ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʙʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ⦉OPEN⦊

[iceland.]

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♛ ( age: five years ) ♛ ( breed: mutt ) ♛ ( status: worker ) ♛ ( location: outside camp ) ♛ ( tagged: open ) ♛
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xxxx Dahlia awoke later than normal, the sun had already begun to rise and the rich colors that filled the drowsy sky were now gone, faded into a pale blue. Many other dogs were already about, each talking to one another. Unwanting to interrupt another's conversation she kept to herself, walking into denser forest. Trees slowly melded together, if it wasn't for her nose it would be near impossible to tell which direction from which without much thought. The mutt was simply waiting for the morning meeting to start and was simply occupying time. Lost in thought the fae was smelling the rich forest floor for any odd smells, intruders; predator and prey alike. Her nose brought nothing interesting. With a sigh her thin legs carried on trotting along. Frost decorated decay with intricate geometric patterns, each unique, the occasional crunch of a snow pile sent tingles up her leg with the sudden cold. Winter was coming to an end and spring was about to rule once more. Although winter had its charm, Dahlia hated such a bitter cold. The idea always soothing in her head but until her skin felt its bitter sings it stayed as a nostalgic ideal in her mind.

[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; xander, caine⟫ ⟪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 appearance

Cliff watched Caine place the rabbit down and he nodded to the captain. "Good timing, too. The trainees ought to get practicing." He said as he glanced over to the trainees who were beginning to awake as the morning sun began to melt the frost off of the leaves. His other captain, Xander, had joined he and Caine. "Mornin, Xander." He nodded politely to the captain. "Right. The first test would be coming soon, they should work on their tracking and stalking first. I don't know if they're still around here, but I know a coyote was 'round the outskirts of the border few days ago, that'd be some good practice." He turned his head to the right and pointed his snout in the direction he was referring to.

⏐❁⏐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; nika⟫ ⟪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's erect ears perked up at Nika's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. she shook her pelt before sitting on her rear and looking over at the foxhound. "Hey hey, Nika." She said before yawning, her long muzzle widening and her teeth glistening in the sun before she closed her mouth with a huff. "I'd hope so. Are you worried about the... test?" She asked, sounding visibly anxious about the impending test. While she knew that if she failed, she could train again and retake the test next season, it'd still be humiliating to be training among other pups while she was an adult and have all the other trainees already be performing their duties. No dog wants to fail the tests, especially not the first one. Estrella didn't want to jinx anything or unintentionally curse them with bad luck, but she still wanted to talk about it with her fellow trainees to ease the pressure off of her chest.

⏐⚔⏐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; isla⟫ ⟪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

Friday turned her head, her left ear flopping over slightly as she looked at Isla. She rolled her shoulders before looking forward into the water again, her ear still perked to show she was still offering her attention to Isla. "Morning Isla. I'm fine, a little cold is all." She admitted as she pulled her legs closer to her body to conserve her body heat. She was gracious that the weather was becoming warmer as indicated by the singing songbirds returning from the south, but that didn't have to mean she tolerated the cold anymore. She wanted to be able to bound in a field and bask under the sun, nod huddle desperately and watch her breath rise from her nose.

⏐★⏐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.

[iceland.]

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♛ ( age: five years ) ♛ ( breed: mutt ) ♛ ( status: worker ) ♛ ( location: pack border ) ♛ ( tagged: Dallas ) ♛
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xxxx As the fae wandered about a scent was quickly picked up, one familiar and apart of her pack. Dallas, she was pleasantly surprised. He and Dahlia never had all that many conversations and with nothing else to do she followed his scent. After several minuets trotting along unseen paths she could see the reddish dot that was the body of Dallas. As she approached she gave a light bark in greeting and not wanting to startle the dog. "Good morning Dallas." she called out and slowed by his side. "How are you this fine morning?" she asked feeling slightly awkward. Dahlia looked around for a moment, taking in the tall trees and light snow. The brindle dog never made it to the outskirts very often and was a nice change in scenery.

[wildsight]

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❊Akita X Husky mix❊Female❊5 years old❊Captain❊Crush: --❊Mate: --❊Location: Pack territory❊Mentions: --❊Tags: Bane❊
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Suka turned to the voice. It was Bane. He must have been out patrolling or hunting. Which was strange, when she thought about it. She shook her head dislodging the thoughts. Strange or not she was going hunting anyway. And who knew? Maybe with another dog they would find more prey. She gave him a slight nod. "Sure Bane." she said trotting over to the male. Finding something big? Maybe. She nodded to Bane waiting for him to lead the way.

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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 continued to pad though the forest his tail swaying. Maybe, he could catch a rabbit or something. Maybe. He hoped he would find something good. His eyes glanced around the forest taking in his surroundings. If he could catch something, quick he might have some time to relax. His nose twitched searching the air for the scent of prey. He found a faint trace of rabbit and began to follow it.

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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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"Morning Lacey!" he said as he leaped to his feet. He gave the worker a nod before padding
off. He wondered what he should do now. He paced around the camp hoping something interesting would happen.