Miami Mutts - Survival/Romance RP - Needs More Males!

[wickedbvnes]

he tilted his head, hearing a fae drop down. "He-ello." he smiles.

[placebo.]

Jade walked up to her, “Hi” she barked her jaws full of Beef. She flung it down to the ground and layed down to eat beside her. She kept a distance because she knew how suspicious of other dogs most of the mutts around here were.

[wickedbvnes]

He sighed, gnawing on a bone. He flicked his tail, standing up. He, at his full height, was huge.

[The Lost Gremlin]

(Is it Tip they're talking to? I'm getting a little confused XD )

[placebo.]

(well Jade is talking to her. I might make another dog....This rp is awsome but no one's on alot. I mean I try to be on but I have time restrictions.)

[wickedbvnes]

~Both were. Now Pongo has stood up, and Jade is still chatting.~

[The Lost Gremlin]

(That's why I tried to restrict it to active members only - I was hoping it wouldn't fall dead like 100% of my other rps XD )

Tip remained still, her hackles gradually raising and her ears erect. She didn't quite know how to react. She thought her hiding place was perfect, with the trashcans hiding her from sight and the garbage masking her scent. She lifted her blood-covered muzzle, twitching her lips in a irresitable urge to flash her fangs.

[wickedbvnes]

He obliged, and backed away. 'I won't hurt you, or steal your food." he says.

[placebo.]

Jade stared cooly at her. She continued eatting but back off a few pawsteps.

Konor walked around the camp, he was anxiously awaitting Tip to return.

[The Lost Gremlin]

''And I can be sure how?'' Tip drew back her lips, revealing her teeth for a split second while licking them nervously. Acting like an arrogant mongrel wasn't going to allow her to make friends that easily. She was on Junkyard turf and that allowed them to do whatever they wished to beat her out of the scrap-heap they called home. She only came here to eat because she thought she'd be safer. No dogs seemed to be around at first, but she had been wrong.

Slowly, she rose to her feet, getting ready to make a dash for it before anymore mutts turned up.