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[broccae]

Caetessia trotted through the alley, stomach growling. Dhe hopped into a trashcan, looking for food. When she found nothing, she tried to escape, but the lid had closed her in. She howled for help and clawed at the sides.

[flufferpie]

Blaze: Yeah.

Crystal: I guess a hot dog might make me feel better... *trots to the fat man's hot dog stand*

Rush: I'll catch up.... *sighs and looks down.* *hears something coming from a garbage can* *knocks the lid off and sees a dog inside.* Hi there! Couldn't find a cardboard box or what? *giggles*

[Echoes]

Kallik: Sure!

Snow Boot: *giggles* Wanna go to the park across the street to play?

Crystal: I...guess...not...

Rush: *Sits with her* That was tough. Wanna grab some hot dogs?

Vegas: The Great Dane passed over two mice to Kallik and kept two for herself, quickly devouring one and working on the next.

Charm: A wide grin spread across her maw and she yapped, "of course!" Charmy motioned for him to lead the way with her tail and gave it a few wags.

Spark: He tore his gaze from the female and flicked it back to Crystal. "sure! Sorry bout' that, I was just looking at something". The finnish spitz felt his dense fiery orange coat get hot, but he brushed the feeling off and beamed at Crystal.

[flufferpie]

Crystal: *returns with hot dog* Oh hu? Its fine. Wanna split a hot dog?

Snow Boot: *runs across the street* Come on!

[Banter.]

Taryn: *Backs up and hears growling*
Voice: What are you doing here???
*Three dogs step towards Taryn*
Taryn: D-Don't hurt me, please! I-I'll leave now!
The leader: Too late for that now. *grins as his companions circle around her*
Taryn: *whimpers* Help!!

[Echoes]

Name: Stark
Gender: Male
Crush/Mate: Hmm, Kallik maybe?
Eye color: Maroon
Fur color:
Description: Stark is a Four year old Belgian Shepherd with pitch black, long silky fur with a white blaze on his chest. He has bright maroon eyes that seem to glow when it's dark.
Pups: Adores pups, but has none yet.
Other:
Personality: Stark was always regarded as a protector, and that was what seemed ingrained into his very personality. He's a devoted follower, and a trustworthy friend, but he has his flaws as well. Sometimes he can be overbearing, and he has zero tolerance for those who hurt the one's he loves. He loves to have fun and play around like the goof he is.
Pictures:

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3) http://i978.photobucket.com/albums/ae26 ... 7358p1.jpg
4) http://i978.photobucket.com/albums/ae26 ... g/68_1.jpg

Name: Rowan
Gender: Male
Crush/Mate: Will probably have a crush on Caetessia
Eye color: Caramel Brown
Fur color: Mix of browns, oranges, and blacks.
Description: Rowan is a Four year old belgian tervuren.
Pups: None Yet but would like some someday.
Other:
History~ Rowan was a therapy dog, helping children who were close to death, one day after he was let off leash in the backyard and jumped the fence, chasing after a rabbit, soon after he was lost and scared, but now he's used to being a stray and likes living on the streets.
Picture:

[Banter.]

Kai: *looks around and quickly goes to find help* Guys, I can't find Taryn! I need some help! *looking at Crystal, Rush, Spark, and Caetessia*

[flufferpie]

Rush and Crystal: *hears barking and follows* LEads to a pack of dogs surrounding him. Diablo! What did we tell you about showing your face here!

[Echoes]

Spark: Smiling he thumped his tail in thanks and ate his fill, licking his mouth clean. A shrill cry erupted from out of nowhere, and he recognized it immediately to be Taryn's. Looking worriedly at Crystal, he yelped and glanced back apologetically at her. "I think Taryn's in trouble!" he fretted. "Let's go!" Speeding off he tore through the alleyways in graceful bounds, his powerful hind legs propelling him forth. Finally, he caught her scent in a particularly dark alley. A rippling snarl welled from deep within his throat, erupting into the air and lingering for a few moments. But Spark took no hesitation, he spotted other dog's. Ascending into the sky, he soared through the air and growled when his fangs made contact with a dog's scruff, he first landed completely and shook violently. The canine was now addled and he faced his next opponent, a bulky male with a fierce grimace on his face. Roaring in anger, Spark darted forward, slamming his forehead into the dog's ribs and knocking him hard to the cement, the wind knocked out of the canine. Lastly, there was the leader. The two dog's circled, leaping in and delivering a small blow before dodging back out again. Suddenly, the dog launched for Spark, tackling him to the ground and sinking his fangs into the spitz's chest. A howl of agony rose from him as he fought to get out of the leader's hold, writhing he finally managed to kick up with his hindleg forcefully into the dog's stomach, knocking the leader on his back. He wasted no time and in a flash was on the leader, scoring his claws down the soft flesh of his stomach. Letting out one last powerful snarl, he let the dog's go, chasing them out of the alley while biting at their ankles. Turning back, he saw Taryn. She looked frightened and he limped pitifully over to her. Grinning sheepishly he asked gently, "are you okay Taryn?"

Charm: when she got to the park, Charm prodded Snow Boot with her paw and yowled "Tag! You're it Snowy!" She didn't know where she got that nickname, but decided it was easier than saying Snow Boot all the time, Charmy wasn't very good yet with big words.

[Echoes]

((woops! Sorry! I didn't see the post above the one I posted))