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[Alpha*]

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Green eyes open wide as the crate shifts and then she tumbles into the kennel where a large male-dog she recognizes immediately sleeps with an ever present snarl.. even now... though it is more relaxed. "Morning Sol!" is chirped to the dog who opens one blue eye and groans. "Todays' the day! We'll get to run Soldier! We'll get to RACE!" she pants, pawing one large, silvery paw at his scarred shoulder that looks like its dripping blood, but is really his pelt. "Come on! Get up! The Sledder -"

Those blue eyes are strangely soft as he glances at her and then gracefully gets to his slender paws for such a large male and streaches. "The human-whip-male is not called a 'sledder' Malone," is stated with infinite patience in a sweet, if rough, voice, "They are called 'Mushers'." he reminds once more as he curls his tail by his ankles and then sits down - staring with barely hidden aggression across the way where they are kept. For it is there the Lead-Dog is kept.

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Male//Wheel Dog//5 Years Old
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Finn looked around his large and metal fenced kennel, while a smile began to crawl onto his face. He was going to sled today, it wasn't like they never sled, but he hadn't in a while and now he is there being entered in a competition. Still smiling, he stood up and shook the slight amount of dust that had nested into his large and cuddly fur. Yawning, he stretched his tired limbs.

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Mya woke up, in her large kennel, as she yawned before standing up, and looking around. As she sat down, waiting for the Musha to come and take them out of the kennel and into the sledge positions, she looked around at all of the other dogs, before nodding to herself and laying back down, waiting for the musha to come and take them. She then made her tail curl around her, as she nodded to herself before looking up at the sky and watching the clouds go past.

Tundra woke up from his dream, as he rolled over from his back to his stomach, as he slowly got up and sat on the ground, looking around as he smiled. Looking at the other dogs, slightly wagging his tail, not too much, and not to little. He kept there listening to everything around him.

[the family business.]

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❧ | Female | Nevvy | Siberian Husky | Swing Dog | Four Years | Tags; N/A | ❧

Neveah awoke once the blazing sun began beating down on her pelt, Ice blue eyes fluttering open meanwhile her jaws parted in a silent yawn. The female had to blink a few times to adjust to the sunlight before she could finally stand. Once standing, Nevvy pressed her wet nose into the shoulder of her longtime best friend, Tripp, To wake him up. The two both had had a rough life and talking about it to each other seemed to help the two canines relax and move on from what they'd went through, Bond over it actually. "Tripp, It's time to wake up." The female whispered quietly to the sleeping canine, A comforting tone which sometimes surprised even her. As cold as she was to most dogs, She did have her days where she'd act like a pup, Pounce on the other canines and play tricks on them.

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➳ | Brute | Trippy | Siberian Husky x Akita | Team Dog | Four Years | Tags; N/A | ➳

Tripp had been dreaming of his parents, His true parents, The journey to the pound and everything that had happened since. He couldn't help but be relieved as the sweet, Soothing voice of Neveah broke through his subconscious and woke him up. "Mornin' Nevvy." He yawned, Perking his large ears once he stood. (wb X3)

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Sun Ray

The copper and white fae opened her sky blue eyes, reaching out with her paws, maws gaping wide as she let out a large yawn. She padded out of the kennel into the snow filled fields. She wagged her tail as she sat beside the large black brute, Soldier, and the small yipping husky names Malone. "Hello." She said glancing down at Malone, who was obviously over excited about sledding. She opened her mouth, scenting the air. the musher was coming! She ran up to the gate, pushing her nose up the the barbed wire. Whining loudly.

Milky Way

The large white wheel-dog stretched his tired limbs, which ached all over. He had been on a long sled the other day and couldn't wait for another one. The dogs had already started to gather around the gate as the musher started to give out the food, placing each bowl down, each one having a name on one. When he saw his placed he ran over whining excitedly. The large snow coloured brute stuck his head into the already chilled bowl, eating every last scrap before looking up and licking his maws, emerald eyes shining.

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Mya|Lead dog|

Mya slowly looked at the musha, as her food came, she wagged her tail happily, before barking, her bark was not a high pitch, it was a deep one, but not male. She smiled softly before seeing her food on the floor and started to eat it, taking her time with it. She didn't want no one else to have it but she always took her time with it, as she finished it and shook her fur, waiting to be let out. She sat there wagging her tail.

Tundra|Team Dog|
Tundra waited patiently, for his food. As he wagged his tail happily when it arrived, as he jumped up at the fencing, as he kept barking before suddenly golloping it down his throat when his food arrived, as he wagged his tail, before sitting down and waiting patently.

[Alpha*]

Malone tilts her head in greeting to SunRay before grinning once more; "Morning," is stated shyly. Then, another swift jig of her paws that suggests excitement before the pretty silver-white dog digs into her food as soon as it is set down. She doesn't eat to fast, then you would choke.. she knows, but fast enough her meal wasn't frozen or stolen.. that had happened alot at first. It isn't long before she is in her place and being harnessed up.

The huge male barely spares a glance for the dog, a copper-and-white she-dog infact, he is backed up against the cage when the Musher comes in, until he is gone and then Sol eats his food. It isn't that he hates humans.. its that he doesnt trust them, that he has little use for them. That the only reason he is here is for the little silver. Blue eyes are cold as he takes his place beside her, and colder still as the human attatches his leads - barely containing the ever present rage.

Soldier and Mal rest, sitting in the snow side-by-side; this run... it was to prove their worth as the newest members of this team. Niether would allow the other to fail. No-matter the cost.

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Finn's tailed wagged quickly, as the musher came in with his bowl of food. Sitting down automatically, eyes locked onto the silver and metallic bowl. Smiling, he dug his face into the bowl once it touched the floor. Rummaging though his food in a fast pace, he are it all quite speedily. Licking his chops, he lifted his head and barked a thanks to his human.

[Alpha*]

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