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

[Lost Wolf]

"Oh well,I guess your right I am just so angry at him for killing Rosey"Autumn sighed"You know I dont thnk your that bad"She continued"Do you want to live with me in my cave?"She looked up from her mouse now just a pile of bones."I will give you time to think about it.Im going running"Autumn ran out of the cave she felt good with the cool breeze on her face.It would be good to live with another dog,Autumn thought to herself,Then I wont have to do all the hunting and I will have somone to talk to if times get rough.I am so glad that I asked him to live with me.

As she ran she caught a small bird and soon walked back to her cave.She asked Zorro if he wanted to share the black bird and she laid down waiting for an awnser,no both anwsers.She really hoped he would stay with her it would be nice to have a friend."Do you want to come on a walk with me Zorro,if you do I will be outside."She stood outside and looked at the beautiful scenery and thought,It would be even more beautiful if I had someone to share it with right now.Then she saw Zorro walking out of the cave and stood up.

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>>Name. <<

Adene is my name. It does not have any special meaning other than it was my grandmothers' name. When I was older and asked my mother why she named me what she did, she told me it was because I look a lot like her, and my personality is exactly her, so she had no other choice then to name me what she did.

>>Nickname(s). <<

Remidie. My friend used to call me Remidie, or Remi/Rems for short. The meaning is that when he found me, he was not exactly happy with him self and was very empty inside, So when he found me and became happy he told me I was his Remidie, or Remi for short. I let dogs I care about use this nickname for me, not everybody.

>>Gender. <<

Last time I checked, I was a female.

>>Age. <<

I am 3 years old currently.

>>Breed. <<

I know I am half german shepherd, from my mothers' side. I never met my father and my mother never told me about him, so I have no idea what the other half is.

>>Personality. <<

I am closed off to most dogs when I first meet them. I do not just rush out and say everything about me after a hello. It will take a while to break into my shell. I was never a very social dog to begin with, and it's just the same now. I don't really know how to act around others, and for that reason I am mostly alone all the time. I do not trust anyone fully. To truly gain my trust you have to work for it. And it doesn't come easily. I am very strong willed. I will not back down to anyone, unless they have gained my respect and trust, or they have a very real threat to the ones I love. I am also alert and observant. I like stalking things, especially other dogs, just to learn about them. Even when I am resting, My ears are pricked for sound out of the ordinary. I would also protect who I love to the death and sacrifice everything for them.
Even though I am all of those things, I am quite lazy. During the day if it is a nice one, your most likely to find me resting. Not nessasarily sleeping, but just relaxing and listening to the wind gently whisper through the grass, basking in the suns' warmth. Why ruin a good day being paranoid about being attacked by something when you have a nice cool spot calling your name?
I am also kind hearted. I help dogs in need, not ever staying with them, but if they are having trouble finding food or water, or if they need something else, I will help their serch for whatever it is. I am quite playful and active, too. I love messing around and running, and I have good stamina.

>>History. <<

I was born to a stray dog. She had ran away from her owners because they were abusive, and she could not stand to be with them any longer. As I told you before, my mother never talked about my father, so I don't know much about him. But when I was born, I had two brothers. They always teased me relentlessly, but we all loved each other. When we did fight, it was about something stupid and because I refused to let them win even when I knew I was wrong.
When we turned one, my mother began teaching us how to hunt for food and how to find water. She taught us to use our senses to the best ability, and to be patient. Rushing things does nothing but cause problems. At one and a half, my brothers decided to leave. It was horrible to watch them leave, knowing that I might never see them again.
When I turned two, I decided to leave as well. When I told my mother, she was very sad but understood. We were inseparable for the next couple days, and then I finally said goodbye. At first, I was scared out of my mind. Tons of what-ifs were flying through my head, and I could not catch anything for the life of me. Then, just when I was about to give up, sick and tired of living, this grumpy dog came and prodded me with his nose. I remember weakly looking up at him and seeing the rabbit he carried in his mouth. I almost started drooling, but I was too dehydrated to do so. He forced me to get up, and eat the rabbit. I was confused and wary at first because he was quite rude, and I did not understand why he would be so nice to me. I was a stranger, and he was as well. But with the first bite I forgot and ate quickly, gaining enough strength to follow him to a farm. I panicked and refused to go any father, but he told me that the humans were gone, that they had droven off during the day. He promised me I would not get hurt. So I followed him to a trough for cows, and drank like crazy. The cows weren't too happy, but we didn't care.
We ended up staying with each other, leaning new things and bonding every day. One day he gave me my nickname, and from them on, that was it. I was Remidie, Rems or Remi. I almost forgot my real name.
Then he went to a farm one day, one he thought the humans were gone from, and got shot. I remember dragging him by the scruff into the brush as the people looked for his corpse. His dying words were that he loved me, he wanted me to carry on and be happy.. and for me to run. Run like the wind, away from here. I stayed with him until he passed, and then took off at full speed, avoiding the bullets as I went.

>>Likes. <<

Of corse I love napping, but I also love a little company. That's probably why I help everyone I find. I love the stars, and cloudy days, as well as the wind. The sun is also welcome as well. Also, the wind. I love the wind, especially on cloudy days.

>>Dislikes. <<

When dogs are rude and want to fight for absolutely no reason. I don't like humans, days that are really hot, and....I am kind of afraid of the dark.

>>Mate Qualities. <<

He would need to be trustworthy and understanding, but not afraid to take charge. Someone I could lay down and rest with, while also being able to run and play with. Someone protective, but not overbearing.

>>Heat. <<

No, not in heat.

>>Theme Song. <<

Any other way - We the Kings

>>Other. <<

Physique
Adene is a normal sized german shepherd, maybe even a little smaller. She is quite skinny, but has a large chest and large lungs, as well as longer than usual legs, which make her an excellent runner, though she's not as strong. But what she does not have in strength, she makes up for in speed, stamina, and agility. She has a smoother softer coat,with mostly darker brown and black, but has a few white spots and silver eyes that seem to glow under the moonlight.

color=#808080]>>Secret Crush. <<[/color]

Nope.

>>Crush. <<

Nope.

>>Mate. <<

I don't have a mate.

>>Pups. <<

No pups.

>>Siblings. <<

Yes, two brothers, Dante and Luke.

>>Other Family. <<

Mother. I don't know what I considered my friend...

>>Name. <<

Name's Dante. There is no reason, namesake, or specialness 'bout my name. My mother just liked it.

>>Nickname(s). <<

Uh... Nope. No nickname yet, but feel free to make one up for me. As long as it's not too insulting, I am fine with it.

>>Gender. <<

Well I sure hope I a guy! Or else some things I've done are about to become very akward...No, no. I am positive that I am a male, or brute.

>>Age. <<

3 years old.

>>Breed. <<

My breed? Well I know I am half German Shepherd. I don't know about the other half of me. Our mother never talked about our dad, But I know it must of been some sort of large dog breed, because I am freakishly large to be a purebred German Shepherd.

>>Personality. <<

Well... I can be an abnoxious flirt, arrogant, and a little bit of confidence is in me at all times. I do tend to flirt a lot. Don't ask me why, it just comes naturally. I am generally a pretty happy dog, but I can become very serious. I like to joke around and play, but also just be calm and let the world go by. I am very protective, sometimes overly so, of anyone who I consider to be even a friend, and would defend someone to the death. And despite my flirtatious and generally happy self, I am a hard coconut to crack.
I have a soft spot for pups. Something about the little rascals make me love them all. They're so fun to play with, and their imaganations are always running wild.

>>History. <<

Well, was born to a stray mother with my brother and my small sister, Adene. We never met my father, and my mother was the one to raise us. We always thought that one day, our father would return and we would all be a happy family, but of course it never happened. Our mother taught us everything we know. She was amazing. I don't understand how she could hunt for all three of us and keep us all well fed, defend us, and still have time to play, smile, and laugh with us. I split with my family when I was a year and a half. I just decided it was time to leave. Kade came with me for a small while, but eventually, he spilt too, running off with some fae. I don't know whatever became of my sister, Adene.
I remember humans caught me one day. They took me to a shelter, where a family eventually picked me up. They gave me a collar that I still wear to this day, not because I like it, but because I can't get the dang thing off. But sometimes I like it. It reminds me to remember my past, and helps me focus.

>>Likes. <<

Cloudy days. I love cloudy, cool days. And the wind, as well as storms. I love water, and flirting isen't that bad of a hobby either.

>>Dislikes. <<

I hate it when it's sunny. It's always too hot for my darker pelt, and I have to pant all day to keep cool. I also do not like rude, whiney dogs. They annoy the heck out of me.

>>Mate Qualities. <<

A fae who can put up with me. Someone who will be active, but will also just lay down and relax.

>>Theme Song. <<

Save the world tonight-Swedish house Mafia

>>Other. <<

Physique
Dante is a freakishly large dog. He's not as large as a great dane, Irish wolf hound, Great Bernard, etc. But he is very large. And muscular. He is a fighter, easygoing, but a fighter. He can easily win a fight against a dog bigger than himself, because hes not dumb, either. He is an intelligent stratigest, and has endurance. He can run long distances, but can't go very fast.

color=#808080]>>Secret Crush. <<[/color]

Nope.

>>Crush. <<

Nu-uh.

>>Mate. <<

Nope.

>>Pups. <<

None, but I would like some sometime in the future.

>>Siblings. <<

Adene-female
Kade-male

>>Other Family. <<

Mother.

[kay.]

(( Accepted. Thank you so much guys, not sure where we left off with Cassidy... ))

Cory

Cory narrowed his eyes at the last multicolored, bright, light rays of the sun, sighing at the beauty. He knew that behind them the sky was already quite dark, so it wasn't very long until it was late enough for a hunt. He nodded slightly in agreement at the Basenji's words of awe. "Yes, yes it is," he whispered just loud enough for Ester to hear, looking over to her, beaming as warmly as the sun itself. Life had given him many shots, then taken them away, although maybe the world just wanted him to find Ester, to help both of them survive. His eyes skipped back to the view, sighing again.

Cory's ear flickered at the fae's question, and he fell motionless thinking. What did he do? As a hunter around these paets he knew that he always needed to be on watchful guard, however before that, he probably did have a hobby. He closed his dark brown eyes trying to remember puppy times. Playing joyfully with family, escaping from baths, exploring the hedges in the garden, getting into bundles of trouble... He turned back to Ester, reopening his eyes, grinning cheekily. "Being a total troublemaker," he answered. The sunbeams were barely grazing the horizon, and Cory leaped up, his tail wagging furiously. "I think it's time for the hunt!" he announced, licking his lips.

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"мυѕιc ιѕ wнαт ғeelιɴɢѕ ѕoυɴd lιĸe "

-- Hope you don`t mind me joining c:

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(Thanks for accepting me :3
Do you think I could get a recap on where everyone is currently? Just so I know what's going on.)

Adene-Fae-Loner

Adene stretched her legs out as far as she could, taking a deep breath in and letting it out with a sigh. As she lay on her side in the long grass, she could tell it was getting darker though her closed eyelids, because she did not have to squint so much. She rolled onto her stomach and yawned, laying her ears back before standing to prick them again. The medium sized german shepherd mix stood, shaking her coat out and frowning at the dirt cloud that came off if it. She needed to find a water source soon so she could take a dip, if not get a drink. She was beginning to feel thirsty again. Sence she had just eaten last night, she could be good for the next couple days.

[hachi.]

Isabella

>>Name. <<

"My name is Isabella. The name itself is Spanish, although my whole family originates from Ireland. I have no idea how I got it, I remember my family used to talk about someone named Isabella, but they didn't do it much. They always seemed to get upset when they did talk about it, so I think perhaps that I was named after someone who died."

>>Nickname(s). <<

"I normally go by Bella. Rarely ever will I be called Isabella, and normally its when they are mad at me. I prefer to be called Bella exactly for that reason. I may also go by B., Izzy, or Isobel."

>>Gender. <<

"Well, I've never herd of a boy being called Isabella or Bella, but I suppose it is possible. I am a female though."

>>Age. <<

"I'm three years old, and two months. I was born July 17th, 2010 in Dublin, Ireland. I was shipped over here almost as soon as I was eating normal food."

>>Breed. <<

"I am a pedigree Irish Wolfhound believe it or not. I wasn't born a stray, which I'll tell you about later. Anyway, both of my parents were also of course wolfhounds, and so were four other generations of my family, and probably farther."

>>Personality. <<

"Hmm...where should I start? Okay, well I am quite friendly. A typical wolfhound, we are generally friendly dogs, and a good dog to have around kids and other dogs, although they are normally scared of us because we are huge in case you can't see me. I like making new friends. I have a nasty bite if I'm forced to attack. I cant hide that easily do to my massive size, but I can run and jump, which is helpful for hunting. My breed was built to attack large animals like elk, and boar, and bear and stuff, and we are good at it. Wait...dose this count? I don't know I'm really bad at this. I'm sorry. Anyway I'm normally found at a barn where the humans don't mind me that much, as I help keep the rabbits and mice stuff in check, and they will sometimes throw me scraps of food they don't eat, which I don't mind. I like sleeping to. I help anyone that needs it, be it with food, or with water, or even shelter. The people there don't always like it, but they don't really chase us away. Sometimes they do chase me away, telling me to go home or something like that, and so I'll leave and go off on my own for a few days before I come back, which then it'll start all over. I'm a bit stubborn, and will sometimes use my size to push other dogs away."

>>History. <<

"Well I wasn't born to a stray. I wasn't even born here. I was born in Ireland, to a mother who was just like me. I had five siblings, four boys and my sister. One by one they left, and then all who was left was me and my sister. Then one day, I was took. By my mothers owner to a place that was very noisy, and hurt my ears. I didn't know it then, but I was leaving to my new home. I was sent to a family who I liked. I lived a normal, and a bit spoiled life. I had it good, and I took advantage of it. I never thought of the strays I chased off, of how hard there life might be. I didn't care. It was my house, and I guess I got jealous of my humans petting them. It wasn't hard to scare them off, my huge size was enough normally. I kind of regret doing it now. When I was two my humans started talking about 'leaving' and I thought they'd take me with them. I mean, why wouldn't they? They acted like they would. I helped them pack there stuff and carry there things to the huge van. Then, they left. They left me. Here. All alone. The dog that they had spoiled. The dog that had never fended for itself. The dog whose bowl was always full with food and water. The dog...who didn't know how to survive by itself.
I had to learn, and sadly due to my rough look and huge size, people tended to hate me even more than most strays. They threw rocks, and yelled at me. They chased me away every time. After a bit I found my way out to the country, where I watched other dogs hunt rabbits, or mice that would end up in there way. I copied them. I learned how to catch food for myself, and how to survive."

>>Likes. <<

"I like sleeping, and eating. I also love the wind, and the smells it brings with it. I also like to howl when I'm sad. I enjoy running, as that's what I am bred to do. I also like humans, I can't help it. I just do."

>>Dislikes. <<

"I don't like being yelled at. By dogs or humans, I don't like it. I like to please, so when I can't, I don't like it. I also don't like cloudy days or rain. My coat doesn't shed water that well. I also don't like snakes, or anything that bites me."

>>Mate Qualities. <<

"Well, he'll have to be bigger of course. He'll also have to be gentle, and protective, and be able to play with me."

>>Heat. <<

"Yes, but I don't plan on mating with anyone so there."

>>Theme Song. <<

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

>>Other. <<

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

color=#808080]>>Secret Crush. <<[/color]

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

>>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.

>>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.

Arrow

>>Name. <<

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

>>Nickname(s). <<

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

>>Gender. <<

Arrow is very much a boy.

>>Age. <<

Arrow is 4 years old. He was born in May, in the midst of a thunderstorm.

>>Breed. <<

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

>>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.

>>History. <<

Same as Personality, 5 line paragraph and up.

>>Likes. <<

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

>>Dislikes. <<

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

>>Mate Qualities. <<

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

>>Theme Song. <<

The Ballad of Mona Lisa

>>Other. <<

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

color=#808080]>>Secret Crush. <<[/color]

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

>>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.

>>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.

Jasmine

>>Name. <<

"Well my name is Jasmine! My mother named me that, cuz she remembered when she was a puppy, her owner had a Jasmine plant and it was very pretty, and it smelled good. She said for some reason I just reminded her of it. I don't know why to be honest."

>>Nickname(s). <<

"I mostly go by Jasmine, but some people call me Jaz, or Jazzy."

>>Gender. <<

"I'm a girl thank you very much!"

>>Age. <<

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

>>Breed. <<

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

>>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.

>>History. <<

Same as Personality, 5 line paragraph and up.

>>Likes. <<

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

>>Dislikes. <<

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

>>Mate Qualities. <<

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

>>Heat. <<

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

>>Theme Song. <<

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

>>Other. <<

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

color=#808080]>>Secret Crush. <<[/color]

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

>>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.

>>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.

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Zorro ☆ The Corgi
Zorro walked up to Autumn and looked at the scenery, then he looked up at her and smiled. "Where should we go?" He asked and breathed inn the fresh air around them as they stood there. He though about her question and had to think of it, maybe just having an answer for her when they got back. "Maybe the lake would be nice?" He asked, looking at her.
The light made her fur more of a golden and warm color and her eyes almost smiled itself to him, she was a beautiful dog and he might just got the feeling of his cheeks going warm.

[kay.]

(( Once everybody's finished then accepted. Since we are overdosing on females I'll make another brute. ))

[Lost Wolf]

(Can I make a male? and if I make a male do I have to write 2 paragraphs for each dog or two in total?)

[Gloxinia]

{{ Oh my god I am so sorry for not being active. School's definitely been eating away my free time.
Could I have a recap? It seemed the ones I was roleplaying with are no longer active really. ;-; }}