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[Spotted.Newt]

(Ok, which do you want to run into which? You can post first. )

[Meowdle]

(How about Lark and Zach run into each other?)

Lark wagged his tail gleefully as he trotted down the alley way. He couldn't wait to find some food - preferably meat. The Chesapeake Bay Retriever lifted his nose into the air, searching for anything edible. The brute padded over to a small trash bin, knocking it over to find a small meat scrap. He licked his lips and bit into it, leaving a little bit leftover to eat later. He hid his leftovers behind a much larger trash can cooped up against the wall. Scenting the air, he smelled that another dog was near by. He peered around in search of it; he hoped it didn't see where he left his meat.

[direwolf.]

[I have Carla open~!]

[Spotted.Newt]

Zach bounded cheerfully down the rode, turning into an ally to look of a bite to eat. Spotting another dog, a goofy looking grin spread across his muzzle, and he trotted over. "Hey there, I'm Zach," the brown and white Pitbull said in a friendly tone, tail moving at about a gazillion miles a second.

[Meowdle]

"I'm Lark, nice to meet you!" Lark giggled at the other dog's wacky grin. The chocolate brown dog wagged his tail happily, though he hoped the pitbull hadn't scented his leftovers.

[Spotted.Newt]

Zach continued to smile, tail still wagging. Forgetting he was hungry, he asked "want to play a game?" He bent into a play-bow, tail sticking up in the air.

[MTT-Brand Cute Juice]

{Sorry, I can't believe I don't post on my own RP!! Sword, you're accepted. Pit Bull, just post your form. You can just describe the dog. And Lie, here.}

Arriana

"Oh, that's okay," I said to the brute, brushing myself off. "I'm a small dog. Happens to me all the time. I'm Arriana. What's your name?" Me being this outgoing was weird, but, hey, life is weird.

{Rach is still asleep. If anyone wants to wake him up, do so at your own risk!}

[Meowdle]

(Ross will ignite the bomb XD)

Ross trotted alongside the road, glancing his head from side to side, growling at any passerby dogs. The brute then headed toward the dog park. Almost tripping over a dog laying on the ground, he halted. "Hey, you! You're in my way!" he growled, shoving the dog with his paw.

(He's talking to Rach)

[direwolf.]

Q U I N C Y

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

Quincy gave a hesitant wag of his tail, ears pinned against his head in a guilty manner. "Heh. I'm still sorry. Oh, my name is Quincy! Nice to meet ya, Arriana." He barked his response, tail wagging a bit faster now. "I'm assuming you're a stray?" He questioned, ears perking up. "I'm a stray myself." He added.

[I have Carla open for anyone~]

[MTT-Brand Cute Juice]

Arriana

Relationship? Not yet. Feeling? Happy. With? Quincy.

"Apology accepted and forgiven!" I said, grinning. "So...yeah, I'm a stray. Humans are my biggest problem. Especially those animal shelter people. If I could say one thing to them, it would be, 'Stop. I'm free and I want to stay that way.' I was starting to like Quincy. Not the like like, I just felt like this would be a great friendship.

Rach

Relationship? No. Feeling? Tired, grumpy. With? Ross.

I groan as I feel someone pawing at me. "You don't have to be rude. I always told everyone who woke me up that my bite is worse than my bark," I say, growling. He is obviously new. Anyone who isn't knows I do not tolerate mean dogs. Of course, that would mean being a mean dog myself, but that's the way life goes.