:.Living in the Streets.::.Stray Dog RolePlay.:

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"I appreciate that very much, but I do not think that's a smart idea. Finding my daughter without a skilled protecter is a very bad idea..." The old dog shuddered. "Anyway, I'd be greatful to find a place to rest while Chasse finds her way home." He dipped his head, taking a liking to this young dog. She knew how to respect her Elders and was very generous about sharing.

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Once at her makeshift den, Shenna pushed together a sleeping bag-and-blanket bed for the Elder and presented him with sausage and deli scraps. "The Two-Leggeds around here like me a lot," she grinned happily as she lay across from him in her turned-over garbage can. "Tell me, Chase...why is your daughter so full of the Wild Spirit? You would swear she was a Wolf Sister." Shenna chuckled, remembering her own recklessness. "And if we need a protector, I know just the dog to do it. For now, rest. And please, tell me your story." Shenna laid her heavy head on her huge paws and waited, wide-eyed, for the old dog's tale.

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"Thank you very much." Chase settled down with a relielved sigh. "I'm not sure where she got it from, to be honest. Chasse's mother has always been so calm, like my late son." His voice grew soft for a moment. "But anyway, we come from far. When I was just a pup, my two-footed family left me, caged me up in the yard. There was no water or food anywhere, and I had no idea how to hunt for myself. I was taking refuge from the blistering heat one afternoon, when I pick up a strange scent. It was another one of my kind, only she was much leaner and healthy. She told me her calling was Belle. Such a beautiful name." The old dog said whistfully. "Belle rescued me and we lived on the streets together. About two years later we had two pups together, Chasse being one of them and Bruno the other. When I was out hunting for food for my new family, I came home to see that Belle and my son were taken by shelter men." He rasped. "Chasse had hidden behind a pile of garbage. She was smart for a month old pup. Anyway, I tried and tried to catch the shelter men, but I couldn't leave my only daughter. I had to give up my mate and son. I swore that I would never trust man again from that day on... When Chasse was about a year old, she was off with an unlikely friend. A tomcat who's name was never spoken aloud to me. I was out searching for a safer place to live when this car came and clipped me. My leg was injured and never fully recovered. I was considered an elder long before I should have been... Chasse raised herself, alone and stuck with her father." Chase sighed. "We traveled all across the land in serch of a place with no shelter men and no machienes. Finally, I found you. And that is were my story ends."

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Shenna whined sadly and laid beside the Elder, placing a paw atop his. "We will find Chasse, and we will keep her safe. Thank you for your story, Elder." Shenna knew she had to find Riot--he was a Protector, but she would have to return payment.

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[[Accepted Kalie.]]

Jang Callum pulled his black lips back in a smile. "And a pleasure to meet you, Sophie." The golden retriever replies, giving a lash of his bushy gold tail. Jang Callum took one of the sausages and gulped it down, feeling his belly rumble approvingly. The dog looks around, checking to see if any other strays were prowling around, for they always attempted to steal his food.

(Thank you.)

Shelby: her front paws were on a garbage can, as she stode on her back legs, she used her nose to pop the top of the garbage can off, then knocked it over and pads over to the spilled out garbage, and ramdges through it looking for something good to eat.

Kaino: looks around for a dog to fight, he was bored out of his mind and wanted to fight someone, he didn't care for the starving pups or dogs.

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"It was my pleasure. And please, call me Chance." The old dog looked at Shenna. She was truely trying to help, he could tell.

[[I just realized that it's Chance, not Chase.... Heh... ]]

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[profilegone]

Claymore inhaled and exhaled deeply, electric blue eyes closed. He was still trying to let everything that had just happened sink in. He was really going to help a psycho find a dog that could supposedly cure her of madness and he didn't even know if 'The Healer' existed. This wasn't typical of him. Jittery, unstable Clay always just lingered in the shadows and prayed that nobody murdered him in his sleep. So what was he doing? Trying to convince himself that he wasn't some pathetic, incompetent rodent by doing the stupidest thing he could ever do? Proving to himself that he didn't always have to hide in the shadows, that he could actully at least achieve one thing in his life? Claymore sighed, opening his eyes and glancing to the she-dog. "We st-start at dawn; t-tomorow." He turned and sauntered over to the dirty puddle of water he had found the obsidian German Shephard drinking from, lapped up a few gulps of water, then wheeled around and padded down a dark alley. The sun would soon be setting, he guessed, and he was already feeling tired because he always went to bed early to avoid becoming a midnight snack for rabid, crazy dogs out there--particularly ones similar to that of Jin Kariya, only she didn't seem like... well, a cannibal like he assumed some dogs he had seen, with that wild look in their eyes. He simply curled up on the hard ground, hidden in the shadows. Now that was more like him. There was nothing to use as a bed; he usually found something lying around to lay on. Without casting another glance at the Crazed One, he surrendered to a troubled sleep, wondering if he should really be sleeping with her around. And as he dozed off, he couldn't help but think, what have I done?