Wild Strays (ACCEPTING!)

[Sheppie]

(Well make it unbroken.)

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((Dogs can walk with broken legs. Not extremely well, but they can. I mean, Jerome got shot in the leg in a diff RP and he can still walk fine.))

[Tossing Spades]

((goop point. :] ))

Mazy dragged herself up, limping out scenting other dogs around her all in a bunch. Her ears swivled, listening to what they were saying. Pain was shooting up her leg, making it hard to 'see' in her way. She truly felt blind.

[Crystal_Tigryphon]

Delilah pressed her nose to the ground, smelling dog scent and blood all around. Old scents, but still strong, rancid in her nose. "I hate the smell of violence. It makes my nose twitch." She scrunched her muzzle up in disgust.

Ghost lifted her nose, and let out a soft, long howl. If it was an enemy dog that responded, so be it. But, she had a feeling there was someone out there who might need help. Her sharpened wolf senses had a way of telling her things most dogs had no idea of.

[silvanelves]

Fawn walks unsteadily to a spot in the sun and lies down.

[Sheppie]

(*Wipes dust of piles of papers* >O< Poor roleplay!)

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((OH MY GOD I FORGOT ABOUT THIS POOR BABY!! Let's go to the private Dog RP.))

[Sheppie]

(Okay *Leaves still dusty roleplay.*)

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((Damn, this thing was so good.... I guess it just died for no reason.))