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

[ossa di cervo]

D.A.K.O.T.A.

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real.
I wanna find something I've wanted all along; Somewhere I belong.

Dakota grunted as she listened to Gamble speak, but she continued to walk forward. She wouldn't stop again, that was in her mind and the last of her thoughts, "Me name's Dakota." The 'mutt' listened to the sounds of Gamble walking back toward the lake and at the crest of a small hill, she turned and looked back down. She could see Gamble deep in the water and guessed the other two were in the house by now, though she hadn't been paying much attention. She howled loudly and slowly before turning and walking forward again. Back to town. Back to trash and humans. I could do with a few ear tugs right now.. Perhaps afterwards I'll go and look for more water.. Dakota yawned as she walked toward the humans city, shaking her head as she walked. It was a busy day and the dog couldn't wait to lay down in an alley and get some shut eye for herself.

((Lawl, I totally imagined one of those sunset scenes with Dakota howling on the hill. xD Ooooh, cheesyness. Heeeheee.))

[amato]

[gtg guys<3 see you all tomorrow!]
{Do I wait before I roleplay my new dog..? ]

Here’s the situation
Been to every nation
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You know my motivation
Given my reputation...

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The slow and tiring lapping of waves could be heard over the gentle thumps of Keona's heart rate. The dazzling sunlight beamed off the golden fur the Retriever worn, making her seem like the sun its self. Of course, the dog wasnt even interested in looks. She was far more into just getting over these rocks. She was on a low cliff side that had over millions of rocks jutting out of the sides and edges. Her soft pads became a somewhat hardened cover, and they scuffed around and sometimes even left behind prints of scarlet blood. She wasnt totally used to the wild, she even had a part time owner she visted and lived in a shed in their backyard. Thats were she rested, and enjoyed a relaxed life. But in the daytime, Keona was more adventurous in a way.

Slowly the fae settled among a good flat rock that just slanted, upwards to the blotted sky. The air was cool, not chill but not over heating. Just, perfect. And there was a windy breeze not to faint, but enough to ruffle the dog's fur. Keona let her amber gaze wash over the area; a calming ocean of a sort washed over the sandy land, some tiny looking dogs were bustling below, and far, far off there was a small figure off in the rocks. Maybe human, maybe another stray. There was so many, maybe too many. Maybe so much, they all might be hoarded back to the pound and get the 93% of being put down. Keona knew this because when she was once in the Pound they took her to a room of white and silver, and placed her on a metal, cold table. But not very long they removed her out of the room for some awkward reason. Humans were to confusing.

Keona's shallow mind begged her to sleep, she somewhat seemed drowsy. But her belly protested, and rumbled in anger as she shoved the aggressive thoughts away. She let her head hang in a swaying motion, and her eyes slowly closed. "No!" She yelped, getting up. Sleeping now wasnt the best. Maybe.. she could simply focus on something else, maybe something more fun. Like, raiding the shacks around the Ocean's bank, maybe find some humans on the beach and steal some food. Of course, Keona was gonna do this the cute way.

Elena
.........||Aм Ɩ тσ ∂ιɛ ғσя?||.........
||Ѳя ωιℓℓ ʏσʋ ℓιvɛ мʏ nɛϰт sтɛρ?||

"Yeah, Im Elena!" She yipped in a neutral voice. She turned her head around a few times. And watched Gamble, and accepted the idea to swim. "yeah, Swimming would be nice," She agreed in a small voice, and bounded after him as he slowly waded into the water. She copied his smoothened moved, and let her legs be washed up by the water. The water soaked in her drowsy feeling away, and somewhat gave her a new feeling. The water was a warm feeling, like pee. At the thought, it made her inwardly chuckle. Softly she lapped the salty water, and it made her nose scrounge in disgust. She pulled back, and slowly put her muzzle in the water by curiosity. Of course, it killed the nose of the dog. She snapped back as she accidentally sucked in water, making her throat burn in pain. "Dont do that!" She told herself, and sneezed out the remaining pain that oozed internally.

[Teacup-old]

I'm not giving second chances,
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g a m b l e
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so leave your tears where they fall.

Looking at the fae who appeared to be copying him, Gamble laughed, "This water isn't the best stuff for your nose. How old are you? You seem young." He circled back around the lake in a swift motion, his head being kept above the surface of the water. When his paws could reach the sandy bank that fell into deep water, he exited the water and shook out his fur.

He snorted, slowly walking up the steps to sit on the porch of the shed. He was walking up them an odd way, though. He stepped with his right paw first, then brought his left paw and continued this pattern until he reached the porch. Sitting in front of the door, he lied down, tucking his left paw under his chest while his head resting on his right arm so he could watch the territory.

As the sun set, it burned his eyes. He studied the newest fae's movements. She was a wonder; an odd acting one at that. Although she was cute, Gamble really only thought about both the faes he was watching over as friends. After being snipped as a puppy, he had no desire for love.

{I think you wait, but I'm sure you'll be fine if you don't post with her again. I'm really not sure though. Good night Sessko.}

[ossa di cervo]

⇒Killer⇐
The good life is what I need, to many people steppin' over me,
The one thing that's been on my mind is the one thing I need before I die.

Killer continued walking away as he practically forgot Sloan even existed after his collision with the wall. He stepped out onto the sidewalk that was bustling with people and cringed, "Well.. That's.. Ouch.." His eyes squinted in the sunlight, choking back growls as his eyes flicked to his backside then to the road. "How to get across.." The Doberman frowned, deep wrinkles showing in his fur before he darted out into the middle of the road. Several cars squealed to stops as the dog ran for his life, his eyes now the size of saucers. He tripped over the curb and went flying onto the sidewalk. He laughed hysterically on his back for a moment before standing and looking at his tail, "You see?! I have good choices too. Stupid." The Doberman turned again and began to head to the ocean. Sand between his paws would be nice and the canine had basically forgotten about the need for food. Basically he'd forgotten about everything all because of a simple crash head first into a brick wall. Never happened before.

Killer trotted through the grass, his head held high and a beat to his steps. He was getting attention as he walked past people, and through crowds. Hands ran down his back, though when they did, it usually made him jump and growl. Killer didn't have to best past, to put it lightly. His large, slimy, scarred tongue hung from his jaws as he walked toward the sand and when he caught sight of it, the dog dashed forward, bounding rather then running. Once his paws touched sand and he'd gotten far away enough from the humans, the dog took to rolling around with his paws in the air. He laughed while he flung sand into the air and barked to himself, occasionally growling and chew on his paws.

((I miss my Killer. ._.))

[pancreas]

. : J E S S I C A : .

Jess nodded at Elena, gesturing with her head to the hot dogs she had placed in the middle of the hut. She watched them both in the water for a while, then she turned away, moving into the back of the hut. She turned in a small circle, flopping down onto her stomach. She set her head on the floor, closing her eyes and making it seem like she was asleep. She rolled onto her side, drawing her legs closer to her as she let out a long sigh.

She was half-listening to the splashes in the water, but in the distance she could hear the barks and growls of another dog. Deciding it was nothing to worry about, she allowed her ear to flop down over her face.

[ika;]

--Keona's accepted <3 Fell off my horse again today xD If I'm gone, it's because I'm at the doctors for my lovely sprained ankle ;_;



Whαt α liƒe to tαke, whαt α bond to b r e α k;

Watching the male with sage eyes, Tia shivered as a soft breeze ruffled the short fur that grew in brindle whorls around her chest. It wasn't cold- but made her feel somewhat small, next to the infinite stretch of ocean not so far away from them, whispering sinister memories into her ears. She shook her head gently, clearing it. When the shepherd spoke, she found herself jolted back to conciousness again, and the female turned her slim head towards him again.

Baron... Tia repeated his name in her mind, giving him an encouraging smile. "I'm Tia." She introduced herself, moving a little closer to him and turning her back to the sea, her hackles smoothing once it was out of her sight.
At his next question, her heart gave an unexpected pang of sadness.
"I've only been here a couple of days at most. And I don't know- I don't know if it will ever make any sense..." Tia murmured softly. "It's all so loud and confusing- terrifying." Her ears drooped a little.

"What about you? How long have you been out here?"

I'll be missing y o u...

[Bearsy <3]

[center]Blake shuffled closer to the edge, trying to seem unthreatening, friendly. Baron... A brave, noble name. Perhaps he was a treasured guardian back at his home. He wondered what Tia and Jude's old homes were like, and where they were.
Blake had lived in a large house on the edge of the city, with his slightly over-the-top owner and her husband. Neither were big 'dog people'; they thought that they had to spend extortionate amounts of money on everything. They didn't give him the chance to be a dog, to his owner, he was just an expensive accesory, and to her husband he was a nuisance, but one he put up with, but only for his wife.
Shaking his head, Blake pushed the memories from his head, turning his attention to Baron and Tia.

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[Kalaia]

((I'm going to probably join as another character too. <3))


Character's Name- Sasha
Age- One and a half.
Breed- Siberian Husky mix.
Personality- Sasha's mother was a husky who belonged to a middle-class family. When Sasha's mother turned up pregnant and her human family was unsure of who the father was, they hoped and prayed that the puppies would be born purebred like their mother so that they could be sold. But when Sasha and her littermates were born, it was obvious that their father had not been a husky - one of her brothers had short fur, and one of her sisters even had spots. So as soon as the puppies were old enough to be weaned, they were dropped off in the middle of the night in a cardboard box in front of the local animal control. Luckily they escaped from the box before morning, and since then she has been living as a stray, surviving out of dumpsters and handouts from sympathetic humans. Sasha has a kind soul, but because she has had to learn to survive on her own from a very young age, she has a rough exterior and can be quite sarcastic and defensive. Deep inside Sasha dreams of being a pampered pet, but her mistrust of humans keeps her from that dream - and she would never tell anyone of her secret wish.
Gender-
Appearence [Picture]- See above.
Appearence [What the picture doesn't show]- She doesn't wear a collar, obviously.
Display Colour- This.
Anything Else?- Nope. ;D

[Teacup-old]

{Welcome to the family Kalaia!}

[Kalaia]

((Aww, thanks. Can't wait to get accepted and start. Been looking for some good, active, lit roleplays <3))