Dog Love Life(Accepting/Open)

[Seeley]

-So are mine, they are just running around in the woods-

[Perfect Polish]

A large black male padded slowly through across the ground, his paws hitting the nettles and leaves that had fallen from the tall trees. He stopped suddenly hearing voices ahead. One sounded feminine, the other, more masculine. Laika, a silver husky stood beside him watching as well. Kyrax flicked his ears and padded forwards towards the voices. Laika followed silently and stopped behind him. Kyrax let out a bark to the two dogs. He saw one, was a wolf like dog, the other a german shepherd.

[Corvette]

name. miguel | gender. male | age. five years | breed. podenco canario | crush. open

The Podenco was padding down a sidewalk for well, most of the day really. He hadn't really taken a break other than to get a drink or do his business. His head still pounded a little from earlier that morning, some kid threw a half full coke can at him and nailed him straight in the head. Miguel could truly get over it though, it wasn't like being hit with a speeding bullet. "Perhaps I can get in a spot in the little dog pack." The brute said aloud to himself, head still slightly lowered to be level with his two broad and muscular shoulders. "Or get a mate and start my own." He grumbled lowly this time, rolling his eyes effortlessly. He wasn't sure with himself if he was really being serious about the second part. He figured he'd be better off getting a spot within the pack for more shelter and protection he was receiving on the streets.. Alone.

Miguel chuckled to himself at the thought of being part of a dog pack that he wasn't the leader of. He didn't know if he'd be able to handle it if he didn't have some authority. It would most likely tear him apart, you know, eat him from the inside out until he went crazy if he was bossed around way too much. After being a military dog and always enforcing the rules to younger dogs in training, he didn't know how to live under someone else's roof and following their rules. It was something Miguel wouldn't be able to handle even if he told everyone the reason why. They probably wouldn't understand. After all Miguel figured most of the dogs here hadn't a clue about military work. Three whole years of fighting, working, running, and a whole another two years of nothing but roaming the streets of a city.

He'd recently just turned five years old and his muscles were beginning to ache in places he didn't know he had. Hell, even turning his head the slightest bit right or left made his neck seem to creak. Or pop. His paw pads were wore down, not so much however when he walked they stung, no, they didn't wear down that much yet. He was always prepared for it though. He was almost prepared for anything to happen with him, he wasn't scared of anything any more nor was he intimidated by much. The brute sighed, his eyes becoming slightly heavy as he continued to pad around the busy streets of New York, occasionally being patted on the head by little kids.

Miguel's eyes slightly widened as he noticed a spilled drink on the sidewalk. Finally, Miguel thought within releasing a soft sigh. He slightly quickened his pace and lowered his head to the drink. It was watered down drink and the ice in it was quickly melting. Good enough. The Podenco began to lap endlessly at the cool icy sensation.

[Seeley]

Zorua

The vixen trotted on, though going slow for the husky, making sure the brute could keep up with her.She almost stumbled when she heard a bark. Stopping, she turned around to see two canines in the distance. She let out her own bark, and wondered if the two dogs. Koga wagged his tail, not having control of his body at all. Zorua nudged him with her shoulder, hoping he would settle down. Koga slowly relaxed and slowly made his way over to the other dogs."Koga.... I would be careful, you don't know what they would do. You do not know if they are friendly or not. Do you want to get attacked?"She said to him, walking alongside him.But it would be nice to make some friends though....She told herself, walking ahead carefully.

Althea

Meanwhile the old shepherd fae, struggled to get to her feet from the old bed that she was sleeping on. Luckily she was not sleeping on the cold hard floor like the other two were, since they had offered to take the hard floor than the softer bed of pillows. It was things like that, that made the old dog smile since she knew she had raised the two of them better to know their limits and to rescpet others, no matter what age. She felt her joints crack and pop, as she pushed herself up. Althea managed to gain balance before slowly making her way to the enterance of the warehouse, body aching from how she slept the other night.Age is really getting to me big time... My body can't handle sleeping like this, but it is the only thing that will do for now.... She told herself and sighed before thinking of Zorua and Koga. She had hoped the two would come back with some food soon, for the old vixen was hungry.

Well I will have to go find some liitle stuff to snack on till they get back with something to eat..... She told herself and walked out of the warehouse. She blinked her dark brown eyes from the blinding sunlight that shone down, beating down on her black coat. It was already hot out and it was not even noon time, but she knew that there was a place where she could go to get some water or to go cool down if she got too hot. Scanning the area on the surrounding streets around her, she could hardly see anyone and it did not help that she could barely hear anything either. Luckily she was not near any places that she really needed to be that consisted of her hearing.

It felt good for her to take a nice little morning stroll to help ease her old bones and joints, since there was hardy anything to do around for an old retired k-9 unit. She thought of all the good times and the memories she had of working at the police force and how it was the best job that she loved for nearly 8 years. Sighing softly, she glanced down at the tag that hung from her leather collar and it was in the shape of a badge, with the unit number and her handlers name on it. She nevertook it off even when she was retired and had managed to get away from the humans and lived on her own for a few years. Something caught the old shepherd attention, and she licked her lips. A rabbit went by, stopping nearby. The old vixen snuck up on the rabbit, and snagged it quickly.


Once she devoured the rabbit, she felt somewhat better, and she was able to get some energy back, for now, until the real meal arrived from Zorua and Koga.They are sure taking a long time... I wonder what is holding them up.... I hope they know that they can not be in there forever..... I know Zorua would not take this long, but I have a feeling Koga is there to distract her from her hunting.... Althea said to herself, shaking her head.

[Perfect Polish]

The black brute moved forward carefully and slowly. The wolf-like fae seemed extremely cautious and wary of him. "Stay back, Laika" he murmured to her. He padded forward and stopped a few feet away. He held friendly positions as he approach. "I'm Kyrax" he stated to her, "and this is Laika."

Laika watched the shepherd standing beside the wolfdog. Her blue eyes studied him and his friendly attitude. She wagged her tail slowly as she waited for her brother to finish talking.

[Seeley]

Zorua

Zorua watched one of the two dogs approach, a male and nodded her head, relaxing a little. "I am Zorua, and this is Koga. Nice to meet you both." She said, indicating to the husky beside her, and eased herself, only slightly. Meanwhile Koga sat down and tilted his head slightly before turing his icy blue eyes back on the other two dogs. They seem friendly enough, though I do not want to let my guard down so easily...... She told herself, walking a few more steps closer, but not too close.

[Corvette]

my dog is still open, i'm deleting coogan by the way so if anyone has their dog crush on coogan you can just crush on miguel instead.

[Seeley]

*That is fine, I have Althea open as well, she is just wandering out and about on the streets. I may make her a bit younger.*

my dog is still open, i'm deleting coogan by the way so if anyone has their dog crush on coogan you can just crush on miguel instead.

[sᴛᴀʀғᴀʟʟ.]

Star layed under the large oak tree, grooming her fur. The fae was tired and weak. The water had given her a little bit of strength, but with no food in her belly, her strength was fast diminishing. She closed her eyes and layed her head on her paws, her tail resting comfortably by her side. She suddenly perked her ears and picked her head up when she caught the scent of a nearby dog. She tilted her head. It had been a while since she had interacted with another dog. She staggered to her paws and began to pad towards the scent, finally finding Miguel. She stared at the brute, somewhat nervous. Maybe he was mean? Or even worse.. What if he was violant... Or.. The possibilities were endless, but it couldn't hurt to try. She walked slowly over towards the male dog. "Hello..?" She murmured.

[Corvette]

just curious, but could the dogs (or are they) live in a city like new Orleans or new york perhaps? that would add to the danger factor for drama.

name. miguel | gender. male | age. five years | breed. podenco canario | crush. open | tags. star

Miguel glided swiftly over the pavement, his nails whisking over its surface with a soft, constant clicking. His muscles, stiff from his nightly wanderings, were quickly warming up at this new pace as he tread down the sidewalk of a main street. The morning had already scorched the scenery, here, and no element of darkness Miguel clung to remained. The brute's large ears perked straight up atop his rather triangular shaped head and he spun quickly around on his heels to meet the gaze of an Australian shepherd. His brown eyes were locked straight into her blue ones as he tried to recall what she had said, he'd been so engulfed in his own thoughts he could barely comprehend anything else around him. The Podenco Canario's eyes were narrowed as he eyes the fae up and down and studied her features.

"Hello." The large and lean male spoke, a thick Spanish accent rolling off is tongue as he looked down upon the slightly smaller female. "Who are you?" Miguel inquired, his ear flicking to the sound of people walking by.