нι∂∂єи ℓινєѕ //Stray Dog Sem-Lit Rp\\ CLOSED

[Dumezil]

(Same here.)

[.:akpahsJ:.]

(alright, alright. Since you guys want so much, we can start. Remember, at least two lines!)

[AtticusWeir]

((Hi guys! Someone start.))

[Jiogioji]

(ok yay!! Who's gnna start? I'm not a good starter :c)

[AtticusWeir]

Echo growled slightly as her rough paws hit the harshness of the concrete. History repetes itself is the biggest understatement of the year. That was the final and last time she would ever trust a human. All they do is bring pain. Man's best friend her hind. Yeah right! The fae growled again and shook her large head in confusion. The beautiful co-alpha female walked for another mile before she smelt a scent.

"Who are you?" She asked as her fur stood on edge. Echo took her position, ready for a surprise attack.

[.:akpahsJ:.]

( ill do it.)

Campion
Mood: Usual

Campion hopped upon his rock, looking around his dog pack. He couldn't believe there were so many dogs who had decided to come and live with him in the trees. He shook his fur, looking over all the dogs. He decided that later he would send the hunters to go get some food, since they were running low. He closed his eyes, listening to the surroundings. If any humans find us, they are done for. He thought to himself, smiling with satisfaction.

Dasani
Mood: Happy

Dasani trotted around the camp, her cream colored coat filthy with mud. "I should go wash." She said to herself, and trotted over to the small pond between the tall trees of the forest. She waded in, and proceeded to clean herself. Once she was done, she stepped out and shook off, looking at her reflection. She was much more clean, and she proudly walked back over to the camp, laying in front of her den. She wagged her tail in delight.

[cheetah;]

\Username/
.Nala.



\Name/
Faline

\Nickname/
Faline

\Gender/
Female

\Age/
3 Years Old And 3 Months

\Breed/
Border Collie

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\Rank/
Hunter

\Rank Wanted/
Co-lead Female

\Description/
Faline has a beautiful shade of brown and black and white mix together, Her eyes are chocolate brown, She has a dark black wet nose and fluffy long bushy tail.

\Personality/
Faline is caring, She is a simple type of dog, She is usually happy and lonely, But Oliver keeps her company, She is helpful and would risk her whole life for Oliver or one of her beloved one, She had a horrible past so she is aware of Oliver not having it. She could be snappy at times but it depends on her mood, She is calm and smooth, She will not fear anything unless it really has to be feared. Even if she had a half on a bone and sees another dog who is starving to death, She will give it and would rather she be hungry.

\History/
When she was 10 Weeks old her mother gave birth to a litter of 5 healthy puppies, Her father was mean to them, As she began to grow so used to have to share the food with her family, But when she was 5 Months old her mother got sick, Then where they lived the Dog catchers found them and took their Father to the pound, They also found their mother dead in the corner, Faline was the second oldest from her siblings, So she took care of them when their parents were separated from them, She then lived in the streets and became a stray, Her Sister Crystal died of heart cancer, She then used to be very aggressive to her siblings, She was so angry that she killed her own Brother Thunder, She then cried for three days, She then found a home and and let her siblings live there, She then ran off and turned 2 Years old, She found Oliver in the streets while Oliver was attacked by a tall German Shepherd, She then fought to death to save Oliver, She still has some scars behind her fur from that day.

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\Crush/
"None, I don't really need one at the moment..."
\Mate/
"No.."

\Pups/
Oliver - Her Adoptive Little Brother

\Family/
Crystal - Sister {Died} Thunder - Brother {Died} Damon - Father {Alive} Eve - Mother {Died}
Cecelia - Sister {Alive} Diana - Sister {Alive}

\Other/
None

\Username/
.Nala.



\Name/
Oliver

\Nickname/
Ollie

\Gender/
Male

\Age/
5 Months

\Breed/
German Shepherd

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\Rank/
"Pup!.."

\Rank Wanted/
"Pup!!"

\Description/
His face is whole black, He has shades of brown and orange around his back, paws, underbelly, and tail, His eyes are chocolate brown like Falines.

\Personality/
He is happy and hyper, He is very funny and likes to find out new things about life, He would love to learn anything from anyone, He wishes to have friends, Oliver is annoying if he gets bored, He isn't the most 'Perfectest' pup, He he knows what he does, He is helpful and would share, He is active and smart.

\History/
Oliver's mother gave birth to 3 healthy pups, Their father left before they were born, Their father was mean and tried to kill them when he heard, Their mother everyday used to go far away to find food or a new home, When Oliver could open his eyes he would kindly bark to Welcome his mother back, One day they moved into a busy town, As the they went it was a long way, But then the dog catchers saw them and kidnapped their mother, Without any protectiveness they couldn't survive, But their older brother who was 1 Year old at that day promised to take care of all of his siblings, But the next few months again the dogs catcher was their brother chasing after a rabbit, They followed him and they stopped the pups, Their brother scented the dogs catchers and without noticing he grabbed quickly only his siblings, Oliver was caughted but a young Husky helped him out, But a strong German Shepherd came and attacked him, But Faline saw and went to fight for Oliver.

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\Crush/
"Does that mean i have to crush somebody?.."
\Mate/
"No, I don't have any friends if you mean that.."
\Pups/
"I'm one!.."

\Family/
Alley - Sister {Alive} Mayson - Brother {Alive} Cynder - Mother {Died}
Jayson - Father {Alive} Faline - Adopted Sister {Alive}

\Other/
None, I really worked hard on this and i hope this could be fun!

[Jiogioji]

Dae stretched his front legs, and let out a long yawn. He felt tired, even though he had a long night of sleep. He trotted out from under a hole in the ground, and looked at the welcoming sun.
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Vic wagged her end in the air as her chest was pressed to the ground. She was studying a single piece of grass that had a lady bug on it, and was utterly itnrested in it for no reason.

[AtticusWeir]

Echo shook it off and ran towards her home. It was in the woods with a huge pack of dogs. She had to report a rouge stray she found to Campion. The sleek female barked as she finally reached camp and wagged her tail. As she looked for the alpha she took in the beautiful scene.

"Campion! Campion!" Echo called in a worried voice.

[Dumezil]

Alternating the sides she cocked her head on, Bel amused herself as she sat limply in the camp, listening for new things and smelling brilliant new smells. She did not like to leave the camp very much as she got lost easily and humans scared her very badly. The little spaniel suddenly spotted Dasani and bouncing happily to her paws, she bounded over to the slightly older and larger female, delighted to have found a friend. “Hellow Dasani!” She greeted the cream dog. “You going hunting soon?”
Bel wished she could hunt. For some reason the other dogs made her stay away, though. They thought she was too loud and couldn’t focus well. Shrugging it off, Bel decided oh well. She was more of a friendly dog than a track and kill dog. Tracking she was good at, killing she did not understand.



Yawning, Rex rolled to his side and blinked lazily in the sunlight. The big blue male scratched at an ear before sitting up and stretching, rump and tail waving in the air as she woke himself up. Slightly bored, he sat back down again. He wanted something to attack so he could kill it. Just haven woken up, Rex was in the mood for a tumble. Standing, Rex began to trot toward the other dogs. If nothing was going to attack him that he could fight, then he would bait one of the other big dogs into a tussle with him. Not to draw blood or kill, of course. Just to burn some energy. “Challenge me, those who dare.” He growled in a deep voice, mock serious as she stood in an aggressive stance, the fur along the ridge of his back already standing up. It always did, though; hence the “ridgeback” breed.