[ Dizzy ][ Canine Roleplay ]

[Brightheartlover]

"No, no, it's fine. Actually, I'm glad I told someone, it's been tourturing me for quite a while. I just felt so guilty for causing my parents deaths. I guess it feels better to tell someone than to keep it secret. And, yeah, I am quite hungry, I haven't really been able to find anything to eat recently." Honey Storm said, his stomach growled, he was so hungry.

[like a king.]

( Hello! This RP seems quite interesting, and I've actually wanted to join it for some time. If I can fill the form out later, that would be great )

[Teacup-old]

[ Thanks for the interest Fluffy! Take your time! ]

[like a king.]

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me."

[ Username ]:
Fluffy Sheep
[ Name ]:
Murphi
[ Age ]:
2 years and 4 months
[ Gender ]:
Female
[ Breed ]:
Australian Shephered
[ Picture ]:
To the right of form --
[ Personality ]:
Murphi never seems to get mad. Her anger never flares, and she just brushes away anything, and everything, that was thrown at her. Her normal bubbly, happy mood is always there, no matter what trouble she's in. At times, though, her mind seems to slip away, off into a distant world no one knows about. That's where the sadness comes in. Murphi just stares right through you, as if you're a wisp of air instead of a solid being.
[ Crush ]:
Nope
[ History ]:
Murphi's dad, Rocket, was killed by illegal gunshot. Things went downhill from there. The runt of her mom's litter, Rue, wasn't eating and drinking enough, and was soon set to rest. The forest caught on fire, and Murphi's mom got trapped inside a cave. Luckily, Murphi managed to escape, but not before losing her sight in her right eye, and hearing in her right ear, too.
[ Other]:

"I never wanted what I got, but sometimes you just have to cope with those things."

[ Username ]:
Fluffy Sheep
[ Name ]:
Riptide
[ Age ]:
2 years and 6 months
[ Gender ]:
Male
[ Breed ]:
Wolf / Husky mix
[ Picture ]:
-- To the left of form
[ Personality ]:
Riptide is cautious, really cautious. It takes lots for him to trust you, but he'll still be weary. His anger is always there, it never leaves, and just one bad comment, just one wrong word, it can be on you like flies on a dirty horse. When Riptide first meets you, he might seem unfriendly, but once he sees you, you're stuck in his mind. Forever. This can be bad for those he hates. Riptide isn't trying to be mean, though, he's just trying to forget what has happened to him.
[ Crush ]:
Nadda
[ History ]:
It hasn't, and never will be, spoken of.
[ Other ]:

[Teacup-old]

[ Lovely! Both accepted, I'll go add them now. ]

[Brightheartlover]

(Can you answer my post?)

[like a king.]

[ Thank you very much, Teacup! ]

Murphi

I am flawed,

The morning dew that settled on the leaves was crushed against Murphi's rapid-moving paws while she ran. Her head swiveled back while she ran, looking on her left side to locate the animal again. A bear! No wonder that racing heart thunders. She stumbled once, then scrambled back up again, only to find herself at the edge of a drop-off, one that lead to the rushing waters of a creek. How Murphi hated water. It stuck her multi-colored coat to her skin, causing her body to shudder with cold. A low rumble ringing in her right ear made her whirl back around, so she was now facing the bear. "If there is any dog out there, willing to save, I would appreciate it," she whined, her one good eye flicking from the bear, to the trees, to the creek, and back.

But that's okay.

Riptide

Running from fear,

Riptide's thick, gray, black, and silver fur rustled slightly in the breeze while he walked slowly through the woods. As always, he was cautious of everything. A whispering shhh: just some leaves. A gunshot-like crack: just an acorn hitting a squirrel's teeth. A single snap: his own paws stepping on a branch. Ever since that horrible day, when he was just a puppy, left to die, he'd built walls up, only keeping the secrets of his past inside him. But there was one every dog or wolf would know. If they were willing to speak with him, that is. When he was born, he wasn't exactly born right. The vocal cords inside his body, where his voice came from, was twisted. So whenever he spoke everything came out as a raspy whisper. And who would love him that way?

Never really works.

[wolfpuppies]

[Hopefully this works for the rp. I didn't want to make Pebble be perfect in her attack since she's still on the young side ^^"]

☼ B A I L E Y ☆

Do the sun and stars have...

Bailey remained crouched for a few more heartbeats, straining to hear for any signs of being found out. When none came, the Retriever rose slightly - his ears still pricked above his head. Still nothing. Confused, the male stood tall in an attempt to find the female he'd scented earlier. Then the breeze drifted his way again and all he could think about was the fallen deer nearby, just waiting to be eaten. Mouth watering, he padded forward. As he stood over the carcass, his stomach grumbled angrily - as if it could no longer wait to be filled.

“No wonder. I haven’t eaten more than a couple mice in several days,” he growled softly to himself.

Dipping his head, the golden dog opened his maw before tearing into the soft flesh of the deer’s belly. Warm rich blood filled his mouth and the heady scent filled his nostrils. A light shudder coursed through his muscles as his starving body finally got what it craved so dearly. Being such a small breed, Bailey couldn’t easily take down large prey like deer. He had to stick to the smaller, faster game – rabbits, mice, fowl. And more often than not, he ended up exhausting energy chasing his quarry before losing it to a bolt hole or the skies. That’s why he’d indulge himself in this bounty, a rare treat for him indeed. If it came to him having to defend his presence at the abandoned kill, he would.

Thinking about the possible hunter returning, Bailey raised his head from his meal. His bloodied muzzle rose to the wind, mouth open and tongue lolling out as he scanned his surroundings and searched for the telltale scent of another predator. That’s when he became acutely aware of some creature drifting slowly his way. Or maybe not. He couldn’t tell the other animal’s destination, just that it was another canid – a black and silver wolf, dog, or something in between – who slipped through the forest easily and silently. As soon as he spotted the other male, Bailey’s hackles instinctively rose. He knew he was much smaller than the other canine, but he hadn’t eaten well in quite some time and didn’t care to leave the deer until he’d at least eaten to satiate his burning stomach. His eyes narrowed slightly as they tracked the other's progress.

...the answers for my broken and confused heart?

ღ P E B B L E ღ

Who out there holds the key to...

Pebble flew over the earth, her paws beating the ground in a steady rhythm. She'd finally found the bear tracks and those of a dog's. She swerved to follow the trail, her large paws slipping a little in the damp leaves beneath her. That's when she saw the bear. It was a black bear, while smaller than it's brown and grizzly cousins it was still a formidable foe. The rumbling beast was lumbering up to a multi-colored canine crouching on a ledge.

Without thinking, the silver wolf darted forward, charging straight at the bear. Her brain finally caught up to her body though, and she angled herself so that she would be attacking from its back - rather than head on. With a harsh nip, she grabbed the bear's haunch in her jowls before she let go and jumped back. In the nick of time too - a large paw tipped with razor sharp daggers of claws - slashed at the spot she'd just been in. Curling her lips back in a fierce snarl, Pebble took a step back as the bear turned to face its attacker. After a mock charge at the thick black predator, the she-wolf danced away, her movements quick and sure as she moved. She recalled the lessons of her pack as she drew the bear further from the dog on the cliff edge. Once there was a decent gap between the crouched canine and the bear, Pebble stopped – tail raised.

“Get out of here!” She barked sharply, to the multi-hued creature by the water. “Quickly!” With that she rushed at the bear, her concentration drawn back to her opponent. Before she could swerve to attack from its side, the black creature slashed at her with its massive paw – cutting into her side. While the wound wasn’t deep, it hurt badly and the surprise threw her off her course. She tumbled to the side, a gasp pushing past her lips as she landed on the fresh wound.

...opening my heart to the wonders of love?

[like a king.]

Murphi

I am flawed,

Murphi's body shook with fear as the great animal with it's thundering heart loomed over her. She whimpered, bracing her body for whatever the bear had in mind for her, when a silver wolf vaulted over some bushes, and charged straight at the brown beast. Her tail flat against her rear, instead of fleeing, she just watched with her wide, good eye. It felt as if her spine had frozen, sort of like if you fall in a lake while it's winter, then spend days in the snow. You freeze to the spot. Murphi watched as the wolf was swept aside by the huge claw, and was advanced on by the bear. Her paws un-gluing from the ground, she darted forward on steady, quick paws. Sharp teeth bared and tail ridged, her hackles rose while she started at the creature. The barks that flew from her mouth echoed around the woods and surprise cast a shadow over the bear's face. It was such a sight to see a dog like this, and the surprise got the best of him, and he lumbered away. Immediately, Murphi whirled around, looking over the injured wolf before her. "I'm so sorry," she whimpered softly, attempting to turn the animal over.

But that's okay.

Riptide

Running from fear,

A slight growling noise to Riptide's right made him turn his head. A dog. The fur running down his back and to the tip of his tail prickled, and he could feel a rumble deep in his throat. But if he snarled, it wouldn't come out as a snarl. The noise would pass over the twisted part in his vocal cord, and who knows what it'll come out as. The smaller dog surely wouldn't fear him then. But it wasn't even his deer, he hadn't killed it, the windpipe had not snapped in his jaws. Still, his mouth foamed at the sight of the blood both on the animal and caking around the golden dog's muzzle. Taking two steps in the direction of the male, Riptide bared his long fangs, and snarled. But, like he'd predicted, the sound wasn't a snarl. Instead, it was more like the whistling noise that is made when air is blown over an empty bottle, along with a quiet rattling. His grey/blue eyes grazed the sight of the deer again, the delicious red meat that would cure his stomach from it's craving for that food. Not many deer wandered over to this side of the woods because there were to many animals that were willing to kill, and devour, at first sight. Riptide looked up again at the canine, and made the whistling snarl for the second time.

Never really works.

[cheetah;]

[ • S O U L • ]

"Nothing is possible unless you try."

The brute growled loudly "Girls! You get out of here before it's too late!" He said, He flicked his tail and looked back at the female who he was protecting, He sighed and looked at her gently "Go!" He said and turned to the bear, Soul let out angry low barks, The bear roared angrily at the dog, Soul's head lowered down, He growled and bites at the bears paw, The bear cries in pain and clawed at Soul's side, The brute howled in pain and growled harder; The bear left some marks for him never to forget. Soul leaped on the bears back and sank his razor sharp fangs in his throat. The bear sung Soul quickly away, Soul sank his claws and smiled Nearly there... He thought to himself, The bear tried to claw at Soul, But he hid around the bears back. "RUN!" He yelled at the females who were trying to help, His memories flashed back as the bear grabbed him by the scruff, Soul was pinned with his back by the floor hard, Soul let out a whimper and a soft cry

As it was nearly the end of Soul, A female border collie jumped in action, She growled at the bear and jumped; She looked down at the other female dog who soul saved "Take him Dream!" She commanded, She bites at the bears muzzle, The bear cried in anger and flipped the border collie on the tree, The she-dog smiled and her legs ended up on the tree, She growled and flipped back on the bear, The other female dog, Dream bites at the bears paws, Soul closed his eyes and groaned in pain, The powerful Border collie sank her fangs in the bears throat, Dream jumped on the bears back and helped the border collie, The bear couldn't take it anymore from so many attacks the other dogs have caused, The bear fell on the ground in pain, The females jumped off and breathed heavily "Is everyone alright?" Asked the beautiful female border collie.