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[MTT-Brand Cute Juice]

{Both accepted! Let's get down to business.}

Arriana

-- American Pitbull -- Fae -- No crush -- In an alley -- With no one --

The fae, Blossom, I think, didn't answer, so I left. I grabbed the hotdog the youngest human pup dropped, and barked appreciatively when she gave me her, um, little yellow salty things as well. I think humans call them "ships" or something like that, but to me they're little yellow salty things. I then left to go to my "home," an alley behind the building my ex-owner lives in. I was still hungry, but I had to save a little of what I had. You never know when food will get scarce as a stray.

{Rach is asleep.}

[direwolf.]

Original Picture

Information

Crush
None

Mate
None

Pups
None

Siblings
Unknown

Pack
Pet

Rank
---

Appearance

Breed
Native American
Indian Dog

Fur
Mixes of Brown,
White, Black

Eyes
Dark Brown

Weight
100 lbs.

Height
27 in.

Markings
None

N a m e :
Carla
G e n d e r :
Female
A g e :
Three Years
P e r s o n a l i t y :
Others see her as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see her as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out. She's very outgoing and tends to cling to those who she loves. Due to this, she can come off as annoying.
H i s t o r y :
She lived on the streets most of her life until a couple took her off the streets and brought her home with them. The first few years with them were great. She had a great home with the two men who took her in. Unfortunately, they couldn't keep her for long since the apartment did not allow large dogs. Disappointed, the two gentlemen gave her to one of their friends who had a large house. He happily took her in, but she missed her other owners. Though, she remained loyal to the other man who took her in.

Original Picture

Information

Crush
None

Mate
None

Pups
None

Siblings
Unknown

Pack
Stray

Rank
---

Appearance

Breed
Tamaskan Dog

Fur
Black, gray,
brown, white

Eyes
Brown

Weight
70 lbs

Height
28 in

Markings
None

N a m e :
Quincy
G e n d e r :
Male
A g e :
Four Years
P e r s o n a l i t y :
Quincy is a nice, friendly, and sociable dog. He enjoys company and hates being by himself for a certain amount of time. When he is by himself, he is usually sleeping or staring off into the distance. Sometimes, he can act a bit like a pup and rarely takes thing serious. When the tension is thick, he tries to joke around to defuse the tension. All and all, he's a sweet brute.
H i s t o r y :
He grew up on the streets his whole life on his own. He doesn't know much about his family so he assumes that they are either in the pound, been sold to humans, or dead. He hated being on his own, but he was too cautious about joining a pack because of the responsibilities. Unable to stand being by himself, he asked to join a pack only to be rejected by the Alpha. Ever since then, he has been on his own, searching for a pack to join.

[MTT-Brand Cute Juice]

Accepted! (yay!)

[direwolf.]

[Thank you! ^_^ ]

C A R L A

Female | Three Years | Pet | Native American Indian Dog | No Crush | Appearance

Once she had been let outside of the house, Carla took a running start and leaped over the fence. Her owner never realized she would escape everyday to roam around the town. Besides, she always came back home before it became to dark. The fae began to trot down the sidewalk, tail swishing happily as she went.

Q U I N C Y

Male | Four Years | Stray | Tamaskan Dog | No Crush | Appearance

The brute stretched out on his stomach with a half-eaten turkey leg hanging in his maw. He set the leg down and held down one side with his paw before he dug into the flesh with his teeth. He seemed quite pleased with himself for acquiring such a delicious meal; it was rare to find something like this.

[Meowdle]

Ross trotted down the road, on the sidewalk, of course, to escape his owner for awhile, through he would definitely return. His ears perked as he listened around for trouble; if there was trouble, the black Jindo wanted to be a part of it.

Lark snored as he napped in the alley; he awoke when the sun's rays crept into the shadows and dappled his pelt. The chocolate brown dog yawned and stretched, wondering what adventures the day held. First, of course, the stray had to find a meal.

[direwolf.]

C A R L A

Female | Three Years | Pet | Native American Indian Dog | No Crush | Appearance

Carla made her way to a nearby park that was located near her house. Entering the park, she trotted over to the duck pond. With a bark, she ran toward the ducks with her tongue lolling out of the side of her mouth. She skidded to her stop once she reached the pond and watched the ducks flee in fear. A laugh escaped the fae's muzzle as she sat down and lowered her head to the water's surface.

Q U I N C Y

Male | Four Years | Stray | Tamaskan Dog | No Crush | Appearance

Finishing up the turkey leg, Quincy sat back and licked at his maw. "Delicious." He hummed, tail lightly thumping against the concrete. The brute hopped to his paws and shook his fur before exiting the alleyway. "Ack!" He yelped as he tripped into a fae who had entered the alleyway. "Sorry!" He apologized to Arriana, ears going back as she scrambled to his paws.

[Our Stars.]

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Username: Sword Art Online.

Name: Skylar

Age: Three and a Half

Gender: Female

Breed: Corgi

Personality: Skylar is hyper and energetic, but can be calm and gentle.

History: Skylar was a house dog for a while, but is now a proud stray,
after running away from her humans at a dog park.

Likes: Skylar likes running around, playing, and being free.

Dislikes: Skylar hates being cooped up and in small spaces.

Done! ))

[Spotted.Newt]

(Anyone open for Brie or Zach?)

[Meowdle]

(Ross and Lark are open c:)

[Dorky]

Can i join? (I CANNOT POST PICS SORREH)