ｓｉｌｅｎｔ ｌａｕｇｈｔｅｒ || ｓｔｒａｙ ｄｏｇ ｒｏｌｅｐｌａｙ || CLOSED

[Break.]

--> ѕarιĸ

Thud. That was the simple sound Sarik's paws made as they hit the concrete below. He took a few steps towards the old laser tag building, before his body instinctively toward around as he heard a voice behind him. It wasn't a menacing and threatening voice, but a cheerful and delightful one. And the voice belonged to Myra, one of the other canines that wandered the park like him. He gave a curt nod to her, "Morning." The shepherd said in a monotone and reserved voice. The brute looked off into the fairgrounds behind the fae as she spoke. This dog was always on the look out for a possible meal. "I find it..comforting." Sarik said, replying to Myra's statement about how she couldn't fathom sleeping above the ground. He said it with a fraction of a smidgen of a smile, his voice also adding a small amount of tone to the word comforting. The shepherd glanced back down the fae for a second or two before his eyes returned to roaming the grounds, searching for the trail of a rodent or the rustling of a bush.

[arabmorgan]

m y r a
{ female } { kooikerhondje } { 2 years } { the sociable }

Myra's ears lifted slightly, a comical sight given her ears were floppy. "Mind if I follow along?" she asked, already trotting alongside Sarik. She didn't really know him very well, given how reserved he was, but he'd lived in the park long enough that they were vaguely familiar to each other. She looked around, keeping as alert as he was, but couldn't really resist breaking the silence for a moment. "There're quite a few new dogs here nowadays, I hope it doesn't get too crowded," she sighed, her plumed tail wagging slowly as she looked around. Suddenly, she broke off, prowling away towards one of the darker alleys they passed, her paws silent on the dusty ground. There wasn't any need to call to Sarik, it was an unsaid fact that despite their cautious friendships in the park, every dog fended for himself.

[bubiza]

yep, everybody's been accepted/reserved/whatever, it's just that since i'm on an iPod I can't add it in right now.
I will do soon, though.

[HP Fan]

{ Name } "I believe it is Akira; Correct me if I am mistaken."
{ Nickname } "Feel free to make me one, if you wish. Although, I remember at one point as a pup I was walking by a tiny two leg, and the tiny girl said 'Ma ma! It looks like Hershy!'... So I guess you could call me Hershy, but I might not respond right away."
{ Gender } "Female... Care to check?"
{ Age } "It's rude to ask a female her age... if you must know, I am three summers and three moons."
{ General Mood } "Cheery and Upbeat, but on those moments when I get very mad..."

{ Pelt Description } "I have a short pelt. It is the color of chocolate, pure milk chocolate. I like my pelt, sort of..."
{ Eye Color } "It is the color of my pelt."
{ Notches } "I happen to have just one scar... It is on the inside of my right leg, a now dark read line... I won't bore you with how I got it."
{ Features } "When my tail hangs, its tip autimatically has the tip curl up just a bit."
{ Build } "I have a strong build, although I swear to you I am not trying to brag. Despite strong musceles, i have a small frame, which makes me a bit smaller than the other fae's. And also, my back legs are only slightly longer, giving me a boost when I leap... So I'm good at hunting, I guess."

"If you really must know... I was born in the streets, in an abandoned mansion. They were two of the most wanted dogs in the city, having stolen a ton of food, my parents were. They were great, but it just didnt last. My father left us, and then my mum had my litter... My mom raised me until I was one year old, then said I had to discover the world on my own. I did... and ventured until I landed here, in the amusement park. A male mated me while I was here. We were good friends, but he fled like a coward when he realised we would be having pups." { Past }

{ Present } "Well, what's happening right now? Well... I have A slight crush on Sarik... hes so cute, but a guy like him would never notice me. I have a litter of puppies due soon, and I try to hide it, although it is almost painfully obvious. If anyone asks, I just say 'ok, you caught me, I've been eating a bit extra' and pray they ask no questions. I live here, obviously. I have an odd personality at the moment. Im friendly and caring at some times, and rude and agressive at other times. Just face it... I have an odd personality. But still, Im fine, admit it."

"I wish for a mate eventually. And pups... Not much else to say to you, as the future is the future, and I have no say in it... I only have a say in how to possibly create it." { Future }

[bubiza]

((ok, the list is up to date now.))

Miles growled at the small dog, before walking away. He wasn't going to get involved with some bratty dog who thought she was better than everybody else. More dogs seemed to have woken up by now, and a few were talking to each other. He wasn't going to talk to them, though; social situations had never been his thing, and he didn't want to change that now. Breakfast was still a priority, and he couldn't find food anywhere.

After a quick wash, which consisted of licking herself, Star was ready to grace the park with her presence. She strutted outside, before clearing her throat. "The Star is here!" she cried, hoping that everybody would stop and look at her. Nobody did, of course. This annoyed her, and she barked for attention. "The Star has arrived with stories to tell! Once I fought a..." her voice drained away as nobody looked at her once more. She was talking to herself. Looks like I'll have to do something vast, then. she thought.

[HP Fan]

( does that mean I was accepted? )

[bubiza]

((yes you were. when you submit your form you automatically are, it's just a matter of time before i can put it on the list depending on whether i'm on my laptop or ipod or kindle.))

[HP Fan]

( ah. Ok )

Akira slipped out of the forest. She made her home in the bordering forest, away from the others. She didn't want anyone to disturb her while she slept. The chocolate lab started towards the fairgrounds. Her tail wagged lazily. It was only a matter of time before someone realised she would have pups soon. But she would hide it as long as she could. She glanced around, looking any source of food. She was starving, and she had to eat double because of the puppies. She sighed heavily, stopping to scan the area. Akira then let her head lower to the ground, her chocolate nose snatching at the scents. Sarik. Myra. A rat. These were just some of the newer scents. She could faintly pick up the scent rabbit blood. She followed the scent of the rat, leading to a small hole in the ground. She started to dig at the entrance, flinging the dirt behind her. She quickly heard terrified squeals. The sound made her dig even faster. She snatched at the grey blur that was the fleeing rat, hearing a crunch as she bit down on its neck, instantly snapping its neck and killing it. She then lay down and pulled the fur from the rat, spitting it out, before starting on the little meat there was. She quickly finished it, leaving the bones. That did little to nothing to satisfy her hunger. She was starving.

[Break.]

--> ѕarιĸ

The brute's large pointed ears swiveled and pivoted on his head, searching and straining for the ever most slight of a sound. Nails scratching against a surface, or the leaves and sticks of a bush rubbing together as something pushed through them. But of coarse, he didn't hear much. The rodents and birds of this park grew accustomed to the dogs' presence, and grew more cautious and weary. "Go for it." Sarik responded to her question of tagging along, without glancing back at her. He continued to trot along the park grounds, his nose fairly low to the ground. His jet black nose twitched and moved quickly, scouring the gravel and concrete for a scent. However, he couldn't find anything. Nothing. One of Sarik's ears turned back towards Myra as she broke the stillness in the air by commenting about how many dogs there were here nowadays. "I couldn't agree more." The shepherd said with his nose still close to the ground. "There's too many here already." The canine's golden hinted eyes jolted up as he captured the slight movement of a push. His ears were strained forward, listening acutely for a sound. He heard something. Sarik got low to the ground and quickly but stealthily approached the bush. When he was a foot or two away, he leapt into it, his jaws white open and his pearly teeth glistening against the sun's rays. When he emerged, he came out with nothing but sticks and leaves in his mouth. The brute let out a low growl before his eyes flickered frantically around, trying to locate where the rat had gone. Sarik saw it dart out of the back of the bush, and he leapt after it. His legs pumped hard and quickly, it already had a jump start on him. His muscles were tensed, ready to turn on a dime if the rat changed directions.

[Barron]

Lulu.

"Oh, that's too bad" I said in a sweet, soft tone. I watched as he tired to track down a rabbit or something else maybe. I stood back not wanting to mess up his hunt, "You got this" I whispered, trying not to spook the animal in the distance. I looked around and couldn't help but smile, this place was beautiful. "Finn.." I stopped myself, and looked down at the dirt and grass. I knew Finn would have loved this place, the green grass, lots of room to run, and nature. I wanted so badly to tell him how sorry I was, and to lick his big black nose once more. I pulled my eyes back on Boer, and tired to stop my mind from thinking about Finn. He probably hated me now anyways, that was if he even made it out of that hell hole.