C o u n t r y S t r a y s | Dog Rp | Open & Accepting

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Cory
Cory had his nose to the ground as he was tracking the trace of a very distant water sorce when his head shot up to hear barks, almost like the shooting, of a fae - coming from the direction of his den! He veered 'round rapidly releasing his own noisy barks to tell the troubled dog that he was coming. The brute sprang, running as quickly as he could towards where the barks of the other dog came from. It didn't take long for him to get there, and once he was only a few meters away from the female he paused for a few seconds to assess the situation. Then he trotted up to her, making himself look smaller and less threatening. "I mean no harm, lady," Cory barked, disappearing into his den.

Cory looked at Thalia's paw tangled in the clump of roots, ane tried to look positive with a weak smile. He advanced closer slowly, slowly gripping the top of the roots with his teeth, looking slightly like a snake swallowing its prey. "My apologies if this hurts a bit," the brute mumbled through the corner of his mouth. He started tugging delicately at the roots as far away from her paw as possible, with time getting slightly stronger. His fangs had sliced through some of the weaker roots, although the fat ones were the hard ones.

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After a few moments of no reply, Thalia rested her head slowly. Even though she had her ears pricked for a noise, the fea still missed the first few barks. Suddenly, it came rushing back to her and she let off a couple more distressed barks. A thundering of paws followed as a brute approached out of the trees in front of her. Thalia tried to smile, "I'm guessing this place is your's?" she chuckled slightly, voice dry and cracked slightly. Despite this, her Australian accent still shone through. This made her blush slightly - she was in heat and making a fool of herself by focusing more on her accent. She shook it off and watched him go about his work ever so carefully. After a few moments, Thalia decided that she should break the ice by introducing herself, "Well, I'm Tha-" she broke off in a loud yelp as a root tightened round her ankle. The fea resumed her calmness and tried again, "I'm Thalia. If I may ask, what's your name?" she prompted, watching him with her glassy eye and her brown one with curiosity and a calm exterior. Looking him up and down, Thalia noted that he was a rather strong looking brute who she didn't want to get on the wrong side of. Despite this, he was still polite and willing to help a dog in need. Nat chuckled to herself at her thoughts - how cunningly she could befriend someone.

[Lothlórien]

Ester
Ester woke early from her small den in the side of a hallow tree, she stretched her legs and yawned as the sun cloaked her fur in warmth. She smiled a little and squinted into the bright yellow orange sunrise. Then she sniffed the air smelling hunters. Gunshots rang out like thunder in a perfectly quite room. Then everything went quite, to quite. She moved back to her den as a hunter walked past, the dead birds hanging from a string that he held. His gun was slung over his shoulder. Ester held her breath and once the hunter was a safe distance away she took off through the dry corn field.

She hadn't seen another dog in a few months. She was starting to wonder if there were anymore out here, or maybe she was the only one. Her stomach ached with hunger, she hadn't had a great diet the past months ether. Perhaps she would try catching a rabbit later, if she found one. She came to a stop once she was sure the hunter wouldn't find her. Her sides heaved from the heavy running and she looked around. No sign of life. She sighed and walked on at an even trot. She stopped short as she smelled other dogs near by. Her ears went up and she looked around again. Where could they be? Had someone killed them? Or were they alive? She walked toward the strongest scent her body ready to run or attack. She thought she heard something. Like an animal caught in roots or something of the sort. She stopped as she came to a den like area. She then sat outside it sure the other dogs were inside. Best not bother them, she would just wait.

[Lost Wolf]

Name Here Autumn

>>Name. <<

At least 2 lines (Not sentences) in this section, say how he/she got the name, why, meanings, etc.

Well,if you really must ask i will tell you my name is Autumn. I am named that because of my coat color.My mother said it looked like the leaves in the Autumn.My dad said i looked like the sunset in Autumn, so thats why they named me Autumn.One more thing did i mention that i was born in autumn?Well,I was!

>>Nickname(s). <<

At least a sentence for this, basically anything you can call your character other than the name.

So you want to know my nicknames? Okay then,my closest friends call me aut but you can call me autty.

>>Gender. <<

1 sentence should be enough, is your character a boy or a girl.

Isn't it obvious I am a girl! You should of known that.

>>Age. <<

Same as above (1 sentence), just say how old he/she is.

It is a bit rude to ask a lady her age isn't it? But if you must know I am one year two months.

>>Breed. <<

At least 1 line in this section, say what breed it is and possibly mixes, parent breeds, etc.

I am a golden retriver in case you haden't noticed.Both my parents were golden retrivers too.Hope you like what you see because my looks aren't going to change anytime soon!



>>Personality. <<

This is one of the sections you can show how Literate you are. Write at least one paragraph of 5 lines at minimum, more is appropriated.

My personality can change on how you act around me and if i am feeling good that day. If i am feeling good that day I will always be smiling and i will want to play anything with anyone! Also i might have a gentle,sweet,loving,caring,and helpful additude.Oh yeah and i would be willing to do anything to help anybody if they are nice to me.If i am feeling this way i might greet you like this,"hello how are you doing today" or "Would you like to play with me?". Also i might show some signs of feeling this way i might not be able to stop smiling or i might run around like crazy.One more thing if i am feeling this way and you are a really good friend i might talk to you about my crush or if somthing is bothering me.

If somebody is mean to me or i am not feeling good that day i might talk to you like this,if you walk up to me when i am feeling this way i will say "Stay away from me you weirdo" or I might just growl.My additude that day would be agressive,mean,hateful,and not helpful at all.If i show signs that i am angry you might want to stay away and not come up to me. Some signs are not being able to stop growling or snarling at every one that passes i might bite things that i find or i might just walk away to cool down.If i go to cool down I will go alone and if i do i will only tell my closest friends come up to me when i am cooling down i will attack you because you were bothering me.

>>History. <<

Same as Personality, 5 line paragraph and up.

You want to know my history do you okay i will tell you.I was born on a windy night in a cave i was soon able to walk and i slowly but surely opened upmy senses. One night when my mom and dad were sleeping i got lost in the woods. A kind german shepard found me and raised me like i was her kid.One cold snowy night a wolf cane and attacked her.She died fighting the wolf and left me to fend for myself.I soon learned basic hunting techniques and taught myself how to find shelter.I also taught myself basic herbs and remidies so i could survive.I now live in the cave i was born in happily enjoying my life.

>>Likes. <<

At least 2 lines about hobbies or what your character enjoys/likes.

I enjoy running around hunting and collecting herbs.I like each of these for a diffrent reason.I like running around because it makes me feel like i am powerful.It also makes me feel like i actully have a talent.i enjoy hunting because i can explore all of the land i want to while hunting.I enjoy collecting herbs because it makes me feel peacful and i can forget about life for those few minuites i am collecting herbs.

>>Dislikes. <<

2+ lines, opposite to likes, what does your character not stand.

I just cant stand when people are rude it is mean and hurtful and makes me feel like i am not wanted.I still rember that cold snowy night when my adopted mother died it haunts my mind making me think i could of done somthing to help her but i know deep down inside that i couldnt if done anything to help her even if i knew basic herbs.So now days when somebody is rude i walk away and dont listen

>>Mate Qualities. <<

At least a line ½ about what your character is looking for in the special other.

I am looking for someone who is brave and loves pups.i am also looking for a handsome guy who is not afraid to tell me the truth

>>Heat. <<

All is needed is a short sentence if your dog is in heat or not, if its male please delete this section.

no

>>Theme Song. <<

Just the title and singer of a song that suits your character.

Some nights- Owl city

>>Other. <<

Anything that doesn't fit in any of the other sections.

>>Secret Crush. <<

Does the dog have an eye out on anyone but won't tell? Please no 'it's a secret'.

yes she has a crush on cory but wont tell him

>>Crush. <<

Same as Secret Crush although the other dog knows it.

>>Mate. <<

The mate of your dog.

>>Pups. <<

The offspring of your character, adopted or own.

dosent have any

>>Siblings. <<

Any litter-mates, older/younger siblings, adopted siblings or deceased brothers/sisters.

>>Other Family. <<

Parents, grandparents, aunties, uncles, anything like that is welcome here.

My orignal parents were sunshine and solstace, My adopted mothers name was Rosey

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(( Accepted. I have a bit of Writers' Block at the minute but will try my best. ))

Cory

Cory paused for a moment as Thalia yelped, then gave a final abrupt tug, and the roots were loose. He glanced up at the Australian Shepherd, giving a little nod. "Yeah this is my den," he replied, stopping as she introduced herself, "Thalia, that's a beautiful name, suits you well. My name is Cory. Very glad to meet you, Thalia." The scent of heat came across him, and he shuffled backwards, glancing away before looking at her face. She looked almost exactly like his deceased mate, Rosie, who was also an Australian shepherd. Then another smell came across him, outside the den, of another dog. "Seems like there is a visitor. Please, lay down and have a rest, your paw seems to need it to heal, I will see who it is and maybe go get some bedding" Cory said, nodding his head a little. He lingered for a minute, watching the fae a bit longer.

[| valhalla |]

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Thalia watched as he foot was finally pulled free, "Yeah, sorry about your place." she explained, wincing out of embarrassment. She began to slowly run her rough tongue over her sensitive foot, pausing to speak every so often. "Thank you, Cory." she exchanged, blushing slightly. "It's nice to meet such a helpful, well mannered dog for once." Thalia smiled - tail wagging slightly. The fea continued to tend to her leg. Under the thick fur, she could see that it was slightly swollen and began to worry herself. What if she couldn't walk anymore? She wouldn't be able to hunt, find food... she'd loose her independence. Tally sighed slightly before another scent drifted into her nose. Her hackles rose slightly and the fea lowered her head menacingly. It was out of instinct. However, as Cory's words broke the kind of shell around her mind and brought her back, Thalia let her fur lay flat. "Ok, I will." she tried to smile but the newcomer was still unnerving. Tally did sense his lingering gaze but didn't meet it - instead she rested her tired head. She was now commonly exhausted due to the fact she spent the night hunting and got about five hours worth of napping in the afternoon before she got up for hunting. The rest of the time, she spent exploring or watching the humans.

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Cory

"Why thank you, Thalia. Not to worry 'bout the place, it's quite stuffy and crumbly, should find a new one anyway. I'll be back soon," Cory answered, giving a wink before disappearing out of the den. He almost bumped right into a Basenji female. And he bounced to the other side of her. He made himself look slightly larger by bristling his fur at first, although after he scanned her he lay it back flat. "Who are you?" He questioned the fae, his nose sniffing around her. It didn't seem she was going to harm him, so he tried to look harmless too.

[Lothlórien]

Ester
Ester heard talking coming from the den and she let out a slightly inpatient sigh. Then a brute popped his head out and then came out fully. He was large compared to her and she would have been intimidated had she been a weak sort of female. She noted his raised fur but he didn't growl. She met his gaze and spoke. "I'm Ester, I was just wondering around, hoping to come across some others." Her voice was clear but quite and she didn't looked away from the male nor did she cower.

She glanced at the den and then back at the male. "I take it this is your home. I am terribly sorry if I intruded." She said feeling she better say something like that to show she had some respect for him. After all she wouldn't want to get off on the wrong paw with the large male. She was a good fighter but mostly she avoided fights by running from them. She was much faster then most dogs.


((Sorry for the short post. Had a bit of writers block for her.))

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(( I've just read (I know I'm late) that for a form you are allowed one picture per character, therefore I have made a slight edit in the form taking two of the pictures down, if you guys could please do the same ))

Cory

Cory flicked his itchy ear while listening to the female speaking, then decided it was his turn to speak. "Yes this is my home, don't worry, you didn't intrude. I'm Cory, an overgrown labrador crossed with a border collie. Nice to meet you, Ester. Right now I am out to find some bedding for a fae with a twisted ankle inside the den, if you want you're welcome to come with?" the brute offered with a grin at the overgrown part, turning sideways but still looking at Ester. It was true, there wasn't many dogs around, his guess was because the humans killed them like they did to most of his family, or took them away like they did to his son, Forest.

Cory's grin slowly faded at the thought of Forest. He was overgrown just like him, although looked more like his Australian Shepherd mother. Even though he was only four months old when taken away, he could tell he could have been a great hunter just like his father. Cory blinked and looked at the dry dirt, drowned in his depressed thoughts. He vividly remembered the night his loved ones were ripped apart from him by the cruel humans. He was out on a solo hunt, Rosie looking after their three sons. Hearing shooting from their direction, he raced back... From a bush he saw a human truck being loaded with dead bodies - his mates' and two pups - although one pup was lively and put in the front seat. Shock struck Cory wouldn't dare move.

Cory shook his head, looking back at Ester. "Sorry, uh - you coming?"

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