.:~:|=We'll.Make.It=Stray Dog RP, New and Needing|:~:.

[the family business.]

(Okay Dagger and Dakota then?)

[Squirrelspirit]

(( Yup, sounds good to me ))

[the family business.]

(You can post first)

[WhiteWater ;]

{{ Okay, Both my 2 Boys are up on the front.. All my dogs are open except Charger :3

[the family business.]

(Okay, Nikitas chilling in a Ferris wheel car)

[Squirrelspirit]

Pawing at a turned over box, Dagger let out an annoyed snort when he didn't find anything. He knew there was food left in the fridge and the only way to get to it was to open it but the door was too heavy for him. He figured that he could find some sort of rope and use that to help him open it. So far the only ropes he found were either not strong enough or too short.

[just peachy]

(Sorry, had to take a test. Back now!)

[the family business.]

Dakota lifted her head up as she padded along the cracked roads, Her tail flicking along by her side when suddenly a new scent hit her, Narrowing her eyes toward the remains of an old house, Ducking in through the doorway, "Hello?" She called, Frowning.

[Squirrelspirit]

Dagger trotted away from the old box and paused when he caught scent of another dog nearby. Even though he had lived with humans he wasn't afraid of the dogs who were strays. He knew that some of them could be aggressive but that fact alone was never enough to stop him from talking to him. Perking his ears up at the sound of the voice, he moved closer to the old house. "Hi. What are you hiding from?", he barked after he spotted the female.

[WhiteWater ;]

.|M|~Mercedes|Female~|M|.

Mercedes looked around, slipping in and out of the telephone poles and Lamp posts. She kept an eye out for any threats, from another dog to a piece of food. She was hungry, but was to scared to trust that any kind of food was not going to be injected with toxins or a trap. She kept moving, Paranoid.

.|C|~Charger|Male~|C|.

Charger rolled his eyes at the annoying sound of a door being slammed shut by the winds. He bounced along, having no specific destination, just letting his legs bring him where ever they wanted. He found himself heading towards the Amusement park.

.|B|~Bayley|Male~|B|.

Bayley followed the usual path he takes to get to the Train station. He would often just sit on one of the old train tracks for hours at a time, having nothing better to do.