Its a long way home.. (Dog rp, new and accepting)

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Alue
Female ⊰ Four ⊰ Scout ⊰ Crush;Ekana ⊰ German Shepherd ⊰ Tags;Sniper~Mikil

The female Shepherd moved softly as she pushed her way out of the cage listening softly to the younger female shepherd. Her back leg was wounded pretty bad as a few soft drops of blood tumbled to the ground. Her ears pinned back as she moved to the female leaning softly on her, "Alpha.. I hurt my leg badly. One of the spikes was loose in my cage and cut me" She said softly her ears pinning down as she glanced around the building softly. Her leg began bleeding more as the crimson blood now coated the fur around it. She softly leaned again on the other female her nose twitching softly letting out a whimper of pain.

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Ace
Male ➳ Five ➳ Lead Scout ➳ Crush;Open ➳ Belgian Malionois ➳ Tags;Mikil

The male nodded softly listening to her orders, he had to admit the female was kinda cute but for now his mind was set on getting his pack out. He fraction leader licked his muzzle as he moved over to Jaspers cage, he did the same as the other dogs were pulling at the pin with his muzzle before shivering slightly as the pin began dropping from the cage. The door swung open freeing the brute before ace made his way back to Mikil. He stood there softly twitching his nose before glaceing around as he watched his alpha with interest.

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Bleu
Female ✿ Five ✿ Lead Hunter ✿ Crush;Open ✿ Siberian Husky ✿ Tags;Lilith~Caddaric~Lassie

Bleu softly followed her ears perking up, she was going to protect her beta at any cost. Although the female was not large and she might be five years old she could hold her own. Turning to Cabbaric as she softly nodded, "Good idea. Although i think we should split into two or more groups, the humans might find us and it would be much easier to sneak out in smaller groups." Her nose twitched as she looked around. Other dogs where still in cages but one caught her eye, Lassie. She moved softly sniffing at the cage before pinning her ears back. The lock was much worse then the others so it would take much longer to brake, if ti was even possible.

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Bandit
Male ♚ Three ♚ Fighter ♚ Crush;Open ♚ Pitbull & Bullmastiff ♚ Tags;Sniper~Ekana

Bandit shook his head as he softly looked around "I'm not sure where the other are" He spoke softly his voice quite as he did not want to attract the attention of the humans. He softly looked to his alpha before nodding as he looked around again, "We could try to sneak around the humans if there are less of us. One of the fighters could attract there attention well the others attack" He spoke softly his tail swishing as he looked to his alpha. "The smallest would be the one to attract the humans and the larger ones would attack. It would take about two or three of us to take down a human" He spoke softly his tail twitching as he looked to the other fighters.

[chase.]

Sniper
He listen carefully to blue "You need to stay with the beta, she will lead the non-fighters out to safety while me and the fighters deal with the humans."he said sternly but calmly, he then listened to Bandit "We could use your idea but I want to make sure that all dogs are out before we sort out everything else."he said not turning to look at them, he was still to busy seeing if the lock was loose witch to his disappointment it wasn't.

(There are no spikes in the cages)

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<I meant that one of the pieces of metal was twisted and she got herself caught. Sorry did not clarify>

[GutterPunk]

Backgrounds dont fit rp.

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✏ [ introduction ] This handsome fellow is Daemon, a 3 year old german rottweiler who belongs to no pack, he prefers to be alone.
✏ [ temperament ] Daemon is a typical stubborn rottweiler. He'll stand his ground and will not respect anyone if they don't respect him. He is king of a flirt, subconsciously and sometimes it just happens. He normally sticks to himself, but hates being alone. Daemon is kind of odd.. He's very guarded, won't let anyone close, and rarely is playful or friendly. He won't attack, he's just indifferent. Most of the younger dogs avoid him because he's chased them off. He won't hesitate to attack, but does it in a more logical way than just leaping into it. If you can get close to him, he will protect you with his life. He'd never tell, but he wants pups some day, and a mate. He craves love, and wants nothing more than that.
✏ [ backstory ] Daemon didn't grow up the best way. He was born without a father, and two months after he was born, his mother left him and his siblings [if you'd like to play one just tell me. Must be part rottweiler] to fend for themselves. At the beginning, he had 4 sisters and 3 brothers. They grew up together, learning to steal food from the older dogs and occasionally hunt. Since food was scarce, 2 of his sisters left to find somewhere where there was more food. One of his brothers died, and one of his sisters died. His two other brothers stuck around for a little bit, before one left in search of the two sisters. Daemon learned to steal and fight successfully and by the time he was 1 1/2, was bigger than most the other dogs. They didn't bother him too much, and he didn't search out trouble. His brother and sister shared an old rusted out truck in a junk yard. Daemon got the back seat, most comfortable and roomy. his brother got the bed of the truck, which he filled with moss to make more comfortable, and his sister got the front since she was smaller. They stuck around for a bit until Daemon found a fae. He loved her with all his heart. He always brought her food, made sure she was okay, protected her, and they were going to have pups together. One day a new dog came around, a nice looking husky shepherd mix, and she left for him. Daemon was heart broken. He grew cold and aggressive, and his siblings no longer liked being around him. They left to find another place, and Daemon still sleeps in the back seat of the rusted truck.
✏ [ appearance ] Daemon is a rottweiler, with the typical black and rust markings. He is quite the looker, and stands confidently. He has a docked tail and beautiful melted chocolate eyes that seem like they see right through you. His muzzle has a few scars on it, but barely noticeable. He also has a nick in his ear. He has a deep voice, which is quite soft, but can be sharp as knives.
✏ [ love life ] Daemon currently doesn't have a love life, although he does like to flirt with the faes around the junkyard. He doesn't really want to get close to anyone.[If you'd like to be mates/crushes with Daemon, let me know.]
✏ [ family ] As far as he's concerned all of his family is dead.
✏ [ extra bits ] Nothing important.
form credit goes to chemical--

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✏ [ introduction ] This sweet heart is named Whiskey, or Kiki to her close friends. She is a 2 year old german shepherd x husky mix. Unlike in the picture, she has one blue eye and the other brown. Whiskey belongs to the pack as a healers apprentice. (If not possible then omega)
✏ [ temperament ] Whiskey is just about the sweetest they come. She has a heart of gold, and just loves everyone. She is still very young so has a bit of playfulness to her. Whiskey won't snap at anyone unless something serious is happening, and even then she's quite gentle. She loves pups, and would love some of her own someday, but no male has caught her eye yet. Whiskey doesn't care where you're from, what you look like, how big or small you are, or what you eat as long as you're a decent dog. Even though she's young, she does enjoy quiet, and has a few secret spots she likes to go to. She is understanding and will listen to anything you have to say, and will have a meaningful conversation with you. That's one thing she's good at. Deep conversations. She's not too good on the small talk and is a bit awkward in social situations. She is very fearful, and not very liked in the pack.
✏ [ backstory ] Whiskey didn't have too hard of a life, she was close with both her parents. Her father was a german shepherd, average saddle back pattering, her mother a red husky. No one really knows how she came to be completely white. Her father was a stray dog, and her mother an omega for the pack dogs. They fell in love and had her, and two other still born pups. Whiskey's father wasn't around, he refused to become a pack dog to care for her and her mother, so she doesn't much care for him. He died in a fight over a small rabbit with another junkyard dog. He wasn't a bad father, just didn't think. Her mother was the fae everyone wanted. She was a beautiful red husky. No one knew who the father was, and for the better. Whiskey's mother is still around the pack, just not so close in it. She often sleeps outside and is now unranked. Whiskey took over healing duties, and is quite good at her job.
✏ [ appearance ] Whiskey is an all white german shepherd x husky mix with one blue and one brown eye. She is pretty, but is often to clumsy to impress anyone. Her voice is often soft and quiet, but not always.
✏ [ love life ] Ha, she's too awkward to have one. She'd love to get with someone, and have pups, but she's socially challenged and is shy. She has a few brutes she has a little puppy crush on, but doubts anything will happen[If you'd like to be mates/crushes with Whiskey, let me know.]
✏ [ family ] All that Whiskey has is her mother, but she isn't around much anymore.
✏ [ extra bits ] Nothing special yet.
form credit goes to chemical--

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✏ [ introduction ] This is Hodur, also known as Hod, he was named after the Norse god of darkness and winter. Hod is a four year old full bred Cane Corso, also known as the Italian Mastiff.
✏ [ temperament ] Hod was a playful dog, always messing around and playing jokes on others. He was also quite happy as a puppy. Once the accident happened with his youngest brother, Baldur, Hod changed. He was only a year old when that happened, but as soon as it did he changed. He became cold, some may say aggressive, but he just didn't tolerate anything. He doesn't like others getting close to him. He occasionally will let someone in, but quickly regrets the decision and pushes them away. He's sweet to pups, but not in the way you'd expect. He knows how pups work, so he'll basically train them to be killers without anyone knowing because it just looks like innocent play. IF you can get close to him, he may change, but no ones been able to, and those few who did.. Well, no one knows what happened to them.
✏ [ backstory ] Hodur was born to two full bred Cane Corsos, named Odin and Freya. He was the middle pup of three, the youngest named Baldur, and the oldest Vali. For the first year things were normal. Hodur was a very playful pup, as was Vali. Baldur was more calm and collected. Hodur and Vali would play jokes on Baldur a lot, but it was still obvious how close Vali and Baldur were. Hodur always felt excluded, which in a way made him secretly resent his younger brother. One day, they decided to play a joke and pretend Vali was drowning in the freezing lake. Vali was just going to jump out and scare Baldur when he wasn't expecting it, and that'd be the end of the joke. Vali was hiding in the dense winter trees as Hod ran back to where his brother was and started yelling about how Vali needed Baldur's help. Baldur immediately ran to go rescue Vali, but took the wrong way and ended up where there was a drop off a few feet out into the frozen lake. Vali saw him and went to run over and scare him, but he was too far away when he saw Hodur run towards Baldur. Hodur ran full force into Baldur's side, who stumbled and fell into the deep water, it almost immediately freezing back over. Vali knew that Baldur couldn't swim, especially in the cold lake, but Hodur didn't care. Baldur yelped and quickly came unconsious to the water filling his lungs. When Vali got there and pulled him out, he was already dead. Hodur claimed that he didn't mean to kill him, but Vali never believed him. Hodur turned and ran into the woods, just as Vali started yelling about revenge for his little brother. Hodur hasn't seen him since. Since then, he's been wary about anyone else. He really didn't mean to kill his little brother, but didn't mean for him to survive either.
✏ [ appearance ] Hod is quite handsome, but also intimidating. He is quite a large and muscular brute, with an all black coat except for a small patch of white on his chest and throat. His parents used to joke that the patch on his chest was where his heart froze his fur. He has a docked tail and cropped ears, as this is the "preferred" look for the breed. Hod's eyes are a bright amber color and he has a german accent.
✏ [ love life ] Hod doesn't have a love life, at least not yet anyway. He's cold to everyone, so no one has really tried getting close to him. If you tried hard enough, maybe, just maybe, he'd open up. I wouldn't recommend it though.
✏ [ family ] Hod's family is all dead, and he has no living siblings in his mind.. He had two brothers, and his parents. His parents, Odin and Freya, passed naturally, his brotherBaldur was killed, and Vali is still alive, but will not hesitate to kill Hodur if they meet again.
✏ [ extra bits ] He will become blind later in the role play.
form credit goes to chemical--

[chase.]

{accepted, what are their ranks?)

[GutterPunk]

(It says in the introductions, but Daemon is loner, Whiskey is healers apprentice, and Hodur is rouge.)

[chase.]

Sniper
He looked at Alue, "Will you be able to get outside with the pack?"he asked "once were outside and over the small hill we can get the med dog to look at it, he then went to find Daisy, "Would you be able to raid the storage cupboards and see if there is any bandages or anything use could use incase someone else gets hurt?"he asked before running back to lassie,

{All the dogs start off as a pack but I guess I could let that one slip c:)

[GutterPunk]

(Well I was thinking Daemon may join but be distance, but Hodur is rouge, he hates being around others.. plus it'll be interesting with him following them trying to get back 'home')

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{that's fine by me c:, you can start if you want}

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(Am I accepted?)