𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 - accepting.

[direwolf.]

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xxxxValkyrie's ears swiveled slightly in the direction of a voice. Was she being talked to? Opening her eyes, she looked in the direction of a female approaching her. The fae was interrupting her time of silence, but she noticed that this female was one of the unproven members of the pack. She seemed to straighten up a bit, gazing at her with her intense eyes. "Valkyrie." She greeted, sizing up the female slightly before dipping her head to her. "How long have you been with us?" She questioned, not remembering when the mutt had first joined the pack. It could not be for long since she did not know this female's name until moments ago when she introduced herself. She was not one to make conversation much, especially with the new members. The Cane Corso was not really a social canine to begin with.

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( female ) ( three years ) ( cane corso ) ( junkyard member )
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xxxxRhythm's tail wagged as he watched the poodle return the toy to her owner before bounding over to him. Noticing her sit back on her haunches, he followed in suit with his tail still wagging. "How was your last show?" He questioned, giving a tilt of his head as he gazed up at the larger canine. "There's a lot of dogs here today." He added as he casted another glance around the park. There were more canines than humans, and he could not see any collars on some of the canines. Loners and pack dogs made him a little nervous.. he did not want fleas. If one approached him, he would be nice since he was a genuinely friendly guy, but he would be unable to stop himself from scratching himself out of instinct. He would feel the invisible bugs biting at his skin even if they were not there to begin with.

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( male ) ( four years ) ( shetland sheepdog ) ( house dog )
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[x__x]

s a b r i n a
female // four years old // mutt // unproven // tags ; valkyrie

xxxxxxfeeling regretful of her plan, sab ever so slightly shrunk away from the powerful looking female. "me? i have only been here a couple days. two, to be exact," her voice growing softer as to not anger or further annoy her, considering how seemingly intense valkyrie had become when sab approached her. failing to avoid eye contact, sab started racking her brain for a topic to turn to. after a couple seconds of rather awkward silence, she settled with a question. "how do i become a member? what do i have to do to prove my worth?" hopefully it wasn't a stupid question; and, even if it was, the dog with whom she had been conversing with would be understanding.

[broken*]

♛. ── ❝ L I L A H ❞
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( 5 y/o ) ( female ) ( lieutenant ) ( Belgian Tervuren x Dutch shepherd mix ) ( tags: jericho, sabrina, valkyrie )
♛. ── ❝ im the one thats got to die when its time for me, so let me live my life the way i want to. ❞


the black fae nodded her head in response to her general's commands, bowing her head to him as she backed away, her dark black-brown eyes scanning the junkyard for the two dogs she was to take with her on a patrol in search of food. she knew valkyrie well enough; she was a muscular fae who had been in the pack for a while now & had long since proven her worth as a member. she came in handy especially if they ran into trouble with strays, as she was a good fighter. however sabrina was a new dog to the junkyard, having only arrived several days ago and pretty much becoming the newest 'meat' trying to prove her worth to the pack so that she could be accepted as a full-fledged member of the gang. lilah didnt know anything much about her backstory or why she was there, but that would change today if she was taking the pair of them out with her. and just to her luck, she spotted the smaller mutt talking to the large gray fae and approached them with a serious expression, nodding her head in greeting. her voice rang out sharp & confident, holding power & authority as she spoke. "good morning valkyrie, i hope you slept well. and you must be sabrina, the new unproven member. general jericho has asked me to take the two of you in search of food for the gang. he stated to be aware of catchers, because theyve been spotted more frequently. we'll head to the pond to get something to drink before we go into town and see what we can scrounge up."

♛. ── ❝ J E T H R O ❞
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( 2 y/o ) ( male ) ( unproven ) ( German Shepherd x Husky mix ) ( tags: Meredith )
♛. ── ❝ dont let the fear of what could happen, make nothing happen at all. ❞


being that he was still an unproven member of the pack, unlike most of the other canines he didn’t really have a specific place where he slept every night. he kind of just scrounged around and made his bed wherever he needed to when the sun went down, not wanting to disturb any of the actual junkyard members or show any disrespect, purposefully or accidentally. that previous night, he had managed to find a pretty large cardboard box in the middle of the junkyard that no one else seemed to be using and had dragged it off to the corner of the yard, not wanting to get in anyone’s way. as he woke up that morning, it was due to his keen ears already hearing the movement of his pack mates stirring and he knew that if he was ever goin to prove himself to them, he couldn’t be caught oversleeping. so he quickly rushed up to his paws and looked around for someone he could maybe talk to until their general gave orders for the day; his eyes fell on the pretty shiba ina who had been nothing but kind to him since he had shown up to the pack and he meandered over to her, a goofy smile on his face as he greeted her. ”g’moring meridith! you sleep well I hope?” he couldn’t help the slight wag of his tail as he sat beside the pretty fae.

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( 6 y/o ) ( male ) ( loner ) ( perro de presa canario ) ( tags: open )
♛. ── ❝ so youre a tough guy, like it really rough guy; im a bad guy duh." ❞


the large brute had been on his own for about a year now, and he liked it that way. he knew there were some groups of dogs that banded together, almost like packs of wolves, seeking safety more in numbers than in themselves. but that just wasn’t the life for boomer. perhaps one day he’d find a nice face to settle down with but he just couldn’t see himself joining a gang and being pushed around by anyone; he was a top dog, the kind who was used to fighting hard for everything he has ever known or had, and that wasn’t about to change just because he no longer had adoring humans cheering him on in the ring. since becoming a loner, there was a specific alley that he had pretty much claimed as his own, and he had fought several other strays before who dared journey into his sanctuary. he marked both ends of the alley every morning and night to restrengthen this, since he did go out during the day in search of food. pulling himself up off of the ragged blankets he had found and made into his bed, he quickly marked both ends of his alley before trotting out into the streets. the humans always parted for him, many terrified of the massive, muscular brute who could easily snap their arm if they got in his way. his nostrils flared as he tried to catch the scent of something to fill his rumbling stomach, and he soon smelled sausage coming from a small moving cart with a large man yelling about his food to the other humans. while the man was distracted taking care of a guest, boomer grabbed the end of a sausage link and pulled hard, tearing a whole chunk of links off of the cart, and he bolted away as fast as his limp would allow, ignoring the yelling after him by the man who didn’t even try to follow. once he was far enough away, he found a metal bench and hoped up on it, laying down and knawing on his breakfast.

[direwolf.]

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xxxxIt did pleased the Cane Corso to see the mutt shrink away. This proved to Valkyrie that Sabrina respected authority which was a good quality to have in a pack. She gave a nod of her head and a slight hum as the fae explained that she had only been here for two days. Silently, she watched the female as she seemed to think things over in her head. She did not seem to mind the awkward silence, and finally, the mutt asked her how she could prove herself. "You must figure that out on your own, Sab. You'll find a way, I'm sure." She responded, her gaze turning to Lilah when she noticed a figure approaching them out of the corner of her eye. She dipped her head in greeting and respect as she listened to the lieutenant explain that she was assigned to bring the both of them on a search for food.
xxxx"Catchers, huh?" She mumbled to herself, rising to her paws and shaking her fur. It would take many catchers to capture her because she was intent on never going to a shelter. She had been to one before, and she almost did not make it out alive. They had been planning on putting her down due to.. aggressive behavior that had not been her own doing. "I'm ready when you are."

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xxxxRhythm's tail wagged as he watched the poodle return the toy to her owner before bounding over to him. Noticing her sit back on her haunches, he followed in suit with his tail still wagging. "How was your last show?" He questioned, giving a tilt of his head as he gazed up at the larger canine. "There's a lot of dogs here today." He added as he casted another glance around the park. There were more canines than humans, and he could not see any collars on some of the canines. Loners and pack dogs made him a little nervous.. he did not want fleas. If one approached him, he would be nice since he was a genuinely friendly guy, but he would be unable to stop himself from scratching himself out of instinct. He would feel the invisible bugs biting at his skin even if they were not there to begin with.

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[wildsight]

★ ──── 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘈!! ────★
(Female) ─ (Four years old) ─ (Member) ─ (Munsterlander) ─ (No romantic intrest) ─ (Tags: Open)
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 yawned as she slowly awoke to yet another day. Yesterday had been a bit busy, and she sure today was going to be busy too. With new members, and all the pack was going to be busy for a while. She sighed knowing that she needed to get up. Slowly rising to her paws she padded over to where a small group of dogs we're gathered. She noticed that most of the dogs we're speaking to one another alongside one of the new dogs. She always felt sorry for the dogs that had, yet to prove their worth to the pack. It just seemed like a long process. But that's how things, worked in pack life. Nevertheless, she still felt bad for those dogs. She then turned away going, to see what every one else was up too.

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★ ──── 𝘙𝘌𝘔𝘜𝘚!! ────★
(Male) ─ (Five years old) ─ (Unproven) ─ (Rhosidian Ridgeback) ─ (No romantic intrest) ─ (Tags: Open)
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 waking up to another day. And it almost seemed like another life. A few days ago he had been a mere, stray on the streets living on his own wits. Now he was with a pack. He was used to being around other dogs though. He had lived among a small group of dogs for a while─only to be kicked out of the group. But he didn't, mind not being a part of that group. They certainly didn't know what a true genius looked like when they saw one. He rose to his paws, and began to explore some more of his new home.

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★ ──── 𝘙𝘈𝘎𝘕𝘈𝘙!! ────★
(Male) ─ (Six years old) ─ (Stray) ─ (Pitbull) ─ (No romantic intrest) ─ (Tags: Open)
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 padded along one of the many alleyways that led through town. Being a stray the male knew how to make his way through the city safely. There we're many alleyways, that led through the city that no one knew of or took. The male swiped his tongue over his muzzle hoping to find something good today. He turned down another alleyway, coming toward the back of a busy restaurant. Sometimes friendly humans would give him food at this place, but from experience he knew that today wasn't one of those days when he would be served. As a matter of fact, today was one of those days when one of the not─so─friendly humans worked. He nudged one of the crates─it wasn't very heavy─then he pushed it over to the large garbage bin. One of the lids we're open─easy pickings. He leaped onto the crate, and began to nose through what was there. He found a few things before he heard a loud scream. Turning his head he saw a human running toward him. He gave a sharp bark, and the human froze. He growled before picking up what he wanted, and leaped off the crate. He then turned, and padded away gazing over his shoulder. He knew never to look away from a threat not even for a moment. He then continued on in search of a safe place to eat.

[willowsong12]

Atlas
Pet/Great Pyrenees/7 years old/Male/Crush:Open/Tags:Open

The two children were now sitting on his back and climbing over him as he laid there. He didn't mind as he let them play, just happy that they were having a good time. There were quite a few dogs here today and he made sure to keep an eye on them as he didn't need them biting one of the kids. They were his responsibility right now and he would be sure they stayed safe.

Dawn
Member/American Foxhound/3 years old/Female/Crush:Open/Tags:Open

Seeing others waking up, she swiftly climbed up on top of an old box and sat on it. She had a better view and could see over piles of junk. Didn't seem like anything was happening so she merely observed for now. She was itching to go for a run, possibly go down to the pond and swim for a bit. She wouldn't mind getting in the water for a bit.

Rolan
Loner/Anatolian Shepherd/5 years old/Male/Crush:Open/Tags:Rhythm(mentioned) and Maybelline(mentioned)

Noticing that quite a few dogs and humans were here was making the male uneasy. Getting up, he decided to leave and noticed the best path was where two pet dogs were. He let out a soft growl as he would prefer avoiding them but he would rather walk past them than some humans. He had to avoid being caught still. Walking over, he pinned his ears back as he noticed them talking and heard the word "show". Great, they were show dogs. He never understood what dog would allow themselves to degrade themselves by prancing around just to please their owner. That was something he would never do. Reaching them, he tried to go around the two and avoid contact with them.