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[The Sea]

Lupus- Omega-Male

Allowing a slight chuckle at Brook's rambling, Lupus shifted to his other paw. "It requires much skill to chase cans I suppose." He said rather sarcastically. He looked around at the desolate landscape, the skeletons of once majestic skyscrapers, and immediately felt his pleasant mood fade away.

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Collision, as if answering her, leaned forth and gobbled down the seeds, barely chewing. Then, he sat back on his haunches, balancing himself on long back legs and waiting with a patient, expectant look.

Phoenix trotted to where she spotted the juiciest piece of prey where a small pile was and snatched it, settling down a bit farther from her corner to eat it. She wolfed it down and then rolled onto her side where the sun's rays could catch her.

[short posts, I'm on my phone, have to go somewhere.]

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[bump. I added a new form to my original post on page two, a healer.]

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[Thanks. Again, I'm on my phone. I'll spiff it up again when I get on the computer. c:]

Montana Joe carried a plump bird towards where Remedy and Collision stood. This had been the freshest, plumpest kill since the Great Storm, and he wanted to give it to Remedy. The healer strutted right up, and dropped the bird right at his packmate's feet. "I brought ya something, Rem." Mojo declared, playful eyes glittering. He had long, gorgeous golden fur that shimmered when the light hit it just right. His eyes were a hazel color, and he had floppy ears that perked up when he was excited. The mix was rather tall, and he had powerful, muscled, lengthy legs that helped him run with rather amazing speed. His tail wagged happily and his tongue lolled gently from his mouth. Finally, the brute turned towards Collision's direction and narrowed his eyes. He had just gobbled up poppy seeds "Is he okay? Did you already diagnose him?" Mojo sounded somewhat disappointed. He was still learning as a healer, and always wanted to exercise his skills on real patients, yet Remedy always beat the silly dog to them. It was probably because he was rather distractable.

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ℝｅｍｅｄｙ ｏｆ Ｍｅｌｏｄｙ{Female || Healer || No crush or mate ||}
Remedy chewed the leaves and them applied them to the scratches on the brute. She then pushed the seeds towards Collision, she then smirked when Montana Joe dropped the bird in front of her "Eat these to relieve the pain, thank you Montana. He will be alright, his scratches will just take a few days to heal." Remedy informed him, looking at the bird and noting that she would save it for later when she was more hungry. She certainly did not want to waste the meal.

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[Didn't he just eat seeds? Cx]

Collision, as if answering her, leaned forth and gobbled down the seeds, barely chewing. Then, he sat back on his haunches, balancing himself on long back legs and waiting with a patient, expectant look.

Mojo nodded politely, grinning and flopping his ears about. "Do you need any extra herbs? I can get them for you if you do! You taught me what they all looked and smelled like, 'member? I found a lot of patches on the outskirts of the city." The mutt's eager voice was chipper and the energetic dog gave a giddy jump. It was clear that Mojo needed to get out of the camp and do something.

Collision nodded, rolling his shoulder gently. "Thank you, Remedy. I'm glad its not so major." He sounded a bit relieved. With that, the German Shepherd promptly left and darted out of camp, muscles rippling underneath his fur as his paws barely skimmed the ground. It felt good to get a breeze through his fur in the summer air. The brute paused at what was once a shining, beautiful flat for a human. Collision, on his mission to search for soft materials, cautiously stepped into the huge building. In what was once the lobby, debris lay everywhere, and there were musty-smelling blood spatter that made Collision flinch. Terrible things happened. He thought bitterly. The male continued, though, to a room as large as the lobby, which had a huge king bed with lavish, gorgeous covers that were now dusted with dirt. He jogged up to the bed, halfheartedly sniffing at them. The comforter was embroidered with red on the edges and had gold crowns stitched into a design, along with swirls around it. Collision paused to look at it, but then ripped it off of the bed with a single tug. The dog stripped the bed of everything, ripping the pillows to find fluff, tearing off blankets, and grabbing anything that would prepare the dogs for the winter. Then he attempted to roll the materials up to make them easier to carry. Collision set them all in the lobby, and scoured the house until nothing soft or fluffy remained. Proud of his work in such little time, the brute snatched up everything and trotted back into camp with a triumphant look. He set most of the bedding in the center of camp, but grabbed the beautiful comforter from the first room of the flat and dragged it to Red Frost. He leapt upon the car and set the blanket upon the hood. "I took everything I found from one of the human's expensive buildings. It didn't get ripped up as much as the others, and was one-story, so everything was fine. The materials should be enough to give the pack at least two extra layers. I thought I'd give you first pick, uh, you know. I found this blanket in the master room of the house. Would you like it?" Collision brushed off dirt briskly and gave it a nudge to bring it closer to her. So what if he was trying to make a gesture? He wanted to. The brute flashed his charming smile softly.

[Wow...0.0...no writer's block there!]

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ℝｅｍｅｄｙ ｏｆ Ｍｅｌｏｄｙ{Female || Healer || No crush or mate ||}
Remedy thought for a moment, considering his offer. "Well, we are short on some of the herbs around here. I can accompany you on your journey if you want, the more paws the more herbs we can collect." Remedy responded with a light smile, getting up from the sitting position she was in and shaking the dust off her fur. She was quite bored, and did need something to do in order to pass the time, so an adventure to the outskirts of the town would be a perfect fill for her schedule.

{ Whoops, sorry about that. I read the post like an hour before I responded and I must of forgotten. xD }

[The Sea]

Lupus-Omega-Male

(I have parental controls on my computer, and they decided to annoy me and denied me access to the post reply button. I have to use the quick reply, argh. )

Briskly turning around, Lupus sauntered away from Brook. "Don't dwell on the past, it's over now." He thought to himself, looking up, a grey cloud drifting across the sun, denying them the weak watery sunlight. It appeared as though nobody needed him to do the jobs that the omega was given, so the slim muscular brute trotted out of the wide alley that acted as camp. Once out, Lupus increased his trot to a run, his body moving fluidly. Lupus was built for running, having inherited more of his mother's sleek agile frame than his Pitbull fathers stockiness. The brute's paws pounded against the cracked pavement, his tongue hanging out. In front of him, the crumpled remains of a building blocking the street. He slowed down slightly, dodging large chunk of concrete. Suddenly, a sharp pain invaded the pad of his paw. Cursing, he lifted his paw to inspect it. There was a medium sized shard of glass imbedded in the black pad, a red stain slowly seeping across the surface. Lupus turned around and began to limp back to camp. He had a feeling the Healers wouldn't help him, considering he was Omega. The shadowy entrance to camp was in front of him.

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The healer nodded immediately, darting towards the entrance before he even spoke. He nearly slammed into the omega, Lupus, and paused slightly. "Oh, I'm sorry." Mojo's eyes narrowed sharply. "You're limping. Something's wrong. What happened?" The eyes of a healer are rather trained. Montana Joe waited for an answer, his silly, boisterous attitude interrupted.

Collision was rather disappointed, but he masked it well and put a tiny smile on his face. "Alright." He barked, trying to sound more cheerful but failing a bit. The German Shepherd leapt from the car, pounding gracefully, he purposely left the comforter, acting as though he would come back for it. The first dog he walked to was Phoenix, where he lay the materials in front of the English Mastiff politely. Phoenix silently chose a large fluffy blanket, and she then turned back to her own nest, throwing it to the side where she would organize it later. "Thank you, Collision." The brute heard her murmur the words and he smiled. Then, the male walked off to other dogs to ask them.

[Muke.]

Mary Jane
I looked up lifting my head slowly watching my surroundings or the dogs around me more like it ~I wonder the others are doing~ I thought to myself and got up actually wanting to meet others.