Within the ruins (Accepting)

[Corvette]

• name London
• gender Female or Vixen
• age Five years
• breed Irish Terrier
• rank Beta female
• wanted rank Alpha female
• crush None
• mate None
• offspring None
• parents Nevada ♀ Arizona ♂
• siblings None
• voice Reba McEntire

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xxxxbasic - london is a little fire ball, she's competitive yet friendly, she's often the one trying the hardest to complete something all by herself without asking for help unless she needs it. she's not a whiner and has a bit of a backbone to stand up to someone, whether it be a higher ranking dog or not. she's fierce and won't cower away from things unless she knows she couldn't handle it by herself, which leads to a bit of a sarcastic trait in her. london says what's on her mind and many admire her for that, although some don't. it will take a while for her to dislike like someone, but sometimes it happens faster with others. she's not really one for friends or foes, just whoever is willing to talk to her would be considered a friend, unless they said or did something to make her change her mine. overall she's friendly, competitive, sarcastic, quite intimidating, and fierce.

xxxxlikes/loves - london likes fireworks, to the point some may say she loves them. she loves the bright colors and that's where she got her nickname "fireball." london loves to have fun, whether it's running, chasing things, taking a walk by the beach or just hanging out with her friends, she loves to talk and even make new friends. she likes meat, and will hardly settle for dog food or anything. she really likes sunsets, especially the long ones on summer evenings. london likes the rain, whether it's heavy or just a light sprinkling. she loves to help others and especially pups. she has a somewhat soft spot for pups but she likes just about everybody so it's sometimes hard to tell.

xxxxdislikes/hates - london hates it when others call her "perfect." it honestly makes her feel weird because she knows she isn't. when others think she's intimidating; she doesn't hate it but she doesn't necessarily like it either, she believes it's because she rather large and may appear to be a wolf. she absolutely hates alphas, betas, deltas, or any dog for that matter who thinks they're better than everyone. london is quick to put that dog in their place if they start talking about their rank like it's the best and they are better than everyone else. people who think their funny when there not; honestly she doesn't mind it, and she admires it when others at least try to be funny, however she doesn't like it when they think their funnier than everyone else and they make the best jokes. london hates when others say this certain dog has been known to kill anyone in his way. it literally pisses her off and she'll dare the dog to come closer. she absolutely hates desperate females and rank lovers, she will butt into a female and male conversation if the male seems rather upset with the female. she hates when females go after a male for their rank which leads to her believing the females who aren't desperate should be leading packs and such.

xxxxhistory - london was born in california to a pair of irish terriers. the house she was born in was close to the beach and you could see it out the window, and ever since she saw it she wanted to go there. she wanted to run around in the sand and cool salty water. however it didn't happen until she got loose from her owners yard. she was just a pup and she had found a nice, rather large, hole in the fence and crawled out. however the neighbors doberman also decided to get loose. he was an aggressive male by the name of roscoe, and his owners were quite cruel to teach him to fight and kill. the doberman escaped is chain and began charging at the small pup. she began to bark and growl at the male even though it was useless. at least she thought, she began to run away yet her father jumped the fence and snarled at the dog. it obviously didn't scare the menacing dog away, but it did trigger him into attacking her father. her father lunged for the dogs scruff and easily pulled him to the ground, and he started to tear at hi flesh. london remembers hearing her father scream out "how dare you go after my daughter" and "she's just a pup!" however that's all she remembers about the shouting. the doberman left the fight early because he somehow couldn't win against her father, he left with a limp in his right hind leg and several bloody scars.

and london was scolded for leaving the yard, however it didn't go much past that. as she grew, she found out the doberman had passed, so she decided to go down tot he beach and this time she wasn't going to be stopped. she quickly made a beeline for the beach, and enjoyed herself in cool salty water. at age two, she was taken to the dog park. what a nice park! someone shouted in her ear, well, not directly, but it was loud. finally she was let off the leash and met nearly every dog. even the pedigrees. "the pedigrees are bad news!" some male barked, but she went up there anyway. she was yelled at by several pedigrees "you don't belong here!" or "scram! mutt!"

london was a little upset with the way she was treated by them. she didn't know what she had done yet she figured it out no sooner after they did. a group of mutts approached her and welcomed her to the park. she remembered telling them that it may have been a little late for that. gradually they became friends and london got a new rank; mutt. she was proud of it too. she'd much rather hang out with them then those pedigrees. however that "glamorous" life didn't last too long. soon her owners decided to move and well, she had to go along with them. but she didn't stay with them, she ran off and became a homeless mutt. unloved. unwanted.

now london happily helps lead a dog pack as beta female, without worry of humans or anything else.

[Corvette]

➳ name Westminster
➳ gender Male or brute
➳ age Six years
➳ breed Greenland Dog
➳ rank Loner
➳ wanted rank Alpha
➳ crush None
➳ mate None
➳ offspring None
➳ parents Unknown
➳ siblings None
➳ voice John Cleese

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Reserved, quiet, sarcastic, blunt, easy going, calm, grumpy, cautious, loyal, patient, friendly, playful, gentle, stubborn, nosy, clumsy, jealous, intolerant, active, serious, independent, sweet, mysterious, sometimes over confident.

[Fireleaf]

Name: Pandora
Nickname: Panda? No don't, she'll be annoyed.
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Breed: German Pointer
Rank: Lead Hunter
Personality: Pandora is a very responsible dog who takes pride in what she does. She likes to plan ahead of a hunt, and will most often blame herself if one doesn't go well. Her stubbornness can be a weakness of hers since she usually prefers to do things her own way. Overall, she's a pretty approachable and friendly dog, always willing to lend a hand.
Other: None


Name: Caesar
Nickname: None
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Breed: Husky mix
Rank: Fighter
Personality: Cocky, that is the word to describe Caesar, especially during fights where he'll try his best at taunting his opponent. His good temper makes it hard for anyone to anger him, and he considers this an advantage. If he's not busy helping his pack, he'll pretty much just act like his old laid back self, not showing much affection towards anyone. It's not that he's anti-social, he just doesn't want to grow too attached to a certain dog. Probably for fear of abandonment again. Despite his arrogant and irresponsible moments, he treats his pack mates fairly well and is always open to new ideas.
Other: None

[exempt]

( Everyone who has made a form has been accepted. )

[Corvette]

the beta female is finished ^^

[exempt]

(Alright, she's accepted, I'll add her momentarily. We can start Monday. I'm going camping tomorrow to Sunday. )

[exempt]

(Sorry for the wait, but we may start now! Just a reminder, this is right after the big flood from the dam. c: )

Kiba glanced around the now flooded roads. Many of the streets in the lower part of the city were at least a yard deep with water.The alpha dog honestly had no idea where any of his pack members where, or how many even survived. Of course, most of them knew how to swim, but a current such as that one had even brought him down under more than a few times. Shaking his fur free of water, he let out a stress-induced sigh, his gaze drooping to the ground for a few moments before back up again. Taking a few steps across the grass, he lifted his head into a howl. Then, he sat, waiting to see if anyone would reply, pack member or not.

Cyris swam steadily across one of the flooded regions of the city. She wasn't exactly sure where she currently was, but the tidal wave had brought her somewhere near the outskirts where the buildings were less packed together. She had been able to get up on one of the lower building's rooftop, where she waited until the dam's water had run out. Swimming forward, she pulled herself up onto a brick wall. It would have been too tall for her to jump up onto, but the water made it easy. Stretching out her front legs she winced and peered forward, down one of the long streets. She had just got into the town, but now she was seriously regretting it. During the flood a large piece of wood had smashed into her left forpaw. She wasn't sure how badly it was hurt, just that it felt like hell.

Jay wimped as he sat huddled in the corner of a building. Being a pup, he was a terrible swimmer, but a larger dog had saved his life by carrying him here. Now, he was unsure where that dog was and hadn't moved since. He shivered slightly, his gaze darting around in front of him. He was on the second floor, the first being completely flooded.

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Destry sat on a tall RV, which was on higher ground. The dreadful flood had probably killed if not injured many. It was very quite apart from the occasional song from birds and the constant splashing of water up against. She was very tired but knew should would be able to safely sleep on top of the vehicle. The dog stayed incase anyone came across her path that she could stay with and/or help. Destry heard a faint howl in the distance. Her ears immediately perked up and her head whipped in the direction of the sound. She howled back as loud as she could. The mix dog looked around for how to get to the dog on the other side. Her eyes quickly scoured for places.

[Corvette]

london sat alone on the first floor of one of the buildings, up until water came rushing causing her paws, most of her legs and some of her chest to get soaked. growling lowly to herself she began to trudge up the stairs and onto the second floor, to avoid getting wet. not that getting wet bothered her, however she would look ridiculous just sitting in water when she had the perfect opportunity to get up on higher ground. the beta female soon set her paws on the last step and took her place on the second floor. shaking her wiry tan fur coat she stuck her head out one of the windows which was no longer there, and watched the water rush through the empty street. she wouldn't admit it but she missed human companion ship. hands running over her back, head, and belly. nice warm beds to sleep in, and the occasional scraps at dinner time. letting a sigh escape her maw the irish terrier lifted her nose to the air to sniff at the scents. a scent however didn't catch her attention, it was a howl given to by none other than the alpha brute, kiba.

padding up the window she placed her paws on the ledge and threw back her head into a howl of her own, answering the alpha's call. hopefully the alpha was alright, after all this water could take any dog's life even if they could swim or not.


westminster had heard three howls, and no doubt they were pack members. however none of them seemed to be directed towards him or even howls to come across as threats. he was safe, for now. finding a good building to settle in, the greenland dog padded rather quickly through the rising water until he saw the first floor was flooded. he'd had to swim to the stairs and find the second floor. easy enough, right? ha! westminster huffed, diving in until he had found the stairs. he held his breath until his paws faintly touched the hard, wet board which he knew to be the stairs, and he didn't hesitate. finally on the second floor the dog was soaked to the bone. rolling his eyes hard the brute shook his long brown pelt, freeing him of most water. he spat out a bit of water until some movement, a little pup in the corner.

westminster began to pad towards the pup, his brow raising in curiosity. "are you okay?" west inquired to the pup, sitting down on his haunches to seem less intimidating. "are you hurt?" his english accent smoothly rolling off his tongue as well as his deep voice.

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Destry's head and ears soon turned in the direction of the other howl. She had no idea who these dogs were but she could ignore them. She howled again, this time a bit quieter. The dog remain extremely alert to not miss any other howls; or even barks if she happened to hear any. She strongly stayed standing to get a better view of the area. Her eyes scanned the horizon for any signs of life. Destry remember the last thing she heard before the flood. The wolf she'd been staying with said to her "Sugar, we're going down. Love will tear us apart. I cant let my love for you hurt you from now on. Thanks for the memories." Strike said before a wave brought him under. Destry loved him too. That day was one of the saddest she had ever been. She could not feel that way anymore."No. I must be strong!" The dog quietly said to herself. "No..." She muttered as she looked down and remember all the good times they had.