Mazie's eyes blinked open as the morning sunlight shone through the trees, and onto where she was sleeping. Heaving herself up, and shook the grass and dirt from her pelt as best as she could, before glancing around. Her ears flopped forward, as they always had, and her bushy tail wagged lightly. Mazie was quite beautiful. Her head was a tan color, and there was more tan on her legs. She had a large black patch on her back, and the rest was white, including the tip of her muzzle, a blaze on her head, most of her legs, the tip of her tail, and her neck and chest. She was quite muscled, and had a reddish purple bandanna tied around her neck, which mas mostly hidden in her fur, but you could still see some of it. She looked around, her dark brown eyes glancing around camp. She sniffed the air, being able to smell Steele walking around, already awake, along with a few other dogs. She panted slightly, and padded into the main clearing/camp, looking to see if the other hunters had brought in any fresh kill, her stomach grumbling with hunger. Memories of the night before itching at her mind. The man who had stolen her. Her father being kicked by him. Having to jump out of the very back of the truck, and laying stunned on the ground for a few minutes, before rushing into the forest. Mazie shook her head, clearing her mind of her thoughts.
[ I started out a day already in the pack, if that's alright. I can change if needed ]