ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ (ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴅᴏɢ ʀᴘ; open and accepting)

[solstice.]

Damaris

{Female, Council member. Tagged: Parker and Wrangler}

Seems to shake from her thoughts as Parker's voice pierces through followed by the fae nudging up against her. Giving a small giggle she shakes away the feeling that something seems totally off. "I couldn't leave ya'll guys hanging even if I had to," she says in a playful tone. Her eyes flick to Wrangler hearing him speak about joining them and her eyes light up, she had always figured, the more the merrier. "That's wonderful. Always great having us all come together." she replies with a slight nod and a friendly flash of teeth. Once again her goofy smile she had mimicked from her previous owners. Finally standing straight on all fours this time she perks her ears at Parker's remark about her paw. "Oh gosh, no it's totally fine. Younger dogs heal fast," giving a giggle she adds, "I'm not an old dog yet. Besides if i'm going to spend time doing anything it'll be caring for whats going on around us. I suppose it'll be slightly easier having it there though." Seeming done with her confessions she pads off to keep up with the other two who are possibly as eager as her to have this meeting. Pausing slightly she raises her head and let's out a small, gentle howl for any other dogs in the area that want to join in this meeting and once again rejoins Wrangle and Parker.

Rider

{Male, Traitor. Tagged: }

Within a minute the large brute manages to find hold on the ice. Slowly but surely he pulls himself out of the freezing water and slowly inches his way over to the snow covered land rather than the thin ice. Rider shivers continuously as he slowly rises to his shaking paws. This was something he never thought he'd have to deal with, he wasn't cold, no. He was freezing. The brute shakes out as much water as possible from his fur hoping the chilly air wouldn't turn is fur into one giant icicle. "Great" he mutters under his breath as he pads off towards where the humans most likely are. He'd need warm shelter or this could end very badly for him. Perhaps staying under a porch would work, no, it'd have to work. He wasn't going to go anywhere closer to those nasty creatures than he had to. As he mind goes on thinking about this his paws continue to carry his freezing body nearer to the houses. Would I even fit under the porch? All these things bubble up in his mind and he finally snaps back to what's going on as he nears the edge of the woods. Another shiver runs through him as he contemplates if he really needs to do this.

[xCatastrophex]

ᴛᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ
ᴀɢᴇ: 3 yrs || ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ: Christine || ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Content || ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Watching the cows || ᴛᴀɢ: None.
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Tucker shivered slightly as he watched the cows tear into the hay Christine and her farm hand had just spread out for them. He huffed slightly, watching as his breath floated up into the air and dissipated. As soon as The woman came walking toward him, he wagged his tail and whined happily. Ever since he was brought here, he enjoyed the running space and the woman's company. He stayed close to the woman's side, letting her lean on him when ever they reached a slippery spot, so she wouldn't take a tumble. When she reached the porch safely, she put his jacket on. It was a very chilly day, more o today than another, and his medium length coat wasn't going to keep him very warm. He wagged his tail and panted excitedly. His jacket was a camouflage one, otftennused when her husband took his lab out hunting. it was nice and it kept him nice and toasty. The woman gave him a pat "Go on and play, but don't you get into any trouble." She told him, shaking her finger. She turned and went into the house.

Tucker took off, running through the snow, going directly and grabbed his ball. He then made his way through the snow to go play with. He still had a little while before he grew. It of his puppiness, so he loved playing. He was new to the town, so he hadn't quite realized the severity of the situation at hand.All he knew was that was a huge feud between the town dogs and the 'traitors' whoever they were. He wasn't too worried about it at this point, all he was worried about was finding someone to play with.

xᴇɴᴀ
ᴀɢᴇ: 3 yrs || Rank: Traitor || ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Content || ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Wanering || ᴛᴀɢ: Rider
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Xena trudged through the snow. The snow had piled up to her chest, so it was harder for her to move through, given her shorter stature. She'd grunted, nosing through the snow, sniffing around, smelling the scents that lingered in the snow from the other canines around the area. Her silver blue coat stuck out like a sore thumb among the white snow, so she was visible to anyone. When brought her head back up, she had a bunch of snow that had stuck to her short fur. She scanned the area, seeing no one. She was pretty much alone all the time. She was considered a traitor now. Kill one stupid sheep and then your labeled for the rest of your life. She was starving, so she only did what she had to do to survive.

The American bully grunted and began trudging through the snow once more, hoping every now and then to get through a deep snow bank. She stopped for a moment to catch her breath, panting heavily. She sat on her haunches, continuing to look about, before a lone dog stuck out against the white snow(Rider). She let out a bark,and began trudging towards the husky. As he got close, she saw he was soaking wet and shivering profusely. She quickened her pace before coming up beside him "You okay? You look like you took a tumble into the pond.." She said, looking at him with a concerned look.

[Keriae]

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female :: koolie :: traitor

She admitted, grudgingly, that splitting the cooling carcass was the best idea, although she was not grateful for their supposed "help". She could have caught that deer on her own, without their cumbersome bodies getting in the way, and then she would have been able to have the whole thing for herself. Why they still denied that she was there first, that the corpse of the white tailed deer was not her own and that it owned to them was beyond the young koolie. Did she have to spell it out for them? Were they so thickly skulled that they couldn't see past their own noses and stare at the truth?

Yet it was not worth, in her eyes, to even share. She'd killed the thing, hadn't she? Just because they were bigger and fatter didn't mean that they had more right to a meal that one of them hadn't even done anything to get! Scout crouched low as the female of the pair prepared to leap at her and remained in that position as the fae's brother stopped her from doing anything. Stepping back, the koolie let Arrow pick up the dead ungulate by the throat and watched with narrowed eyes and a wrinkled muzzle as he dragged it away. "You know what, fatty? Keep it and improve that insulation you have under your skin!" There was no point in even trying to share the carcass: by the time the two herding dogs were done with it, there would likely be nothing left. And if there were, it would just be scraps, nothing of value. She wouldn't even waste her time with them.

Turning away, Scout pricked her ears and focused her head towards the snow, listening intently. There had to be a vole or two somewhere nearby for her to catch. Only a mouthful, but it would still keep her going. "Ari, do you fancy a tasty vole for breakfast?" She questioned, not moving her skull the slightest inch. The herd of deer would be long gone and Scout really didn't feel like getting below all the wool of a sheep just to feed.

[dodobird959]

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➳ Name;;-Wrangler
➳ Gender;;-Male .. Brute
➳ Rank;;--
➳ Tagged;;-Parker ,, Damaris

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His thin tail wagged side to side, his eyes shining bright with excitement, he chuckled as Parker joked around. "Yes, it seems like forever." He smiled, happy that they had a chance to be together. It was never fun to stay away from friends, loneliness wasn't a pleasant feeling but luckily, despite being a stray and usually on his own, he didn't feel like he was alone even in the dark alley through a cold night. He knew he could always count on the pack to be there by his side. His smile faded just a bit in worry as Parker asked if Mars would be able to go on the trip. His ears perked to her reply, he wondered if they should stop so she could have a break and rest her paw a bit. "Of course you're not an old dog!" He said, tipping his head slightly to the side. He joined by their sides and listened to the soft howl to call the meeting, and looked over his shoulder for Mars to rejoin them. Once she did, he looked forward with his eyes scanning curiously around.

[Sorry it's not very good, WB.]

[Keriae]

(Bump!)

[wolfpuppies]

((Sorry for not posting sooner. I ended up with bronchitis that turned into pneumonia and sprained ribs from the coughing, so this is my first time back on my laptop in over a week ^^'))

Lupe
Female ... Saarloos Wolfhoud ... Pack Member
At the edge of town with Rogue.
Itching for a change in the weather.
Completely fine with being single.

Trotting to a stop, Lupe paused, a loud breath puffing past her lips. Before she answered Rogue's friendly greeting, the taller female pad to the edge of the street - away from the cars that puttered along the asphalt. Thanks to the snow and the danger of ice, many were going far slower than the speed limit; for which the Wolfhound was grateful for. She hated the giant metal machines with a passion. Turning back to the Kelpie, she offered a friendly dog smile before answering.

"I'm well, thank you." Sitting down, she curled her thick tail against her hind legs. "I am just tired of this endless gray and white we've been having," Lupe sighed lightly. "And you? How have you been?" Cocking her head slightly, she waited patiently for an answer. She had come to learn that patience was key. Socialization came harder for her and she still struggled sometimes. But the female thought that she was getting better at her interactions with the rest of the dogs in the pack. Ears swiveling, she listened to the humans chatter and click across the sidewalks, going about their daily business. As was usual for their town, snow and ice did little to slow them down. It merely hindered daily activities some before everyone simply adjusted to it and things were able to shift back to normal quickly. Tail tip flicking once, she refocused on her companion, not wanting to miss Rogue's reply and be rude over something simple.

[dodobird959]

[I hope you're feeling better ^^' ]

[wolfpuppies]

((Sick wise, definitely. I'm not coughing nearly as much. But my ribs are still sore so I'm taking it easy still so I can recover as soon as possible~ :'3))