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

[Ollie.]

((O.o goodness you guys post a lot D:))

.:Jude:.

Hey Jude, don't make it bad.
Take a sad song, and make it better.

Jude looked back at her friends and padded back to them quietly. "Baron." she barked, wagging her tail, It sounds like a.. strong.. guard dog name.. Jude said to herself watching her friends as she sat down on the uncomfortable rocks. Her ears seemed to lay back slightly, feeling uncomfortable. "Tia, I think the humans gave up on the chase.." she said, shifting her body weight uncomfortably. Jude licked her chops and glanced at Blake from the corner of her eye, watching him shake his head, What is he thinking about..? she asked herself.

[ika;]

--Accepted 8D

Pluto;~
{The cruel nature of you and your kind ...I will not break, I will not bend, ...I will not go quietly, I will never bow down to them}

Pluto snapped his head in the direction of the sudden noise, as another dog burst into the hut. He was young-looking, with a reddish coat and a protective air about him. At his words, the hound raised a brow, flipping his ears toward him with keen interest. "You got yourself a temper there, fella. If you really interested, there's a loose board at the back. But I ain't here to distrupt anything, as I said to these ladies here, I won't hurt any of ya." He told the newest dog, feeling a little uncomfortable in the fact that there were now three dogs he did not know in here with him, but he held his tongue on this part.

At the strange dog's apology, Pluto lowered his own head. "No worries. Guess it was kinda rude of me to come bursting in here without checkin' first, too." Another voice reached Pluto, and he followed the sound to note it had come from the younger of the females. "If you'll have me here." He tried to reply as casually as he could manage, in an attempt to disguise the hope in his voice.

{So no more will you have your fun, I say no, I won't come...}

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Tia;~
{But of all these friends and lovers, there is no one compares with you}

Tia grinned widely as Jude greeted Baron, her own tail thumping contentedly on the ground of their den with a muted thud. When Jude adressed her, she nodded gravely. "It was a close escape. I hope that doesn't happen again- we could be too far away to get to anywhere safe."
She shuddered at the thought of what might've happened to her and her friends if the humans had caught up with them.

Arching her back in a long-legged feline stretch, the canine settled herself down again, tucking her muzzle underneath her hindlegs and curling in over herself, Tia eyed the water suspiciously. She trusted Blake's judgement that the tide would not come in, but she couldn't help thinking grim 'what ifs...' to herself as she lay down- her heartbeat skipping and upping it's pace a notch.

{And these memories lose their meaning, when I think of love as something new}

[Quackzilla!]

OOC: Does the 'accepted' refer to me as well? x3

[ika;]

--Yus :] <3

[Quackzilla!]

OOC: Thank you <3 Also, what time of day is it in the RP? :3

[ika;]

--I'd say early/late evening (:

[Quackzilla!]

||| Doli |||

...Tell Me What'cha Think You're Lookin' At...

Doli finally woke up; it was almost sunset, but it was just the time she wanted to be out. She needed to get to the dump, and it was always quiet there during the evenings. Stretching, she crawled out a hole in the side of the dumpster, and turned to look at her 'home'. It was an abandoned, rusted dumpster, but the smell of garbage was long gone from it. Doli, being quite smart, had found a hole in the very rusted side, and put all of the fluffy things from the dump she could find in there: bits of cotton, couch cushions, even comforters.

Blinking out of her trance-like state, Doli suddenly felt another contender for her time; her stomach growled almost as loud as she could growl. She knew the only place to get good food at this time would be the boardwalk; they also had something they called a 'Winter Carnival' there (which confused the dog, since there was no snow), so food would be plentiful. Doli never really loved going to the beach, mostly because of the other dogs. But, being a border collie mix, she had the energy to spare, and swimming was good for that.

So, the pretty young minx padded off, curving around what seemed like never-ending alleyways and paths until she could smell the salty-sweetness of beach water and fair food: the beach. She could already see dogs: tame dogs, stray dogs, they were all mixed in here. Growling in frustration, Doli stuck to the sidewalk, watching the waves from afar as she moved. She couldn't go charge in; showing them happiness would be showing weakness. With another sigh, she sat at the boardwalk's edge, peering down the long line of stands and wondering where the sucker with the food was.

...So I Think I'm Queen Elizabeth...

[amato]

.:|| K E O N A ||:.
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Keona glanced back at the girl, and slowly walked away. Thats one down, you could say. Some people with kids started to mill around, and even some with smaller and bigger dogs. But they ignored her, with ignorant and disgusted looks. Keona eyed them back at their petty collars and owners. Although she still slept in a shed in a backyard of a human, she made not much contact with the human.

As the mall waves of people pass, Keona found herself at a walk board, were the sun blazed at her golden fur. She didnt want to boast, but it made her feel special. People on small machine things cycled by, they held these handles and made their feet go in circles to move. The contraption made her stare, but she kept walking by anyways. Ahead there were kids, and a gap to get off the walk board, and its were most of the beach started to end. Slowly, she put her head down, and sat facing the sun. Dots dappled her eyes, but she bared it and sat there, wanting to do something... impossible.

>>|| E L E N A ||<<

[Sorry, Im not paying attention here very well, o3o]

Elena let the stranger alone, and rested her multicolored head on her whitened paws. The hot-dog she barely ate was tucked beside her tail, quietly waiting for the morning. But Elena didnt close her eyes, she wasnt very tired. She shut them forcefully, but the creaked open wide eyed. Nothing of the gentle sleep she wanted came to her, and she was simply staring at the corner of the small shack. Maybe, she'll just drift off to sleep, she rolled onto her side.

A bug, spider to be exact crawled away from its side of the wall, and slowly came to Elena's nose. She let it climb over and pass, it's tiny feet tickling her. She sat up, a little dizzy from her position. "Im... gonna go out to the water side for a bit, I cant sleep." She murmured, and looked over at Jess for approval.

[>> S A M M Y <<]

A warm feeling overcame Sammy's belly, and it crawled up against his neck and a small pair of human lips kissed his nose. His brown and golden eyes opened, to see a blue satin blanket wrapped him up and he was in his' girl's arms. His girl, Laura, wasnt very young, nor was she old. She was in between, had a mom, and a little brother too.

Sammy reached out to lick her nose, and he pushed away her hair that dangled in her face. He then leaned back to get a rub. "You seem sleepy!" She cooed softly, and Sammy once more leaned over to kiss her face. Please put me down! He groan inwardly at her as she cuddled him closely, the comfort of being in the blanket now gone. He squirmed, kicked her lap and he bounced out of her arms. Sammy wasnt a big dog, nor was he chihuahua size. He was pretty small though, not the very dominant of the house. Sometimes, he just wanted to get away from the house for awhile, and he would.

Sammy would sit by the kitchen door, kick his toys away and cross his tail over his legs and whine as if he had to potty. Of course, Laura's mom would let him out, and he would kick up some dirt and squeeze under the barb-wire fence. It was easy at his side, so that could be an upside of his shortness.

[Quackzilla!]

||| Doli |||

...Tell Me What'cha Think You're Lookin' At...

Doli swallowed her frustration and made her way down the boardwalk, keeping her pace up to a happy little trot. She always thought humans were shallow; they saw her, always crooned and called her 'cute', then fed her and left. The scruffier, scarred, and crippled dogs were seemingly ignored. Not that Doli really cared, though; more food for her, not to mention less competition. She saw a perfect target: a young girl, no older than twelve, by herself and just about to buy food.

Doli trotted to her and sat down, big brown eyes staring intently at the girl. "Aww, little cutie. Where's your owner?" The girl peered around, so Doli whimpered, tilting her head slightly. "Poor baby; you're probably starving." As the girl moved forward in line, Doli followed her, until the girl reached the counter. When she turned away, Doli smirked: two hotdogs. The girl leaned down and gave Doli one. "I was supposed to buy one and give the change back to my mom, but you're too cute to ignore." Licking the girl's hand as she left, Doli rolled her eyes, scooping up the hotdog and making her way under the boardwalk. Sitting in the shade, she feasted, happily munching on her earned meal.

...So I Think I'm Queen Elizabeth...

[Kalaia]

\\..Sasha..//

Dainty white-furred paws brought Sasha toward the boardwalk. Hugging the sides of buildings and using alleys as much as possible, she tried to avoid contact with humans as much as possible - lately she had been hearing a lot of stories about the city pound being extra diligent in trying to control the 'stray problem', as the humans called it. The way Sasha saw it, the humans were the problem.

Sasha continued on at a quick pace, following her nose. She was following the smells wafting from a sea-side restaurant, where they had just unloaded the massive amount of unused 'catch of the day' into the dumpster. Sasha usually stuck to city food - the dumpsters behind burger joints, steak houses, etc, but tonight the smell of soft-shelled crab was calling her.

As her paws left the pavement and met with the wooden boardwalk she turned sharply, heading straight for the restaurant. She had been living around here for as long as she could remember, and she knew the area pretty well. As she trotted along, she allowed her baby-blue gaze to shift to the horizon; she loved the look of the calm waves lapping gently against the sand as the sun began to set. But her eyes fell on something unexpected; a group of stray dogs. She usually didn't see many of her kind on the beach, what with the life guards chasing them off and all. But soon she reached the dumpster, and her attention was ripped away from the other dogs as she began her feast.