𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐬
lady | verona | female | ibizan hound | pan
crush; n/a | tags; Romeo
The slender female bent down to stretch, releasing a small yawn as she glanced around camp. She gave a small flick of her ears when she spotted her king, Romeo, and padded softly to stand by his side. "Good morning." her voice was gentle but distant as she gazed out at the rolling waves. The sun beat down on her back, the warmth sending a tingle through her spine. She knew Romeo was not one for pleasantries, so she withheld any chit-chat and stuck to the basics.
𝐀𝐫𝐠𝐨
knight | verona | male | old english sheepdog | hetero
crush; n/a | tags; OPEN
Argo rolled over in his sleep, the small dip that he called his bed was lined with pine needles and other dried grasses. He wasn't much of an early riser, and despite being a knight relaxing and napping were his fortes. He opened one stormy-grey eye to look out at the bright day, a soft groan escaping his lips as he heaved himself onto his paws and shook out his shaggy fur. He followed closely after Kara, still drowsy and not quite ready for a conversation, so he branched off and found a warm spot in the sand to bask.
𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝
capulet | male | brittany spaniel mix | bi
crush; n/a | tags; Juliet
legend was up before the sun. He enjoys the time to himself while his packmates are sleeping. Now he was exploring the Capulet grounds, waiting for the others to wake up. As he reached the yard he noticed a familiar white pelt and murmured a quiet hello. He sat down beside her, his feathered tail dipping into the clear water. "Anything exciting planned for today?" he asked softly, his nose twitching as he inhaled her strong scent.
𝐀𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚
capulet | female | central asian shepherd | hetero
crush; n/a | tags; OPEN
The gentle giant kept to herself as she ate the rest of her breakfast, her somber expression was a daily occurrence that was only lifted at the sight of the pups or their human caretaker. She didn't take to many of the other canines in the mansion. They made her weary, especially the rather strange doberman, so she avoided anyone who wasn't keen on speaking with her. Aaksonai enjoyed her solitude and thumped her large body down on the front entrance. It was sunny, and the rays had warmed the concrete. that was under her torso. Her paws hung over the front step as she watched people bustling by. This was her home to defend, so she would do so every morning until her person came out to beckon her inside again. This was her purpose, quite different from raising kids in her old home.