☆ City of Dogs - Dog Role play, Open, Accepting ☆

[Ice_The_Random]

Kallisto-2-Female-Evergreen Scout(Unlisted:See forum http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=85&t=3478473&start=70; 8 or 9 post down)-Seppala Siberian Sleddog-Tags:None

Slowly, the femmora stood, her crystalline eyes scanning the camp before she turned, padding into the forest beyond. Her audits twitched as she listened for the sound of approaching paw or hoof steps, scanning for anything that could be taken as a threat. Kallisto merely shrugged as a few birds twittered and chirped in the trees above, and she merely padded deeper into the woods. The femme stopped upon spotting a squirrel, smirking slightly before she pounced, catching the poor creature in her jaws before it could scamper off. Padding back to the camp, she placed the small prey near the center, returning to the sides to watch the rest once more.

[nightowl.]

gender: - female
rank: - hunter
pack - full moon
age: - 4 y/o
crush: - danger
mood: - chill
breed: - husky
tags: - open

⟴M A R I S O L

♥ Twisting her body and opening her mouth the red and white dog let out a whine like yawn and stretched out her front paws in the air, her pink tongue flopping over her maw. The female stood up and gave her body a nice shake to get any loose dirt or anything out of her fur. Marisol's fluffy red tail swayed back and forth as the nice medium-large dog sat down, her mouth opening just slightly so that her tongue could slide out. The sun was beating into her icy blue eyes and she looked up at the sky. Panting, the husky awaited some sort of company or an order from her alpha; anything really, just something for her to do.

[clarke,]

Accalia
She ✦ 3 years ✦ Akita x Husky ✦ Full Moon Lead Hunter
Tags; open

Accalia rose to her paws, shaking her dense pelt throughly. Her long nails dug deeply into the soft foliage, providing her nimble support as she walked out of camp. Her maw was parted slightly as she tasted the humid air around her. She could smell loners, and her pelage bristled. Ignoring her lethal instincts, Accalia walked through the dense forest. Brambles brushed her hind quarters as her hips swayed in a slow, desirable fashion. The fae snuffed through the dirt, tasting for signs of fawns, an hearty but easy meal that could feed her pack mates, and her desire for blood.

[F A D E D]

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「 ♥ 」

A t s i l a ─ " F i r e "

‟ I ' m S l o w l y G i v i n g U p ‟

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Mood — Focused, Intrugued, Alluring, & Daunting

Location — Forest

Tags — Khatar

❥- With every elegant stride the femme's lightened pelage swayed. Her appearance was light and angelic, nearly irresistible on sight. Yet her mitts were engulfed in crimson after her latest encounter with a young bulldog that made approaching the shewolf a daring choice. Atsila embraced every gust of wind combing through her bleached pelt but her heavy rusted spiked collar weighed her muscled shoulders downward. With folded lobes the vix halted, her left mitt rising and her golden orbs locating the source of the unfamiliar aroma that failed to sneak upon the fighting wolf. As her enhanced sense of smell embraced the information she gathered a light alluring smirk formed on the she as her hind legs sunk into a tall sultry ensconce. Despite their distance from one another being a wolf had it's advantages, and the female wanted to make an excellent first impression.
" Don't be shy, I rarely bite. " the vix exclaimed holding her same smirk before turning to face the masculine. At her first glance the male held a similar appearance to her kin, must be a shared breed between them. Lifting her large feminine figure from the terrain she simply flashed a smile in his direction before approaching slowly. One paw guided the other as she still held a gap between the two awaiting the brute's response to her introduction.
(( Sorry for my disappearance but is there still a possibility I could get my two to join a pack by any chance? ))

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「 ✗ 」

M o r t e m ─ " D e a t h "

‟ I ' m N o H e r o ‟

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Mood — Guarded, Alert, & Hostile

Location — Forest

Tags — Thistle

✗- As the massive brute's shortened pelage expanded and descended with every rough breath the masculine was interrupted by an approaching aroma. Despite assuming it was that of his kin the masculine lifted his crown with a look of poison. Focusing his attention on the surrounding wilderness his herculean forelegs engraved the chocolate hued terrain as he struggled to lift his bodice from the ground. Letting out a rough growl Mortem aggressively placed one ebony scarred mitt in front of the other as he approached the unfamiliar aroma.His daunting figure towered over the fae as his endless orbs narrowed with hostility. At her greeting he lowered his cranium slightly with his lobes pinned back to his enlarged skull.
" And who might you be? " the mastiff mix showed demand in his low raspy vocals while standing tense and holding his darkened optics locked onto the femme.

[Wolfiesoftpaws]

Dämonhund|2 years|Pitbull|Full Moon-Fighter|Tags;Open|
The large brute stands, waking from a much needed nap. He shakes his light chocolate pelt out, looking around to see who else was up and active, he yawns, his sharp,ivory canines coming together with a soft chomp. His near white eyes look around carefully before his ears pick up some sounds, they sounded like an unhappy alpha. He chuckles, the sound rumbling deeply in his chest, what foolish dog upset him?

Koru|1.5 years|Iziban Hound|Loner|Tags;Open|
The scrawny long-legged brute trots along a sidewalk, completely lost. He had no knowledge of this world, only his papered bubble the humans had provided. He sighed softly, before picking up the scent of food. He trots quickly towards the back of a restaurant, finding they had dumped mexican food, beans,cheese,tortillas, the whole nine yards. He laps eagerly at the beans, not bothering to check if anyone else wanted in on the meal.

[color=#E95464Honami|1 year and 2 months|German Sheppard|Evergreen-scout|Tags;Open|
She wags her tail, "We could share it, if you don't mind." She offers softly. She dips her head in a friendly fashion to the dog that had walked up, sampson,was it? She was glad to meet him,though.[/color]

[MagicSpyglass]

(I will begin my role-playing experience with Laika and Apollo reuniting!)

Laika

The dog was sleep walking, as usual. She was in her dreams, talking to a strange dog that shared her name. She spoke to nobody as she walked slowly out of the edge of clan territory.

Apollo

The smooth terrier was feasting on the squirrel that he had just caught. His ears perked up. "Is that Laika?" No, it couldn't have been! He looked upwards, only to see his sister walking past him, her eyes closed. Only Laika would sleep walk like that! He anxiously got up, gently nudging his sister. "Laika, It's me, Apollo!" Her eyes quickly darted open like a rabbit escaping from a wolf. "Brother?" She muttered, yawning. She gasped as soon as she saw him. "Brother! Your alive!" She waved her tail happily. "Sister! I am so glad that I found you. What happened while we were separated?" She paused for a second before saying, "Well I wandered around these woods for a bit, than I met a random dog. They woulden' t listen to me, instead saying that I had to do a challange. I think I needed to sneak inside of another camp? Anyways, so they found be useful and then I was allowed to stay! I made a lot of friends here. I guess It's time to go home now?" Apollo looked at her woefully. "The monster who kidnapped me and our owner killed him. I guess it was taken by one of his offspring." She looked sad for a minute, her breath shaky. "Well, I guess the full moon pack is our home now." Apollo added; "He would have wanted us to be safe." Laika nodded, than saying. "I'll bring you back to the alpha. I just hope You have some skills you can show off." "Well, I can hunt sister. I seem very good at it." She smiled. "Good. We could always have new hunters. Now, follow me."

[tea!]

L u c a h
border collie | male | 1.5yr | loner

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Lucah blushed in embarrassment, "Y-yea sometimes I start to talk a lot, but if it ever is annoying you can just
tell me to stop!" He said with a soft smile. "I've never actually been here before... but it seems quite nice !
I really doubt they're dangerous !" He said with a chuckle, his tail continuously wagging. "Wanna get closer
and see what the pack is doing? I've never seen one before, I've only recently been... without my
owner." He said, lowering his ears a bit but then quickly perking back up at the thought of an adventure.

[. mira .]

Jaeger
Masculine ● 5 years ● Doberman Pinscher ● Alpha of Full Moon pack
Tags; Harley, Beau

Jaeger rolled his eyes at the newcomer but explained. "There are three packs around here - Full Moon, Evergreen, and Painted Skies. Then there are loners, belonging to no pack and wandering around with not an idiotic care in the world. You're a loner, but I'll invite you to join my pack, Full Moon pack. It's take it or leave it. No 'maybe's, and you have to decide now. Or else you'll be chased out and attacked." His voice was steady and take-it-or-leave-it. The wise choice was for the dog to join his pack. Otherwise, he'd have a nasty scar to show for the incident. Jaeger noticed the dog's stern tone and raised his tail and head dominantly, showing he was alpha.


Grace
Female ● 5 years ● Siberian Husky ● Painted Skies Fighter
Tags; Danger

"Don't think I don't know exactly how you feel, Danger." She snapped in reply. "I get it, just I control it, and you don't." Grace growled,
then the growl subsided and she nodded. "Okay, okay. One spar, and I leave you alone, if being left alone is what you want." Her gaze was distant, but Grace turned her head and snapped back to reality.


Veron
Masculine ● 3 years ● Rottweiler ● Scout for Full Moon
Tags; Khatar, Atsila

Pricking his distinctly-marked ears, Veron padded towards the sounds. He could smell a loner crossing into pack territory. Khatar was there, too, but Veron didn't have anything better to do. The Rottweiler tensed. A white wolf dog fae emerged from the bushes and soon Veron was by Khatar's side. The female made a lovely show of introducing herself, Veron would admit. Veron knew it might have been disrespectful to Khatar, and Veron was sorry for that, but he went ahead and decided to speak to the fae. The Rottweiler male could be charismatic if he wished. "Hello." He said with a tentative edge at first, but got more bold. His attention was completely focused on the fae, nothing else. "What might you be doing on these lands, belle dame?" He said, using a bit of his French. He would normally be shy, but the pack could use an intelligent fae like this, so he was trying his best.


Artemis
Female ● 4 years ● Golden Retriever ● Alpha of Evergreen pack
Tags; Caine

Artemis grinned. "I'm well, you?" She contained her laughter, because the whole pack might wonder what she was doing if she burst out laughing. She hopped off the rock she was on, to be level with Caine. The Kangal Dog was pretty sweet, especially with one ear cutely flopped to the side.


Sampson
Masculine ● 2 years ● Labrador Retriever ● Hunter for Evergreen pack
Tags; Max, Honami

He shook his head, waving off the other male's offer with a paw. "I already ate. I'm fine, really." Sampson hadn't been introduced yet to the other female. "I'm Sampson." He said, then sighed and moved away. He went off to resting on a large rock, head on his paws. Sampson was confused with himself. He wasn't outright friendly very often.


Thistle
Female ● 3 years ● Bernese Mountain Dog ● Loner
Tags; Mortem, Atsila

Cringing as his dark orbs met hers, Thistle responded quietly. "Thistle. I'm Thistle." Her voice was strong and steady, but she was still a bit frightened of this large male. Rightfully so, too. The Bernese Mountain Dog kept a low profile. Her tail laid low and so did her head. Her ears were perked, but in no way threatening. If it came to fighting, they were about the same size, Thistle being taller and the brute being shorter and stockier. The brute looked experienced in those type things, and Thistle knew it was best not to stir up a fight with other dogs. Or yet, at least.

[MagicSpyglass]

Laika and Apollo

She managed to reach camp very quickly. She rushed in, her tall wagging. "Jaeger!! I finally found my brother!" She than noticed the two new comers. "Hello! Hello!" Meanwhile, Apollo was following her lead. He was observing each of the dogs and their reactions to his presense, walking slowly.

[Wolfiesoftpaws]

Dämonhund|2 years|Pitbull|Full Moon-Fighter|Tags;Open|
The large brute stands, waking from a much needed nap. He shakes his light chocolate pelt out, looking around to see who else was up and active, he yawns, his sharp,ivory canines coming together with a soft chomp. His near white eyes look around carefully before his ears pick up some sounds, they sounded like an unhappy alpha. He chuckles, the sound rumbling deeply in his chest, what foolish dog upset him?

Koru|1.5 years|Iziban Hound|Loner|Tags;Open|
The scrawny long-legged brute trots along a sidewalk, completely lost. He had no knowledge of this world, only his papered bubble the humans had provided. He sighed softly, before picking up the scent of food. He trots quickly towards the back of a restaurant, finding they had dumped mexican food, beans,cheese,tortillas, the whole nine yards. He laps eagerly at the beans, not bothering to check if anyone else wanted in on the meal.



Karliah|1.5 years|Long-haired Dachshund|Painted Skies:scout|Tags;Open|
The little dog huffs softly, she was bored and annoyed. She gets up and shakes her long fur out, trotting along, looking for some company.She huffs along, the long grass a little difficult for her short legs. She lifts her long muzzle in the air, taking in all the surrounding scents.

Honami|1 year and 2 months|German Sheppard|Evergreen-Scout|Tags;Sampson,Max|
The ebony female wags her tail in a friendly manner, "Oh, hello! I'm Honami, it's very nice to meet you Sampson." She says cheerily. She leans down and takes a bite of the kill, giving a soft "mmm" of approval. She licks her muzzle, "Thanks so much!" She chirps at Max before her eyes return to Sampson, he wasn't usually so friendly with other dogs, she'd noticed. Though she was grateful he was so friendly with her, she liked his company. She thought of Max as well, it was awfully kind of him to share such a great kill, she was grateful to him.