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As the brute she'd classified as Badger stepped forward and started speaking, Mayu frowned, trying to remember when she'd actually spoken to him instead of watching, because she watched just about everyone. A habit, one could call it. Or paranoia. That worked too. She quickly recalled though, and remembered him, and the memories they probably shared together, if he remembered. Mayu never forgot anything. Well, maybe little things, but a lot of things she forced herself to remember fiercely. One never knew when something could come into use. Like now. May smiled quietly, looking at Badger. She'd met him quite some time ago, when he just became a stray. It wasn't like her, but he became one of those occasional instances when Mayu felt she needed to help. Not just watch, but help. She'd taught him a few things, before she left. She didn't want to keep him waiting though, so after a moment she answered.

"It has been a long time. Im surprised you remember." Mayu was not one of the most memorable dogs in the world, after all. "But Im fine. Life has been well." Except for her father dying, but she couldn't remember if he'd ever met her father, and it was a little too personal to speak of, especially in front of three other dogs she barely knew. "How about you, Badger?" She asked, looking at him curiously as her tail started to wag a little. It was always nice to see an old face, to know they had survived. Lives were easily taken in the street, so every day she saw an aquaintence, she rejoiced.

On another note, however, she wondered the same thig she'd always wondered when she met Badger. Why would his name be the name of a creature? It did fit, she didn't contest that, but it made her think. Would some other creature name their child dog? It felt really queer to think about it that way, but was that what badgers might feel about the brute in front of her? It kind of amused her, entertaining these funny little thoughts in the back of her mind.

Then, what broke her out of her thoughts was that he had the weirdest look on his face, as if he was thinking something. Mayu simply stayed silent, itching to do a bow and greet the new female as she was being a little rude, but the female was still glaring daggers and probably in the middle of something so it would be even more rude to interrupt. She didn't really understand what his 'deep in thought' look meant before he spoke. Oh. When her tail was wagging, it must have made the scent travel. Whoops. Cheeks burning, she hoped he didn't mistake that for her trying anything as she shook her head and collected herself, a smile once more forming on her lips. "Sorry about that." She apologised softly, before speaking once more with a teasing lilt to her tone. "If I had one he wouldn't be letting me out his sight, would he?" She replied. When faes were in heat, their mates were akin to their shadow, sticking impossibly close and attacking anyone who came near in these streets. There were quite a lot of males who would simply take what they wanted. Lucky for Mayu, she was good at staying under the radar, and fighting, should it come to that. A mate was a serious thing, and only when she was sure of one would she let it closer.

[.Middy.]

[size=150] n a м e :: "My name is simply Milah"

a g e :: "I recently turned 3."

g e n d e r :: "Female of course."

в r e e d :: "Alaskan Malamute"

p e r ѕ o n a l ι т y :: "Milah has always been a stubborn dog. She doesn't like listening to rules, and often will ignore them. When she is in a bad mood, she gets very grumpy and is likely to snap at anyone. Others have told her that she is snarky and annoying. She isn't all bad though, when she loves someone she would fight for them until her last breath. While she isn't the friendliest dog around, she does want to one day have someone to love her and possibly have pups with."

н ι ѕ т o r y :: "Milah was born to be a sled dog in Alaska. She grew up learning to pull the sled and work with her team. When she was about two years old, their musher hooked her and one of the other dogs to the lead positions and the rest of the dogs up as well. Halfway to town, a storm hit causing them to get lost. Not being able to see, Milah and the other lead dog led the sled off a cliff. Luckily it wasn't too high, though every dog was injured, the oldest dog and the musher were killed in the accident. Once they were found and they were sent to the vet to heal. Milah's right front leg was broken so they sent her down to this area to get her strength back and hopefully one day return to Alaska as a sled dog again. Not long after she arrived, she escaped from the human and started living in the streets. As they say, the rest is history."

c r υ ѕ н :: "No one yet"

м a т e :: "Perhaps one day if someone can get past her snarky attitude."

p υ p ѕ :: "Maybe one day."

n a м e :: "Ryder is my name, though I am sometimes called Ry."

a g e :: "I am 4 years and 3 months old."

g e n d e r :: "Male of course."

в r e e d :: "His mother was a purebred Border Collie, while his father was a Great Pyrenees mix. The only two he knows are Great Pyrenees and Border Collie, who knows what else he is."

p e r ѕ o n a l ι т y :: "Ryder was always the fierce one in his litter. Not to say that he loves to fight or anything, it has just always been something he was good at. He has always had a short temper, though for the most part he is calm and kind. It takes a lot to get him annoyed but once he's there, it doesn't take long for him to go after someone. To his own pack he is usually kind and friendly, but other dogs and humans are enemies in his mind. "

н ι ѕ т o r y :: "Ryder was born in a human home and trained from 3 weeks to be vicious. His mother was extremely kind and hated that her pups were going to be forced to fight as soon as they could survive without her. The day before the humans came to take the litter away forever, his mother helped her pups escape through a hole in the fence. As she helped the last of his siblings through the hole, the humans returned and grabbed her. She yelled for her pups to run and they listened. Ryder and his siblings separated and took off in different directions. Ryder was lucky enough to find a lone female who was willing to teach him how to survive. She brought him along and taught him how to be a dog instead of a fighting machine like the humans had started teaching him to be. She was killed last year by another dog."

c r υ ѕ н :: "No one."

м a т e :: "No one yet."

p υ p ѕ :: "None yet."

n a м e :: "Rosalie is my full name, though I go by Rosie."

a g e :: "I just turned 3."

g e n d e r :: "Female of course."

в r e e d :: "Boxer"

p e r ѕ o n a l ι т y :: "Rosie has always been sweet and kind. She does love to play though, and often is rough when playing. She doesn't listen to rules and often will wander off when she is suppose to stay somewhere. One day she hopes to find a mate and have pups, but it really isn't that important to her."

н ι ѕ т o r y :: "Rosie was born at a boxer breeder's house. They decided to keep her to be bred but due to their health problems they decided to give her away. She went to live with a young girl who became her best friend. Her original owner's never walked her on a leash or really trained her, so the girl taught her everything to be a great dog. Due to the family's older dog, she had to be kept in the backyard. Eventually the girl decided it simply wasn't fair to leave her best friend in the back yard all the time and she decided to give her to a family who would allow her to be inside. Rosie didn't like her new family much and ran away to find her girl. What she didn't know was that her new family had moved her across the country to New York, far from her old home in Texas. So she ended up on the streets hoping to find her girl one day."

c r υ ѕ н :: "No one yet"

м a т e :: "One day..."

p υ p ѕ :: "Hopefully one day."

(All pictures belong to their rightful owners, except for Rosie the boxer's picture. That is my old dog and I did take the picture so it belongs to me. Her history is similar to real Rosie's though I changed it some to fit the RP. Last I heard she is very happy in her new home after leaving me.)

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[Sleepy Little Kitty]

Juliette, Holly, and Chase
She really didn’t want to do this right now, but he was helping her so she supposed she kind of owed him. “My name is Juliette.” She said at length, eyeing him out of the corner of her eye as she followed him. He clearly had the better nose, hers having been slightly damaged a while back when Sarah had somehow managed to step on it while she was snoozing peacefully. But the closer she got the stronger Holly and Chase’s scent got and the more her fur rose. Holly spotted them the second they got into view and let out a squeal of delight, bouncing towards her happily.

“Mama, guess what?” She yipped, whole body waggling excitedly. “Chase said he was going to take me hunting but then we met Mayu and she’s really nice. She’s my new friend.” She beamed excitedly, seeming completely oblivious to the glare she had locked on Chase.

Chase stiffened when Holly bounded towards Juliette, dread racing through him. His tail tucked under his belly and he glanced around, desperately hoping for escape as she stalked towards him. “Come on, Juliette, you can’t keep the kid cooped up all day long.” He whined as she advanced.

“Actually, funny thing Chase… I can because I am her mother and her safety is on my shoulders. Why I was so stupid as to leave her with an irresponsible idiot like you is beyond me!” She spat. “I have half a mind to demote you. At this point, Julian would make a better Beta than you!” By this point, Juliette was nearly oblivious to Badger and May, too caught up in her anger so briefly she registered what their topic was. The other fae was in heat. It was about that time of year and Juliette was on the verge of her heat cycle as well, though not there quite yet. It was probably why she was about to blow a gasket.

“Holly is a pup, Juliette. She needs time to run around and play outside of the Junkyard and away from the pack. Don’t take it out on her just because you couldn’t save your last lit-” Chase broke off, his eyes widening in horror at his words. He knew in that instant that he’d gone too far, and the look in her eyes was one that would most likely haunt him for the rest of his days. There was still fury there, but nearly masking it was the raw pain that came from her inadequacy. Though she had no love for the father of her first and last litter of pups and had happily left him behind, Juliette had been desperate to mother her darling litter. There were four in all, three girls and a boy. They were premature, weak, and hadn’t survived more than a week. They’d just dropped off, one after the other while Juliette had struggled to keep the others from the same fate to no avail. With a snarl that was pure rage, she lunged for Chase’s throat ignoring Holly’s squeal of protest as she stumbled back, eyes wide with horror.

Julian
“Well you see the dog you met earlier was Juliette. You caught her at a bad time, make no mistake, and as we speak she is probably maiming our dear friend for taking her daughter out of the Junkyard, but if that weren’t the case she’d be here rather than me. Anyway, she runs the Ravens, a pack that resides in the Junkyard and is looking for new members.” He said with a shrug of his tiny shoulders. “Since she is otherwise disposed at the moment I thought I’d do a bit of recruiting myself.” He smiled sheepishly up at Rue, eyes both wide and hopeful as he gazed upon her beauty.

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Badger's attenton was drawn away from Mayu as he was about to reply to the fea when he had heard Juliette barking in pure rage at Chase, which shortly after he heard a high piched squeal from Holly his eyes grew wide as he saw Juliette's jaws locked around Chase's throat. Badger had given Mayu an appologetic look before jumping inbetween the two once Juliette had broken off.

"Juliette, stop and take a second to think about what you're doing and what you've done. Chase was only trying to give Holly a good time, but it was wrong and irresponsible of him to take her away without you permission. Mayu over there wouldn't hurt a fly, unless of course the fly hurt her. Chase was right to stand prtetively over Holly when they first encountered her, you have to give him props that he would have protrcted your daughter, but this doesnt mean he goes without punishment, he did go against your word Juliette, but death is not the correct way to punish him."

The brute had said, knowing that they should handle this on their own, but he didn't want a dead dog, no matter who it was.


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Bambi noticed how the dog took awhile to respond, she knew she herself would avoid fighting, but she knew that the brute did not know this, she waited as he looked her over and then finially spoke once his eyes had met hers. At first she nodded in response to his question, but whimpered at the sour smel that came from the grocery bag.

'That smell is awful, I can't believe he considered eating those.'

She thought to herself before figuring that the dog would rather eat rotten food over staving. She once again looked back into the brute's amber eyes with her own brown ones before answering.

"I can provide more than just food, I can also provide a warm, dry place to stay. It's just me staying there for now. You can follow me, accept either just the food or both the food and free shelter."

She replied, knowing it probably wasn't the best idea to invite a brute to stay with her when she was so close to becoming in heat, but she hoped it would be fine, although she didn't know for sure.


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[Lothlórien]

{Sorry I have not posted yet. I have been pretty busy. I should be able to post today tough, probably right after this. Anyone open for Hollie?}

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{@Fen Fen-Alright. Where is Sam? Or did you not post for her yet?}

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