|It's a Dog Eat Dog World Out Here|Semi-Lit+ Stray RP|Open|

[~Wolf Chick~]

[Okay, both are now accepted. I will post my roleplay post soon and then we can start ^^]

[~Wolf Chick~]

-Emillio-
It was a cool Monday morning and the sun had only just risen from it's night-time hide-out. The Doberman that went by the name of Emillio was laying down, gazing up at the grey morning sky with his long, pointed head on his tan paws. He blinked slowly as he watched the wool-like clouds drift in and out of view. They layered the sky, giving it a certain texture and they helped reduce the strength of the sun, making it not too bright. It was still cold though but it always was each morning in September and it would only get colder until Winter had passed.
The black and tan coated male finally grunted and scrambled his way to his paws, stretching out slowly and letting out a long, tiresome yawn. He took a few steps away from the wall he was lying against and glanced around the alley way he had claimed for himself not to long ago. He made it clear that this was his alley and if anyone was to intrude without decent reason he wouldn't be held responsible for his actions. He could see nothing out of place or out of the ordinary as he surveyed down the alley and he grunted again, pleased with his observations. He then sniffed the air, the potent stink of car fumes and humans filled his nostrils and he wrinkled his nose.
"Disgusting people." Emillio muttered to himself before making his way slowly down the alley and peering around the building corner. He saw a few humans and a few cars around but nothing that seemed too threatening. He took a sigh and sat down as he continued to look around, his ears twitching occasionally and his tail barely making a flick of movement.

[I'll post with Sookie later, I have to go now. Also sorry it might seem a bit long, my introductions are always quite lengthy. ^^;]

[LoneWolf-Gage]

The morning was still early as a pair on large dogs walked down the city streets. They had been up for a while now and were simply walking threw the city that they had come to a week earlier. The pair consisted of a younger white male Siberian Husky. He was quite tall but had a strong build none the less. The years of living with the old dog that he traveled with was the reason for his strength. The older male looked to be a verity or breeds. However that made him no less of a threat when he fought. He was an older dog at around nine years old but still very strongly built. The two walked past humans with a look in their eyes that seemed to dare a human to try and kick at them. Several of the humans just moved out of the way. Though that too may have been due to their large size and dominate look. Both dogs walked with their head and tail high. They were dogs with great pride yet neither was cocky or bullheaded.

They seemed to watch some of the humans as they walked. The ones that were rushing off to work and those who were taking their children to school. The sight was nothing new to these two. Both were quite use to humans and didn't seem to pay much attention to the children running their hands threw their thick fur as they passed only to be scolded by their mothers for doing so. After they had reached the heart of down town where the streets seemed to always be busy, The older male glanced around until he saw what he was looking for. A butcher's shop was getting a delivery and they were going to loose some of their products.

[~SuperGirl]

Levi woke up, his fur matted and mangy. He pawed his way out of the dumpster, and slowly walked to a small puddle. He looked at his reflection for a long time and sighed. It was already early morning but for some reason Levi couldn't seem to stay awake. After a few minutes he finally padded down to the fountain in the park and hopped in. He was quick in washing off his dirty fur so he wouldn't get caught. He hopped out and shook off his drenched fur. He took a deep breath and walked off to start his morning.

[~Wolf Chick~]

[klmls, the word minimum is 150 words. Please if you want to stay in this roleplay post more next time, atleast 150 words.]

[bearcups]

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The morning was a bright, the local market was buzzing with humans, and the kids were out. This was usually the time that Annie woke up a, but this morning she had woken up suprisingly early. The day had taken a dangerous turn when the clumsy dog had stolen a loaf of bread - she'd been eating scraps of bread that the kids fed her, but she wanted to try a whole loaf. - and the people in the bakery decided to chase her through the market and into the village. The juvinile paused outside of the alleyway that she, and most dogs in the village, knew was occupied by a territorial doberman.

The eyes of the anatolian shepherd peered into the alleyway before the thundering steps of humans exploded very close, too close, to where she was standing, at which point she leapt into the alleyway. The people had stopped and stared at her as she made off with their bread, also knowing that a rather large dog was in the alleyway.

Annie turned to look at the humans before slowly turning to look into the dark alleyway, it seemed that the sun had refused to shed a little light on the lair. Suddenly, the humans stamping on her head seemed much brighter than the prospect of treading down the alleyway to face the doberman and ask if she could pass through. Annie picked up the bread that she had dropped and padded slowly forward. When she had walked a third of the way, she stopped and dropped her bread. "Hello?" She barked, not a booming bark that she would usually produce, but a high pitched one. "I'd like to pass, please."

[iShame]

((I'm on my iPhone so I can't guarantee that my post will meet the limit but I am going to try my best.))

Rande

A tall lanky figure found herself atop a dumpster, ready to be picked up by garbage men. "Get away mangy mutt!" The man yelled growing a piece of old garbage at her. Rande growled and stood her fur bristling, but found it wasn't worth it and hoped from the dumpster, air rushing around her as she kept to the ground. A small bark escaping her maw as she hit the ground. Looking back in the mans direction she let her growl continue at him. The man ignored her as he did his job. Scowling, Rande set out on to the streets, scents of dogs hitting her nose as she went, and scowling further. Lifting her head a bit she started forward, weaving throughout the mass of people doing their daily buisness, most just moving out of the way, or the occasional hand across her back, sending chilles down her spine as she walked.

[ฬเℓ∂ ȺŦ Ħεลɤŧ]

Briar

The mutt's back ached from the cold touching her painful laceratons . The large black female limped out of a dark alley. She thought to herself about sleeping in that dreaded box again. The stench was utterly toxic and it clinged to her coat like her own fur. Trotting across a busy intersection she took a bath in one of the many fountains here, splashing and rolling about until she was for sure the smell was almost completly gone from her fur. People actually avoided her dramatically as she strolled down te sidewalk, they shoved themselves away to get farther away from the beaten dog. Some teenage girl accidently dropped a piece of a pizza and Briar lunged to get it.
While the girl shrieked in dismay she didn't even bother to touch the stray, smart girl. The piece of pizza didn't even dent Barbwire's wild hunger, usually when her ribs started showing, like now a days, she'd be busting in to a butcher shop and taking a huge piece of brisket from the stacks. Painfully the .22 caliber rifle bullet was still lodged into her hip making her favor the leg, it didn't heal quite right and Briar knew it smarted on cold days. She'd have to bust in at night, that way she could be in and out even before the police could get here. She was gutsy but that is what it took to survive. The butcher store's newly refurnished glass told and the bullet stuck in her pelvis reminded her what she would do to survive.

[LoneWolf-Gage]

The older mixed breed male stalked towards the meat truck and jumped inside while his younger partner stood watch. The older male looked threw the boxes of meat until he found what he was looking for. Inside one of the boxes were Thick cut T-bone Steaks. There were about ten in one package and each box held about five packs. The old male pulled one package out and jumped out of the truck. However the driver of the truck was coming out of the store at that time. He was yelling and shaking his fist at the dogs. The older male set the pack down by the younger white male and turned towards the human with his fangs bared. There was blood on his dark muzzle and fangs from where he had been looking threw the boxes. Since the meat was fresh and not frozen it was still bloody. The man grabbed a tire iron off the side panel of his truck and swung it towards the older dog. However just because the human now had a weapon did not mean that he was a threat. The younger mail picked up the pack of meat and took a few steps back. He knew better than to interfere in the old dog's fights.
When the man swung the tire iron the old dog had lowered himself to the ground as if he had been dodging the fangs of another dog. When the tire iron had passed over his body is when the old dog moved. He lunged and knocked the delivery truck driver to the ground and had his large paws on the man's chest and fangs at his throat. It was then that the man seemed to give up so the pare of dogs left and headed back the way that they had come. Both dogs had blood in the fur around their mouths but it was easier to see on the younger dog due to his fur being white. They weaved threw the crowds as they went and avoided taking the road the the pound or police station was on.

[bearcups]

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