how to swim get food and water, and, well, survive. I've basically been there since I was born, sleeping in that same box I came in. One day when a human was on vacation, they took me with them and brought me here."

Personality:

Dylan is the most clumsy, hyper, energetic, friendly, and playful dog you will ever meet. He is very nice, sweet, loving, and caring too. He is a big dare devil.. He also loves people and other dogs. Dylan is loyal and never gets mad. If you get him mad, you've truly done something horrible. Dylan is constantly bouncing around happily, swimming in the ocean, fetching sticks, running, or being friendly. Dylan can bring a smile to everyone's face, and he is usually found charming and attractive, even if he is just a big furry goofball.

Other:

"That's it, I'm pretty sure."

Name:

"Hello, I am Chloe Evans."

Gender:

"Excuse me? How could you possibly mistake me for a male? Ugh!"

Age:

"You are so rude! Haven't you heard that you are not supposed to ask a lady her age? I am 3 years old, if you must know. No, I am not a pup. I am sometimes rudely mistaken for one by people like you, but this is my full size."

Breed:

"I am a purebred AKC Teacup Maltese."

Family:

"My mother is Evana, my father is Charles, and my sisters are Paisley and Payton."

Crush:

"I certainly have no silly crush. Love is foolish."

Spayed/Neutered:

"I am not spayed, because then all of my traits would go to waste. I couldn't be a show dog then either."

Mate:

"I have no mate at the moment. Although love is foolish, mating is not. Mating keeps good traits alive.

Looking for in a mate:

"If I was to mate, he would have to be a handsome male purebred AKC Teacup Maltese with the same traits as me. He must also be a show dog."

Pups:

"I have no pups."

Sexuality:

"I am one hundred percent straight."

History:

"Well, I was born to two AKC purebred Teacup Maltese show dogs, Evana and Charles. My sisters and I were all bred to be just like my parents. I was bought by Britney Evans, a 16 year old girl with a mansion, living in paradise in Miami, Florida. I was taught how to be a perfect show dog by her and her mother, Diana Evans. I won every show I competed in. Besides that, I tanned by the pool, and basically did whatever I want. I got a pink, diamond studded collar with my name written on it. I got my nails and toes painted pink, I got specially groomed every Friday, and I went to the spa every Sunday. I had a perfect life. But then Diana and Britney had to go on vacation for the Summer, so they hired a dog-sitter that they found suitable for me. Once they left, the dog-sitter saw how pampered I was and called this place and signed me up for the Summer. When she told my owners on the phone, they were furious. They called the place for a refund but could not get one. They fired the dog-sitter and told this place to give me extra special treatment. A was picked up in a limo, thank god, and driven here."

Personality:

Chloe is a very spoiled dog that thinks she is more important than she is. She;s basically what you would expect a snobby rich kid to be like. She hates getting dirty and needs her routine. This Summer may change her though. Chloe can be kind, sweet, and caring on rare occasions.

Other:

"A few picture of my house and pool are below."

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Name:

"Hey, I'm Kodiak, named after the city in Alaska. You can call me Kodi if you want I really don't care."

Gender:

"I am a male or brute, whichever one you would rather call it. I don't look, sound or act like a fae, so I don't understand how you could mistake me for one."

Age:

"I am 3 years old, a full-grown adult."

Breed:

"I am a purebred Siberian Husky. I am not mixed with any breed, just a plain Siberian Husky."

Family:

"I don't remember much about my family. My parents and siblings were all huskies, that's all I remember. I think I had 4 siblings, I'm not sure."

Crush:

"I have no crush at the moment, but I am a flirt at times, I must admit."

Spayed/Neutered?:

"No, I am not neutered."

Mate:

"I have no mate, and I never have had a mate. I would like one, though."

Looking for in a mate:

"If I got a mate, she would have to be sweet, kind, loving, caring, loyal, playful, energetic, intelligent, daring, and she would have to love me for my personality."

Pups:

"I have no pups, but once I get a mate I would like to have a few."

Sexuality:

"I am straight, no doubt about that. One hundred thousand percent positive that I am straight, like that stick over there."

History:

"Well, here we go. I was bred to be a sled dog, and so when I was 2 months old, I was bought by a sled dog company. At that time I was only a small pup, and I didn't have the strength to pull a sled with three people on it by myself. I pulled and pulled and pulled but the sled only budged a bit. I was whipped, smacked, hit, kicked, thrown, and tortured to pull harder, when I couldn't. I fainted at the end of each training session, and they beat me the second I woke up. I was terrified of humans. I went from a happy, playful, friendly pup, to a terrified, aggressive, dominant pup. After a month I could easily pull the sled by myself, but I was beaten anyway, to make my strong muscles stronger, and my big body bigger. I was then teamed up with seven other dogs. I was in the front, with a beautiful female with blue eyes named Aurora. With her speed and my strength and speed, we pulled the sled so fast that the dogs in the back were dragged along sometimes. Behind her there was a brute named Bandit, who I was good friends with. The three of us were the best dogs pulling the sled. During breaks we would always hang out together, and I developed a crush on Aurora. When a new dog came and accidentally hit the button to unlock all the cages, we escaped, Aurora, Bandit, and I traveling together. One night as Aurora slept Bandit had a little talk with me. "Don't touch Aurora. She's mine," he growled, glaring at me. I was taken aback. "What do you mean?" I asked, cocking my head. "You know what I mean. I see the way you look at her. She's mine, she loves me," he growled, standing up. "Just because you like her doesn't mean she's yours," I snapped, standing up. "Really? How about you fight me for her?" Bandit barked, shifting into a fighting position. "That's fine with me," I barked back, laughing bitterly. I knew I would win. Bandit rushed at me. He was stronger than I expected, but I still over-powered him. When I finally stood over him, his blood on my teeth and his neck bleeding, I turned to the left to see Aurora standing there in shock. I stepped away from him, the glint in my eyes going away. "You don't understand, he-" I began, before she got me off. "No, I think I understand perfectly. You just tried to kill him," she snapped, walking past me to him, glaring at me. Did she not see my ear bleeding? Did she not see the blood from the scratch on my cheek running down my face. Did she not see the chunk of my skin that was taken out of my stomach? Apparently not. All she cared about was the stupid bleeding teeth marks on Bandit's neck. "Fine," I growled at her, "If you don't want to believe me, then don't. Go run away with him. But, I thought you loved me," I said, my eyes looking sadly at her, confused. "I used to like both of you, but now I only like one of you. I despise the other one," she snarled before turning back to Bandit. I stood there, watching them for a minute before I ran away, hurt in my eyes. He was a Bandit, alright. He stole her heart from me. As I ran, my hurt turned into anger. I stopped at a cliff, fuming. I howled a low, mournful howl, with a bit of anger in it, hoping she would hear it. I then continued on my way. I was depressed. I did not eat, drink, or sleep. I just traveled, slowly killing myself. My injuries had not healed. One day I fainted when I was fairly close to civilization. I woke up in a home, and I have lived there for three months. My owners are kind and I like them. They sent me here for the Summer to socialize. One would think that I would not like to flirt, but I do. I do it to taunt the old image of Aurora that I still have in my head."

Personality:

Kodiak is the type of dog that will not bother you unless you bother him. If you try to hurt him or someone he loves, he will be brutal and will not hesitate to kill you. He is one of those calm, loyal brutes that keep to themselves. His tough, mysterious personality and strong looks attract many females. Kodiak has never opened up to anyone since what happened that night with Aurora and Bandit, but if you get him to open up to you, you will love him. On the outside, he is a calm, careless brute, until you bother him. Then, he is brutal and deadly. But on the inside, Kodiak is sweet, kind, loving, gentle, caring, playful, and friendly. He would make a great mate and father.

Other:

"Uh nope, I think that's it. In case you missed it, I know have an owner that cares for me. I'm not pampered in any way, so I guess you could say I'm a normal dog now."

Name:
"Hi! My name is Zeke!"

Gender:
"I'm a boy! Did you think I was a girl?"

Age:
"I'm a puppy! I'm only 3 months old!"

Breed:
"I am a purebred American Eskimo Dog."

Family:
"I was taken away from them when I was adopted, and I haven't seen them since. I'll tell you about them anyway. My mommy's name is Diamond, my daddy's name was Scout. I have two sisters and a brother. My sister's names are Rose and Sierra and my brother's name is Cody."

Crush:
"I don't have one yet."

Spayed/Neutered?
"No way! I'm too young, anyway."

Mate:
"No, eww! I'm too young!"

Looking for in a mate:
"She would have to be pretty, nice, and playful."

Pups:
"Ewwwwwww! I'm a pup myself!"

Sexuality:
"What's that?" (Straight)

History:
"I was adopted by a nice family with three kids that loved me. One day while I was outside in the yard, a big Rottweiler came and took me. He claimed that he was saving me from my people, but I didn't believe him. Now I'm with him."

Personality:
"I am sweet, kind, loving, caring, loyal, and protective. I am friendly, hyper, playful, and energetic too! Trust me, my bark is worse than my bite. I bark a lot. I'm not mean, I'm just a lot of fun! I can be vicious though, grrrrr! Not really, hehe. I don't have a mean bone in me. I lose a lot of fights because I'm timid when it comes to hurting others or being made fun of. My likes are running, playing, company, outdoors, food, females, flirting, and fun! My dislikes are being made fun of, fighting, boredom, and loneliness. I have a really bad fear of thunderstorms. I'm also afraid of being in tight closed spaces, dying, being trapped, and getting stuck. I'm a big flirt too."

Other:
"I need a female to take care of me, since I'm only 12 weeks old."

[.Cheshire Cat.]

{Only read some stuff cuz i need to go to bed soon trying to just check the names and accept!}

[labradude]

{Odis and Brooke/Brooklyn could already be mates, but wouldn't it add to the drama if they realized they had known eachother long ago? I just think it would be more fun, though either way is fine by me. x3 Night, Morgan! <3}

[.Cheshire Cat.]

{Okay shall they already have there puppies or just scratch them out for now??}

[.edawnie.]

Name:
"My name is Axel"
Age:
"I just turned three years old"
Gender:
"I am in fact of the male species"
Breed:
"I am a Tamaskan. My breed is of fairly large dogs and we are sometimes mistaken for huskies"
Crush:
"No female has currently caught my eye"
Mate:
"I don't have one. Maybe in the future"
Pups:
"I love them but have none"
Personality:
"I have been described as protective yet sweet." Axel is a very daring and bubbly male. He loves challenges and isn't afraid of much. He would put his life on the line for those he loves and isn't afraid to admit that.
Appearance:
"Um, I'm big-ish?" Axel is a white, cream, and brown colored dog. His main color is cream, the top of his pelt being a light brown. Around his muzzle however, it is mainly white fading into cream then brown.
Other:
Axel was a stray but became a farm dog.



Name:
"My name is Chase. Its nice to meet you"
Age:
"I am 3 years old and a half"
Gender:
"I am a male if you couldn't tell"
Breed:
"I am a Chinook"
Crush:
"I have no crush"
Mate:
"Maybe one day but right now none"
Pups:
"I don't have any, would have to have a mate first"
Personality:
"Um, I don't know how to describe myself." Chase is a very sweet and layed back male. He avoids fights and tends to be a mediator more than anything. Chase also loves to have fun and be with friends.
Appearance:
"I'm brown all over." Chase is a mainly cinnamon colored male dog. His ears are a darker brown and his muzzle a black coal color.
Other:
He is a normal dog.




Name:
"My name is Spencer but some people call me Spence"
Age:
"I just turned three months old!"
Gender:
"I am a boy, you can check if you want :p"
Breed:
"I am a mix breed. My mom was half collie and my father was a full bred collie."
Crush:
"No one"

Personality:
"I guess all I can tell you is that I'm hyper." Spencer is an extremely active puppy. His mother always had trouble controlling him and his quick antics. Besides his high energy levels, spencer is a very innocent and curious puppy. He lives in ignorance and unaware of the threats that life offers. You also can't forget how clumsy the young pup is.
Appearance:
"I'm fluffy!" Spencer is a small black dog. His fur sticks up at all ends but he rarely mind it. On his chest and paws are white dabs looking as if he dipped his paws in milk.
Other:
Spencer was a stray but became a farm dog.

Name:
"My name is Angel"
Age:
"I just turned 2 years old"
Gender:
"I am a female"
Breed:
"I am a border collie . My coat though isn't standard black and white."
Crush:
"No one has caught my eye"
Mate:
"I think it'd be nice to have someone who cares about me but no one currently"
Pups:
"They're sweet but I'm afraid that I won't be able to raise them right"
Personality:
"I can tell you that I'm untrusting." Angel is a somewhat shy dog. She was a dog chew toy. She had been caught by dog fighter and then kept alive so dogs could practice on her. She wear scars on her body and due to it she is very self conscious. She always flinches when others make sudden movements which some dogs think is weird. Overall though, she is very caring and hates to see others in pain.
Appearance:
"I'm scared and for that ny friends thought I wasn't beautiful...." Angel is a very small petite female. Her coat is a creamy brown along with white. On her back she has many scars along with her legs. She tries to groom her fur so that it covers the scars but most of the time it doesn't work.
Other:
Angel was once a show dog but abandoned by her owner. When she was left on the streets she was taken in by three men who used her as a training dog for fighting dogs.

{{I might make a female soon ^.^ you seemed to be lacking males.

[.Cheshire Cat.]

{Accepted Axel looks amazing!!!!!!!!}

[labradude]

{I'd say scratch them out for now? Is that fine with you..? ouo}

[.Cheshire Cat.]

{Perfectly fine i will add all your dogs to the front page tomarrow i have to go to bed now!}