Softball_luv_catcher wrote:Chance:
"Ya! Why don't I show you." He nodded, turning. He looked over his shoulder to be sure the female dog was following. He began padding towards an abandoned barn. He sniffed, he could smell the mice. He ducked his head underneath a wire fence, slightly cutting her back on the sharp wire. It didn't matter to him, it was nothing compared to the scars all over his body from other experiences.
Whisper
{ age; 2 years ✗ gender; female ✗ crush; tba ✗ tagged; Chance }
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She smiled and nodded to Chance. "Yeah, that'd be great." she spoke to him as he turned and began heading away from her. She gave the air a cautious sniff but followed along after the male without speaking. She saw the barn just ahead and tilted her head, wondering why he had brought her here and how they were going to get through the fence. She stood still for a moment as she watched Chance duck down and slip underneath the fence. She tilted her head and followed suit. The fence scraped gently across her back but, being smaller than the male, it didn't make any scratch marks as it had on him. Once inside the fence she trotted to catch up and gazed at the tall barn. "There is food in there? It doesn't look like anyone or anything has lived there for quite some time." she commented to him.
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♦Miley♦
♦Female♦Tags: Marcus♦Reggie♦
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Miley froze, and faced the direction that the dogcatcher was coming from. She knew that they should run, but it was as if she couldn't control her legs. She was frozen in her terror.
'I can't go back to the pound. I won't go back to the pound. I will never go back to the pound.' She felt Reggie nudge her, and she snapped out of her terrorized trance. Determination replaced the terror in her eyes, and she nodded at Reggie. She began to follow him, but then she realized that Marcus wasn't following them. She glanced at him, and pleaded,
"Marcus, please come on! I don't want to go to the pound again.."╔╬═════════════╬═════════════╬╗
♦Marcus♦
♦Male♦Tags: Miley♦Reggie♦
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Marcus raised his tail slightly, and a fearsome low growl escaped from his mouth. He was going to protect Miley no matter what. When she pleaded with him though, he turned to her, and nodded. He remembered how she hated the pound, and he wasn't going to risk her going there again. He ran up to where Miley and Reggie were, and he said,
"Where do we go?
Reggie
{ age; 4 years ✗ gender; male ✗ crush; tba ✗ tagged; Marcus;Miley }
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He watched worriedly as Marcus stood still, quietly growling. He was about to jump forward but after hearing Miley's plea, her brother turned and ran over to them. He looked from side to side as Marcus questioned him, determining which way would be the quickest to safety. He suddenly saw the one thing all dogs feared, the dog catcher, as he rounded the corner into the alley way, catch-pole in hand. "This way, quick!" he barked and took off down a side ally. He knew as long as they stayed out of sight for long enough they could evade capture. They just had to keep running.