Stay away from the pound! (Stray Dog RP) Semi-lit, Accepting

[bearcups]

Loka's bark settled into a quiet grow, his wispy tail stiff and fluffier than usual as he put his waryness on show for the two dogs to see. Tolvia wagged her tail slightly, taking a step forward. "Ah," She nodded, understanding why the two seemed on edge. "We seem to be lucky, then. We haven't seen one." She bowed her head and wagged her tail, ears pointed forward. She was formally introducing herself. "I am Tolvia, and this little git," she nodded to Loka, who had taken a slighty interest in Burnt and was wagging his tail, sniffing him. "Is Loka. He's skittish -- sorry about the barking."

[ragemonster]

The German shepherd shugged. "It's alright," he said, amusement flickering in his golden eyes. "I'm Godric. This is Burnt," he said, once again nodding at the scruffy black dog. "Nice to meet you both."

[bearcups]

Loka was paying attention to Burnt, and therefor, in Tolvia's eyes, being rude and rather embarressing. She flicked him with her tail the the orange akita turned and nodded his head at Godric. "Nice to meet you too." then he turned his interest to the floor, finding that the junk held lots of interesting scents. "Nice to know im not the only German Shepherd around here." Tolvia smiled. "Hello, Burnt." She nodded to the dark dog, sitting on her haunches and looking about. "Why a junkyard, of all places?" she asked, curious.

[ragemonster]

Godric twitched his ear. "You're the first shepherd I've seen in a while besides myself," he admitted, then turned to the other question. "I got injured distracting the dog catcher, so the others could get away. The human was injured as well, and he couldn't follow us here. Besides," he continued, slowly laying down and wincing as his shoulder throbbed in protest, "It's quite well protected here and we can hide easily." He smiled a bit.

[IrkenGirl]

Burnt nodded in acceptance towards Tolvia and Loka, also noticing how Loka was paying attention to him. He sat down and let his hackles rest, 'Yes,' he added to Godric's reply, 'No human in their right mind would come here, they seem to dislike the junkyard.' Burnt went to lick the base of his tail and turned back to the two dogs, 'It's also a good place to hide food, the foul smell wards off other dogs who may be after your meal.'

[bearcups]

"We've been killing cats," Loka said happily as he lay on his stomach, his hindpaws splayed out behind him. "They're not as quick as you'd think. I guess the pet-dogs around here all like cats." He shrugged, the fur on his neck rolling as he did so. "Loka..." Tolvia twitched her ear at the youngster and frowned. "Thats awfully judgemental of you." The akita shrugged once more and bared his teeth. "Leave off, mom." Tolvia, disheartened and bewildered by the first dominant outburst from Loka, turned on her heel and sat next to Godric. "A brave thing you did, Godric." She looked at his wound and sniffed it, able to smell the human scent fresh on his fur. "Im sure the other dogs are greatful."

[ragemonster]

Godric had tipped his head slightly to the side in confusion as the akita called Tovia "mom". They where clearly two seprate breeds. Mentally shrugging, Godric turned his atention back to Tovia, and said, "Thank you," refering to how she'd called him brave. He felt slightly embarassed, but smiled all the same. "So, er-- where did you-all come from?" he asked the shepherd.

[IrkenGirl]

Burnt lied down, a bit tired from his adventure at the butchers. He then heard Godric's question, he tilted his head, sharing his curiosity. 'You look like you've come from somewhere rough,' Burnt remarked, 'As if you came from the wild or something.'

[bearcups]

"I was bought by my Master before Loka was." Tolvia's voice was happy, a wistful tone in there as she remembered the days when she would lay by the fire at her masters feet and doze happily. "Mother told me it would be a good place, so I went willingly. The first two years went by smoothly, then my Master kept drinking some liquid that made him angry and he would slap and kick me, throw me at the walls." Her voice was now rough, deep, and her eyes showed a slightly glint of hurt as she remembered what she'd rather not. "Master's female friend bought Loka home close to the time that we were abandoned, and I sought to protect him from Master. One day, I was outside, it was twilight. Master stood on Loka's backleg and stayed there while he screamed, so I ran at him and defied the rules of a loyal dog..." She trailed off, looking down at he floor. Godric should have been able to know the rest. "Now we're out here, on our own." Suddenly, as quickly as her sad mood had returned, it dissapeared and her tail was wagging once more. "Loka's leg is fine now." She informed him, panting with happiness that she had found dogs that she may be able to call her friends.

Loka looked at Burnt and frowned, his lips quivering. "We didn't come from the wild!" He barked, his tail fluffing. "We came from a house in the city, Mom saved me from the man in there." He huffed, flicking his tail and looking the other way.

[ragemonster]

Godric's ears pulled back slightly as his mind's eye played Loka and Tovia's final moments as house-pets. "I'm sorry," he said solemnly, but when he raised his eyes, he looked at Tovia and she seemed fairly cheerful, and his symathy faded as quickly as it came, for it was not needed. "I'm glad you both got out alright," he said sincerely, glancing at Loka. He blinked curiously at the dog, for he was still staring, transfixed, a Burnt. He inclined his head towards Tovia, and in a whisper so only she could hear, he asked, "Er-- why's he looking at Burnt like that?"