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❝ IMPULSE ❞
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xxxxHunger pushed her to search for anything that may satisfy her. When the humans saw Impulse, they were wary of her. Perhaps if she had both ears, they would be nicer to her. But no, her left ear was torn, and what was left was a small nub in its place; it was not pretty, but she did not care about her appearance. She snapped at any dog who mocked her for her appearance. Speaking of losing an ear, their newest member had gone through the hazing and lost his. She wished that she could have done the honors, but the deed had been done by the leader. Oh, well. There was always the next canine who joined the pack if the leader was gracious enough to give her such an honor.
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( female ) ( four years ) ( belgian malinois dutch shepherd mix ) ( los temidos captain )
( mentions: trueno ) ( tags: --- )
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❝ CRUISE ❞
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xxxxHe hated birds. They would always fly down way too close to try to steal his food. As Cruise ate a fish that had washed up onto shore, he noticed a bird out of the corner of his eye. As it moved closer, a deep growl rumbled through his chest. His teeth bared while his body hovered over his catch. He snapped at the bird when it got too close, sending it flying back into the sky. The male grumbled to himself as he chewed on his fish, the bones breaking from his powerful jaws. After consuming the fish, he padded away from it moments before birds flew down to eat what was left of it. Ahead of him, he spotted the leader of the gang, Azul. Lowering his head in submission, he approached the fae. "Hello Azul." He greeted calmly and respectfully, his gaze drifting around the beach briefly.
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( male ) ( three years ) ( golden retriever chow mix ) ( las sombras member )
( mentions: --- ) ( tags: azul )
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❝ SHERLOCK ❞
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xxxxSurrounded by the enemies and nowhere to go but to take over their lands was the current predicament for Los Puros. How would they take over with their pack so small? They needed to find more members and quick, or they would be crushed by the two gangs of mixed breeds. As he laid there thinking with leftover turkey between his paws, a memory of a certain someone nipped at the back of his mind. This someone belonged to a rival pack. They had known each other for some time while they were both loners, but they had to part ways when joining a pack. She was a mutt while he was a purebred, so they would have never worked out. At first, they would visit in secret, but their visits came to a halt when he took over the leadership position of Los Puros. Without even asking the fae, he decided it would be best if they stopped their visits. His pack would not like the idea of him sneaking out to see a mutt. Giving her up was the hardest thing he had ever done. Regret and guilt filled his chest, but he shook it away. Now was not the time for feelings as he had responsibilities to deal with.
xxxxReleasing a sigh, he finished up his meal before rising to his paws. He used to be pampered, but after being forcefully retired from the police, he was forced to lay around and do nothing. That had no settled well with him, and he had left his home to live on the streets. It was then that he found Isadora then Los Puros. He missed her, truly. Had it been a mistake to give her up for his pack? He was not sure. Shaking his head, he glanced around his territory. Was this all worth it? Did he make the right choice?
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( male ) ( five years ) ( smooth collie ) ( los puros leader )
( mentions: isadora ) ( tags: --- )
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❝ ROYAL DUCHESS ❞
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xxxxWhile her elderly owner was out running errands, she was being watched by a sitter. It was a younger woman who sat on the couch all day and played on that dumb rectangular device of hers. Releasing an annoyed huff, she sneaked out to the backyard through her doggy door while she was not looking. The human was going to sit there all day, so she was not going to notice her absence. Her owner thought her dear sweet Duchess would never jump a fence, so it was a short white picket fence that surrounded the yard. While she had never jumped the fence in front of her, she had done it countless of times to explore the city. There were big bad dogs out there, but she was not scared. They would have to do a lot more to scare her off for good. She had a rather intimidating appearance herself.
xxxxThe show dog trotted down the sidewalk, her head held high as if she was in the ring being showed off to judges. Her collar jingled softly as she moved, announcing her presence to anyone in earshot. A simple stroll before her owner returned was a good idea.
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( female ) ( four years ) ( beauceron ) ( housedog )
( mentions: --- ) ( tags: --- )
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