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Roleplay a dog or a wolf in a daily battle for territory and prey in the ruins of a city and the greenery of a forest.
 
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PostSubject: of SHELTERS and OTHER things [open]   of SHELTERS and OTHER things [open] Icon_minitimeSun Sep 18, 2011 12:29 pm
    The... Pound... Why on earth was she here, of all places? The Pound was a horrible place for her fellow canines back when the humans populated the town! Wait, what did she know? She's never been to a pound in her life. Her only knowledge of it comes from what some neighbor's adopted dog who liked to scare her! For all she knew, the pound could have been the most glorious place in the world!

    The soft click of claws on the pavement was the only thing breaking the thick silence, other than the occassional chirp of a bird or two. Chocolate colored eyes scanned the area, peering into the cages as the black and white Collie passed them. The place seemed deserted at the present point in time, which was good for her. She didn't know who liked to occupy the cages, and she really didn't want to find out anytime soon. There could be creepers living in here!

    ooc: Derp. Fail.
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PostSubject: Re: of SHELTERS and OTHER things [open]   of SHELTERS and OTHER things [open] Icon_minitimeMon Sep 19, 2011 5:06 am
OOC: Creeper? Bah, you wish! Here be Ghost!

The wolf closed his eyes. He'd fallen ill with some illness. He guessed it was food poisoning. Perhaps eating that dead fox had been a mistake. It had obviously died for an unnatural reason, and now he was feeling the after-effects. Ah well.

Ghost opened his yellow orbs, gazing at himself in the puddle. A pale grey wolf stared back. He breathed out, turning his seemingly pupil-less eyes away. Ever since his encounter with the beings at the Church, he'd become aware that his appearance was far from acceptable. He'd spent some time grooming, fixing his matted coat, but never-ending travel wasn't compatible with keeping clean, and his fur was always smeared with dirt.

His large ears twitched as he heard the clicking of another, and a few moments later the scent of dog drifted into his nostrils. He sighed, licking his lips. He felt so cryptic, so ancient. Yet he was supposed to be in his prime, at his best! How stupid the world was.
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