☣ Wᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs | Accepting ☣

[.KeithKogane]

♕（ Rᴀᴠᴇɴ ） "Bᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ᴡᴀs ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ "
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[ female ] [ nm; rae or dew ] [ four years ] [ no crush ] [ alpha ] [ tagged with Watsky/Avalon ]

⇨ She continued to eat the raw meat of the fish, enjoying the flavor rather than worrying about flushing down her hunger. Who knows when it'll be the last meal she can eat. The last time she can enjoy the peaceful quiet. Only time will ever tell. Raven's tail curled around her body, attempting to shield her paws from the cold that set in from being so close to the water. That and the island itself was cold. But there isn't anything she can do about it. But she finished her meal much faster than originally planned, leaving her to rest her head on her paws, gazing out over the water. The waves churned, brushing up against the shores. Garbage and even some sea shells were left in her wake, rather interesting to look at from a distance. But at the sight of the plastic, it just repulsed the alpha further. Her hatred and disliking for people, their disregard for the waste that they produced and just left it to collect. A low irritated growl rumbled in the back of her throat, deciding that later in the day she would start collecting the trash and leaving it near the south end of the island. Just to keep her beach clean and prevent poisoning of her pack members.
Raven contemplated a little while longer before the sounds of voices caught her attention. Not many dogs were ever awake this early in morning, unlike the selected few like the least scavengers who got a early hunt. Other than that, it was usually her that was awake. Her ears perked with interest while picking herself off the ground. Because of her long hair, sand stuck uncomfortably to her fur along her belly and legs. The struggles she always faced. A sand shower flung within the tree branches as the dog's body shook. It only later for a few second songs before she brushed herself along each branch before stepping back into the open. Her scent of morning dew on lavender was just prominent enough to make the girl take a deep and calming breath. She used to do that with her mother as a pup to calm her nerves. Way before she was taken away at two months old.

Barely visible footprints were left in the sand with every step. It was cold due to the season, almost causing the girl to run rather than freeze her feet off. But she kept the steady pace while walking along side the old prison. Raven's amber gaze fluttered to her left a few times, looking over the old and dirty brick walls. Some had already fallen out of there place, some were large holes. But it was at least still standing, just enough to give cover and protection from the commom weather of the north. Freezing and deadly during the upcoming winter. Maybe one day they all can get off of this island. She'd rather face cars and cruel people on the street than rather die out on the water. But not alone either; the alpha wants her entire pack off as well. They have each wormed a way into her protective heart. Just a little bit.
She rounded the north end of then island, her amber orbs landed on something astonishing. A medium sized boat plowing its way through the water, deadest on the little island she called home. At first a small twinge of hope hit her belly until the wind blew downwind. The very faint scent of dogs filled her nose ruining any thoughts of leaving. They were bringing more unadoptable dogs here to hopefully starve. Raven couldn't speak at first until her eyes shifted from the water vehicle to two dogs frantically speaking on the beach. They were immediately recongizable as Watsky and Avalon, who she figured were gonna be awake anyways.

The Anatolian Shephered quickly jogged over to the two panicking canines, feeling equally panicky herself "I'm assuming you were going to find me before the ship hit," her voice pipped into the conversation, standing next to the slightly smaller dogs. Her amber gaze flickered from Watsky and Avalon before looking back at the water before the small group of three. A low sigh rolled out of her lips, shaking her head slightly before speaking once again. "They're bringing more dogs, you can faintly smell them. When they stop, bring them to the dining hall. I'll wake everyone else up," Raven ordered rasing an eyebrow for any objections. "Goodmorning for the record."

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♔（ Hᴀʀʟᴇʏ ） " Sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀ; ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴅɪᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ "
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[ male ] [ nm; chocolate or rain ] [ four years ] [ no crush ] [ newcomer ] [ tagged with Gaia ]

⇨ Harley sat upon the front of the boat, gazing over the water with dread slowly working in his belly. His face remained blank and calm, internally trying to calm himself down. In the distance, small figures moved around the tan sand, staring at the large water vehicle that made their way toward them. Perhaps both sides were feeling the anxiety. Maybe anger? Maybe hunger for a new dogs blood? Who knows? And he is not keen to find out. A soft sigh rolled out of his lips which was followed by a irritated growl as freezing water splashed up onto the deck and hitting his paws. Maybe hanging out on the front of the boat where more water could drench him wasn't a good idea.
Rather than get his fur drenched, the dog stood up and began to explore the boat. Hopefully not to be caught by who ever's driving. Or the captain; whatever they're called. His claws lightly clicked against the water resistant wood, sniffing the tools such as rope stretched out across from him. Quite threatening out of context. But it wasn't something to worry about now. Otherwise he might freak himself out much more than necessary. With every step seeming as if he was walking on cracking glass, he autiously made his way around the deck before shoving open a door to disappear inside.

A strong smell of fish abosutely reeked from the inside. Definitely wasn't noticeable from the outside when all you could smell was ocean. Now that's the only thing that could be smelled. And man that was overpowering, almost causing the male to either sneeze or retreat. But something seemed to pull him further into the dimly lit room.In the lower deck with only a few windows, it was hard to see the boxes that littered the floor, but it looked as if something was stuck in out of one of them. As well as the faint sound of light breathing. Sure it might be his imagination, but it surely does seem like there was another dog trapped inside a container. Maybe theirs was much stronger than his. "Don't panic," Harley's voice came out soft and as comforting as possible, slowly approaching the container. Coming closer in distance, it was clear to see a small muzzle hanging out, maybe in attempt to get a better source of air. As well as the scent of a female dog coming much closer and more prominent. "Try not to bite me sweetheart, I'm gonna break you out and I promise not to hurt you," He murmured standing in front of the small box. His chocolate gaze studied the box for a few moments before realizing it was a crate with a latch. A cocky smirk appeared on his lips as his lips drew back in a lame snarl, grabbing the littlest latch between his teeth and pulling it the opposite direction to unlock the cage.
Harley backed away from the container slightly before flashing the dog that laid probably uncomfortably inside the box that sheltered her from the outside world. "There you go beautiful, you're free to go," He tried to coax the girl out of the box with a smile and slight charm.
(My next post will be the boat finally making it to the island)

[Butter Dragon]

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[ male ] [ five.five years ] [ lead scavenger ] [ tagged with -- Avalon, Raven] [ on the beach ]

Watsky was awaiting Avalon's reply, hoping she knew where Raven was so he wouldn't have to go running all over the island to find her. Luckily, before she could respond, the dog in question ran up towards the two of them. "Raven!" He said, his voice giving off a surprised and slightly panicked tone. Oh thank god, she'd seen the ship. Watsky hated delivering potentially bad news, particularly to his alpha so the face that she already knew made him exhale a small sigh of relief. "Yes, I was coming to find you when I saw Avalon," he explained, nervously looking back at the ship as though it were some sort of animal that could be right behind him at any second. "I'll wait on the beach, we're low on food though perhaps Avalon should lead a scavenge and some of the subordinates should help me round up the new dogs?" He suggested. Watsky had become increasingly worried about their lack of food. Were they over hunting? Were they bound to run out of food? Was he a paranoid over thinker? Yeah, it was probably the latter.

Watsky turned his eyes back towards the ocean as he waited for the Alpha's response. The ship seemed to carry a grey cloud over it, figuratively of course, that made Watsky uncomfortable. They hadn't had new dogs come in a good while and Watsky wasn't sure how it was going to go this time. New dogs were always unpredictable, you never knew if they were going to roll over or bite your neck out. Either way Watsky was hoping he wouldn't have to wait on the beach alone, he wasn't a fan of dealing with new strays all by his lonesome.

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[ female ] [ four years ] [ newcomer ] [ tagged with -- Harley] [ on the boat ]

Gaia's thoughts began to wander, she wanted to imagine that she could be anywhere but where she was. This creaking boat, the tiny confines of her wooden crate, and what was she supposed to do about? Nothing. She could do absolutely nothing to help herself. She felt like a pup, all alone and waiting for her mother to come and save her from the horrors of the world. But her mom wasn't here, no one was going to safe her now. She dared not sleep, a persistent habit of nightmares made for less than fitful rest particularly when it came to stress induced sleep. So she lay there, curled up in sad confusion, regretting that day she was taken even if there was nothing she could've done to stop it.
Suddenly she heard something, her eyes having been closed she hadn't noticed the dog approach until he spoke up. She whimpered, beginning to shake violently in fear as he came closer to her kennel. She could feel her eyes begin to wet and her heart was beating a million miles an hour. The wooden door swung open exposing her quivering body to the confident male standing in front of her. She felt like she was going to faint with panic, she wasn't in a position to fight or to run and if she tried she knew it would only end badly given how strong he looked at least, compared to her. She examined his deep chocolate eyes, they smiled and seemed to hold compassion, not loathsome rage. She felt oddly comforted by him.
Slowly she exited her prison, keeping her head low in submission as she awkwardly made her way to her feet. "Th-thanks..." she murdered, getting a feel for the place she was in for the first time. It smelled of fish and rocked back and fourth. She had no doubts now that they were in the lower half of a large boat, but why she couldn't figure out. Her eyes wandered back to the male who'd freed her. He was kind, calm... handsome... "I... I'm Gaia... Do you have any idea what's going on?" she whimpered, desperate for someone to give her answers.

[spotthecow]

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subordinate :: fae :: three years :: tagged; open c: (she could help out watsky)
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xxxxxThe blue Merle Border Collie was sitting slightly outside of the old, worn out place, enjoying the fresh morning breeze that had come with the ocean's salty smell that touched her charcoal nose. Her chocolate brown eyes darted to a red squirrel that was scurrying within the thick forest bushes. Hunting by her lonesome was not Leilani's particularly favorite hobby in the world, and the squirrel was rather of small size, but she knew the pack would be thankful for whatever was given to them. The speckled grey and white fae slowly stood from where she had sat and lowered her head to stalk the creature. With a large jump of her agile legs, she had quickly reached the squirrel, a paw on it's bushy tail. Poor thing... Leilani thought to herself with a sudden unhappy look on her face as she heard it squeak. There had been two other tiny squeaks coming from the tree above. It must have little ones...I can't do that to her... With her ears tipped forward, Leilani lifted her paw from the red squirrel's tail and it quickly ran up the tree. She sighed softly to herself, knowing the the squirrel would have to be more careful, for some of the pack wouldn't have been merciful.

xxxxxHearing voices farther over, Leilani had taken note that Watsky, a fluffy toffee colored brute she had come to known as her friend, and Raven had left the wooden house early, although she couldn't quite make out the other voice until she had gotten closer. Ah, Avalon. The Border Collie fae finally recognized the other Lead Scavenger, but decided that she didn't want to interrupt the others meeting, for she found it to be rude.

[Broken Fate]

Mickey
[Gender: Male] [Age: 3] [Tagged: Raven, Watsky, Avalon, Harley and Gaia] [Crush: No crushes, possibly starting to like Gaia]


----> It was a pretty regular morning for me, the sun shone between the silhouettes of leaves on the forest floor, and the chilly breeze rustled my fur, I had been awake before the sun even rose, like I usually was, and of course I was off again, trying to find something to do. I'd patrolled the territory twice already, and wasn't really up to a hunt for the moment, it seemed everyday was like a song, the same song, and it would just repeat over and over.

Wake Up,
Go to the Bathroom,
Eat,
Patrol the Territory,
Hunt,
Eat,
Sleep,
Repeat.

I was so bored, I sat there, in the forest, alone, and thought. I had never had any interest in a mate, and no female had ever had any interest in being my mate, I'd never brought back an overly impressive kill to the pack, and I've never done anything worth remembering. Was I even needed at all? The thoughts started to scare me, everyone saw me as happy, goofy Mickey, but lately, I just wasn't anymore. I felt like if I just left one day that not even Raven, my alpha, would notice. I felt like no one would care. Everyone sees me as happy goofy Mickey, and I want to fulfil their expectations, I really do, but lately, I've been so insignificant that I just can't. I looked around me to make sure nobody was approaching, from any side. Then lay down in the middle of the forest floor, contemplating if anything matters at all, just then, he smelt something, it was panic scent from dogs being carried on the wind. Instantly I rose to my feet, knowing the boat was to arrive soon, I rushed towards my Alpha, tail tucked between my legs and ears flattened in a show of submission.
"The boat is nearly here! Are you coming?" I called and I waited for her response nervously, my paws shuffling with excitement, I could hardly wait for them...

As we arrived, I noticed that I could smell the dog's scents strongly now (though it was hard to tell from exactly where due to the fish smell), but could not see them...

Looking onto the boat, I noticed the open hatch leading down to a lower level inside the boat, and putting all my fears behind me, went down inside.

"Hello? Is everyone okay in here?" I called then saw them, there was a skinny fawn dog, with brown eyes, he seemed nice enough, but he wasn't the one who caught my eye. The girl reminded of a starless night sky, so vast, unending and mysterious, yet somehow comforting. Her head was low and in a submissive position, and it struck me as cute the way she was nervously awkward. "Who..." was all I could say, I was trying to ask who she was, but my words trailed off as I almost rudely ignored the other dog. It took me almost a full two minutes before I snapped back into reality, acknowledging the other dog's presence once again,

"New arrivals, eh?" I said, trying to be charismatic "you're not hurt are you? What's your names?" before they could even answer I was telling them more things, and asking more questions "You'll need to meet Alpha, she demands to meet all newcomers, okay? Do either of you know how to hunt? How'd you end up here?" I was much too enthusiastic, the she-dog had made me so nervous I didn't even notice the verbal vomit I was throwing all over them, I was asking so many questions that they probably forgot their answers! I shook my head at my own stupidity "Was that too many questions?" I asked

[nocturna.]

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- - - -The Karelian Bear Dog fae's white tipped tail began to wag slightly at the sight of her older brother waking up. She often waited for Luka to rise before she would leave the jail common sleeping area. It was on rare occasion when the younger fae would sneak out or wake without her brother. She felt safe around him and generally didn't mind him accompanying her through out the day. Though, there were times when she wished her brother would be a bit more social... He hadn't any friends within the pack really. Or any female interests; well, none that Lyla knew of anyway.

- - - -Lyla followed suit and stood to her paws, lightly stretching out her rear legs. "Good morning." She said softly to Luka. Her muzzle still had a smile painted across it as she awaited his response. She wondered what would be in store for them today. The air was beginning to have some bite to it, and the fae pondered if Raven would address the pack about food or hunting. But, Lyla didn't have long to wonder as her ears suddenly twitched to the exit. The fait sounds of barking filled her black alert ears. It appeared that there were at least three voices, and one sounded a bit frantic. She turned back to face her brother, her deep amber hues sparkled with excitement. "Sounds like there's already something going on...!" Her voice was laced with enthusiasm as her curled tail wagged.

- - - -She didn't even give her brother a moment to respond before Lyla turned and darted out of the jail. Her nails clicking against the hardwood floor, as she leapt out of the hole in the jail wall, landing out on the cool earth. She briefly turned her gaze back to Luka before she darted down the beach in search of the voices. The excited fae loped along, kicking up bit of sand in her wake. Soon three forms came into view, Raven, Watsky and the petite Avalon. They appeared to all have an air of seriousness. And that's when Lyla saw it. A boat. Just like the one that dumped her and Luka many months previously. She skidded to a halt stopping a few yards away from the trio of her superiors.

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( scent: spruce & earth ) ★ ( age: 4 years ) ★ ( rank: subordinate ) ★ ( location: jail --> beach ) ★ ( mood: concerned ) ★ ( tagged: open )
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- - - -As the brute finished his deep stretches, another yawn crept along his muzzle, flashing his white teeth. As he did, his sister began to get up further, stretching herself. Luka rolled his shoulders before his gaze turned to Lyla. She still had her usually pleasant smile, as she offered him a good morning. The black and white brute didn't say anything in response to her. He really had nothing to say as of this early in the morning, so he simply nodded an acknowledgement to his sister.

- - - -Luka's gaze drifted off to Raven's empty sleeping area and his mind began to drift off again about the coming winter. He couldn't help the thoughts, they were prominent and consistent ones as of late. He'd need to speak with Raven today, to put his mind at ease. Again, Lyla shook him from his deep thoughts, muttering something about a commotion going on. His brow raised, slightly interested as he soon caught onto the noise she was hearing. It sounded like the Lead Scavenger Watsky. Luka became a bit more interested as the Chow Chow's bark sounded urgent.

- - - -He turned to look back at his younger sister to respond to her inquiry, but she was suddenly gone. The brute's amber hues looked around to find that Lyla had already left the sleeping quarters and the common area all together. She flashed him a smirk before she darted down the beach. Luka let out a low growl of annoyance. She just always has to know what's going on... He quickly, took off after her, ducking through the hole in the jail wall. "Lyla! Wait!" He desperately called out to her, but it was for not. Once her mind was made up, there was no stopping her, only tagging along for the ride. He just hoped it wasn't too serious and that Lyla's possible intrusion wouldn't get her into trouble.

[V.Vulpes]

[ɴᴇᴡᴄᴏᴍᴇʀ] [ᴍᴀʟᴇ] [sɪx ʏᴇᴀʀs] [ Tᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: ʜᴀʀʟᴇʏ, ɢᴀɪᴀ]xxxxxxxxxx

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XXXXXThe day that Panther was finally caught still flashed in his eye as he lay in the crate. A muzzle covered his snout and felt tight on his head and back of his neck. All because he growled and barked at some human pup. Luckily, the dog that he’d been travelling with (a small, older Pit Bull/Beagle cross that requested he call her Sister) escaped from the humans sent to deal with him. He was grateful for that. The humans cornered him in a fenced in yard and as big and scary as he tried to be, they hooked the catch pole around his neck and managed to wrestle the big dog into a crate.
XXXXXFrom there, Panther went from crate to crate, growling and snarling at the humans handling him the whole time. There was moments where he was near many dogs and moments where there were none. At one point a human put a muzzle on him. The place he woke up in now was now was new and worrying, Panther let out snarls of anger and fear. He wasn’t sure where he was as he’d never been on a ship before but he heard voices. Voices of other dogs.
XXXXXUpon further investigation, it was two other dogs who had escaped. But how? Panther couldn’t stand up in the small crate he was in so that wasn’t an option. Instead he reluctantly called out to the dogs, “Hey, you two, you know where we are or where they’re takin’ us?” Panther dreaded talking to the strangers but if the male knew a way to get out then it was worth it. Besides, if he got on his good side maybe the dog will let him out as well. It would be an upgrade from the tight crate he was currently laying in.

[sᴜʙᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇ] [ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ] [ᴛᴡᴏ ʏᴇᴀʀs] [ Tᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: ʟᴇɪʟᴀɴɪ]xxxxxxxxxx

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XXXXXVixian doesn’t remember being in a loving home. Her only memories are of being in the cell with her siblings then being taken to the island. She was the only one of her siblings that had been brought but she didn’t understand why, there were four of them but only she was taken? When she first arrived at the island, she didn’t even have a name or if her mother had given her one, she didn’t remember it. During the first few days she was on the island, someone called her Vixian and it stuck.
XXXXXCurrently, she was waking up. The noise of her fellow packmates woke her slowly as claws clicked and voices rose. Vixian lifted her head and let out a loud, whining yawn and licked her maw. She was still very tired but it was time to wake up. Everyone looked to be in a hurry to leave, she wondered what was going on. She stood up and stretched her legs then left the jail that was their home, following Lyla and Luka.
XXXXXVixian didn’t stay by the pair for long. She branched off, seeing Leilani sitting by herself, and decided to go to her this morning. “Good morning Leilani!” She cheered, almost bouncing on her paws as she approached, “how is everything this morning? Everyone's going down to the beach, is something up? Do you know?”

[spotthecow]

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xxxxxThe blue Merle Border Collie was slowly walking to Raven and the two Lead Scavengers, unable to contain her curiosity much longer, when she heard a bark of excitement from one of her fellow packmates. The fae turned her head to greet the subordinate, a spotted black and white fae, Leilani had learned was called Vixian. "Hello there, Vixian!" The Border Collie smiled as she spoke, her voice soft and sweet like candy some of the packmates may have said. "I'm doing well, actually," Leilani's chocolate brown eyes flickered towards Raven, Watsky, and Avalon steadily before talking again. "Yet I'm genuinely curious about what's happening as well, I was about to ask Raven, would you'd like to join me?" The silky fae's tail swished between her legs and she tilted her head slightly to the right. What could possibly be going on... Leilani wondered to herself, uncertain whether she actually wanted to know or whether she dare not ask. Hopefully nothing bad...

[.KeithKogane]

♕（ Rᴀᴠᴇɴ ） "Bᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ᴡᴀs ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ "
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⇨ Watsky himself was on edge, uncomfortable about the entire idea. New dogs mean more mouths to feed. It wasn't like there were enough to provide for. Who knows how many dogs are being added to the island, could be two, could be sixteen. The last shipment of dogs was roughly two months ago and quickly died off from their inability to provide for the pack. Raven silently listened to the male scavenger's suggestion, her eyes remaining firmly on the incoming boat while weighing her options. "No, I want everyone to meet these dogs. Then they can be put through the trials," She finally spoke up, turning to look back at the two lead scavengers standing in front of her. The "trials" were basically a small series of events to see whether or not the dogs are a good fit for the pack. The first trial is hunting in the water; some sort of fish or any other possibly edible sea creature. The second trial is land hunting, any of the squirrels and birds that somehow made it onto this island. The third trial is self-defense or just general combat. Sometimes it'll begin in a general mock fight but often becomes serious if a dog couldn't accomplish or complete the first two. The fighting either results in a few bite marks until the alpha calls it off or the death of a newcomer. It's newcomer against newcomer most of the time, and from what they know; it's a fight to the death.
"Watsky and Avalon, you two stay here. I'll send whoever I come across first over as help, but otherwise no one else. Meet the arrivals and bring them back to the dining hall; they'll meet the pack and then the trials will commence," She ordered to the two dogs before turning tail. Her heart rate had slightly quickened but not from excitement. More or so of the anxiety of what is to come. Her amber eyes scanned the beach toward the old jail, noticing Leilani and Vixen first before the sound of shouting caught her attention. Turns out, it wasn't anything very dangerous or important. Lyla most likely wanted in on the situation and Luka chased after her. Compulsively a snort made it's way out of her muzzle before padding over to the two smaller females.

"Since you wanted to know what was going on," Raven began, just catching the end of their conversation. By now, everyone must have seen the boat and is curious on what's going on. Yet, she isn't going to say much until they get here. "Lelani and Vixen, go over to Watsky and Avalon. They'll fill you in on what's going on, but hold your ground against whoever may be coming off of that boat," Her voice emphasized the ending two the girls, knowing both of them are quite friendly and almost pushovers against the other dogs. She nodded and continued on her way back to the jail, her tail curled over her back while her paws kicked up sand with every step. 'We already have mouths to feed, why do we need more? Why do these humans want us dead?!' An inner voice screamed at itself within her brain, all of her fears and worries about the pack slowly coming to light. She'll have to keep her cool around everyone else before something else goes wrong.
While being stuck in her own head, the girl was barely paying attention how close she was getting to the sibling pair. She accidentally bumped into Lyla which caused her become fully aware of her surroundings and of the situation. "My apologies. But due to recent matters, you and Luka must follow me and fix up the dining hall. They're dropping off more," Raven practically growled at the end, lifting her head to look at the sister to the brother. Luka always confused the girl emotionally and mentally, making the two parts becoming unaligned within the one dog. Her amber eyes caught the brute's own amber orbs for possibly a moment too long before clearing her throat and turning her head. "Follow me," She tried to keep the firmness in her voice while it struggled to get away. No other words floated from her muzzle as she brushed past Lyla and Luka, heading into the prison and down the hallways.

Raven continued to walk silently with the faint sounds of her claws clicking against the old and dirty cement floor. Her chest was slightly puffed out despite her ears being pinned to her skull. Everything is quite complicated at the moment for her, almost everything ranging from emotions, mental state, and then the anxiety from this boat. It's all not going well for her but she'll have to suck it up and deal with it anyways. Once inside the dining hall, her nose automatically sought out any scents of food. Any newcomers do not get fed unless they can hunt first. The faint scent was almost deceiving if it weren't for the rabbit remaining on the table from this morning. She sunk her fangs into the ear of the small creature, lifting it off the cold slab of metal to swing freely underneath her jaws. It would be a short journey, as she was taking it across the room to sit beside her in a tall pile of unused sheets, clothing, and even at the top a real human skull as a scare factor. It had been marked with claws and teeth marks from your truly.

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♔（ Hᴀʀʟᴇʏ ） " Sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀ; ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴅɪᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ "
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[ male ] [ nm; chocolate or rain ] [ four years ] [ no crush ] [ newcomer ] [ tagged with Gaia/Panther ]

⇨ The chocolate eyed canine watched the female fearfully squirm inside her cage before coming to the realization that she would be put through any harm. His eyes flashed some sort of compassion, feeling bad for the girl and what she must have gone through to believe that he would harm her. Harley backed away from the cage to give the girl some room as she crawled out of the cage awkwardly before looking back into her equally brown eyes. He didn't say anything at first, just letting himself scan her body before noticing that the girl was missing a leg. 'That explains the fear,' a small internal voice almost whimpered at the sight before raising his gaze again when noticing her speak. Besides her leg missing for a reason unknown to him, she was a rather pretty female. At least from what he could tell in this lighting.
"The pleasure is all mine sweetheart," His voice came out smoothly, flashing a small smile in hope of calming her down before speaking once again, "A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. The name's Harley but you can call me whatever you'd like." A slight wag of the tail was enough to know that his words were genuine along with the little smile that rested on his face. His eyes searched hers for a few moments before opening his jaws - and then was interrupted and scared out of his fur.

Harley didn't physically jump, but a flinch was obvious at the sound of another voice. At first, he thought it came from some stowaway human until his gaze landed on another cage somewhere behind him. It was the snarls of fear that caught him off guard first until actual words reached his eardrums. His ears flattened and his lips were raised in a slight snarl, moving his body to stand in front of Gaia. The voice sounded scared, but the male wasn't in any mood to take any chances. "We're being shipped to Hart Island, I'm sure you've heard of it," He began while slowly taking cautious steps into the darkness toward the male voice, "The island of unwanted dogs." It only took a few moments to reach the enclosure that held the voice, which turned out to be trapped inside the cage rather than next to it. His face was pressed against the bars as the rest of his body looked uncomfortably crammed against the walls of the container. The loner scanned the dimly lit eyes of the canine before speaking once more, "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm also going to let you out if you do not become hostile and attack." Unlike with the female, he held a much more firm tone before sinking his teeth into the awkward latch. It was different from Gaia's cage which caused him to take a few minute longer. After a while, a satisfying 'click' sound erupted from the contraption between his teeth. The door slowly opened with the light tugging from Harley before he backed away to stand in the space between the unknown male and Gaia.

Silence hung in the air between the three dogs before a sudden jolt of the boat sent the Belgian Malnois off balance. His claws dug into the old wood flooring, struggling to stand upright until the water vehicle finally came to a stop. The chocolate of his eyes slightly widened when looking from Gaia and the black brute still lying inside his containment cage. "That must be us. Just stay with me and we'll play by ear," He suggested, lifting an eyebrow for any disagreements before walking toward the exit that he first came into. Standing up on his hind legs, his paws pushed forward with the amount of force that would take a child to push open a heavy front door for it to open back up. Fresh salty-sea air filled his lungs instead of the grimy fish scent that still hung to his pelt despite his usual rain smell. Slowly he made his way to the front of the boat, gazing upon the sandy land before him. To his dismay, two dogs appeared to already be waiting for them below.

[Butter Dragon]

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[ male ] [ five.five years ] [ lead scavenger ] [ tagged with -- Avalon, Raven] [ on the beach ]

Watsky nodded, respecting his alpha's decision even if it wouldn't have been the one he'd made if he were in charge. To Watsky anything Raven said was right, not just in a higher rank respect but he saw her as inelegant and talented and thus far she'd never led him wrong. So why start doubting now? As she walked away and towards the jail and silence hung between himself and Avalon, Watsky began to think about the possibilities that the newcomers could bring. Of course, there was the obvious, tests. Or... What did Raven call them? Oh yeah, the "trials." To Watsky the name Raven had dubbed their series of challenges was a bit dramatic, though still an adequate description of what was to come.
Watsky had to endure it himself, though the way it was done had changed a bit since he had come. In the beginning, when he was in them, it was more a way of placing you in the pack since it was still small and, unlike now, any new dog who could be of use was welcome. He wasn't fond of the fights, he would only watch them if Raven asked him to guard the newcomers. Of course he knew that there was good reason for them but even so it seemed somewhat sad that these broken dogs went from their broken lives immediately into a new and seemingly violent pack.
He shook away his concerns, and the sand that was stuck to his fur, and looked at Avalon. "Ready for introductions?" he teased, knowing full well that they would be lucky if the newcomers didn't try to fight or run. In any case "introductions" was a more than mild way to put it.

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[ female ] [ four years ] [ newcomer ] [ tagged with -- Harley, Panther] [ on the boat ]

Gaia blushed, as well as any dog could blush, at his pet-name. She had no doubts that Harley was the kind of dog to call any female he met "sweetheart" but she still couldn't help but feel special and warm by his easy going nature and calming words. She almost argued with him over his calling her beautiful but decided she'd rather him keep calling her it even if she didn't believe it herself. She was drowning in his eyes as he said his name, Harley.
At the sound of the name Gaia was reminded of those old timey movies she'd stolen glances at when her owner was re watching old cowboy movies. Harley seemed like the kind of canine who'd be rearing to run along side a wild, western, widower seeking revenge on those who had killed his precious woman. Or maybe she'd misunderstood the plot of the movie. Either way it wasn't hard to envision him galloping next to a horse as him and his owner escaped the sound of gunshots and whoops behind them.
It felt like she was in a movie herself. Nothing felt real, she wasn't sure if it was shock and fear or the butterflies fluttering in her rib cage but either way she was finding it to be a hard time as she tried to organize her thoughts and separate them from her emotions. Unfortunately as her puppy love began to subside fear kicked into overdrive when she heard the voice of another male. She was about to jump to hide behind Harley but he beat her to it, stepping in front of her as though he was her shield. That gave her some comfort but as he fiddled with the lock she could feel her heart begin to race. The canine inside the box was intimidating to say the least. He was massive, or at least seemed to be in the shadows of the ship. Gaia whimpered and stepped closer to Harley who had gone into protective mode rather than calming. She could only hope and pray that this strange black dog meant them no harm.

[spotthecow]

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subordinate :: fae :: three years :: tagged; vixian, avalon, watsky
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xxxxxThe blue Merle Border Collie was slowly walking to Raven and the two Lead Scavengers, unable to contain her curiosity much longer, when she heard a bark of excitement from one of her fellow packmates. The fae turned her head to greet the subordinate, a spotted black and white fae, Leilani had learned was called Vixian. "Hello there, Vixian!" The Border Collie smiled as she spoke, her voice soft and sweet like candy some of the packmates may have said. "I'm doing well, actually," Leilani's chocolate brown eyes flickered towards Raven, Watsky, and Avalon steadily before talking again. "Yet I'm genuinely curious about what's happening as well, I was about to ask Raven, would you'd like to join me?" The silky fae's tail swished between her legs and she tilted her head slightly to the right. What could possibly be going on... Leilani wondered to herself, uncertain whether she actually wanted to know or whether she dare not ask. Hopefully nothing bad... ( keeping this so vixian can still answer)

The blue Merle Border Collie continued speaking to the friendly spotted fae, until she noticed Raven had approached them rather quickly. As she spoke with a serious manner, Leilani nodded sternly, her thoughts captivated by the boat. Perhaps more of us? She wondered to herself, taking note of Raven's hinting voice. With a soft bark of "yes, Raven," the fae's chocolate brown eyes soon watched Raven off, before turning to Vixian. "We better get going!" Leilani spoke, a warm smile replacing the worried frown on her muzzle.

The fae padded to the Lead Scavengers, keeping a careful eye on each of them and the boat in between. "Good morning, Watsky, hello there Avalon," She spoke with a light smile, ears perked up with curiosity. "Raven sent us." (ehhh sorry wb)