Territorial (Stray Dog RP accepting)

[ordinary people]

Im helping my mum rap presents anyway)

[StrawberryBunny]

Malaila leapt up onto the final car and leaned over to get to the window, she stretched her neck toward the paper bag and nipped her teeth around the edge, before gently pulling it out. In excitement she jumped and slipped on a plank, went tumbling off the tower and landed in a box of metal junk. Grumbling, she pulled herself out and barked for Belle to come over. Looking inside the bag there was a half-eaten cheese burger and a box of chips, she smiled to herself, "Jackpot" she exclaimed.
{Ha ha, mac donalds lol }

[ordinary people]

Mala

Her tail swished at the edge of a rotten bush not realisig it looked like a squrel... Easy prey for a dog, she lay eating some rubish she found, she lay there head in her paws living a life not worth living!

[Arche]

Name;; Jakoby (Jack-oh-bee)
Gender;;Male
Age;; 4
Pack;; None

Looks;; Jakoby is a black, wolflike dog. His fur is short, but keeps him warm. His muzzle, around his eyes, his chest and underbelly, tail tip, and his front legs are white. His eyes are an incredibly pale blue. He is built more for running, with long legs and a slender build.
Personality;; His nickname, 'The Black Fox' didn't come from no where. He is sly, and tricky. Rumor has it he's not completely sane. He much prefers to talk rather than fight, but can hold his own. Underestimating him may just be the last thing you ever do.
History;; No one really knows where he came from. One day he just kind of appeared. He's been here ever since, prowling around at the very edge of the darkness.
Other;; He has a strange accent, almost russian. He has a calm, almost frightening demeanor.

Parents;; His father was a wolf-hybrid, his mother was most likely a siberian husky. Both are deceased.
Siblings;; A few, he can't remember them.
Crush;; His heart has turned as black as his pelt. He vows he will never love
again. Then again, vows can be broken...
Mate;; Rumor has it he claimed a stunning silver she-wolf as his own,
before of course, she was murdered. Shot down by hunters.
Children;; They lay with their fallen mother, a brother and a sister.
He doesn't like others. Anti-social, wallflower, introvert. Call it what you like. They say he's grief-mad. That his heart's been broken in two ever since his mate was killed. That's not the whole story though. When he was wandering, he met up with a fox. Not a normal fox, mind you, but a black one. It was a tiny little thing, not even half his size. But it was stuck in a hunters trap. He saved it. Many saw them traveling together, a black dog and a black fox. They learned to communicate, to speak to one another. This, truly, is where his nickname comes from. His broken heart had begun to repair itself. All because of this little fox he saved. But it was not to last. It must have been around the summer solstice. A lone hunter, traveling the hills mistook him for a wolf. He chased them, over the hills, for a day and a night. They ran into a canyon, a dead end. The hunter took aim, at Jakoby's face, and pulled the trigger. The fox fell, dead. He had taken the bullet for his friend. Jakoby's broken heart shattered. The hunter's rifle fell to the ground. It was never picked up.


Is it okay if I used my own form?))

[Fluffy95]

Belle trotted happily over to Malaila and sniffed the tantalizing bad. Peeking in, she saw the same meal Malaila did. "Look, see? We got us some food. We're gonna make it, Malaila." Belle wagged her stump-tail furiously and sat down, licking her chops. She puffed her chest out, knowing she had been proven right. She looked at Malaila slyly from the corner of her eye. "Told you so," she gloated happily.

[Akachi's Nightmare]

Introducing Clover:

"Hello, to introduce my self ill begin with the basics. My name's Clover, i don't have a nick name but your free to make me one up. If you haven't guessed i'm female.I'm young, only one and a half years old. If your wondering what breed i'm a Aussie Husky mix. I'm a bridal collar of white, brown, and tan. My eyes are blue. I currently have no mate or pups , but i don't intend to rush in to a relationship.

Her history:

"That's a rather personal thing to talk about, but i wont mind saying somethings about me. My mom was a Australian Sheepdog and my dad was a husky. My mom was a prize show dog who left her owner and life as a show dog to be with my dad on the streets. my mom got pregnant and had me, an only pup, in a back ally somewhere in a town. They later where caught by the pound, that was about 9 months after i was born. My mom and dad escaped one day when the humans left there gate unlocked and they ran away fro that reached place. i only seen them once after that. Even though humans captured my mom and dad, that wasn't the reason i hate them so much. I hate humans because about 4 months ago my very close friend Night was taken by them and they forced him to fight other dogs, until his death. That is why i hate humans so much. Later on i left town and have been a loner ever since."

Her personality:

"I have a kind heart but if you get on my bad side you'll wish you never met me. Im kinda shy so i wont open open up very easily. I am very intelligent, and am usually alert of my surroundings and don't let my guard down that often."

Love Life:

"Night, i mentioned him before did i not? He was my last mate, but humans killed him.... I've been single ever since, but i'm not looking for a relationship just yet, because some part of my is still hung over him no matter how hard i try..... to forget. But it's just so hard, to forget all the good memories we had together, so i'm not really in a state of wanting to move on just yet, not unless i meet the right guy. I don't have any pups and sorry but i don't want any, i just cant raise them, i don't have the time, or place because i guess you could call me nomadic. So i don't stay in one place long, and pups couldn't move as much as i do at a young age. but if i ever settle down some where then i might think about having them, if i meet the right brute."

(( accepted ))

[Akachi's Nightmare]

Name;; Jakoby (Jack-oh-bee)
Gender;;Male
Age;; 4
Pack;; None

Looks;; Jakoby is a black, wolflike dog. His fur is short, but keeps him warm. His muzzle, around his eyes, his chest and underbelly, tail tip, and his front legs are white. His eyes are an incredibly pale blue. He is built more for running, with long legs and a slender build.
Personality;; His nickname, 'The Black Fox' didn't come from no where. He is sly, and tricky. Rumor has it he's not completely sane. He much prefers to talk rather than fight, but can hold his own. Underestimating him may just be the last thing you ever do.
History;; No one really knows where he came from. One day he just kind of appeared. He's been here ever since, prowling around at the very edge of the darkness.
Other;; He has a strange accent, almost russian. He has a calm, almost frightening demeanor.

Parents;; His father was a wolf-hybrid, his mother was most likely a siberian husky. Both are deceased.
Siblings;; A few, he can't remember them.
Crush;; His heart has turned as black as his pelt. He vows he will never love
again. Then again, vows can be broken...
Mate;; Rumor has it he claimed a stunning silver she-wolf as his own,
before of course, she was murdered. Shot down by hunters.
Children;; They lay with their fallen mother, a brother and a sister.
He doesn't like others. Anti-social, wallflower, introvert. Call it what you like. They say he's grief-mad. That his heart's been broken in two ever since his mate was killed. That's not the whole story though. When he was wandering, he met up with a fox. Not a normal fox, mind you, but a black one. It was a tiny little thing, not even half his size. But it was stuck in a hunters trap. He saved it. Many saw them traveling together, a black dog and a black fox. They learned to communicate, to speak to one another. This, truly, is where his nickname comes from. His broken heart had begun to repair itself. All because of this little fox he saved. But it was not to last. It must have been around the summer solstice. A lone hunter, traveling the hills mistook him for a wolf. He chased them, over the hills, for a day and a night. They ran into a canyon, a dead end. The hunter took aim, at Jakoby's face, and pulled the trigger. The fox fell, dead. He had taken the bullet for his friend. Jakoby's broken heart shattered. The hunter's rifle fell to the ground. It was never picked up.


Is it okay if I used my own form?))

(( accepted ))

[cup of cocoa]

w i l l o w
A female dog surveyed the landscape around her. She saw no other dogs nearby, and besides that she only saw others cars and grass. She gave a small yawn. She had groomed her fur to the best of her abilities, but dirt and grass still clung to it.

Sighing, she stood up. She was famished and fatigue wore her down. She scampered off the car she had been laying on. It was time for her to hunt. She lowered her head so her muzzle would be hovering directly over the ground, and sniffed deeply. She could smell prey nearby, the distinct smell of mice making her salivate. She slowly began walking down the path she was on, her eyes darting around anxiously. The scent kept strengthening the farther ahead she walked, making her very excited.

[Akachi's Nightmare]

Zero-

"C'mon now. Don't be so proud. It's your rabbit after all, you found it." Zero thought for a moment. "How about this? You take half, I'll take half." With that, Zero picked up the rabbit's front in his jaws and shook until the bottom half hit the ground. Zero kicked the bottom half back over to the pup, hoping he'd give up and eat it. "There. Even if you've had breakfast, I'm sure you'll be hungry later." Zero sat back down and began to chew on the half-rabbit. Between mouthfuls, Zero asked the pup: "What's you're name?"

*Jerry*

"Well...all right, fair enough. Thanks." Jerry pulled the rabbit half closer and took a large bite, much larger than he had intended. Sweet, meaty juices flooded his mouth and he found himself resisting the urge to gulp down the whole thing in mere seconds. After swallowing his mouthful, he looked up at the dog and replied, "I'm Jerry. What about you?"[/quote]


Zero-

"Zero." He replied with a smile. Zero finished his food in another few bites and decided to open up a little to Jerry. He was desperate to talk with someone despite keeping his cool, outside demeanor. Besides, he was still worried that the pup may not be comfortable around him. Zero continued: "I was the runt of my litter, so all my brothers and sisters teased me by saying I was nothing... "a zero." But I learned to accept the name. Look at me now, after all. I'm like a hunter, eh?"


(( I'm back guys! XD Sorry for my absence but the holidays took me away. ))

[Arche]

Jakoby-

He surveyed the landscape through half closed eyes. His stomach growled, and he pulled back his lips. There was never enough food, he was always hungry. He pushed himself into a sitting position, and then stood up. He sniffed the air, seeing if there was any rodents he could catch. He took a step forward, and looked down at his paws. The normally snow-white fur was matted with mud and burrs. He sighed, blinked, and continued forward. His pale gaze surveyed the ground, and his ears swiveled to catch any noise.

Anyone open for Jakoby?))