♫ How to Save a Life ♫ ~ Wild Dog Roleplay ~ ! V.2 MADE !

[cheshire.]

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W E S T E R N D R A G O N
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age; five
gender; male
rank; loner
status; single
tags; stark

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➟West noticed that Stark wasn't exactly an ugly dog but neither would he call her very attractive. He had too much pride to do that. And so, West settled with the fact that she was just an average dog in the pack. He would admit, however, that she had a very feminine and adorable face. He liked that. But now was not the time for chicks. Banishing such thoughts he chuckled at her words before replying bluntly, "Don't feel flattered. I was heading this way anyway so I thought, why not follow a bunch of mutts who give me free food?" West took a daring step forward, challenge sparking in his eyes. His blank face suddenly transformed into that of an ambitious hybrid, the blood of his wild ancestors giving him an almost fierce look.

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I N K A N T A T I O N
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age; three
gender; female
rank; hunter
status; single
tags; bronson

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➟Inkantation gazed at the two paths with curiosity. They looked quite similar to each other so really there was no way to put one path at a disadvantage against the other. In the end, Inkantation nodded at Bronson's words before getting an idea. "Alright, I'm going to make a noise and after I do, you should too." Ink shot him a cheeky smile before tilting her head back and letting out a howl. Almost instantly the forest went silent. Ink's howling sounded like a chorus of nightingales. It was so harmonious and mellifluous that the forest had paused to listen. She let her tone waver, allowing a tune to erupt from her throat. Ink's eyes were closed as she focused on her song though at once she did let her pretty blue eyes flash open to signal Bronson to make some sort of noise as well.

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age; three
gender; female
rank; loner
status; single
tags; bear

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➟Hearing the puppy's words, she sighed, not all that affected when death was mentioned. She had witnessed far too much of it already. It was then that he leg was noticed by him and she was surprised that he knew other dogs. What if there was a pack? Suddenly, the thought of being surrounded by strange dogs startled her. "N-no, I'm fine." She said with a defensive tone. Taking a step back, the fae no longer wanted to be around this puppy. Every other dog she had met had greeted her in a hostile manner, assuming that she was some messed up female because of her scars. Shaking her head vigorously she added in, "Where do you live, or sleep? I just want to go through." She then wondered if the pack might give her food. She was famished and unable to hunt for herself.

[Shep]

[ Stark ] [ age: three years, four months ] [ gender: female ] [ rank: hunter ] [ single ] [ tags: West ]

Stark began to ponder while West was silent for the time being. She guessed it didn't bother her, or the pack, maybe, that loners were feeding off of their scraps. It's not like the pack needed the anyways. Besides, they were just the simple small pieces of leftovers and whatnot. Huffing slightly, Stark looked up and made eye contact with West, listening to his words. Raising a brow, Stark quickly replied in a sweet tone, "Oh dear, I never said I was flattered." Stark gave a small smile, watching the brute and then continuing to listen. His dramatic change in expression and emotion intrigued Stark, and she tilted her head. She thought for a moment, beginning to have second thoughts. Now, she supposed, was the time for questions. "Well I'd like to ask you a question: have you always been this close of the pack's hunting parties?" Her original sweet and innocent, yet defensive emotion quickly faded and introduced a hint of aggressiveness. "If so, you'd be doing a mighty fine favor of keeping a distance away from the pack. Stay farther away, and I believe you're off the hook this time," she growled. She wasn't fazed by his daring intimidation, and she continued to watch him, her eyes staring into his indifferently.

[~Arrow~]

Leaf dug into the squirrel hungrily. She ate everything and once she finished she looked up at the female. "Thank you... Dakota. Who will be taking care of me?" She asked.

[the family business.]

Dakota smiled back at the young fae, Sitting down in front of her, "Well... I could if Koda agrees, If not, I could ask a caretaker to watch over you, And like adopt you." She giggled, Licking Leaf's forehead before gazing back at Max and Koda.

[~Arrow~]

Max smiled at her and came and sat by her. "Leaf I am very sorry if I scarred you. When you grow older what type of rank do you want to be trained in?" He asked the young fae.

Leaf looked at him surprised. "Well... I would like to be a hunter, or... or a healer." She stammered.

[Shep]

ｓ ａ ｗ ｙ ｅ ｒ

name - Sawyer
age - four years and seven months of age
gender - male
breed - White Swiss Sheperd
rank - patrol
pack - Koda's

eye color - amber
fur color - white
markings - none
scars - one on his shoulder, but his long fur covers it

personality - In general, a very reserved and quiet male. He is caring, yet anti-social, and absolutely adores pups. It takes quite a bit to get him angry. The first time you meet Sawyer, however, he is a shy and silent male. Sweet, though, on the inside. Once you come around to know him though, you might notice how stubborn and intelligent he is.
history - As a matter of fact, Sawyer was born on a ranch. Loved greatly by his family, Sawyer supposed he had one of the best kind of lives a dog could have. He was only a puppy when he started to herd the lambs into the corrals and the small pigs into their pens. When the humans wiped out, there was nothing he could do. He lied in the house for weeks, about three years, and finally mustered the courage to leave the skeletons within his house. As of now, Sawyer is taking the time to mend his broken heart.

crush - Sawyer actually doesn't believe he'll ever gain a crush on someone. He's too anti-social and doesn't think he can actually become acquainted with anyone.
mate - He isn't necessarily looking, and like his crushes, doesn't think he'll ever get one.
pups - Sawyer actually adores puppies, but in the same breath would also prefer not to.

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[ Just decided to make another character since I've got nothing to do right now... :P ]

[the family business.]

Max smiled at her and came and sat by her. "Leaf I am very sorry if I scarred you. When you grow older what type of rank do you want to be trained in?" He asked the young fae.

Leaf looked at him surprised. "Well... I would like to be a hunter, or... or a healer." She stammered.

Dakota smiled, Curling her fluffy, Fox-like tail around Leaf, "I think you'd make a great hunter or healer." She chuckled softly to the Shetland sheepdog pup, Smiling brightly at her.

(He's adorable XD)

[Shep]

[ Why thank you. c; ]

[the family business.]

(Lol like honestly X3)

[LilHoneyBee]

.::| Koda | Male | Four | Alpha | Tagged: Dakota, Max & Leaf | Doing: Talking |::.
I nod again, my large ears flicking. "I'm sure Anna wouldn't mind." I say, licking my muzzle. "You will have some other pups to play with." I say, my tail wagging, "And if you want to be a healer, we have Brid to teach you." I say trying to explain things. "How about we take you back to camp and show you around?" I say, smiling to her.

.::| Elsa | Female | Two | Hunter | Tagged: Sarge | Doing: Talking |::.
I smile, "I think that's a compliment?" I say, sorta in a question as I begin to walk, "So, where are we going? I can't lead so.." I start, nudging him forward, "You are going to." I say with a small giggle.

.::| Brid | Female | One Year | Healer Apprentice | Tagged: Ellie | Doing: Talking |::.
Nodding, I smile, "No problem." I say, blinking my dark brown eyes.

.::| Bear | Male | Seven Months | Puppy | Tagged: --- | Doing: Exploring |::.
I look at the fae, head tilted, "Well I sleep in a den.. Inside my pack's territory." I tell her, itching at a scratch on my ear.


Sorry, I'm not accepting anymore loners. ._. ;;