ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʙʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ⦉OPEN⦊

[she's-sato]

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Dogs know more about the world than humans are willing to accept. When watching humanity fall, the dogs watched as their anger and violent nature destroyed them and their species. Now the dogs and the ruins that once were great civilizations are all that is left of the humans. Dogs had either perished in their homes or were devoured by creatures born and raised into the wild. But the dogs are not wild, the dogs do not wish to return to the dumb and primitive ways of their ancestors. The dogs created a colony with their own hierarchy, their own system, their own culture and language. No longer will dogs be servants to the violent race of man. The age of man is over, and the time of the dog has begun. Dogs will no longer be born jumping hurdles or rolling over, now they are free and will be more than what were are bred to be.
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[she's-sato]

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one. all of tess' rules apply in this roleplay two. coat and eye colors must be realistic three. while the dogs are heavily personified in this rp, the dogs must still be realistic and grounded in reality (examples: a small/medium dog cannot kill an animal larger than them, especially not without some injuries; dogs shouldn't know what plants can be used as medicine, etc.) four. having a high rank dog means you must be among the most active five. reservations last 24-48 hours, though more time may be requested six. lgbt dogs are allowed seven. sentence must be at minimum 3-5 sentences per character, and must have proper grammar and punctuation. eight. you may join with up to four characters (more may be allowed later) nine. you cannot be mates with your own character (unless in a past relationship or previous mate was deceased)
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Things to Keep in mind
•in the setting, it is almost a decade since human civilization died out, so 100% purebred dogs shouldn't be too common and most younger characters should be mutts • Humans aren't 100% extinct and some may still be seen, but they would likely see a dog as either food or something to trade for resources rather than a companion • almost all human buildings are destroyed, falling apart, or are being consumed by nature. most are not stable to walk through or are crawling with other animals•
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[she's-sato]

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The pack territory is currently in a deciduous forest which has grown in size since human activity has decreased. The dogs make their own dens either by digging them or by bringing objects from the human civilization to create a nest of their own. Dogs may sometimes dig a den for injured or pregnant dogs. Dogs are not required to make their den so close to one another, but they usually make them in close proximity for safety. There is a small stream that runs through the territory that may run low on water during long absences of rain. A large tree stump covered in moss is usually where the leader sits to deliver announcements to the pack.
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Pack Location: Forest
Pack Health: Average
Pack Happiness: Average

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Prey Status: ◼◼◼◻◻
Predator Status: ◼◼◻◻◻
Water Status: ◼◼◼◼◻

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Season; late winter
Time of Day; early morning
Weather; chilly, slight breeze (will warm up later)
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[she's-sato]

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Coming from humans, the pack carries many values they have acquired from living with humans, such as: family, working together, and solidarity. The pack cares for the sick and injured and finds a way for them to aid the pack in their conditions. The pack believes that no dog should die by the teeth of another dog, and while noble it may lead to issues when coming upon a hostile pack.If a pack member breaks this rule or any other rule which is deemed grounds for banishment, they will be chased out of the territory rather than be killed, which can also lead to issues. The pack doesn't view coyotes, wolves, or foxes as dogs and find it easier to fight and kill one of them.
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•The leader of the pack organizes the back and ensures balance among
the dogs. They send out missions and organize patrols, as well as being a
representative of the pack to stranger packs.
•The captains lead different patrol groups and train the pups and trainees.
They are also the "second in commands"; when the leader dies, the pack vote
which of the captains is to be the new leader of the pack.
The leader picks the captains.
•The workers make up most of the pack, they patrol outside of the
territory and bring back food for the pack. Older ones who cannot
travel the long distances remain in the territory and stay guard
•Trainees are dogs 6 months and older learning to become workers.
Trainees must pass a test set by the leader, and he will determine
if dogs become workers or continue to be trainees until they are worthy
•Grounded dogs are dogs too sick or injured or pregnant and
cannot perform duties as a worker. Grounded dogs are taken
care of by the pack, but dogs are not required to take
care of them (except pregnant dogs).
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Leader (1/1)
⏵X⏐Cliff⏐8 years⏐M⏐Molosser mix⏐she's-sato
Captains (4/4)
⏵X⏐Xander⏐6 years⏐M⏐GSD/Malinois⏐PuppygirlWillow
⏵X⏐Suka⏐5 years⏐F⏐Akita/Husky⏐Wildsight
⏵X⏐Caine⏐5 years⏐M⏐Rottweiler/Akita⏐.adler
⏵X⏐Aloe⏐6 years⏐F⏐Kuvasz⏐andimal
Workers (6/15)
⏵X⏐Dallas⏐5 years⏐M⏐Hound mix⏐she's-sato
⏵X⏐Lacey⏐4 years⏐F⏐Herder mix⏐PuppygirlWillow
⏵X⏐Smokey⏐6 years⏐M⏐Golden Retriever/BMD⏐Wildsight
⏵X⏐Bane⏐5 years⏐M⏐Shiloh Shepherd/Inuit dog⏐Darqua
⏵X⏐Armani⏐5 years⏐M⏐Shar Pei/GSD⏐andimal
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
Trainees (3/5)
⏵X⏐Estrella⏐1.5 years⏐F⏐Pharaoh Hound mix⏐she's-sato
⏵X⏐Zeus⏐1.7 years⏐M⏐Newfoundland/St. Bernard⏐Wildsight
⏵X⏐Nika⏐1.6⏐F⏐Foxhound⏐.alder
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
Grounded (2/4)
⏵X⏐Friday⏐6 years⏐F⏐Doberman⏐she's-sato
⏵X⏐Isla⏐3 years⏐F⏐Mongrel⏐Darque
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
⏵X⏐NAME⏐AGE⏐GENDER⏐BREED⏐USER
Pups (0/TBA)
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Summary
•Spring is slowly creeping around the corner as winter comes to a close. Prey will become more common and predators may become less competitive and hostile, but don't let your guard down yet. The Three Tests will be arriving and trainees must practice hard with their captains. The Three Tests are like competitions in which trainees must pass ALL three of the tests in order to move up the ranks. There will be no aid from any captains or workers while in the test
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Upcoming Events
•The First Test (Starts on Page 8, Ends on _)
⏵The Test is tradition in the pack where young trainees must display
their tracking and stalking skills. Dogs must follow a chosen prey either
alone or in pairs, and they must follow it for at least three days without
being seen by the prey or startling it. Passing this test means that the
trainees can move on
•The Second Test (Starts on Page _, Ends on _)
⏵The Second Test will be about Strategy. A worker will be the scenario
will involve a worker hiding in a certain location, and he has "stolen" an
item or food from the pack. He will move in confusing patterns to throw
the trainees off. The trainees must work together to track the worker
and figure out how they can retrieve the item.
•The Third Test (Starts on Page _, Ends on _)
⏵The trainees must catch large game together without the aid of
adults. After the prey is caught, they must also "defend" their prey
from the captains who are trying to "steal" the prey. The trainees
must successfully take down the prey and fight off the captains
in order to pass
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DISCUSSION FORUM

This roleplay is currently...

CLOSED/OPEN

In need of...
⏵Workers and Trainees

Not in need of...
⏵Leader
⏵Four captains
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[she's-sato]

⏐🗲⏐𝐂 𝐥 𝐢 𝐟 𝐟 ⦊ 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒
⟪leader⟫ ⟪8 years old⟫ ⟪Male⟫ ⟪Molosser/AmStaff mix⟫ ⟪no mate⟫ ⟪no pups⟫ ⟪tagged; -⟫ ⟪mentions; -⟫ ⟪location: pack camp⟫
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Cliff is a large molosser mix that has a heavy build and dark brown fur with a white underbelly. He has uncropped ears and yellow eyes. He had a rich, deep voice that sounds gentle and calming, despite his intimidating appearence

A chilly breeze nipped the tip of Cliff's short brown fur in the late-winter morning. Cliff could sense the cold season was coming to an end, hopefully also bringing more prey and making life just a bit easier on the pack. He remembered the stories his father would tell about "humans", creatures that used to take care of the dogs. He often wondered if he'd like a life where humans did all the hunting and territory-marking for him. Sometimes on the coldest days of winter and days of no food, he dreamed of life at the end of a leash. But would he give up life as a free dog with his pack for that? He raised his head and looked at the dogs, some asleep and some already starting their day. No, he'd never.

⏐❁⏐𝐄 𝐬 𝐭 𝐫 𝐞 𝐥 𝐥 𝐚 ⦊ 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑠, 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠
⟪trainee⟫ ⟪1.5 years old⟫ ⟪Female⟫ ⟪Pharaoh hound/Saluki mix⟫ ⟪no mate⟫ ⟪no pups⟫ ⟪tagged; -⟫ ⟪mentions; -⟫ ⟪location: pack camp⟫
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Estrella has light red fur with slight feathering around her ears, cheeks, and tail. She has a long face and a light pink nose and amber eyes. She has large half-flopped ears and a long whip-thin tail.

Estrella shivered like a leaf in the small pit dug into the ground which she made her den. It wasn't the coldest day ever, but she always was sensitive to the cold. She has been awake for some time, but she kept her eyes closed just to get some extra winks of sleep in, which was hard to do when she could barely sit still long enough to allow herself to be lulled into sleep. She eventually gave up and she rolled over, looking around at the other dogs. Were the trainees or the captains up yet? She'd like to get some training in. If it wasn't too early, she'd like to begin practicing with them. Her tracking was fine and she was a fine hunter, but she wasn't the best fighter. She'd shriek like a pup if she so much as stepped on a twig and her lighter frame made her easy to be pushed around by the bigger dogs. As much as Cliff discouraged fighting other dogs without reason, she'd at least like to be decent at fighting.

⏐★⏐𝐃 𝐚 𝐥 𝐥 𝐚 𝐬 ⦊ 𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑡ℎ 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑒𝑓𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑒.
⟪worker⟫ ⟪6 years old⟫ ⟪male⟫ ⟪viszla/hound⟫ ⟪no mate⟫ ⟪no pups⟫ ⟪tagged; -⟫ ⟪mentions; -⟫ ⟪location: pack border⟫
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Dallas is a hardy male vizsla/hound mix with light red wired fur and large floppy ears. He has a large pink nose and light amber eyes that are usually slightly droopy.

Dallas always was an early bird. He was already marking the territory and remaining alert for any intruders. Dallas was a hunter, not really a guard, but he found laying around and waiting for orders was a waste of time. Spending another moment lounging around meant a coyote could be roaming too close to the territory and could snatch something up. If not that, a lone dog may try get too close and try and take the leader's place. Dallas anticipated almost every possible danger and was ready to defend against it. With a flick of his ears, he moved on, satisfied that this area was safe for now.

⏐⚔⏐𝐅 𝐫 𝐢 𝐝 𝐚 𝐲 ⦊ 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑜 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒.
⟪grounded⟫ ⟪4 years old⟫ ⟪Female⟫ ⟪doberman/rottweiler mix⟫ ⟪no mate⟫ ⟪no pups⟫ ⟪tagged; -⟫ ⟪mentions; -⟫ ⟪location: stream⟫
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Friday is a large chocolate and tan doberman/rottweiler mix with floppy ears and a long slick tail. She has short legs and a heavy build, her eyes a light hazel and her nose a light brown color. Her front right paw is missing and she walks with a hobble or a limp

The river was always cold in the mornings when the sun wasn't there to warm it. She would like this temperature more if she wasn't so cold. She bent down and lapped up the water, her floppy ears raised to listen out for anything surrounding her. Cliff would always coddle her or make sure that a dog would follow her, as if she was some helpless pup. She huffed and glanced behind her. I can take on all of those dogs if all my legs was bitten off! She thought confidently as she proudly raised her chin. She was maybe slower than the other dogs, but she knew could still fight just fine. She looked forward and stared at the forest before her. Why stay here? Why not find another human? She sighed and glanced down at her paws. No, a human would find less use in a three-legged dog than her pack. Mayhaps she should be grateful, it was the humans that abandoned her and the dogs that rescued her.

[.cłarke]

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Rottie/Akita ~ Captain ~5 Years ~ Male ~ Heterosexual ~ Location: Pack Camp ~ Tags: Cliff

A warm body slowly grew cold as it hung between his wide jaws, the breeze ruffling it’s soft winter coat. The smell of the flesh was almost enough for Caine to eat it right then and there. But the pack would always come first. After a hard winter with scarce food, a plump rabbit seeking the fresh spring grass was a promising sign. His wide paws crushed the cold earth of the forest floor as he headed back to their camp. At least the ground wasn’t frozen anymore. No, winter surely was coming to an end by now. Caine felt for those in the pack who’d suffered greatest in the cold, with short coats and slimmer bodies. Even so long after the humans had seemingly disappeared, he wondered how easy pets once had it. The stories he’d been told by the older members couldn’t be true, right? Warm fires, comfortable beds. It almost seemed unfair. But this was Caine’s life, and he wouldn’t trade it for the world. The first dog he saw as he entered camp boundaries was Cliff, the alpha, and his head dipped in respect with his brisk approach. “Mornin’ Cliff.” He rested the rabbit carcass gently against the ground so his voice wouldn’t muffle. “Good news. Looks like rabbits are sensing the end of winter already.” Though he was pleased with his catch, this rabbit was just one of many they’d have to hunt if the pack was to be sustained. He was itching to start training with the younger members. After all, they were the future of this pack.


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Foxhound ~ Trainee ~ 1.6 Years ~ Female ~ Bisexual ~ Location: Pack Camp ~ Tags: Estrella

Nika wasn’t usually an early riser. The cold air brought by the bitter winter months would extend her mornings sleeping away until winter sunshine at least touched at the frost and snow that would layer the ground. But today, a pleasant warmth seemed to accompany the air outside, and she greeted it with excitement. There was no doubt, it was still cold out. The end of winter was nigh, but only just upon them. Until then, she’d await spring with excitement. She could barely remember her first spring. She’d experienced it at just a few months old, but knew it brought warmth, new life, and all sorts of prey to chase. However it wouldn’t be fun and games this time around. Now she was a trainee. She had to work hard and sharpen her skills if she wanted to prove she had what it took to become a true member. She shook off the twigs and dust that collected in her coat and dashed outside, already finding Estrella, her fellow trainee, up and awake. “Oh, hey Estrella. Nice day, isn’t it? Think we’ll be training today?” Nika could think of a few skills she’d like to polish. Her tracking was decent. She had a good nose. Her speed fell slightly and her confidence? That could use some work. She wanted to be ready for when she faced the first test.

[wildsight]

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❊Akita X Husky mix❊Female❊5 years old❊Captain❊Crush: --❊Mate: --❊Location: Pack territory❊Mentions: --❊Tags: Open❊
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Suka's ears twitched as a chilly breeze swept through her fur. Of course, it would be chilly for some. But not for
her. She was built for cold weather. Thankfully winter was coming to a close. She inhaled deeply her tail swaying. She should be
getting back to camp. She always got up early especially during the winter. She loved feeling the chilly air sail through her coat.
She shook her coat padding back toward the camp. She should hunt first though. Hunting on a chilly morning would be great fun.
At least for her. She then pricked her ears and began searching for prey.

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☁Golden Retriever X Bernese Mountian Dog mix☁Male☁6 years☁Worker☁Crush: --☁Mate: --☁Location: Pack territory☁Mentions: --☁Tags: Open☁
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Smokey yawned his ears twitching. He blinked slowly his eyes adjusting. His tail twitched as he glanced around.
It was morning. And what more would he want to do than lie around not a care in the world? His tail swayed at the thought of
not having to do his duties. It then drooped remembering he had to. He was a part of a pack and that meant he had to do his part.
He yawned again and began to stretch. Once he was done, he wondered what he should do next. Should he ask Cliff if he needed
anything done? He glanced around his eyes landing on the large dog. He seemed to be talking with one of the captains. Definitely
not a conversation he wanted to interrupt. So, he padded out of the camp to hunt. Hunting sounded like a good idea. His tail swayed
as he bounded into the forest his paws pounding on the forest floor.

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↠Newfoundland X St Bernard mix↠Male↠1.7 years old↠Trainee↠Crush: --↠Mate: --↠Location: Pack camp↠Mentions: --↠Tags: Open↠
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Zeus paced around the camp his tail wagging. He was up bright and early his ears pricked. He wondered if he
would get to train today. He hoped so. He needed to work on so many things. Like hunting, fighting, and scouting. He needed
to show everyone that he was the best. He could be a worker. He needed to be. His eyes darted around the camp wondering
what he should do now. Sighing he sat down his tail thumping on the ground.

[PuppygirlWillow]

Xᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ↠ GSD x Malinois ↠ Male ↠ 6 ↠ Captain ↠ Bi/Open ↠ LOCATION: Camp ↠ TAGS: Cliff, Caine
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Xander had been awake for a while, but had yet to move. Laying silently at the edge of the pack camp, he watched the dogs come awake, watching them go to and from, some hunting, some marking, and some just doing much the same as himself- trying to extend the world of sleep a little bit longer, watching the world wake around them. He enjoyed this quiet observation, but it wasn't very useful in the grand scheme of the day, and the older dog decided to focus on his leader and one of the other captains, both talking. He stood, giving a quick stretch and a shake of his coat, before padding over to where the two dogs stood. This was the life he was born for, and there is nothing he would do to change it. He would never go back to the cruel, harsh world of humans, and didn't even need a moment to think about it.

Bobbing his head gently to the leader, Xander greeted Cliff. "Good morning, Sir." He nodded to the fellow captain and did the same. "Good morning Caine." Looking back at the Staff mix, he spoke further, giving his usual morning report, as was his habit after observing the pack, something he was good at. "The trainees seem restless Sir. Dallas has spent the morning marking as usual, and Suka and Smokey are hunting. As for the others, they have yet to rise." He then looked at both dogs next to him. "I would suggest some training this morning Sir. The frost has gone, and it would be a good to get the youngsters out."

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Lacey was curled up next to a small rock, just big enough for her to use as a wind break, but slightly too small to have any sort of shelter. Luckily, it hadn't snowed last night, and she was spared the white dusting of the cold stuff that would then soak into her coat. Not for the last time, the herder was grateful for her collie-like, double layered coat. At least the winter would be over soon. He spotted another of the dogs walk past, or bounce, was probably more accurate, and the herder smiled to herself. Getting up, she followed the young dog and, as he stopped, and flopped to the ground, she snuck up behind him as silently as she could, which was pretty silent, and then gently pressed her nose onto his back. "Morning Zeus!"

Lacey loved playing and hanging out with the youngsters in between her pack duties, and she had a particularly soft spot for the ones that really wanted to do well, and Zeus's determination admired her. The trainees all made her happy, and she really wanted to help make them the best they could be.

[Darqua]

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5 Yrs | Bisexual | Shiloh x Inuit | Location: Territory | Mentions: Suka

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Scouting was an unusual activity for Bane, but he found it a useful, productive way to spend a few of those slow mornings. His nose hit the ground, detecting a stale trail. Some lone fox had passed through her quite some time ago. Little to worry about, as he had little doubt any of their pack members would be threatened by a predator so small. There were bigger things to worry about, after all. His head was brought upright as he tested the air with his nose. Now that the frost was thawing, there seemed to be more activity in the forest, in particular the rustling of rodents in the tall grass and undergrowth. Yes, life seemed to be returning. Exactly what they needed after such a dreary winter.


On his return from his short boarder patrol, his head swayed to the left as Suka entered his vision. Interesting. She looked to be heading out on a hunt. “Hey. You want some company? Maybe we can find something big.” He didn’t often hunt alone, but when he did, he’d only manage to perhaps catch a rabbit or ground fowl. Hunting with others was a different story. It opened more opportunities for taking down small deer or elk calf’s. It was still early in the season, but the chances of finding new born prey was still an option. He turned to Suka, offering her a friendly smile. Maybe she’d prefer to go alone, but it was worth asking, nevertheless.

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ISLA
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3 Yrs | Bisexual | Mongrel | Location: Stream | Mentions: Friday

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Her paws ached and stung as she scraped at the frozen soil, burrowing deeper into the den she’d created so far. For Isla, it was an instinct she couldn’t ignore. She wanted the best for her pups, and a good start would be finding a safe place for their birth. Her old den just hadn’t cut it. It was shallow, and the entrance was too wide. Since the break of dawn, Isla had been up, hollowing out the space beneath a fallen, moss covered tree trunk, and so far, was pleased with her progress. Her entire body could already fit inside, but there was still much to be done.


For now thought Isla decided to take a break, backing out of the den and shaking the dust and soil from her coat. She had time. A week or two, at least. She just had to be prepared, that was all. Isla took in a breath and turned to head down towards the steam, her productivity driving her to thirst. She was surprised to see Friday already there, and smiled at the female as she approached the river bank. “Hey, Friday. How are you?” She made a point not to look at her missing paw, already aware of how small pity could make someone feel. First still a,axed her, nevertheless. EVen grounded, she still seemed to be one of the strongest dogs in the pack.