Race for Survival (Norwegian Lundehund RP, now accepting)

[Lucid Dreamer]

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Ꭶhira

"Ok!" she barked, wagging her tail. "What shall we do? Its getting dark."

Tyrant
The dog looked back at her, for once, letting his tail hang low until it skimmed his heel. 'Stay close' he warned, this time, his voice was levelled at a serious tone. He padded on, never once did he let his guard down. His head turned from left to right in a constant motion as he walked with the silence of a cat down the street.

[Kiraeagle]

Shira

Shira stepped forwards to walk alongside Tyrant. "Why?" she whispered, "Is it...dangerous?" She was quite excited actually and was liking the thrill of being out at night. It was also nice to be restrained by her collar.

[Lucid Dreamer]

Tyrant
He didn't reply, instead he dropped his head until it was level with his chest. His ears pushed forward and perked like a preying cats. 'Just stay by my side' he replied, his voice barley above a harsh whisper. He had decided to take on this tone, knowing he wasn't getting her full concentration.

[Kiraeagle]

Shira

"Ok." was all she said. She carefully imitated his posture so she too was creeping along. "We look like burgulars!" she laughed quietly.


((W.B)

[~NatureSword~]

((Guys, its in the middle of the day, not night. Just letting you know.))

[Kiraeagle]

(Ok )

[Lucid Dreamer]

Shira

"Ok." was all she said. She carefully imitated his posture so she too was creeping along. "We look like burgulars!" she laughed quietly.


((W.B)

Tyrant
Tyrant gave off a low growl, defiantly not seeing the funny side to this. He suddenly dropped to a crouch, his belly fur brushing the tarmac below him. His eyes became slits and his hackles raised as he moved forwards like a wolf.

[Kiraeagle]

Shira

Shira rolled her eyes but also crouched down, looking around "What is it?" she hissed, not seeing anything.

[Lucid Dreamer]

Tyrant
'This is why I'm named after the devil' he hissed as he suddenly lunged into what seemed like thin air. There was a ear piecing scream as his jaws locked around the throat of another dog, a thin, lanky mongrel. ((wb))

[Kiraeagle]

Shira

"Oh." she said, gulping as she locked eyes with the stray. "How did you see it?" She stepped back a few paces, backing into the wall. "are there any more?"