ｓｔｒａｙ - OPEN ;; accepting [currently]

[Insanity-Defined]

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name : They called him 'Lark'
age : 3 years, he has counted so far.
gender : male.
breed : mixed. mostly boxer

personality : Lark is quiet. Hes abit of a tragic case, really. His family cast him aside, on account of the fact that they didn't like his colouring. He escaped on the way to the pound, and found himself heading out of town instead of home. He knew, even at that early age, that he wasnt wanted. I guess that would put a mark on anyones heart. Hes a lonely one, but he is seeking some sort of company. Some sort of solice from the heartache. His downfall, in truth, was the white that covered little more than half his face.It was due to this minor default in his appearance that he was outcast and shunned into the life that we now know as the life of an outcast. He now seeks the forgotten roads, travelling as most would call, 'on a whim'.
Shunned, he was.
Tormented, he is.
A strange soul from another world, a world of luxury and comfort, love and supreme pride. Now, he is a tangled little creature who is slowly but surely learning the ways of the savage world that surrounds him. Will he join the pack, perhaps? will he surround himself with others, and try and seek comfort in them? Or shall he fall, restless into his forgotten grave, like so many who have walked the path of the stray before him. I guess, we shall see.
Oh, we shall see.

love life : None at the moment
rank desired : loner

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name : They have named her 'Noir', so she shall be known.
age : Two and perhaps half a year has passed since pup-hood.
gender : Female
breed : Border Collie, she believes.

personality :She used to be playful once. She used to love dancing around the back yard, fetching balls for them, playing softly with the kids. But she's always been abit of a strange one... she chose to leave. She got bored, I guess you could say. She got bored, and left. Then the big bad world got a hold of her, and everywhere she looked she could see the darkness that dwelled in the hearts of men. She started to hate them, from what she saw. She saw the pound, she saw the dogs being kicked in the streets, and the pups being left outside doors. She saw, and that little playful part of her died. Her name reflects her personality now. Noir - Black. She is darkened, and without hope. Roaming.
Also, with his roaming, came savagery.
Savagery, of a kind that humans despised.
Perhaps they despise it, because it brings out the true nature of the beasts that they had so tried to tame. It threatens them, and the very foundations on what they build their precious lives. Noir, she wishes nothing more than to watch those foundation crumble.
Her hatred, led her.
Now it has led her out, into the regions where a pack now dwells. She has no desire to act upon the presence of this pack, merely to... dwell. Her anger festered, and built until it simply, diminished to a bad feeling in her heart.

love life :none at the moment, open.
rank desired : Loner, at the moment. Shall change later on.

[Insanity-Defined]

[[I know, they are pretty... hopeless... forms, but I'm tired and have limited time frames to work in. I'm thinking of adding a pup later, anyone willing to play a parental role?]]

[sarafina;]

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brute;; healer;; two and a half years;;

Reign lay on the warm ground, curled around his sister, their heads on each other's backside. They always slept like this, and it'd become habit after a while. Their little nest lied right outside one of the old stalls of the barn, a spot worn down to bare earth by countless hoofsteps and footsteps, and now, paws. He'd been awake for a while now. He blinked at his sleeping sister, not wanting to stir her. It was rare that he would ever see her looking so peacefully; once she woke, he knew, her face would return to it's usual guarded expression.

It was late, he knew, and he could feel the blistering heat already. He knew he'd have to 'wake' soon, as much as he'd rather stay put. Heaving a mental sigh, he carefully lifted his head and slowly disentangled himself from Royale's sleeping figure. She wriggled at his movement and blinked blearily. "Morning, sweetheart," he said softly, adopting her own phrase for a moment. Lightly, he brushed his tail along her back, sweeping off stray bits of hay and straw that clung to her fur, before turning and loping out of the barn.

Reign shook his pelt, scattering the dust off his own fur, before stretching his body, his mouth open in a wide yawn. It's a beautiful day, today, he thought, looking up at the sky, before turning his attention to the group of wolves standing nearby. Rugger must be leading out a hunting party. "Good morning," he greeted his packmates.

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fae;; fighter;; two and a half years;;

Royale blinked as she felt her brother stir beside her, waking her from a dreamless sleep. She mumbled something that sounded like "hmmmm," in reply to Reign's 'good morning'. She waited for him to pad off before she yawned and stretched, pushing her weight to her feet. She blinked again, adjusting her eyes to the light. It was far too bright--she'd been asleep for too long. And it was just like her brother to let her. Shaking out her pelt, she walked to the entrance of the barn, nodding a greeting to her packmates and her brother before heading off. She'd figured that Rugger was organizing a hunting patrol. Hunting not being one of her strong suits, she didn't want to tag along and slow the group down. It'd be better for her to patrol.

She loped off farther into the stray pack's territory, slowing down once she was out of sight. Patroling by herself was probably one of the better parts of her day. She was fond of her packmates, but in the barn, and around so many dogs, she felt closed in. She supposed it was because she and Reign had lived alone for so long. She was still used to the wide open spaces. At least Reign seemed to fit in. A small, brief, affectionate smile lit her face for a moment at the thought of her brother. Shaking her pelt again, she turned and headed off towards the border. The southern one was closest, so she made off in that direction.

[despairz]

[ anyone open for cinder, omali, or shasta? ]

location ;; near the pack

doing ;; calling for cinder

tagged ;; no one

mood ;; devious

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loner ♔ no crush ♔ female ♔
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Shasta snickers as she pads towards the packs territory, standing right on the border line. "Cinder! Oh Ciiiiinder!" She howls for her brother, smirking. He was weak-hearted; too kind for his own good. She made him bring her food. He had no choice- she was his poor little sister. Smirking as she scans the horizon for him, she notices a small black and white figure chasing a hare. "Stupid pup. Every dog knows you can't catch a rabbit alone." She mutters to herself, though she couldn't help but be shocked when the lithe figure caught the rabbit. This made the fae steam. A pup could hunt but she herself couldn't? She would show... well who? Herself? She knows she can't hunt. Her brother? No because if she only got lucky once, then he would not get food to bring to her. He was still failing at bringing her food every day. She would have to take the chance and... cross the border maybe? Growling, she turns away and pads from the border.

She was soon back in the woods, approaching her well hidden den. It was made up of various rock tunnels. Rabbits came down here rarely, and when this would happen she would catch them, but it was still odd. Sighing, she flopped onto the floor, her belly grumbling. Only her and Cinder knew where this was, so maybe he would bring some prey to her. Maybe... but she still couldn't count on it. Lashing her fluffy tail, her fur seemed to glow in the dark tunnels. Sun shone through the top, and it was an easy escape route if anything happened. She had made a bed with the feathers of pheasants her brother would give her, and soft leaves supported the feathers, so she was living good as a loner. There were only three tunnels, two of which were flat and led out of her den, but the other went up slightly, so water couldn't get there. It is also well hidden so it is her emergency den for flooding or if a danger came and she was too weak to fight for herself.

rank ;; fighter

tagged ;; aliza, rin

location ;; in camp

† Ｃｉｎｄｅｒ yawns, a pink tongue rolling out as his velvety soft black ears pin back. A stretch had come with this, as he bends down, his tail in the air. He was a big brute- larger than any dog in the pack. He trots over to Aliza, standing a little taller than her. "Hello, Alpha." He nods to her, then nods to Rin, though a pang of jealousy hit because it seemed that Aliza wanted to talk to Rin, and not Cinder. Shrugging it off, he flicks his feathery tail, looking back at Aliza. "You look lovely on this fine day." He smiles to her, controlling his facial expressions, making himself look blank. He didn't need the alpha knowing he liked her, did he now? She could know... it would just be awkward and he would probably run away and live with Shasta for the rest of his sad life. If she didn't like him... Well he doesn't feel like he belongs now. He is a big clumsy doof when it comes to hunting, and fighting happens only rarely. So he doesn't get to use his talents much.

He heard the calls of his sister, a small whine ringing in his throat, though he just clears his throat and acts like nothing happened. His ears twitch slightly as a bee flies around them, ducking so i would go away. It does so, and he chuckles as himself. Look fro Rin to Aliza, he waits for one of them to speak since he seemed like he was doing most of the talking. The black brute looks at his paws, the wind tugging slightly as his wispy fur, ruffling it up slightly. He felt awkward as he looks at the two of them again, another breeze coming and going, pulling his brilliant fur again.

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hunter ;; brute ;; 11 months ;; no crush

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Omali crouches, looking at the little brown hare ahead of him. I will be the best. I am the best. He thinks to himself, suddenly leaping from the brush and right at the rabbit who shoots away. But the young, lithe brute was faster. He races ahead of the hare, knowing it couldn't turn fast enough- this was his "signature" move. He grabs the hare in his jaws and shakes it around until the terrified squeals die away. Knowing his kill had been a success, he trots back to camp with a full grown hare. Snickering at the young hunters like himself, his little nub tail waggled. This was exciting because he had just won a bet with Tyson, the biggest bully hunter there is. "Now, you owe me a sweet. Remember our deal? You go in the city and get me my favorite sweet if I come back with a full grown hare." He smirks, itching behind one floppy ear, hearing a flea crack under his back claw. "You do that or I tell every dog in camp that you have a crush on Minnie." He smirks, standing smaller than the you bull mastiff, but still stronger and faster. "Fine!" The big brindle brute growls, his saggy cheeks coming into a snarl. "Pull something like that again and I'll make sure your the rabbit and I catch one. You." He growls, which only made the younger dalmation chuckling as pad away, dropping the kill in the pile.

[t e m p e s t]

(Jinx is open! ^.^)

•J I N X•
Border Collie|Female|4 years|Hunter|Open

Jinx was running. Tall grass slapped her face and got in her eyes, but she didn't care. The figure before her continued to get further away until it was out of sight from her. She panicked, breathing heavily. She flipped around, eyes darting for any traces of the dog whom she was chasing. "Artemis!" Jinx cried desperately, her mind and heart racing. The field she was once in began turning into a city, a dusty, old city that was broken down and horrifyingly empty. Jinx knew this place. She knew it well. "Artemis, please!" She barked again, looking around. Her head was tipped towards a building now, until she heard the sound. Her head snapped back to the car in front of her, to a brown and white dog standing directly in front of it. The dog looked at her with emotionless, pure black eyes, a bloody face and body, and a ripped ear. "Goodbye, Jinx." It had said, and Jinx backed away as the car hit him.
It was then that Jinx awoke from the reoccuring dream just like she did every time: Panting, terrified, and shaking. She had that same dream almost every night, and still she wasn't quite used to the sound of the dog's breaking bones that stuck in her ears. She stood up on weak knees, seeing that the pack was already up and moving around. Once outside, the Border Collie let the blinding sun fall into her eyes and her pelt. She took a deep breath in attempt to calm herself, now feeling the embarrassment of probably having been running and screaming a dog's name who was unknown to the others. Jinx's legs felt like jello, and she sat down and sighed.
After a few moments of sitting, Jinx got up again and walked to the pond in the back of the barn. There, she took a refreshing drink, but still the dream was fresh in her mind. She walked back to the barn, hoping someone would talk to her and take her mind off of the nightmare.

[despairz]

[ i edited the above post- i have shasta and omali open. shasta is at her den in the woods and omali is in the camp by the kill pile. ]

[the dreamer.]

Your forms look great @Dog-Trainer.
@insanity- accepted

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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ａ ｌａｄｙ ａｎｄ ｌａｄｉｅｓ ｓｈｏｕｌｄｎ'ｔ ｂｅ ｍｅｓｓｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ!

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Aliza Get to know her

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ｔｈｒｅｅ ｙｅａｒｓ ｏｌｄ
ｔａｇｇｅｄ;; Cinder and Rin
ｍａｔｅ/ｃｒｕｓｈ; none

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➟Aliza turned toward Rin fully then and she looked into his eyes. She then looked down in embarrassment. He was right, he did not need a reason for him to talk to her and what she did was incredibly rude. Lucky enough, she was saved when Cinder trotted up. His black coat glimmering. Aliza fought the urge to ask him how he survived in the heat, she had white fur and barely could stand it. Though, at the same time Aliza was not looking forward to the days when the cool weather comes. Then they would really have to work together and make the straw all fluffed and warm. Maybe they could stick straw in some of the bigger holes in the barn.. When Cinder complemented her she looked up at him and softly said, "Thanks". Aliza was never one much for confidence. Though she answered the compliment with, "So do you." Which was, of course, a fail compliment. She was never good at those things. Stopping two huge dogs from fighting by jumping right in the middle of them? She could do that.. but complimenting someone was hard. "Well, guys, I was just about to go on a perimeter check. Maybe do a little hunting on the way back." She glanced from Cinder to Rin and then to the treeline.

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Ruger Get to know him

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ｆｏｕｒ ｙｅａｒｓ ｏｌｄ
ｔａｇｇｅｄ;; Remmy, Perla,
ｍａｔｅ/ｃｒｕｓｈ; none

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➟Ruger watched as Sky ran off, her rudeness hit him right in the face. It wasn't that he liked her or anything he just hated when dogs were rude. Ruger turned to Remmy, "I would be delighted to have you accompany, M'lady." A smiled etched at the crook of his lips, a smile. Ruger was not one to joke around all the time but he wasn't one to be rude all the time. Ruger heard a noise and turned to see Perla. He examined her, She had a thicker body then his, but was also shorter. Where she lacked in height he had plenty. When she asked to tag along Ruger just replied, "I would love for you to come." The fae, in truth, looked like she could take down an elephant if it looked at her funny. She indeed looked like a powerful dog.. and that would be nice to have while hunting. Or even fighting for that matter. Though, she also looked very sweet... it was hard to tell her personality.

[despairz]

rank ;; fighter

tagged ;; aliza, rin

location ;; in the territory

† Ｃｉｎｄｅｒ chuckles at her compliment. "Thanks." he nods, his deep brute voice coming off his tongue like honey. "May I come with you? Maybe you could teach me how to be a better hunter?" He asks, smiling at her with soft eyes. He really liked her- though he tried his best not to show it. He acted like they were friends, though flirty compliments slipped out from time to time. "I know I'm not the best as hunting, but I still want to give it a try." He smiles, his tail wagging slightly. He had a puppy-ish look to him in his face, but he was over all handsome, well muscled, and... well that's it really. He nice but it's not a good thing at times.

[ fail post is a fail... -leFacepaw- ]

[PenguinObsession]

{ may I please have a recap on what is happening? Sorry I missed the beginning }

[the dreamer.]

{ may I please have a recap on what is happening? Sorry I missed the beginning }

Ruger, Remmy, and Perla are starting a hunting party. Sky ran off and is walking alone.. (i think). Aliza, Rin, and Cinder are about to go on a patrol and then go hunting afterwards. (then maybe go swimming after that.)