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[-Tanzanite-]

Maple

She scrambles over to Demo, and grabs the vine. "Anchor your self!" Maple yanks and her teeth sink deeper. No matter what she had felt for them earlier, she couldn't watch them die. The huge Mastaff was enough to yank the vine and anchor it so demo made sure Amaia was on. If he could go help the others, maple could help Amaia.

[t e m p e s t]

Amaia waited for Demo. She was slipping, and distraught from coughing and sputtering. Water was in her eyes, making her vision blurry. As soon as she saw the green branch, and she immediately knew what to do. Biting in the branch, she clawed herself back up the the rock with the help of Demo.
Once she was up, she stood, shaking and afraid. She knew she looked weak and vulnerable. Her fur stuck to her body, allowing her lack to see how skinny she actually was.
With a huff, she stepped away from Demo, embarrassed to be pressing he wet body against him like she was. Amaia carried on without him, making it to the other side without slipping again. Though it was warm, she was shivering. She collapsed on the other side with a whimper. She was silent other than that, afraid to say something wrong. She was happy to have a pack behind her though, and she shot a glance at Demo in thanks before closing her eyes and attempting to calm down.
It was then when a familiar scent filled her nose. Was it... Maple? She opened her brown eye to catch a look. It was the large mastiff. Despite her wet fur, her hackles rose. Why would she come back? Both her eyes were open now as she scanned the dog. Her fur was hot. Amaia tried to hide her blushing face but couldn't.

[-Tanzanite-]

Maple

"Thank demo later. And dry yourself or you'll catch a cold." The big dog skids down the rocks to the other dogs. "Grab in with your paws, not your claws!" Maple barks. "Use your claws as anchors, and pull!" A huge wave smashes over her head and she howls. "Hurry!"

[Snowlo.]

Demo
with; the pack | feeling; worried
male | single | crush on Amaia | form

Demo padded over to Amaia, his own fur soaked by the water too but not so much as Amaia. He nudged her gently "a...are you ok?" he asked, still shaking due to both fear and temperature. he slowly backed away, knowing the alpha wouldn't appreciate his closeness. he was relieved to have her safe but he never wanted to see the same fear in her eyes again.

[mora ;;]

[[ -- You guys shouldn't stay up so late so that I can catch up to all of you. u.u
@Shewolf: Yes, I'm aware that you said "nick" but for some reason that kind of escaped my mind and so I put another word. Sorry for the misunderstanding. ^^.
Posting in a second...
And please, I would appreciate it if you don't post until I have. It just makes me have to race to write another response- and then my posts get sloppy.]

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ᵐᵃˡᵉ ⁻⁻⁻ ᶜʰᵉˢᵃᵖᵉᵃᵏᵉ ᵇᵃʸ ʳᵉᵗʳᶤᵉᵛᵉʳ ⁻⁻⁻ ᵗʷᵉᶰᵗʸ ˢᶤˣ ᵐᵒᶰᵗʰˢ ⁻⁻⁻ ᶜʳᵘˢʰˡᵉˢˢ

ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ;; Amaia, Cayenne, Maple, Demo, Willow.

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Smith watched as Cayenne volunteered himself to go first, and steeled himself to jump. Smith's claws involuntarily dug into the soft dirt as his muscles tense, watching the husky teeter precariously on the wet rocks. He made it to the other side safely though, with not any noticeable injuries. Then came Amaia as she started her own treacherous trek across the boulders, when her hind legs slipped from underneath her and she fell into the water. Gasping in surprise, Smith raced to the bank where he saw Demo launched himself into the water with a vine trailing after him.They'll both be swept away! he thought, his fear gleaming momentarily in his eyes. But, to his immediate relief, Demo somehow summoned up the strength to haul the clinging she-dog. He let out a breath of relief as they both slunk out of the tumultuous water, shivering uncontrollably on the other side.It's my turn. His eyes focused on the first rock, and he gritted his teeth.I must do this. He studied the surface of the boulder for a second,trying to figure out where the best place to jump would be. He found his mark, and sprang, his claws scratching the rock as he pulled himself to a halt. He heard Maple's warning to use his paws and not his claws, but he didn't think so.If my paws were made of sticky material, I might agree. But the only thing keeping me anchored on this rock is my claws. Taking a deep breath, he tried not to look at the brown, whirling water that brewed under him.Two more to go. You can do this. Bunching up his muscles, he leaped like a cat, legs outstretched as his paws hit rock and he pulled himself to a safe distance. He took a deep breath, and centralized the boulder into his range. Making the second to last jump, he thought he was okay. But he miscalculated, and his upper body hit the side of the rock, which left his lower body immersed in water. Gritting his teeth, he tried to find a groove in the rocks, a hole, anything to pull himself up. Finally, fate tossed him a bone, and he found the small dimples in the concrete. Hauling himself to the top, he threw himself at the bank, where his shoulder hit the ground and he rolled back up onto his feet. Shakily, he looked around.""I suppose we're relatively uninjured, no?" Smith noticed that Amaia was flushing, and followed her gaze to the Tibetan Mastiff that was better known as Maple.Females he snorted, are so bizarre. She just escaped near drowning and she's worried about her.

[ratsy]

I'm a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take.
But since I came here
Felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistake

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...

I'm a young soul in this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake.
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not always easy to make.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...

This is a happy end
Cause' you don't understand
Everything you have done
Why's everything so wrong

This is a happy end
Come and give me your hand
I'll take your far away.

I'm a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take
But since I came here
Felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistake

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la....

Image Belongs To Here.

Name
Brooklyn, Brook for short.

Gender
Female.

Age
Somewhere between two and three years.

Appearance
Brook is a medium sized dog, but only just. She has bright red fur, with a few white spots. Her legs are un proportionally long and she is very petite and thin. Her breed is unknown, and she is most likely a mix. Finally, her eyes are very dark brown. Unless there is light on them, they could seem black.

Personality
Unlike many dogs in this rather dreary land, Brook is puppy-ish and full of sunshine. Metaphorical sunshine, obviously, because there isn't much real sunshine lately. Whether it is warm and moist, or freezing, Brook is likely to claim that the current weather is her favorite, and continue to roll around in something hopefully not too smelly. She prefers to socialize, but will be cheery enough when she can't, too. Also, Brook is a follower, and never a leader: taking charge simply doesn't make sense in her head. She is a pretty good hunter, when she isn't mindlessly hunting leaves or grass, but is a truly terrible fighter.

History
Brook wasn't born in the pack, nor was she born when humans were around. Instead, both of her parents were strays: after a while, all of the pups were simply expected to leave. She did so, and wandered around aimlessly for a while before meeting the pack, which, offered the chance, she most joyfully joined. Since then, she has been exceptionally content to be part of a larger group. Even though she doesn't notice, she can be a little annoying to the more serious dogs in the pack.

Other
I apologize in advance for my slightly rusty roleplaying skills. Also, if it isn't too hard, since I am joining late, may I ask for a quick recap of what's happening right now?

[Snowlo.]

{I have to go sleep now, I hope you don't go too far without me c:}

[Kornelia]

Cayenne leaped onto the other side, and watched Demo walk across the rocks, and easily make it. The red husky narrowed his eyes slightly, watching worriedly as Amaia crossed, and slipped. He leaped after Demo, yanking the vine with all his might, not even noticing the Tibetan mastiff help. They pulled the alpha out of the water, and followed behind her as she crossed the rest of the way. The brute lay down beside her, hoping to help keep her warm. "You okay?" he murmured, licking the small wound she had on her cheek from the earlier splinters.

[-Tanzanite-]

Maple

Sighed as smith, cayenne, demo and Amaia crossed, but only little willow left. The large dog hadn't much a problem climbing up. All she had to do was leap up high enough and haul her self up. She growls. "Great, you all made it. Oh, I think your forgetting someone. Willow I believe. " maple snaps her jaws shut and stalks off into the bushes and pounces in a squirrel and brings it back. Maple sits next to Amaia. "Eat. Or you'll catch a cold or some other awful thing. " then she gets up and waltzes off back to her safe place. It didn't take long, but when she got the the rock pile, she scrambles up and pushes the rocks down. There wasn't much rubble. Just enough to climb, so she destroyed it and went over to the slope that led to the other floors. They'll find me eventually.

[t e m p e s t]

{Accepted. Right now, everyone is crossing off of an island by rocks. Everyone is across already except for Willow. Can you tell me what rank you'd like? Also, we'll try not to, Snowcatcher!}

Amaia watched worriedly as the rest of her pack crossed the dangerous rocks. She nearly jumped out if her skin as Smith almost fell to the same fate she almost had, and let out a sigh of relief as he pulled himself up and came across.
"I'm alright." She confirmed.
Amaia looked around. Most of them were uninjured. Her cheek burned, and you could now see that it wasn't as deep as the blood told. She shook her fur, leaving it clumped in some areas. Her eyes narrowed at Maple. She had saved her, hadn't she? Surely that meant she deserved a place here?
"Well let's get a move on. Maple, are you coming?" Amaia asked, standing by Cayenne with her ears pinned.
She was already gone by the time she asked. She growled in annoyance at the squirrel. It was scrawny. It looked as if it was already dead when she found it. Pushing it away, she glanced at the pit bull who was still across the rocks.