:|:|The Dog Pound|:|: NEW!

[Fork]

pic: Picture's too big
name: Sarge
breeds: A mix of a lot. The first generation was a merel Husky, and a black lab, then one of the pups mated with a great dane, then one of their pups mated with a saluki, and then after a lot of gernerations breeding with pittys to get to this size, his mother was mated with a chocolate lab
gender: Male
crush: none

pic: Too big also
name: Unnamed Glory (Call me Glory)
breeds: Husky, and some type of mutt
gender: Female
crush: Nahhh

[dooze]

(Accepted)

[r a d i a n c e]

Laika looked over,and saw Reb.She smiled,and dipped her head."Has anyone looked at you today?" she asked,talking about adoptions

[Sharubii]

(( Yay, more rpers! ))

Sketch sighed and sat down, bored out of his mind. He started to watch the others passively, not particularly paying attention to anything that was going on.

[dooze]

"No one other than you!" Reb laughed, wagging his tan, stubby tail. It had been cut off by his previous owner.

[r a d i a n c e]

Laika snickered,and smiled again."Does,anyone even care about us?" she asked out of curiousity.She tilted her head,and waited for Reb's responce.

{{Just to let you know,Laika has a russian accent }}

[dooze]

(I can't imagine a russian accent right now so I'm just imagining it's scottish XD)

"There's someone." Reb promised. "It's just the matter of them finding us - obviously we can't go anywhere to find them!"

[Sharubii]

Sketch went over to Daisy and nudged her awake. Daisy blinked her eyes open and yawned.

"What do you want?" she asked grumpily.

"Just bored," Sketch mumbled, and sat down next to her. "Entertain me."

"You're such a child," Daisy replied.

[Fork]

Thank you. :3


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Sarge sat in the large cage. His ears down, and his chocolate brown eyes gazing through the large bars. A little girl pointed at him but her parents snorted, disgusted. He sighed, he was disgusting, everyone was, we are all mutts that have no families besides each other. He was just brought in with Unnamed Glory, and she seemed to be happy, prancing around, showing her classlessness, and her clean Merle fur.


Unnamed Glory was prancing around at the bars of the large pen that held all the dogs together, she was jumping of the side, and wagging her tail, trying to get someones attention. At least she didn't smell like Sarge, whom was shipped here from Britain with her. Sarge smelled like a wasteland, as she recalls it.

[aric]

Picture:

Name: Jeb
Breed: Jack Russell Mix
Gender: Male
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