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[catt;]

ℝｅｍｅｄｙ ｏｆ Ｍｅｌｏｄｙ{Female || Healer || No crush or mate ||}
Remedy trotted closer to the brute, examining his side closely. Her mind was full with multiple herb names. She sat for a second before speaking. "I can't do anything really about the bruises, but I can get some leaves to prevent infection on the cuts, and get you some poppy seeds as a pain killer." She responded, no longer smiling, concern clearly across her face.

[Arrows]

He nodded thoughtfully, "That would be great, Rem. How long do you think it will take the nurses to heal?" The brute sniffed in the pungent scent of herbs. Collision pawed the ground softly and wagged his tail softly.

[Writer's Block]

[The Sea]

Lupus-Omega-Male

Yawning, yellowed canines gleaming slightly in the sun, Lupus stretched. He was positioned beneath a dumpster at the edge of where the pack was situated. He got up slowly, black and white fur slightly matted. Lupus shook himself, and walked around a bit, kicking a empty beer can. The can rolled across the cracked pavement, sending up a clatter that disturbed the eerie silence that had invaded the ruins of the city.

[ratsy]

Name?
"Brook", which means "Brook".
Brookety-Brookie-Brook.

Gender?
Female. Girl.
Girliety- Girly - Girl.

Age?
Between two and three.

Rank?
Hunter, though if she doesn't stop the constant teasing of dogs that have much higher ranks, she'll probably end up as omega soon enough.

Rank wanted?
Fine where she is.

Breed?
Mutt.


Personality?
Brook often seems unrealistically cheery and optimistic. That's not because she is hiding behind some sort of mask of happiness or hiding her sad, sad past- it's because she is unrealistically cheery and optimistic. She's quite the tease, and exceptionally immature. The smaller dog is known to be very annoying at points- especially when you've asked her to stop twice already. She is puppish, hyper, jumpy at times. So far, Brook isn't exactly known for developing deep or romantic bonds to others ("Ewwww, ewwity, ew, EW." would be her response to that), though she does love to socialize. However, that doesn't mean she never will: maybe she just needs to grow a little.

History
Both of her parents were strays, and at one point, she was simply expected to move on. Meeting the pack a year ago, she gladly joined, contributing to the group effort with all she had. Though she never really did think her cheeriness would anyone.

Crush?
("Hm, it was Zachary yesterday, but I don't like HIM anymore, might be Lupus, OR Collison. Ask again later.") You do realize you that you're asking this of someone with the maturity of a middle school girl?

Mate?
("Ew.")

Pups?
Brook acts like a pup herself. Obviously, none.

[ratsy]

{Thanks.}
Brook.
Mutt, around twenty-seven pounds, red fur. | Young adult, female. | Currently: happy. | Tagged: --|

Doing nothing in particular, (wasn't she always?) the smaller dog turned at the clatter of the can. Using her back legs to propel herself into the air, she pounced on the can, enjoying the way it crumpled under her paws. Seeing Lupus nearby, she grinned at him, pink tongue lolling out and tail wagging madly. The dust tickled her nose, and she sneezed in a puppish, happy fashion. Her head cocked to the side, thinking up of ways to tease Lupus that wouldn't be too offensive.

[The Sea]

Lupus-Omega-Male
Muttering under his breath, Lupus rolled his eyes slightly. "Great. Just great." Reluctantly, he lowered himself to the ground at Brook's feet. Groveling, he said, as an Omega was expected to do, "Can I do anything for you Brooke?" through gritted teeth.

[ratsy]

Brook.
Mutt, around twenty-seven pounds, red fur. | Young adult, female. | Currently: uncertain. | Tagged: Lupus|

"No?" Brook replies, sounding uncertain. Goodness, she forgot omegas always did that. She cocks her head again, deciding that bugging him right now was a bad idea. This is just awkward, she is terrible at the entire pack ranks and whatnot thing. Waiting for him to stand, she backs away slightly, wagging her tail and debating the idea of sinking into a play bow. He probably wouldn't like that, anyway. Certainly not, actually. Oh, why weren't the other pack members a bit more playful? Didn't it hurt their faces or something to act so mature all the time?

[The Sea]

LUPUS -OMEGA -MALE

Straightening up, Lupus shook out his black and white fur, his ears flapping. "Shouldn't you be chasing squirrels and your tails with Maddie? Or sticking your nose up in the air while socializing with the fighters?" He said rather gruffly. Lupus was nowhere near being a acceptable Omega. He had a habit of back talking and criticizing his superiors.

[ratsy]

Brook.
Mutt, around twenty-seven pounds, red fur. | Young adult, female. | Currently: uncertain. | Tagged: Lupus|

"Yeah, I probably should," She snorts, ears perked up, and tail still crazily wagging. "And I was hunting mice, but the can made noise, so I hunted it instead. I'll get back to my duties. In a moment. Won't hurt anyone."
He must be getting tired of her cocking her head, but she does it again.

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ℝｅｍｅｄｙ ｏｆ Ｍｅｌｏｄｙ{Female || Healer || No crush or mate ||}
Remedy listened to the brute speak, before she responded to his question. "It will only take me a few minutes to apply the leaves to the wound, and only a few seconds to eat the seeds. But the healing process of the wound will most likely take a few days. Once you eat the seeds you should feel better though, it will be as if you never got the wound." Remedy replied, trotting over to a pile of seeds, then a pile of leaves. She then trotted back with them in her maw and set them in front of the brute, looking at him to question if he was ready..