Just B R E A T H E [Semi-Lit Canine Roleplay]

[wolverine♥]

(Thanks! <3)

Sloan plodded through the abandoned alleyway quietly, his fluffy ears pricked for any sounds of approaching dogs or humans. The Akbash sighed, lowering his head with a pang of sadness. Would things get any better for the dog? The day before, the dog-catchers had caught sight of him and he was chased for half a day until he finally lost them in the maze of alleys. He was now filthy and exhausted, not to mention hungry. As if in reminder, his stomach rumbled. Sloan raised his head and looked around, his golden-brown eyes searching the bleak surroundings around him. To his left, a banged-up trashcan lay on It's side. This'll do, he though, padding up to it and sticking his head inside of it with a grunt.

(Arg...I have to go! Sorry i couldn't finish it. C;)

[ossa di cervo]

Killer
As we walk among these shadows, in these streets, this field of battle.
Take it up, we wear the medal, raise your hands with burning candles.

Killer woke with a start as he lay in the old abandoned alley he'd found the night before. The moment he woke, his head jolted up and he bounced to his feet and began to chase his tail. He was snarling viciously as he went around in circles and snapping out like there was some other dog trying to kill him. While doing this, insults flew from the dog's mouth, most of them would make his mother cringe if he stopped to think. But Killer never really stopped, nor did he really think much to be honest. Sweat began to form under Killer's coat as he ran and ran in tighter, and continually tighter circles, always trying to get his tail.

Abruptly the dog stopped with his circles and sat at attention, his ears perked and his snarl gone. Perfectly gone. He looked like he'd just gone for a run though, the way his sides heaved up and down and the sweat covered his coat, but Killer held back any pant that sat behind his teeth. Finally, the dog mutter, "You win.. This time." and he shot a glance back at his tail before standing and beginning his stroll through the gracious city streets. Upon exiting his alley, he saw a rather strange sight. Three dogs crowded together near the beach. His head tilted, but rather then running across the street to them, Killer turned away. He knew better then to run into a street that was busy with cars speeding back and forth. Perhaps he'd see them later on. So Killer continued to walk down the street, in perfect view of passerby's when he heard a grunt echoing from an alley. Of course, none of the Humans heard it, Killer himself barely heard it.

But Killer decided he'd rather find this dog then any old dog-catcher, so he began down the alley, only to find more twists and turns. Another outbreak occurred for Killer and once he was sweat drenched and tired again, he moved on. He soon found what he was looking for. A rather large dog, digging through some trash. "Heeeeey..", Killer spoke as he moved closer to the dog, his head low in curiosity and his short, docked tail wagging furiously, "Who're you? And what're you doin' lookin' through the trash?" Killer finally got close enough to realize just how dirty this dog was and laughs broke through his chest, "I'm guessing you found yourself some dog-catcher? They're always fun." The doberman sat, his tail still wagging as he waited for Sloan to answer his many, obvious questions. While waiting the dog gave into the "pressure" and began to pant, after throwing a growl back toward his tail.

((Hope you don't mind Killer sayin' hi, Insanity's Child. Especially since you said you weren't done with the post.. But I figured you might/possibly not mind. :3))

[wolverine♥]

(It's fine! ^-^;)

I know things are looking up
but they'll take us down
before anyone knows our name

Sloan quickly pulled his head out of the garbage can, his eyes widening in surprise and fear. "What?" He growled, whipping around, his ears pulled back. "I-I don't want trouble." He eyed the massive Doberman, skeptical. Sure, this dog looked fearsome, but he was acting friendly. For some reason, the muscled dog was drenched in sweat and panting. Maybe that dog-catcher tried to get him too? The Akbash mix drew himself up, still nervous. "I'm Sloan. I was looking for...well, a meal." He lowered his head slightly in embarrassment. Real dogs can hunt for themselves, he thought miserably. He raised his head again, noticing that the Doberman was still rambling on.

"The dog-catcher?" He narrowed his eyes are the mere name of the fiend. "No, they're not that fun. He almost got me." He shook out his pelt, relaxing slightly. He widened his eyes slightly as he threw his head mack and glared at his tail with an odd expression. "Um, are you okay?

[ika;]

--Morning everyone ^^

Tia moved restlessly back and forth, knowing that they really should now be moving for the safety of the rocks- the time taken to climb up there would certainly be a hold up, and they could use all the time they could get. But Tia refused to abandon the confused looking stranger to the fate of the humans; he seemed new to the city, and she could relate to the total sense of bewilderment that came with it. When she arrived, it took several kicks and a whole earful of yelling for her to realize that the humans here were not about to help her, that they didn't care. She wondered if this dog had found that out yet.

Relived as Blake stepped up beside her, she cast her eyes back over to Jude, who looked anxious to be heading off. She shifted her paws slightly, now allowing herself to relax in case they needed to run. Perking her ears, she drew comfort from the fact that she still had her friends, and they would soon be safe if they fled fast enough.

[Applesky]

Archie flicked his ears and looked around for.He wanted to run,he had a weakness spot though,Tia.If he left Tia would still stay and Archie didn't want that to happen.So he stayed,looking around anxiously.The smell around his was filled with fear and the stink of fumes.Archie gave a grunt of protest,humans drove too much.He sighed.

((Are we still running from the Van?^^))

[➳ hoot]

The Form;
Character's Name-Scarlet
Age-1 Year(Dog Age)
Breed [Can be purebred or mixed]-Beagle
Personality [Please be thorough]-
Gender-Female
Appearence [Picture]-Scarlet's ears are black with white tips.Her spotted body has little scars.Her tail is black with white sploches.(Sorry but this laptop doesn't let me show the pic..)
Appearence [What the picture doesn't show, ie. Height, scars]-........She has a necklace left by her mum and she never removes it
Display Colour [The colour your form will be displayed in on the members list] - Aqua^^
Anything Else?Scarlet now only owns 1 ear because when she was just a tiny pup,Her mum sacrifised her life for her but when she was scrambling into a hole,A wire cut her ear.By then,Her ear was severly hurt.But a month later,She met a cat,They had a vicious fight and at the end,Her ear got fully cut off
Breed [Can be purebred or mixed]-Beagle
Personality [Please be thorough]-
Gender-Female
Appearence [Picture]-Scarlet is a small dog with few scars.She has 1 black ear and her tail is also black

[ika;]

--Ho-Oh rocks, could you fill out a completed form with a picture please? If you can't upload it, I'm sure Google has a few that could be similar (; And we are, ღWolfღ ^^

[➳ hoot]

((Don't Worry then^^This Laptop Doesn't let me get the pic))

[Bearsy <3]

Blake turned to look behind them nervously, sweat forming a sheen over his chestnut coat in his anxiety. The stranger was the only thing keeping them from leaving, he knew that, but Blake couldn't force himself to leave the poor dog. No matter how desperate they were to get away, he couldn't live with himself if the large, obviously confused dog was caught, because they hadn't helped him.
Blake understood how the dog felt, is was very bewildering and distressing for everyone, but it was even worse if you were on your own, with no support or comfort. That was what Blake hoped he could offer to all his new friends, and maybe even find some others. It would certainly make living on the streets a lot easier for all the new dogs who would otherwise be alone and scared.
He stepped closer to Jude, nudging her with his nose softly, "Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

[Shiko Hayashi]

The Form;
Name: Izoku
Alias: Traveler
Gender: Male.
Age: 5yo= 36 human years
Birth date: December 7
Species: Dog
Breed: Mutt; Known breeds are Belgian Shepherd Dog (Malinois), Wolf; The rest remain unknown
Purebred: No.
Height: 94 inches
Weight: 150 lbs
Build: He's slender with a decent amount of muscle working up his length. He has large paws and a slim, slightly bushy tail that hangs a few inches above the ground.
Coat: He's a dark brown that's bordering on black. He has a few silver hairs on his chin and he has a light beige patch behind his left ear. His paws are a slightly darker shade of brown than his base coat and appear more black than brown.
Head: He has a long and slightly slender muzzle. His left ear is up, while his right ear is a little bit floppy. His floppy ear has a large notch in it around the middle of it's outer rim. He has black whiskers and a black nose that's speckled with a dusty gray. His tongue is a dusty pink with a splatter of black on it.
Eyes: He has medium sized eyes that are a light amber. He has small streaks of a darker amber in his iris that form a hazel ring around his pupil. They have a wolf-like shape that give him a serious look.
Scars: He has a large notch in his right ear. He has small scars that heavily criss-cross over his ankles, front and back, and he has three large scars on his back that are around his right shoulder blade.
Accessories: None
Pictures:

Speed: Average.
Stamina: Above average.
Strength: Average.
Fighting: High.
Intellect: Above High
Strengths: He's agile and lithe, despite his large size. He's not easily angered and has a patience that wins him many fights. He's skilled in deceit and can easily fool you.
Weaknesses: He's completely mute. This fact tends to get his enemies riled up and puts him in a bad situation. He trusts no one, and it pays when he's in need of a companion, or a fighting partner. He also greatly dislikes seeing a dog flaunting himself about, and that is one thing that will anger him. His anger is a bit of a drawback because when he is angered, he has a tendency to fight it out.

Personality: Izuko is a not very strange and is rather quite simple. He's a calm and patience dog who easily ignores insults. Long ago, he accepted the fact that he would have to survive, or die, and he will do anything to survive. He'll avoid a fight if necessary and if he can't, he'll fight hard and against the rules.

Although he's not easily angered, it is possible to anger him. What usually angers him is when a dog foolishly flaunts himself about, as if he thinks he can beat anyone. This is when his rage is kindled and he'll attack. His rage urges him to fight and kill the dog and this is a bit of a drawback as it get's him into many sticky situations. But most of the time he's pretty easy going. He's never lazy and he's always alert. He's not easily sneaked up upon and when he is, he has a few tricks up his sleeve.
Fears: He doesn't have many fears, but he does have this one big fear that is a huge draw back. He's terrified of fire. This drawback means that he has to use other means to keep warm. It also means that his enemies, lest they ever find out, can use it against him. It doesn't mean that sometimes he'll resort to using it, example, if it's winter and he can't find enough warmth. He just prefers not to.
Family: None. He once had a sister, but she was killed when they got into a rather sticky situation.