♔ Astray ♔ (Dog RP) Open and Accepting!

[feyre.archeron]

Ｘａｎｔａｒａ （Ｔａｒａ）
Female (unaltered)
Loner
Belgain Malinois
Form: X
Voice: X
Feeling: Calm and Collected
Tags: Eira
Mentions:

Xantara’s muscles twitched beneath her pelt as the female’s eyes roamed over her body. She was examining her, preparing for Xantara to lunge forward. Xantara on the other-hand, had no plans to do such a thing. She swiveled her ears forward again, listening to the breathing of the fae who, at this point, was relaxing into the situation rather than tensing. Xantara’s heart rate was even, pounding rhythmically in her chest, her breathing was sound, her lungs filling to capacity before releasing the oxygen she built up. “Somewhat lost?” she questioned, but the question was drowned out by the smaller females voice. Why was Xantara alone? Fair question she supposed, but how was she to answer? She knew there was a pack out there, she knew that in the long run, the dogs in the pack were safer than she was as a loner but she couldn’t bring herself to be with the others. She wasn’t much of a pack dog. Companionship was nice but a whole group of dogs? She was trained to be loyal to her master, trained to be a leader, She had never followed orders from other dogs, only her human and without him, she felt lost. “I suppose I am just not comfortable with the group dynamics” she remarked, her tail tip twitching. It wasn’t a lie and there wasn’t more the female could say. She wasn’t built for pack life, though she supposed if she was starving she would at least try, until then she was content with where she was, though she longed for a companion. “Why are you not part of the pack?” she asked, looking questioningly at the small female. She assumed, just from her body language that the female before her was not one to follow orders, nor submit to a higher authority, but she wouldn’t say anything, if the fae chose to explain then she did, and if she chose not to then she wouldn’t.

Ｎａｒｃｉｓｓａ （Ｉｓａ）
Female (unaltered)
Hunter
Carolina Dog
Form: X
Voice: X
Feeling: Confident, Snide
Tags: Keanu
Mentions:

Narcissa twitched her ear forward as the brute locked eyes with her, his voice was stern and commanding, but she didn’t waver in her gaze. Rather, she raised an eyebrow, challenging almost, but he said nothing to it. She curled her tail up as his voice echoed once again in her ears and she couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her narrowed maw “The rest of them? You mean the mutts we lay claim to as a pack?” she scoffed, raising an eyebrow at the brute. The border collie always seemed to be wandering off alone, not much of a lead hunter in her opinion but that didn’t matter, she herself wasn’t much of a pack dog, more focused on her own life. Her hackles raised slightly as she turned, her eyes narrowing in on the place she had come from. Where the dogs there planning a hunting party, were they planning to walk the territory in search of intruders? This wasn’t how life should be, though she didn’t mind being off leash, away from the home she once had, she still knew this wasn’t right. As cold and indifferent as she was, she missed her human, the warmth of the bed at night, curled up in the tiny ones arms. Now she slept in the cold or hot, and she had no option, no choice, she had to. Her pelt often smelled of asphalt or dirt, depending on where she spent her nights tucked away. Now she just smelled of her normal scent, rosemary. She had intentionally rinsed herself in the river and rolled in a small patch of rosemary to enhance her natural scent. She turned towards the border collie, her ears flicking to catch the slightest sound. She could hear his breathing, his heart still pounding deep in his chest, tucked away in the safety of his ribs. She could see his muscle twitching beneath his, admittedly, entrancing merle pelt. She did this often, watched the way others moved, observant was what she was, though not always for the right reasons. She was manipulative and deceptive, she learned the way others work so that she could use it later, but right now she was just watching, observing him, enjoying the way she had managed to startle the brute. She didn’t feel the need to apologize, and she wasn’t the type to ever apologize. However, she was here, and she wasn’t going to leave now that she had found him “You’re lead hunter, let’s hunt” she remarked. There was no question in her voice, a statement would have been more appropriate. She wanted to do something, needed to perhaps? She was bored and getting anxious trapped within the pack and hunting with them never seemed to please her. She was better alone or with a single partner, but a whole group? It was a disaster to her and the noise scared smaller prey that they could easily stock up on.

[carpe noctem.]

Ｈｅｒａ

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

Hera looked at a few dogs behind Alby for a moment,watching them shuffle around to there duties and such,then her gaze returned back to the shepherd,keen on what his reply would be. Her tail flicked in a rather happy manner as he replied,telling her that he was alright himself and how she was,the usual conversation dogs had. She smiled,"I'm quite well,life without humans seems to be as good as it can get,so therefor I'm happy." She replied to him. Personally,she couldn't imagine what it would be like without a pack or someone to talk to,the solitary life wasn't one for her,espically with everything that had happened.

Ａｎｔｉｏｎｅｔｔｅ

| 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.

Ｃｈａｒｌｏｔｔｅ

| 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 deeper into pack territory,slunk low to the ground as she swiftly moved towards the hunting grounds. Her gaze lay rather emotionless,her eyes set on the one thing she was looking for; food. She couldn't care less that she was on pack property. They don't Rule this forest,and they certainly don't Rule me! She thought as she moved,the slowing as she neared the more prey-populated area. It was risky,as dogs could be hunting,but she had to try.

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; Antionette,Thirteen,Elspeth,Mason

Ryder stood tall as he waited from a reply,his tail giving a few wags as both Antionette & Thirteen offered there help. Both were great hunters,each with unique talents and skills in the field and he was glad that they could be of help to him,he dipped his head thankfully and scanned the area,seeing who was around. "Elle,Mason,you two care to join the hunting party? We need a few more dogs to come with us if we want to get a big catch.' He said,his voice carrying a rather delighted tone rather than commanding.

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.

[zing]

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ａｇｅ ;; 5 years
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; masculine
ｃｒｕｓｈ ;; grab his interest
ｂｒｅｅｄ ;; siberian husky
ｒａｎｋ ;; fighter
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ;; surprised, serious, focused
ｔａｇｓ ;; izla, aero
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finally, the alpha female responded with a very hushed voice; so quiet he could barely make out the words. nodding in response, he tried to pay no attention to the close sign of a smile dawning on her face. when she suggested to spar with aero, he flicked an ear in surprise. he didn't exactly know this packmate, but it would be good to spar with him. the brute stood up and bowed his head in greeting. "greetings. shall we?" without waiting for a response, he already knew the answer and made his way to an open area, facing the male. he took a few seconds to flex his paws and stretch out his legs before signaling with a simple nod of his head that he was ready. "after you."

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ａｇｅ ;; 9 months
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; feminine
ｃｒｕｓｈ ;; x
ｒａｎｋ ;; pup
ｂｒｅｅｄ ;; american eskimo dog mix
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ;; quiet, lonely
ｔａｇｓ ;; x
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baylor peeked out of her den, wrinkling her nose as the new scents collided with the still air. fighters were training, hunters were out hunting, and she was in.. doing nothing. where were the other pups? trotting out, she sat near a boulder, but close enough to the den, just where she could enjoy herself. it did get a bit lonely now and then, and that was her fault. she'd never approach another pup unless it approached her. turning her head, her eyes caught something strange happening behind her. obsidian, the young pup, was distracted by some adults. apparently, she was trying to leap onto a rock. baylor could probably do that. with a sigh, the young pup rested her head on her paw. nothing seemed fun anymore.

[memichoo]

elspeth [ elle ] // female // three
toller // hunter // form
tags:; ryder - antionette - thirteen - mason

Elspeth pricked her ears as she heard her nickname called. She turned to find a group of hunters, preparing to go on a big hunt. While hunters usually hunted solo, like she often did to simply relax sometimes, they occasionally formed large parties and hunted bigger prey, like deer. While she would not enjoy going in big groups all the time, it was nice hunting with others sometimes. It was comforting knowing they had her back, and she theirs. A big catch would benefit the entire pack and though some of the other hunters may not exactly like her, they wouldn't become petty enough to ruin a catch. Her tail softly wagged as she trotted up to the forming group, a sign of her excitement. She looked forward to hunting. "I'd love to," the hunter responded to Ryder's command. It had sounded like an offer, but that was just the lead hunter's happy-go-lucky personality. Once there, she stood stiffly by the others, unsure of how to act around the others. They weren't very familiar to her, so she kept to herself and instead watched the camp again. Dogs easily interacted with each other, and she envied their social ability. She was horrible around new dogs.

arvish [ none ] // male // six
gm - bm // fighter // form // tags:; xantara - eira

Arvish couldn't help but let his senses dull as he walked. He felt tired, and simply walking wasn't very exciting to him. Instead, dull thoughts occupied his thinking space. He thought of his old life, each memory a blow from a hammer to his heart. However hard he tried to stay in the present, to not waste in his memories, they always broke through his defenses. That was partly why he tried to push himself so hard. If he was exhausted, he figured that there would be no extra time for him to mourn. His theory was evidently wrong. Time passed quickly when he was alone with his thoughts, and he wasn't sure how long he walked for. By the time he realized that there were two new scents, he was practically upon their sources. They were loners; they didn't have the familiar scents of multiple dogs on their fur, and were both female. They seemed to be conversing. They didn't appear to be companions, but they weren't attacking either. They were simply neutral. With a start, the brute spotted a shiny tag hanging around the neck of one. It was a police dog tag, achingly similiar to the one he used to have. His partner had taken it off of him, figuring that it would only remind him of his former mate's death, but Arvish desperately wished he didn't. It would have provided him a memento of life before the disappearance of humans.

[. mira .]

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

Aero flexed his paws quickly, then nodded. "Call me Aero, if you need to know my name." With another bob of his head, he was ready.
Aero circled the male husky, stalking with precise movements. The black and tan Doberman growled, showing his teeth. Aero lunged,
grabbing onto the male's fluffy neck fur. He didn't bite down hard, because this was just practice, after all. He wasn't going to injure his pack mate, of course.

The sun shone down on both fighters, and Aero was completely in his zone. He lept, keeping his back low to avoid being bitten on the back. He bit into the flesh, but didn't draw much blood and wouldn't cause the fighter very much pain at all. He turned his head for a moment and saw Izla watching them. He flashed a rare smile for a moment at the friendly Golden Retriever, then returned to his training.

[zing]

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ａｇｅ ;; 5 years
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; masculine
ｃｒｕｓｈ ;; grab his interest
ｂｒｅｅｄ ;; siberian husky
ｒａｎｋ ;; fighter
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ;; serious, focused
ｔａｇｓ ;; izla, aero
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"aero's a nice na--" he breathed, ducking his head as the fighter lunged, but he still got hold of his scruff. apollo knew what he had to do; this move had been practiced many times. instead of trying to fight back or shake him off, he rolled onto the ground with aero still having a grip on his neck, crushing the fighter underneath his weight. this was just practice, though, so he backed off, allowing the fighter to regain his balance and shake it off. "i've seen that move before. oh-- and i'm apollo." aero had a nice, quick attack, but he'd have to try harder. "you have amazing speed." the brute commented, admiring the trait. he couldn't help but sneaking a glance at izla. was she watching? she had to be watching- it was a clever move- but who was she watching? he noticed aero flashing a smile at her while fighting. it was probably nothing. nevertheless, he had to take his mind off of these useless thoughts and focus on what was happening now. "bring it on, buddy."

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ａｇｅ ;; 9 months
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; feminine
ｃｒｕｓｈ ;; x
ｒａｎｋ ;; pup
ｂｒｅｅｄ ;; american eskimo dog mix
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ;; quiet, lonely
ｔａｇｓ ;; x
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baylor peeked out of her den, wrinkling her nose as the new scents collided with the still air. fighters were training, hunters were out hunting, and she was in.. doing nothing. where were the other pups? trotting out, she sat near a boulder, but close enough to the den, just where she could enjoy herself. it did get a bit lonely now and then, and that was her fault. she'd never approach another pup unless it approached her. turning her head, her eyes caught something strange happening behind her. obsidian, the young pup, was distracted by some adults. apparently, she was trying to leap onto a rock. baylor could probably do that. with a sigh, the young pup rested her head on her paw. nothing seemed fun anymore.

[. mira .]

Aero
Masculine ● Doberman Pinscher ● 5 years ● Fighter
Tags; Izla, Ace

Aero shrugged. "We all have a few practiced moves that we're good at. And, thanks." He mumbled the 'thanks', as thanking dogs was a very new concept to him. Aero smirked at the male's words. "Absolutely, buddy." He replied, using the nickname the brute had 'given' him. Aero rolled over, springing to his paws. He knew he couldn't stay on the ground - it was pretty much a death sentence had it been a real fight. The Doberman used a mildly practiced move that he was testing out. With a dash of his paws, the agile dog leapt again,
still going lower than higher. Aero grabbed onto the male's front leg, pulling it upwards. With a move of his shoulder, he drove the dog to the ground, but didn't want to do any damage, so quickly allowed the Siberian Husky to stand again, and stood back. Aero was completely focused on the fight, not a single noise could distract him. His brown eyes were locked on the Siberian Husky.

[ʟᴜᴄɪᴏᴜs]

Lucious ↣ Five years ↣ Lead Fighter ↣ Curious/Flirtatious ↣ Outside the boarders ↣ No interest ↣ Morgana
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The Doberman scoffed in dismissal as he trotted antipode from the loner's path. He was due upon returning to the pack and updating Izla along with his fellow fighters about the new face. His audits flickered forward as he caught the gentle treading of another being just outside of the boarders. It wouldn't hurt the brute to just look. Veering out of the pack boarders, the curious Doberman halted a few feet away from the lone damsel. His olive nostrils drank her scent before continuing his actions. Firmly placing a large paw in front of himself, he would saunter his way into the damsel's sight. Halting before the Malinois, the brute stood tall and gazed down at her. "I'm quite curious why a lost soul like you, would wander so closely to the boarders? Were you attempting to steal prey from our plentiful hunting grounds over yonder?" the Doberman questioned with a sly tone.

[Insignia.Peril]

Mulah
Cas | Fae | 5 years | Pit bull mix | Rank; Queen | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); Bosco | Heat stage; not in heat |
form; page 6 | Tag; Sadie, Yonai

The fae nodded in agreement. "I understand how you feel. Humans are more trouble than they're worth sometimes," she said, a tiny hint of sadness in her voice as she remembered her time in the shelters. There were so many dogs there that humans had left there, abandoning them because it was more convenient to the human. How she had grown to dislike their species. She did not feel sorry to have ended up in such a place - as it had been where she had met her pup's father, and it was also where Bosco was born. She did feel sorry for the other dogs that were left stranded in places like that, however. She knew there were lots more than the one she had come from.

Realizing she had let her mind drift off slightly, the fae turned her head to catch sight of Sadie resting atop her perch, exhausted. Cas chuckled, shaking her head. "I'm glad she's worn herself out already. The poor dear hasn't had much good sleep lately." She looked back at Yonai. "So, you're a fighter, right? How did you choose that position, if you don't mind my asking?"

Obsidian
Sadie | Fae | 6 weeks | Lab mix | Rank; Pup | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); too young | Heat stage; too young |
form; page 6 | Tag; Baylor

The young pup stifled a yawn, stretching out her limbs before looking over from her perch. She felt eyes on her, and was curious to see who the eyes belonged to. She saw the queen talking to a fighter near where she had started to climb her perch, and as she kept scanning, she laid eyes upon another pup. Wagging her tail, the pup grew happy to see the other pup. Although much older than herself and of a different breed, she looked rather lonesome. Sadie hoisted herself onto her paws and began her descent.

Samson
Sam | Fae | 3 years | Mixed breed | Rank; loner | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); none | Heat stage; not in heat |
form; page 6 | 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 |
form; page 6 | 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 |
form; page 6 | Tag; Rigby

Giggling gleefully, the pup began to lick the face of his new playmate. This was his new phase. To get his energy out, the pup loved to lick the faces of all his playmates before chasing them around for a bit. For everyone's sake, hopefully it will go away sooner rather than later. For now, Bosco tumbled to the ground after losing his balance, opting to roll in the dirt before standing back up. "You think you've gotten rid of me so easily, do you?" He asked in a playful, yet a bit cocky tone as he began to nip at Rigby's legs - a little harder than what the male had nipped at Bosco's legs.

Cajun Spitfire
Cajun | Brute | 3 years | staffordshire terrier x chocolate lab mix | rank; fighter | Mate; none | Crush; none | Pup(s); none |
form; page 7 | 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
form; page 7 | Tag; Aspen

After a little bit of walking, the female's ears pricked at the sound of approaching paws. Readying herself for the worst, the female turned around, baring her teeth in case the new company wasn't friendly. As the newcomer approached enough for her to catch his scent, the female relaxed. It was one of the pack's fellow hunters, Aspen. Chuckling nervously, Player uttered a bark in greeting to the male. "You scared me half to death, Aspen. What're you doing out here all alone?" She asked, twitching her tail as she walked toward him.

[zing]

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ａｇｅ ;; 5 years
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; masculine
ｃｒｕｓｈ ;; grab his interest
ｂｒｅｅｄ ;; siberian husky
ｒａｎｋ ;; fighter
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ;; serious, focused
ｔａｇｓ ;; izla, aero
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apollo hadn't seen this move before; it was quite impressive and required a strong dog to do it. this time, he didn't get up from the ground. he laid there.. unmoving and quiet with his paws sprawled out freely. his cheek rested on the ground and he was on his side, taking slow breaths. but it was all part of his move, so he allowed the doberman to come across confusion or possible worry. in an instant, he rolled underneath his stomach and pushed out with all four paws. just enough to knock some breath out of him; not too much or it would probably leave him fainting. it also propelled him backwards, into the air. the move gave him enough time to get onto his paws again. "i lean more to the.. defense side, y'know?"

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ａｇｅ ;; 9 months
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ;; feminine
ｃｒｕｓｈ ;; x
ｒａｎｋ ;; pup
ｂｒｅｅｄ ;; american eskimo dog mix
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ;; quiet, nervous
ｔａｇｓ ;; obsidian
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the eskimo glanced around camp, being careful not to make eye contact with anyone. everything was so quiet.. and so was she. some dogs were fighting, but she didn't want to get near. what if she got hurt? and she wasn't allowed to leave the camp. maybe she could grab something from the fresh kill pile? but she wasn't hungry. suddenly, the pup that she was watching decided to approach her. what should she say? it's been a while since she'd interacted or socialized.. at all. "i saw you jump." she murmured, looking up at the other pup. "it was pretty cool." her voice was still quiet and gentle; being loud just wasn't her thing.