♔ Astray ♔ (Dog RP) Open and Accepting!

[Lavellan]

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alpha ♕ golden retriever cross ♕ 5 years old ♕ scent: mint ♕ tags: lilith/healers/ace

Ducking her head as she and Lilith entered the healer's den, Izla took a step back, allowing Violet, Cypress and Reuben to sort it out. Passing her father as she exited the den, she nudged his cheek - their customary greeting - and padded out into the camp. The air was warming swiftly as the sun rose in the sky, and the Alpha sat in the shade near her den, dark eyes wandering the camp. A number of dogs were now milling about camp, and Izla sat, motionless as she watched them, breathing slowly, calmly. Her eyes traveled to one of the fighters, Ace, as he padded from his den, his well-kept coat shining in the sun. The male husky was new to the pack, but Izla wanted to ensure that he was welcomed. Watching the male look towards the prey pile with longing, then force himself away, Izla stood, padding towards the pile and picking up a meal - a round, plump game bird. Padding almost silently to the male as he watched other fighters practice, she dropped the bird at his paws, sitting next to him and watching the training herself. "If you need, eat." She said simply, not looking to the male, "We need our fighters at top strength."

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healer ⚕ golden retriever⚕ 8 years old ⚕ scent: cocoa ⚕ tags: river/reuben/mistake/cypress

A pleasant smile crossed Aeon's features as he listened to River speak. The youngster was like a ray of sunshine, pleasant and friendly. As she spoke of her speaking too much, the male chuckled, but didn't interrupt. "I'm glad you're enjoying pack life." Aeon said kindly, standing up. "However, I'd hate to take you from your duties any longer, Miss River. I should return to my den, in case anyone is looking for me. Good luck with your hunts today." Speaking with a smile still on his face, the male nodded in farewell to the Burmese Mountain Dog, and then turned away from her, padding back to camp. Noticing a buzz around the healer's den that he shared with Cypress, he padded forward with a tilt to his head, nudging Izla's cheek as he passed his daughter. "Hello, Reuben, Mistake." The male spoke softly, nodding to the blanket that the apprentice male was worrying. "What's all this?" He asked, head tilted lightly.

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fighter ⚕ pitbull x ⚕ 3 years old ⚕ scent: petroleum ⚕ tags: bosco/mulah

'Collapsing' as the pup leapt onto his back, Yonai yelped, pretending that the pup was hurting him. The youngster might grow to be a fighter, and Yonai wanted to encourage him. On his back, Yonai covered his nose with his large paw, 'hiding' from the pup as the youngster's thin tail hut him numerous times. Chuckling lightly, Yonai rolled to his stomach again, standing up. "You win, Bosco!" He told the pup, tail wagging softly. "You'd make a great fighter some day, kiddo." He chuckled, unaware of what the pup's intentions for the future were. As he looked to the pup, he spotted the lead fighter leaving the camp, and wondered whether she was going to patrol or not. Shrugging - she didn't ask for volunteers to join her, so she might not want company- the male spotted Bosco's mother, and, with a wag of his tail, greeted the queen silently.

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loner ⚔ australian shepherd dog ⚔ 4 years old ⚔ scent: jasmine ⚔ tags: lucious/xantara

"See ya later, darlin'." The parting, teasing words that Eira shot back to the male were slightly muffled thanks to the meal she held between her teeth, but the female didn't slow, didn't look back. Even though she had teased him, she didn't want to hang around to find out his response. She moved easily through the woods, keeping her eyes and ears peeled for any other signs of life. She didn't want to run into any of that Doberman's pups - fighters. As she neared the borders once again, the pack's scent markings became strong, then faded as she passed them. Stopping literally meters from the borders, another teasing movement for any pack members who might have come across her, she ate her meal, snapping up the small rabbit in mere moments. Licking her lips as she finished her meal, the Aussie shepherd decided to find out exactly where the pack's boarders lay, picking up an easy trot, moving parallel to the boarders. After moments, another dog's scent caught the female's nose, but it wasn't coming from the pack's territories. Spinning her head around, the female caught sight of a large, tan fae, and Eira bristled. A pack member would be easily avoided, but another loner. Lowering her head submissively, hoping that her 'poor me' act would work on this female too, she allowed her tail to sweep once, kinda hoping that the other female would just look the other way and ignore her.

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ａｇｅ ;; 5 years
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; masculine
ｃｒｕｓｈ ;; grab his interest
ｂｒｅｅｄ ;; siberian husky
ｒａｎｋ ;; fighter
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ;; calm, thankful
ｔａｇｓ ;; izla
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suddenly, a calm but ordering voice sounded in his ears. flicking them, he rotated his head to reason with the words, but then paused. this was the alpha, leader of the pack. he knew that he must watch what he says, or it could lead to punishment. maybe even exile. something else was buzzing in his mind aswell, however; her pelt was golden and magnificent. what a beautiful lass, he thought. bowing his head silently, his eyes met with the bird's glazed and emotionless ones that she dropped. would it be rude to accept? surely it would also be rude not to accept a gift from the alpha? fighters did need their strength, and he wasn't sure he could fight without a full stomach. "thank you, my alpha." with that, he dipped his head to take bites out of the poor morsel. the flavors were rich inside his mouth. after a couple of mouthfuls, he thoughtfully nudged the prey to the fae, then cleared his throat. "the alpha is the main structure of the pack. without it, we would all fall apart." the brute paused, then continued. "therefore, you must eat, as well. please."

[. mira .]

Aero
Masculine ● Doberman Pinscher ● 4 years ● Fighter
Tags; Izla, Ace

The Doberman was lost in his dreams. They weren't good dreams, nor nightmares. Aero's well-kept coat shined, but the personality beneath it was spit-fire. Aero rose nearly the instant his eyes opened. He couldn't stand sleeping in. Aero padded out of his den and into the sunshine, the sun's rays making their way through the canopy of trees. Fighter practice was beginning, and Aero would join them after breakfast. The male helped himself to a squirrel. Aero didn't stuff himself or starve himself either. He ate a moderate amount, so you couldn't see his ribs through his jet-black short-hair coat. The Doberman sat down next to Izla and a new fighter. "Morning, Izla, Ace." He spoke steadily, though a bit spit-fire. He didn't have much friendliness in his tone. He barely acknowledged his alpha, because that was the way he was. He only gave respect to those who deserved it from him, and dogs deserved respect by earning it. So far, Izla hadn't really earned his respect, though Aero knew his place in the pack, so he greeted the alpha with calmness.

[broken*]

lilith || lead warrior
beauceron || 6 y/o fae
ｔａｇｇｅｄ danger

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the dark fae meandered her way through the forest, taking her time to approach the border before she finally reached it and began to walk along it, her ears perked and her nostrils flaring, taking in every sense around her. that's when two scents hit her from just slightly downwind; a squirrel and a dog, a dog that was not a part of her pack, it was not someone that she recognized. lowering her body to the ground beneath her, she crept forward slowly, sneaking up behind a bush, where her eyes spotted the dark brute who looked like he was about to hunt the squirrel, on her pack's land. within a moment, she let out a dark snarl, and lept up, pouncing on the creature. she was startled for a second upon the realization that the brute was the same species as she; a beauceron... but she forced that thought out of her mind, growling deeply as she bared her fangs at him, her ears pinned flat against her skull. "who are you?! and who do you think you are, stealing prey from the pack?!"
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reuben || healer's apprentice
brittany spaniel || 2 y/o brute
tａｇｇｅｄ mistake, aeon

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looking up when he heard a familiar voice, the red and white brute let out a smile and a short bark of happiness at the arrival of his friend, but continued trying to make the blankets as comfortable as possible. he didnt like calling his friend by the name he had, for it seemed rude to the kind fellow, and so he had made up his own nickname. "hey mista! i'm-" but before he could get out the words of what he was working on, his mentor aeon entered the den, and instantly he lowered his head in respect, his eyes shifting over to the corner of the den, his movements ceasing. sir aeon. ladies lilith & izla brought these blankets in; lady lilith found them on patrol and wanted us to have them, to use to make the den more comfortable for anyone that was sick or injured and ended up spending the night here."
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morgana || loner
belgian malinois mix || 4 y/o fae
tａｇｇｅｄ none, open

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after the humans had vanished, morgana was completely able to leave her dirty little alleyway with her box and blanket in it. but she didn't want ti. it had been her home for so long, and it was the last reminder she had of her mother. but she knew that there were better places to go, and so, after much consideration, she ventured out. she was on the outskirts of the city anyways, and after doing a bit of searching she found a building that looked as though it had been abandoned long before the humans left. but to her, it was perfect. right along the edge of the city and the forest. and so she returned to her old home and began to drag both her box and her blanket to her new one. she remained on the first floor, tucked away in a corner full of old insulation, which would give her more heat in the cool of winter, since her coat was so short. after making herself at home, she decided it was time to try and find something to eat, as reminded by her grumbling stomach, and so she headed out, slipping in to the foliage of the forest. hopefully she'd actually be able to catch something today, something she had struggled to do the last few days.
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mason || hunter
bavarian mountain scenthound || 8 y/o brute
ｔａｇｇｅｄ none

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the large male had awoken about the same time as everyone else, or so it seemed at least, as he sauntered lazily out of his den only to see multiple dogs already up and about. there were several pairs having conversation with one another, and as he spotted the alpha talking to the lead warrior, he could only hope that at some point soon a meeting would be called and they would be sent off in shifts. he by no means would be sent out to check borders or for threats, as the warriors did, but hunting was definitely something he enjoyed and excelled at, and he was very eager to get to it. feeling the sun warming his body, he made himself content to just lay down and bask in it until he was told to do something else.
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[Insignia.Peril]

Mulah
Cas | Fae | 5 years | Pit bull mix | Rank; Queen | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); Bosco | Heat stage; not in heat | Tag; Sadie, Yonai

The female wagged her tail back at Yonai, chuckling as she watched him play with her son. For a fighter, he seemed to enjoy playing with the pups. Perhaps he wanted to encourage Bosco to be a fighter one day or perhaps he was considering having pups of his own one day? Cas was uncertain of his motives, but she trusted him all the same. He was quite friendly after all. "Good morning," Cas called out to the male in a friendly tone. "How are you doing this fine morning?"

Obsidian
Sadie | Fae | 6 weeks | Lab mix | Rank; Pup | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); too young | Heat stage; too young | Tag; Cas, Yonai

Sadie, glad for the queen to have a distraction, started to wander off toward a small rock. It looked good to climb upon and perfect to view a little ways away. To the pup, this would be a grand adventure. Smiling at her genius plan, Sadie made her way to the rock and began to struggle to climb up onto it. For her small legs, it was a challenge but she was determined to make it to the top.

Samson
Sam | Fae | 3 years | Mixed breed | Rank; loner | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); none | Heat stage; not in heat | Tag; open

Morning came all too quickly for the three year old; she had spent most of the night hunting in vain and, as a result, did not get the sleep she needed to feel refreshed. Her paws ached from all the walking she'd done in the past few weeks. Although she was used to running about from her time on the farm, she'd always had a bowl full of kibble and a warm place by the fire to replenish her spirits. Thinking of the kibble now made her mouth water longingly, her stomach growling in response to the thought. She didn't remember the last time she'd eaten, but now as she yawned and rose to her aching feet, she decided to try to hunt again. She couldn't afford sleep now that the day had broken - it was far too dangerous to be asleep when other dogs and threats were up and on the move.

Paddle
Paddy | Brute | 7 years | Hound mix | Rank; Beta Male | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); none | Tag; Viktor

Having been up early, the male trotted around the den, doing an early perimeter check before most of the pack had awoken. Nose to the ground and eager to pick up scents, the hound made his way around the area. So far so good, he thought to himself before he picked his head up to find a young pup walking on three legs toward the healer. Wanting to be of help, Paddy made his way toward the pup. "Are you okay? What happened?" The brute asked the male, his head tilting to the side out of concern. He had always been a caring guy, but usually his caring front came from a love of making sure no rules were broken and from his love of playing the role of peacemaker.

Bosco
Bo | Brute | 6 months | Pit bull mix | Rank; pup | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); too young | Tag; Yonai, then Rigby

The pup laughed, happy with his victory. His tail still wagging, Bosco licked Yonai's face in a way only pups can get away with. "You really think so?" he asked, considering the possibility of becoming a fighter one day. He hadn't really given it much thought - he was eager to grow up, but he never knew what he should pursue and would always move on to the next thing on his agenda. Perhaps he would make a good fighter, but he'd fully make up his mind later. For now, play was all he could truly think about. He saw another dog that might make another potential playmate. "See ya later, Yonai!" He called out as he snuck up behind the dog and jumped onto his back playfully, licking the dogs face gently. "Hiya, Rigby!"

Cajun Spitfire
Cajun | Brute | 3 years | staffordshire terrier x chocolate lab mix | rank; fighter | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); none | Tag; open

Cajun stretched his legs out, enjoying the feeling of grass beneath his paws. From where he stood near the food pile he could see most of the pack members up and about, starting their days. He wondered when they would go on a patrol, but made no notion to start one up on his own. He wanted to enjoy the slow pace of the day while it lasted, as much of the time it got busy rather quickly. He looked about the grounds, watching a pup play with another pack member while another limped toward the healer. He sighed before getting up and padding to the stream to get a drink of water.

How to be a Heartbreaker
Player | Fae | 3 years | blue heeler x sheperd mix | Rank; hunter | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); none | Heat stage; not in heat | Tag; open

The female trotted along the hunting grounds, on the lookout for prey. Her small stature wasn't able to take down much of anything by herself, but she was agile enough to catch rabbits - and lots of them. She kept her ears tuned in to the subtle sounds of the forest, listening for anything of interest. She felt a small twinge of loneliness, maybe she would find someone to cuddle with once she returned to the camp.

[carpe noctem.]

Ｈｅｒａ

| Fae | 3 | Saluki | Hunter | Tags; Alby

As she stepped out of her den,she saw dogs huddled around in conversation,some being orginzed into patrols or hunting parties. She then noticed the long-haired German shepherd,Alby around too. Her long,feathered tail flicked in a happy gesture as she walked up to him. "Hey Alby,how are you today?" She asked,resting on her huanches as she waited for a reply.

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| Fae | 3& 1/2 | Husky X Malamute | Hunter | Tags; Hunting Party

Antionette looked around,ears pricked as she heard the voice of Ryder,the male lead hunter. She wagged her tail slightly,glad that he had spoken up. She was itching for a good hunt,so she barked her approval and then looked around,waiting to see if others would join in too.

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| Fae | 4 | Collie Mix | Fighter | Tags; Ace

Charlotte moved out of camp,her throat dry and the yearn for water becoming stronger. As she neared the river,she saw the familiar German shepherd,Ace. She gave a respectful nod to him,then crouched down and lapped at the water,the feeling refreshing and quenching her thirst. As she finished,she quickly ran her tongue around her muzzle and the spoke up,deciding to strike up conversation with him. "Hey Ace,seems you and I have the same idea on what to do,my throat was a bit dry,glad this water source is near.' She rambled on,she could probably keep a conversation interesting even if she was talking to herself,that's how the peppy female was.

Ｆｅｌｉｃｉｔｙ

| Fae | 3 | Border Collie Mix | Loner | Tags; Open

Felicity moved quickly through the thick brush,each pawstep calculated and precise. She knew what she was doing was risky,but she knew that measures would have to be taken to find food. Her stomach seemed to roar at just the thought,even a morsel would be fine,after all,it's better than nothing. She moved to a patch of dead leaves,rolling in them momentarily. It would mask her unique scent of petrichor and lavender for the time being,though it only partially did the job. Hopefully it would be good enough to get to the hunting grounds. Last time she went there,she had been detected,though not spotted by the pack dogs. She hoped that it would go smoother this time,though she'd be just fine if she left with something to eat.

Ｏｎｙｘ

| Brute | 4 | Doberman X Dane | Fighter | Tags; Open

Onyx looked around,seeing dogs do there own thing and move around. Personally,he wanted to talk to someone or do something,though waited to see who was free and wasn't doing something important,as he didn't want to interrupt anything.

Ａｄｍｉｒａｌ

| Brute | 4 & 1/2 | Akita | Fighter | Tags; Open

Admiral trotted out of camp,deciding to go on a lone patrol for some alone time. He trudged in the brush,emotionless gaze shifting from bush to tree as he went along. His steps were careful and corridenated,making sure not to step on any twigs or cause to much noise. He was prepared to spring into action at the slightest sound of an approaching dog.

Ｒｙｄｅｒ

| Brute | 3 & 1/2 | Dalmatian X Husky | Lead Hunter | Tags; Grabbing a hunting party

Ryder looked around,scanning the camp to see which hunters were around at the moment. He wanted to get a hunting patrol,it would help fill up the prey pile. He stretched his front paws,then giving a sharp bark loud enough for those in camp to hear. "Attention hunters,I am arranging a hunting party and I need a few extra paws to help me out,who's in?" He spoke clearly,making sure his point came across heard. His tail wagged slightly as he waited for a few to chime in with help.

Ａｕｇｕｓｔｕｓ

| Brute | 4 & 1/2 | Kangal | Fighter | Tags; N/A

The large brute stood upright at the mouth of his den,his gaze trailing around pack and then to the forest beyond. He licked his muzzle,then blinked slowly. He felt a looming tiredness around him,though he was positive it would soon go away. Deciding to go see if he could join in with a patrol or just do something,he moved out of his den and further into camp.

[chase.]

Danger ✗ - Vicious? nah, baby I'm dangerous

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the 'heartless' soul
n. names --
gender male [♂]
age five years
crush Open
rank loner
accent Spanish
form [xXx]

Tags:
>> lilith

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Danger growled as he was pinned to the ground before he could react. Flashing his sharp canines he matched the females glare with his own. "just great, a little puppy dog come to tell me off, eh?" He teased the fighter. Drawing his back legs to his stomach in one swift movement he pushed them upwards, aiming for her stomach in an attempt to get her to move off of him. "It doesn't matter who I am, one squirrel won't kill you now will it, you little goody two-shoes. What you going to do then, take me to your little princess or set your fighters on me." He spat back, his hackles raising as his cold eyes searched the female's face for any emotions.

[mood : irritable, hungry] [location : outside pack borders] [wants : nothing]
















Gypsy ➴- weak? oh no, I'm just waiting

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the 'broken' spirit.
n. names gyp, wolf
gender female [♀]
age four years
crush Open
rank fighter
Accent british
form [xXx]

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>> Logan

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Gypsy listened, grinning slightly "yeah, lets hope so." She replied with a chuckle. She had barely processed the words the male spoke before she was taken off-guard, being knocked clean of her feet. As everything caught up to her, she let out a light laugh "okay, element of surprise is keen." She noted out loud , her tail sweeping along the ground as she let it wag, looking up at the Brittany spaniel.

[mood : surprised, impressed] [location : pack grounds] [wants : to hunt]
















Mistake ☾ - what happens, happens, just carry on with life

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the 'lost' hope
n. names 'mista'
gender male [♂]
age three years
crush Open
rank hunter
accent n/a
form [xXx]

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>> Reuben
>> Aeon

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Mistake's attention was stolen by the healer as he appeared. "Morning Aeon." He greeted, his tail wagging gently behind him before he turned to Reuben as he spoke, "I came here to offer some help." He added, looking at the golden retriever. Mistake admired the respect that Reuben had for his mentor.

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Thirteen ∞- cuts hurt, but what hurts most is a broken heart

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the 'damaged' one.
n. names --
gender female [♀]
age five years
sexuality straight
crush Open
rank hunter
Accent alaskan
form [xXx]

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>> Hunting party

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Almost as soon as she heard the hunting party invitation her ears perked. Heaving herself up onto all four paws she made her way over to the group, nodding her head in respect to Ryder. "I'm all up for a bit of hunting Ryder," She replied, looking around to see who else had offered themselves to the male's hunting party.

[mood : relaxed, patient] [location : pack camp] [wants : to go hunting ]

[feyre.archeron]

Ｒｉｇｂｙ (Ｉｇｇｙ)
Male (unaltered)
Fighter
APBT x Dalmation
Form: X
Voice: X
Feeling: Bored, Playful
Tags: Bosco
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Rigby had been awake for hours, but he sat bored at the edge of the pack’s camp, his tail tucked at his side. His white fur reflected whatever warmth he may have soaked up from the sun, leaving him feeling rather cool. He stretched his front paws out before him, his maw stretching in a large yawn. His muscles were thick, fit like that of a fighter. He had chosen the position long ago. He had never been much of a hunter, too built for the quickness that was needed to hunt quick moving prey, but he was also too distracted for such a job. Fighter was easier for him, he just had to act on instinct, there was no need to be patient. He knew how to use his teeth, he knew how to use his body, he just knew. Now he waited patiently for something to do, his eyes scanning the pack carefully. Before he knew it, heavy paws landed on his back and a soft tongue ran across his face quickly. A smile spread across his maw as the familiar voice of Bosco echoed in his ears. “Hey there, Bosco” he chuckled, shaking the pup from his shoulder as he leapt to his paws. Immediately he dropped down into a play bow, his rump wagging behind him, eyes flashing with playfulness. “Looking to play?” he asked, his ears pricking slightly. The small pup was muscular, strong and able to take down small pups and dogs, he would be a good playmate for the young pit mix, and a good fix for the boredom that had settled in his bones.

Ｘａｎｔａｒａ （Ｔａｒａ）
Female (unaltered)
Loner
Belgain Malinois
Form: X
Voice: X
Feeling: Weary, Nostalgic
Tags: Eira
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The sun had woken the young canine, her ears twisting around to catch any sound that may make its way towards her. A yawn filled her lungs and released in an odd, long drawn out, stretch. She felt her muscles twitch beneath her taut pelt, her bones popping as the air moved between her joints. She was young, healthy and her pelt rippled brilliantly. The silence of the once bustling city still shocked the female, but that was not the worst of the shock. The worst of it was awakening alone, wrapped in the stale scent of her master. She nudged the blanket that had once been his, the scent flooding her nostrils. She had made herself a small den, lined with a nest made of her masters blanket. No matter how far she wandered she always returned to the nest. For the last two days she had done nothing but sleep in the nest, leaving only to use the bathroom and returning, but today her stomach grumbled in hunger, resentment perhaps? She had to eat, and her stomach wouldn’t let her forget it. With reluctance, she slid out of her makeshift den and picked her way through the city streets, her ears and nose peeled for signs of other dogs. The closer she got to the packs boundaries, the more observant she became. She was starving and though she was being observant, her hunger made her a bit more reckless than normal. She noticed too late the scent of another dog and immediately, her head snapped up. The other dog held a submissive posture, looking as if she was ready to give in at any risk, but her eyes did not hold the same look. She tilted her head to the side, intrigued by the way the female looked at her. “Who are you?” the female asked, her posture reasserting itself. Like the police dog she was, she held her head high and stood erect, ears directed immediately forward, eyes focused on the aussie before her. Dangling from her neck were the tags she wore as a police officer, shining brightly, a reminder of who she was before the humans disappeared.

Ａｌｂａｔｒｏｓｓ （Ａｌｂｙ）
Male (unaltered)
Hunter
Long Haired German Shephard
Form: X
Voice: X
Feeling: Exhausted, Indifferent
Tags: Hera
Mentions: The pack

Alby had slipped from his den early that morning and watched the others interact. His nose and ears twitched as he listened to them plan hunting parties, put together groups, and speak to one another. He was tired and his muscles felt it, burning beneath his pelt, but he eagerly waited for his name. She flicked her ears, blinking cautiously as a scent wafted across his nose. At the same moment, a voice drifted through his ears, It was a familiar voice, part of the pack he had grown contented in, and through his peripherals he caught sight of her tan pelt. Hera. She was a slender dog, a Saluki. Quick and thin with long legs and feathery fur. She was graceful, a runner, born with perfect body for speed. She stood taller than him and as she sat next to him, her feather tail shifted the dirt. He looked over at her and a smile spread across his maw. How was he this morning? Exhausted, hungry, missing his person, but he was okay. He was alive, safe, warm. What more could he ask for. He had the answer to that, he could ask for his girl back, his family, his bed, his toys, his vest. He could ask for the simple days, the warmth of the fire, chasing the ball, laying in the grass without any worries, but those days were gone. Those days were over. Valine was somewhere out there, lost.. Possibly deceased, he had no idea and he probably never would. Where was his mother? Was she gone, lost in the abyss like everyone else or was she healthy, tucked away somewhere in the city? Instead of worrying, he turned his eyes to the female beside him “I am doing alright today, how are you doing?” he asked, his voice thick and rich, temptingly sweet.

[embermist]

logan

Logan - 3 years - Brittany Spaniel - Hunter - Tags: Gypsy

Logan laughed, happy that he had managed to impress her. "Yes, yes it is." Logan said through chuckles. "Now, where were we?"
He arched his back and bent his paws, resuming his hunting position. The wind changed direction, blowing dust into Logan's eyes.
"Squirrel," he murmured automatically. He could see it in the distance, scurrying down a tree. Logan crept stealthily towards the black rodent, setting each paw down tentatively as if there were spikes on the ground. The wind suddenly slowed, unmuffling the sound of Logan's footsteps. The squirrel's eyes widened and scurried back up the tree. Logan grunted disappointedly, but still followed the squirrel and barked at the base of the tree, front paws hugging the trunk. The squirrel regarded him calmly from a higher branch, safely out of reach. "Well," sighed Logan, returning to Gypsy, "it was worth a shot."

violet

Vi - 2 years - Norwegian Lundehund - Healer's Apprentice - Tags: open (wake her up if you dare)

The young fae perambulated through the forest, absentmindedly pouncing at the insects and critters that habited the forest floor. Nothing to do, nothing to do, nothing to do. She lay down at the base of an oak, her eyelids soon fluttering shut. Her dreams took her to her mother, who left one day and never came back; of the little girl that was her false ray of sunshine, the nurse, who read her books and sat with her through all those rainy days. No, they did not cuddle or play. They simply acknowledged each other's presence. There was silence, but it was not the tense, post-argument silence; it was the relaxed, welcome silence that Vi appreciated her last owner so much for. She was unsure of whether she would ever find another person or dog who would just sit and wait - for nothing, it seems - with her.

[Lavellan]

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alpha ♕ golden retriever cross ♕ 5 years old ♕ scent: mint ♕ tags: apollo/aero

Glancing to the side as the male fighter thanked her, Izla allowed her gaze to return out to the camp, watching one of the pups bother some of their hunters. Her expression softened as she watched the pup bounding around, but she did not smile - that would have been a rare sight. Seeing Apollo raising his head, she turned to look at him, an expression of mild surprise crossing her features as she looked down to the morsel pushed towards him. Blinking, she dipped her head in thanks to the male, then lowered her head, taking a mouthful before sitting up straight again. The bird was truly delicious, and so she lowered her head again, filling her stomach with the remains of the kill. Raising her head, licking any remains of her meal from her jaws, the female spoke again. "The hunters are doing an amazing job." She said, almost speaking to herself. A curly ear cocked as she heard pawsteps approaching, and she turned her head to spot the tall form of Aero, one of the pack's fighters. The male's general 'don't care' attitude might have been seen as rudeness, and, no matter how many times Aeon told her to reprimand him, Izla left the male to his business. He wasn't out of line, and a lack of respect wasn't something you could punish out of a dog. "Greetings, Aero." She said softly, turning her head back to watch the camp. The males might decided to train with one another, or maybe with some of the other fighters padding around camp, but Izla felt no need to instruct them on what to do. They were adults, they could make their own decisions.

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healer ⚕ golden retriever⚕ 8 years old ⚕ scent: cocoa ⚕ tags: reuben/mistake

Hearing the change in the youngster's demeanor as soon as he spoke, Aeon dipped his head to Reuben, then Mistake, in greeting to both younger dogs. "Oh come, son, no need for that 'sir' stuff. Makes me feel old." He said with a little laugh to Reuben. The youngster had a great respect for him, something that, quite frankly, flattered Aeon to no end, but Aeon found it to be unnecessary. He'd rather a more relaxed relationship with his apprentice - then the youngster would feel more easy with approaching him with any problems that he had - either professional or personal. Turning to Mistake as he spoke, Aeon nodded to the young hunter, a smile on his face. "We appreciate the help, thank you." He smiled to the hunter, then, with a smile to Reuben, moved in to help them with the blankets. Tugging one to the small pile that had been created, Aeon chuckled. "I might just steal a few of these for my own den." He chuckled, looking for somewhere to put the next blanket. This was a fantastic idea on Lilith's part - Izla had the right idea making her the lead fighter.

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fighter ⚕ pitbull x ⚕ 3 years old ⚕ scent: petroleum ⚕ tags: mulah/sadie

As the pup bid him farewell, Yonai called out a farewell to the pup, pausing as he watched the youngster creep up on Rigby, another one of the fighters in the pack. As the pup launched himself onto the other dog, Yonai laughed heartily, whole body moving with the laughter. Turning as Cas called out to him, Yonai smiled. Padding towards the female with his thin tail wagging, the male plonked himself down beside Cas, inviting himself into a conversation with her. "Mornin' Cas!" He chirped, "I'm good this morning, thank you! How are you?" Looking to the female as she spoke, he found himself getting caught by her striking greeny eyes - something unusual for any canine. Gazing past Cas, he spotted Sadie, the young pup taking an epic journey to the top of one of the nearby rocks. Chuckling lightly, keeping an eye on the pup in case she fell, he looked back to Cas. "Are you settling in okay?" He asked, tilting his head lightly, his comically large ears making the subtle movement comical.

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loner ⚔ australian shepherd dog ⚔ 4 years old ⚔ scent: jasmine ⚔ tags: xantara

Blinking numbly as the female tilted her head down to her, Eira raised her own head, licking her nose. Hmm. This female didn't seem in any way hostile, and she seemed around her age, perhaps even younger. She held herself proudly, yes, but the silver tags glinting from her collar showed Eira that she held a training that regular dogs only ever heard whispers of. Police dog. No wonder she held such an 'important me' stance. "Alright, copper." The Aussie said coolly, regarding the female in front of her. A strong, well-presented female might just make a good ally. "Calm down. I'm Lassie, I'm a little lost." So, not 100% true, but the fae didn't play up the 'pitiful me' card as much as she had with the male earlier. Tilting her head back to the female in a mirror gesture, she let her tail wag once. "I could ask you the same question. Who are you?" Shifting her weight back, sitting on her haunches, she watched the female, eyes never leaving the large stranger, but not burning into her. Her rear never actually hit the ground, ready to run if she needed to.