a journey west . . ↷ open.

[thaliana,]

[[. A N C H O R ; accepted c;
we'll see if anybody else joins soon, but otherwise this should get under way later today ;3

['pyrrhic]

{Thank you.}

[xayah]

{ Hope this is alright ^^ if the genders need evening out I'm more than happy to add a male~

image (c) : original owner | form (c) : me | character (c) : me

ｗｈｏ ｉｓ ｓｈｅ...?

name; ivory
gender; female
age; 6 years
breed; greyhound
rank; rogue

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pelt; full cream/pale off-white
fur; soft & short & thin
eyes; deep cinnamon brown
scars; medium scratch on right shoulder
markings; dull grey speckles
build; sleek & firm
accessories; collar w/ tags

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positive traits; observant, honest, clever, loyal
negative traits; cowardly, overemotional, unpredictable
likes; squirrels, running, swimming, snow, peace
dislikes; mud, thunder/lightning, aggressive animals
strengths; hunting, running, swimming : agility
weaknesses; fighting, strength required activities

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father; unknown
mother; snow belle
brother(s); n/a
sister(s); nala
mate; n/a

[ajohanna]

image (c) : original owner | form (c) : ｃｈａｒｉｏｔｓ♥ | character (c) : me

ｗｈｏ ｉｓ ｈｅ...?

name; fallon
gender; male
age; 3 years
breed; alaskan malamute
rank; rogue

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pelt; brown, black, creamy white
fur; soft-ish, medium, thick
eyes; deep brown
scars; scar on the bridge of his nose
markings; all the colors are mixed together perfectly
build; large and muscular
accessories; collar seen in picture

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positive traits; loyal, sweet to his mate, smart
negative traits; mean to all, short attention span
likes; rain/thunder, alone time, faes
dislikes; snow, bright lights, bugs
strengths; fighting, taking down a large animal, sneaking
weaknesses; running far distances,

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father; blake
mother; aspen
brother(s); jayson
sister(s); bri
mate; n/a

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[thaliana,]

[[. all accepted c:
okay. we should be able to start now.
remember, pretty posts please ^^
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notes before we start

- packs can form amongst the rogues. so say, three-four + rogues join together, they will officially be known as a pack and i will make it official on the characters page c: similarly, pack dogs can leave to become rogues/ be chased out off the pack.
- we will begin with all dogs in london and they've only just heard about the rumour of the save haven in the west and so are deciding whether or not to leave. not all dogs have to make the journey, and they don't all have to leave at once :3
- feel free to introduce minor characters without making an official form for them, such as a dog to cause trouble for the main characters.

okie doke. i'll make the first post in a jiffy c:

[thaliana,]

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the mush of sand and dirt on the bank of the river thames was wet and cold under dixie's paws. the mud-mixture had made its way up her legs and clung to the soft white fur of her underbelly, sending a damp chill through her bones. she pushed her muzzle through the various items which had built up on what was once london's most famous landmark, its sole river. she came across tyres and plastic and bullet shells and the rotting corpses of ravens and cats. none of it seemed edible. her stomach grumbled at her unsuccessful search for food. hopefully the rest of the pack were having more luck. the siberian husky raised her head, gaze sweeping over the wide, dried-up river. she spotted octavia, sansa, vinal and tharros all spread out along the bank. sticking with them was her best chance of staying alive, especially if they were going to start taking the journey west and follow the rumours to a possible safe haven. speaking of... dixie jumped the small trickle of water, not wanting to get her fur more wet than it already was, and made her way closer to the group of dogs. "this rumour, about a safe place for dogs, do you think its real?" she spoke aloud, addressing no one in particular.

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he could smell the pack dogs to the north, exploring the remnants of the river thames. that seemed to be their primary location, always searching along the now-trickle of contaminated water. the pack was a rogue's worst enemy and rookie did not want to end up their next meal. shivering in the wind which was beginning to sweep through london, rookie turned his back on the river and dipped into a nearby building which was decrepit and caving in on its back side. still, it was better than nothing in the approaching cold. the floorboards creaked as he entered and the scuttle of tiny claws on wood piqued his interest. licking his lips at the thought of a juicy mouse or rat, or perhaps even cat, rookie made his way through the rooms. he wanted to make sure that the building was occupied by prey and only prey, not dogs and certainly not humans.

[[. tags ; no one.

[King.Thranduil]

Name: Pepper
Age: 10 years old
Gender: Female
Breed: Border Collie (100%)
Rank: Rogue
Family:
Marlo, mate, deceased
Jamie, son
History: Pepper spent the first years of her life in a loving home with a family. She lived a life of luxury and wanted for nothing. When she turned three years old, that changed. Her family moved overseas and couldn't bring her along with them, so they gave her to a neighbor. This neighbor wasn't so nice though, and soon Pepper was out on the streets. She grew cynical and angry. Only one good thing came out of her time on the streets. When she was nine years old, she met a stray dog named Marlo and fell in love with him. Unfortunately he died of disease a year later and left Pepper all alone with their newborn pup.
Virtues: Protective, street smart, good hunter, very maternal.
Vices: Paranoid and distrustful

Name: Jamie
Age: 8 weeks old
Gender: Male
Breed: Border Collie (50%), Black Lab ( 50%)
Rank: Rogue
Family:
Marlo, father, deceased
Pepper, mother
History: Jamie has never known any home. He has lived on the road since birth, wandering from place to place and hiding from danger. His father died when he was just a few days old, and Jamie doesn't really remember him.
Virtues: Playful, inquisitive, and sweet
Vices: Loud, careless, and naive.

['pyrrhic]

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Drus reeked of dried up blood and dirt. She whined for her search of food witch was unlikely she'd find anything. Her nose raised into the air with grace and majesty. She sniffed and found no scent but.. A dog? She lusted forward leaving the small bone at her heels. She said nothing as she moved. Her claws scratched up dirt, the abandoned courtyard was big and she still had a lot to run. She did not mind the long run but her ears shot back as she tried to hear, it sounded like a high speed-fan in her ears now. A little more.. There! She was out the gate and running through the roads now with the scent still intact to her nose. Her eyes now focused on the way the scent was going like it was a mist leading her to the animal. She stopped near a building. Surly there was no one there? She had to find out. She trotted inside, the floorboards whined under her paws as they may have done to the other animals. She heard claws.. Was there someone hunting? A pack dog.. Oh no! She trotted through the rooms trying to find that dog, she had no luck until.. Well, he doesn't look like a pack dog!

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So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only have two hands
Hope I get the chance to travel the world
But I don't have any plans

name :: Peyton. gender :: female.
age :: three. with :: alone.
mood :: stressed. crush :: tba.
thoughts :: what am' I going to do...

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As the cold wind drifted her way, she caught the unmistakable scent of pack dogs mixed with the smells of the dried up river bed. With an agitated sigh she turned padding off deeper into the city of London, the only sound accompanying her on her way through the winding streets was her long unclipped claws against whatever pavement could still be seen beneath the garbage. The silent Aussie moved quickly through the towering piles of dirt, animal bones, and old food wrappers left empty. She kept her ears perked and eyes alert for any sound or movement that could possibly be a human or other animal that might be a threat to her. Traveling alone through the city streets Peyton felt venerable with no one to watch her back. The fea kept into a dusty worn down building, the floor boards beneath her paws creaked in complaint as her weight was put on them. Her gaze swept the cracked walls with large holes smashed into the tough red brick, the shattered windows, and ceiling above her that had boards broken and falling down into the first floor. Peyton walked deeper into the wreckage of the building low to the ground so her belly brushed Way the thick layer of dust that coated the floor. Her bright blue eyes scanned the building once more, some animals liked to take shelter in places like this, both small and large, and didn't want to be spotted by either. Hopefully she could catch something to eat if she where lucky. She believed she was on the west side of the river and thought their to be less dogs on this side, therefore more small critters would be cowering in the shadows of the buildings for her to hunt. Soon enough after searching every inch of every room within the home Peyton found a little mouse with it's back turned to her practically begging to be hunted down. She got even lower to the floor inching forward in what looked like and army crawl, creeping her way closer to the mouse undetected as it sniffed a tiny crum if food it had found. She guessed she was about three meters away when she pounced on it, hearing a small crack from beneath her paw where the mouse was. She pulled her paw away seeing the mouse lying limp on the floor and happily picked up in her jaws and lied down where she'd killed it and started to happily eat what little meat the rodent had on it bones.

[ajohanna]

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⇢ brute ⇢ rouge ⇢ crushless ⇢
tags;; open
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Footsteps could be heard, but very faintly. A large dog what seemed to be an alaskan malamute was walking around the empty streets. His eyes were narrowed as the large muscular male walked along the dusty and trashed streets. He saw a trash-can in the far distance and loped on over to it. Shaking his pelt free of dust, he stuck the bridge of his nose in the can, nudging papers and scraps around; but soon stopped smelling a mouse. It was trapped in the bottom of the can. Heh, poor thing. I'll help you. It seemed weak, but not scrawny at all. He tipped the trash-can over and saw the mouse fall out and walk slowly away. Fallon took his paw and set it on the mouse, looking at it with big brown eyes. He lowered his maw and bit the creature to end it's life. The male bit into the animal and soon finished it, enough to keep his stomach settled.

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A pack dog was sitting down, gazing upon the dead city. It was where he grew up. Lived his life as a show dog, but then all hell broke loose. The brute pushed those thoughts away from his mind when a fae spoke up, pretty much the leader of the pack. She was great at talking infront of others; something Vinal didn't have the guts to do. He flicked his tail and spoke out in a feint british accent. I've heard of it, but never really thought about it. Have you Dixie? Vinal wondered why the female brought up this topic. Maybe she was going to leave and make a journy?