•b l a c k•r o s e•c r e w• {semi-lit canine rp} always open

[derision]

((sure. C:

first post to you))

[feather']

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♜ Chief
♜ 4 years
♜ Male/Brute

♜ Weimaraner
♜ Adviser
♜ Umbra

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The thin gray coat of the Weimaraner shone in the light that peaked in through the crack in between his door and outside. The sun soon reached a position where it drifted in the rays gently creeping over his eyes. The pale gray eyes blinked half way open and searched the den around him before he pulled himself up his head off of the ground and now fully open and flickering about his home. Only a little while after waking up he climbed to his paws stretching out his long, lean legs. After finally feeling awake he walked towards the door pushing it open and walking outside with a small smile while watching a few others walk around on there way to places that they where expected to be. He shock out his gray fur once before chose a direction and trotting off down the dirt pathway. A thin chain link collar hung from around his thick neck and clinked together as his steps rattled them. It was nice out and the sky's where a bright blue and he watched silently as puffy white clouds drifted past while continuing to walk. His clear pale eyes reflected the passing clouds for a moment before his eyes returned to the lovely scenery before him. He currently had no destination since he had been up so late the night before getting down what needed to be. He hoped that soon something would come up though so he would not have the wonder around like he was at the moment. Not having anything to do to keep himself busy made him feel useless and extremely board.

[howl']

[ooc; may i please have a recap and a quote from a post i need to reply to please? c:]

[feather']

{{ Not much has really happened since you left really.
King Daevea went to Kazar to have her make an amulet for him for an upcoming festival.
Mustache kitty joined with two characters name Annna and Mya.
And really I think that's it, but I do believe that sedgewhisker posted for you just a few pages back with Ahadi, but I'm not sure.
I also have Annnabeth open for you if you'd like to role play with her.

[derision]

((The coonhound is "Little Ann"))

Name:: Mya
Breed:: G-Shep
Rank:: Commander
Gender:: Female
Age:: 3 Years
Feeling:: Drowsy, Happy
Where:: In Street

Mya was in a deep slumber, fast asleep. Her dream was of her chasing a enemy. Legs kicking quickly in real life, she was asleep on the side of the street. Tail thumping down and up, up and down, it looked quite amusing. Ears flicking back and forth, she barked a little. Paws jagged movements moving like running, she chased it. Then she froze, pinning it. When it bit her neck, she woke up, jumping to her paws. Seeing Chief, she bowed her head in sheer embarrassment, realizing how sleepy she must look. "Oops." She chuckled. Tail wagging, the "hardcore" female sat down. "Hello Chief." She looked in his beautiful eyes, dazed. They just reflected anything.. She figured that's how her eyes were, too. Shaking her head to rid of the daze, she focused back on Chief in general.

[feather']

Oh sorry! }}

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♜ Chief
♜ 4 years
♜ Male/Brute

♜ Weimaraner
♜ Adviser
♜ Umbra

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Chiefs paws hit the ground hard sending up a bit of puffy dust into the air before it settled back down on the pathway around him. He trotted quickly down the path before stumbling upon a sleeping dog that lied besides the road paws taking long strides although the fea was lying on her side. Her let out a whisper of a bark and he could see clearly that she was enjoying her sleep. Before she soon began to stirs and awoken quickly looking up at him and greeting him with out adding the usual darkò he herd before his name. But he nodded his head to her in respect anyways closing his eyes as his snout dipped down ward." Good day, diá Mya." He addressed her showing a small smile as he lifted his head his gaze meeting hers. His eyes nervously flickered away from hers as she stared at him for a few moments. After she stopped her staring his muasles that had stiffened eased and he relaxed a bit and lowered down into a sit on the path he had been flowing." Did you have a good sleep?" He then asked wondering if it was comfortable to lie on the side of the path as it seemed to not be. But perhaps he was wrong he had never down it himself.

[howl']

[ooc; thank you so much feather. i will go look for sedge's post and i have all my characters open except, lithel. so hitachi, sentiel, and my mute rashka. c:]

[val.]

Name:: Little Ann
Breed:: Coon Hound
Rank:: Royal Hunter
Gender:: Female
Age:: 3 Years
Feeling:: Surprised, Happy
Where:: In Street

Little Ann started walking towards her abandoned "flower" house, with flowers indeed everywhere. Smiling quietly, she looked around, seeing the much larger Doberman racing over to her. Care to join me and deliver these necklaces to the nobles in the castle? She had barked. Grinning again, she looked up, head craning to look at the tall dog. " I would love to do such a helpful task, Kazar. " Wagging her tail, she stopped to look at a paw print. The tick coon hound looked back up with a smile fading. " Can I help you carry anything?" She asked shyly. Tail thumping against the ground, she tried taking a few necklaces to hold for her.

Kazar|Royal Metalsmith
Doing:; Taking Necklaces with Little Ann
Where:; Outside
Feeling:; Normal
Breed:; Doberman
Thinking:;Nothing

Kazar nodded her head, and put a bag of necklaces in the Coonhound's maw. Come on, before the lady nobles have a fit. Kazar slightly chuckled, turning and briskly trotting off towards the castle. The doberman tried to keep her strides not as lengthy, so Little Ann could keep up, but time was fading and she was in a bit of a hurry to get ready for the festival. Kazar lowered her head, putting her moist nose to the ground. She caught the scent of fresh meat, and almost started running, but quickly controlled herself from bounding off in search of the smell that was making her mouth water.

[waldeinsamkeit.]

(I can rp with Hitachi)

------------------>tiá antoinette parisan
------------------>b o r z o i
------------------>f a e
------------------>3 y e a r s
------------------>n o b l e•y o u n g•f a e
------------------>c e l e s t i u m

h i t a c h i<----------------c r u s h
n o•m a t e<-----------------m a t e
n o•p u p s<------------------p u p s
t w o•s i b l i n g s<--------s i b l i n g s

I wandered around the army barracks, technically not supposed to be there. I yawned and shook out my long fur. My servants would be wondering where I was, I should get back soon. But something drew me to the large house where the commander of celestium's army lived. I shivered and gave a little whine after another yawn. The morning air was cool and the grass and dirt underneath my groomed and treated paws damp and cold. I growled, wishing for the soft warm rug of my quarters at the court village. I flicked my ears forward, sniffing around. Most of the soldiers would be asleep, as no war was in progress. I wondered if I married the glorious and handsome commander, Hitachi, I would be on my toes waiting for him to return from war. I would tell our children amazing war stories about him, and have many paintings of him in the halls of our magnificent house in the countryside.
Personal herders and servants and hunters would be at our command, the servants preparing meals of our numerous flocks of sheep and deer our own herders and hunters kept just outside the door. We would go on hunts every day, and be the spectacle couple of court gossip. Life would be amazing.

[waldeinsamkeit.]

taigã||george||archibald
brute
miniature||poodle
celestium
citizen
no||crush
no||mate
no||pups

george was born in central celestium, family very prosperous and in favour with the current king. But, when he turned seven months old, his family went bankrupt and moved away from the place, to the slums. there, they set about rebuilding the family. The poverty is all George and his adopted sister Carmen have ever known. The two are inseperable, and are best friends. George is calm and always happy-go-lucky. He is quite the doormat, but Carmen helps him around that. The two have yet to meet something they can't face. George has set his goals high, and hopes to return to central Celestium. He is know full grown and working as an artist.