Within the ruins (closed, new thread)

[exempt]

(Jeez, this whole furniture thing is kinda annoying...wow, ann.oying)

Kiba heard footsteps behind him, and turned his head around to see Arizona. "Hello," he greeted before turning his attention back in front of them. "Find anything today?" He questioned, referring to nothing in specific. Food, threats, scents of a loner, whatever may apply. Once at his usual spot, the canine sat down in the short grass, stretching his front paws out in front of him before drawing them back in and straightening up. He was positioned with his back to the crumbling wall, facing outward so he could see any d-og walking through the park. He wondered for a moment where the rest of their pack members were. However, it was still early morning so it wouldn't surprise him if they were still asleep. He made a small grunt of surprise as he was knocked into and instantly rose to his feet, turning to see who it was. Realizing it was only Belle, he relaxed, nodding his slightly in greeting. "It's fine, no harm done," he replied with a small shrug of his shoulders as she apologized.

Cyris debated weather or not she should enter this town. Clearly, other d-ogs resided here though how many she had no idea. The last time she had happened to run into someone of the same species, she had only been met with hostility, which she had simply returned. Giving a mental shrug, the greyhound padded forward, weaving around some crumpled buildings as she made her way deeper into the town. All the while she glanced around, on guard.

The pup growled, thinking something had attacked him. Jay jumped to his feet, his eyes darting around to see who it was. Feeling naive, he realized it was the trash can he had hit which had knocked over on him. He quickly forgot about the bird feather he had been chasing when he picked up the smell of old meat. He followed it for a moment to the spilled contents of the bin, rummaging around in the trash. Pulling out a chick-en bone, he realized all the meat had already been pulled from it. It left only the smell, which seemed to taunt the small canine. Annoyed, he grumbled and wandered out of the alley, looking quickly around.

[Corvette]

[ yeah, not sure i'm liking the.. A.pril fools thing. where do.g is replaced with table. especially when rping.

instead of ra.ts you could replace it with rodents? ]

sheldon - male - smooth collie - four years - lead hunter - crush; open - mate; none - tagged; venice

Sheldon padded away from the other canines. He wanted to meet someone he hadn't.... necessarily hung around more than usual. Venice would be perfect for that. They'd never actually met before, except the occasional "passing by" and the nods to each other. But, today he was going to find her and meet her personally. Besides, Venice was one of Sheldon's hunters. Why not take the time to meet her personally? Pushing himself around the territory, the brute shoved his nose to the ground, trying to find the scent of the collie vixen. Grinning as Sheldon caught her scent, the male took off, ignoring the other canines. While he chased after the scent, he kept alert for rodents along the way. Anything to help the pack. Nothing. Oh well. Picking up the pace as the scent got stronger, Sheldon smiled as the tan and white spot soon became her figure. Flicking his tongue out of his maw in a soft pant, the smooth collie brute slowed his pace to meet the fae, "Ahh, glad I caught you." he said with his usual cheeky grin. "You are Venice, correct? Oh, of course I'm correct!" the brute beamed, "I am Sheldon."

[.KeithKogane]

Aurora took her morning walk threw a area of flowers on the far west side of the park. It had many trees but flowers at the sides of the trail. She walked along the trail, her blue eyes looking around at the flowers. This was the one place where the delta felt at peace, where the workd didn't go to crap. The husky's eyes sparkled in the reflection of the sunlight, a she took in the scent of the flowers. Aurora padded over to her favorite area, with white roses with red trims. She loved how the they looke and smelled, it kind of remind her of her mother. -open

Knox rested on his large rock, looking around camp. This was where he could keep an eye on the pack and help when needed. Never did talk much, though who would want to talk with him? All he is, is a fighter. A icy hearted fighter. That's been his life, and never had much affection from anyone. The most the d.o.g got from his owner Derek was a pat on the head. Never a collar, sine Knox always ripped them off. He staid quiet as his blue gaze looked around others, studying their movements and their behavior. A soft sigh floated from the brute's muzzle, feeling generally bored. -open

Felt like reposting

[Doctor.Who.]

Picture/description:
Name: toothless
Nickname: tooth
Age: 20
Gender: male
Breed: German Shepherd
Rank: lead healer
Personality: he is a bold, strong type who doesn't socialize with many he also loves squeaky toys he won't really talk to you unless it is conformable
Other:his little sister is midnight


Picture/description:
Name: midnight
Nickname: night
Age: 19
Gender: female
Breed: German Shepard
Rank: hunter
Personality: she is kind and she loves to help and always wants to help, if you make her mad, prepare to be ignored, also, if yo make her sad, just no, no
Other:her big bro is toothless

[exempt]

(The rank of lead hunter is already taken, but other than that accepted. Just choose a different rank for toothless.)

[Doctor.Who.]

(fixed it)

[GhoulishDes]

N a m e:
"My name, well I suppose it would be Sasha."
N i c k n a m e:
"No. Don't even think about it."
A g e:
"Why does it matter? I'm a young adult with my life ahead of me."
G e n d e r:
"Female, are you blind?"
B r e e d:
"Catahoula Leopard..."
R a n k:
"Healer."
P e r s o n a l i t y:
"Well, I guess I tend to keep to myself. I'm slow to trust, but I'm a loyal friend, but I make a fearsome enemy."
O t h e r:
>.<


N a m e:
"I'm Axel."
N i c k n a m e:
"Nah."
A g e:
"Young, adult." Axel huffed, "Enough with the dumb questions?"
G e n d e r:
"Going blind, huh? I'm a male."
B r e e d:
"Doberman."
R a n k:
"Fighter!"
P e r s o n a l i t y:
"I can be arrogant at times, and a bit prideful. I don't trust anyone but I'm a loyal member of the pack."
O t h e r:
>.<

N a m e:
"I'm Okami."
N i c k n a m e:
"Feel free to give me one."
A g e:
"Young adult, I lost track of how many years." She chuckled.
G e n d e r:
"A female, of course."
B r e e d:
"A humbled mutt, but I believe somewhere along the lines of a German Shepherd and Husky."
R a n k:
"Hmm? Right now, I'm a simple hunter."
P e r s o n a l i t y:
"I tend to be shy, quiet, but I am slow to express my opinions. But once I'm mad, I tend to throw everything out there."
O t h e r:

[exempt]

(Accepted, I'll add them all to the character page now.)

[Doctor.Who.]

Toothless

he wondered the pack aimlessly, a bit bored may i add, he walked off to find something to do {open}

Midnight

she followed her brother {open}

[Corvette]

[ yeah, not sure i'm liking the.. A.pril fools thing. where do.g is replaced with table. especially when rping.

instead of ra.ts you could replace it with rodents? ]

sheldon - male - smooth collie - four years - lead hunter - crush; open - mate; none - tagged; venice

Sheldon padded away from the other canines. He wanted to meet someone he hadn't.... necessarily hung around more than usual. Venice would be perfect for that. They'd never actually met before, except the occasional "passing by" and the nods to each other. But, today he was going to find her and meet her personally. Besides, Venice was one of Sheldon's hunters. Why not take the time to meet her personally? Pushing himself around the territory, the brute shoved his nose to the ground, trying to find the scent of the collie vixen. Grinning as Sheldon caught her scent, the male took off, ignoring the other canines. While he chased after the scent, he kept alert for rodents along the way. Anything to help the pack. Nothing. Oh well. Picking up the pace as the scent got stronger, Sheldon smiled as the tan and white spot soon became her figure. Flicking his tongue out of his maw in a soft pant, the smooth collie brute slowed his pace to meet the fae, "Ahh, glad I caught you." he said with his usual cheeky grin. "You are Venice, correct? Oh, of course I'm correct!" the brute beamed, "I am Sheldon."