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Post by Thore on Apr 23, 2007 16:32:30 GMT -5
Banjo watched the incoming cars with a slight smirk. It was fun to dodge cars. He quickly let his white paws take over his body movements, not even thinking about the "what if's" that would run through one's mind at this time. He always lived for the moment.
His red pelt felt great against the afternoon sun and shone brightly. White underbelly was close to the ground for more speed in his movements. Tongue hung out og his maw and brown eyes sparkled as he awaited the incoming mini van. It went right ontop of him. Ah, but he still dodged it. He had shrunken down to the ground and the car honked right over him. no injuries were notified on the brute. He laughed then got out of the way. Smelling around a bit, Bajo wanted some more action, but not with humans or their cars. He wanted to meet another dog.
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Post by nikkicalo345 on Apr 23, 2007 18:19:23 GMT -5
A large black dog walked throught the parking lot. She saw a dog dodgeing cars. She walked closer to him. She then barked to him. "What are you doing?" she questioned. She knew what he was doing was dangerous and she wondered why the male was doing it.
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Post by Fizz[Sham] on Apr 23, 2007 18:23:02 GMT -5
EDIT Im done now
Where are the dogs? Came the curt thought as a figure moved quietly down the human made path. So far, in the town, the mongrel had seen only seen the lowly house pets. Snorting in malice for them the figure picked up the pace, zenith held high in a proud way. Uncropped harks stood erect as the canine listened quietly to what was going on around the stray deserted town. To the traveler it was a bit annoying, here the two year old was, looking for a victom and there were no blasted strays to talk to. The canine wanted a challenge not one of the stupid house pets that would follow just for the mere fact that they had never been affiliated with a street dog. It was pathetic, when younger it was fun as hell to trick them, but not now, the canine had upgraded to those street smart canines that were known as strays.
The laughter of a dog was suddenly picked up, quickly realizing that the czaress was at a parking lot. Sapphire pools quickly took in the scene, sweeping over the humans transportation devices they called "cars". As a odd looking one rolled by, a figure appeared, harks straining forward at this point the fae saw that there was an aussie looking canine there. Laughing almost madly at not being hit. Stupid dog. The femora concluded as she watched him move out of the path of the "cars". The Belgian Terveren shepherd put on a friendly smile and moved forth, issueing a friendly bark to the other canine.
*Hey!*
Advancing on the rust and ashen canine she took to note that this was a brute she was dealing with. Then, dome snapped to the right, harks flattening down for a moment in what could be called surprise. Chasms landed on an ebon retriever. Friendly smile never fading the fae kept on advancing on the brute, listening quietly as the ebon dog, a female she now knew, questioned him. Slowing to a stop the graceful shepherd stared at them for a moment, as if debating on to speak or not.
*'Lo, Im Sham..who are y'all?*
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Post by Thore on Apr 23, 2007 18:37:37 GMT -5
He snuffed the air and took in the scents of two female dogs. One a retriver of ebony and the other a shepard. He smiled at their appualed faces and the black one's comment.
"Well this is what happens when I get bored, ladies. The name's Banjo. Pleased to meet ya Sham. And you are?" He sat on his haunches and waited for the lovely dog to spill out her name. His tail swiped the sidewalk clean of any dust. Finally, some people to talk to! And females none the less!
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Post by nikkicalo345 on Apr 23, 2007 20:36:35 GMT -5
Amber nodded to Banjo. "My name is Amber." she replied. She then noticed the other female. "Hello." she called out to her. She sat down. Amber was happy to be around other dogs for once. She had been alone for so long.
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Post by forever on Apr 23, 2007 21:03:30 GMT -5
The tiny papillion made her way through the somewhat busy parking lot, a group of dogs had caught her eye and she was really counting on making some friends. She wasn't dumb. She knew a small dog like her would not live very long out on the street, at least not alone. As she got near to them, she observed that none of them had any collars on. So they're strays...like me. Part of her was relieved and part of her was disappointed. See, she sort of wished that she would be taken back into a home again, and than she also was glad that they appeared to be in the same situation as she. "Hello! she cried, padding over to them. Abelle` was panting heavily, as she had made a long walk from the heart of the city. [/center][/sup]
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Post by nikkicalo345 on Apr 23, 2007 21:27:29 GMT -5
Amber turned to look at the tiny dog. "Hellol." she called back. "My name is Amber. What would be your name." Amber turned to the 2 other dogs then back to the small dog before her.
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Post by forever on Apr 24, 2007 6:25:40 GMT -5
Happy that these dogs seemed to be friendly, she replied with "Abelle, my name is Abelle`. It's really nice to meet all of you. I have been alone for so long, I almost forgot what another dog looks like." She said it with a smile in her voice and a twinkle in her eye.
[sorry, bad post, I was sort of in a rush]
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Post by Thore on Apr 24, 2007 15:39:16 GMT -5
-waits for Fizz -
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Post by Fizz[Sham] on Apr 24, 2007 15:50:40 GMT -5
Hmm...this is turning into quite a large group.. the vixen observed quietly, piercing blue pools flashing from one canine to the next. Harks flicked, as if growing more nervous as more dogs came around, but in reality Sham was laughing and grinning bitterly. I came for one victom and end up with three. Must be my lucky day. The shepherd dog shifted to put them all in her vision before planting her rump on the tilla. When the rat like dog finally got to them the dark coated vix tilted her zenith downward to take in this small dog.
*'lo*
she muttered quietly, in a shy way. Chasms shot to the brute as he spoke his name. Mentally taking his dome and puting his name with it before storing it into a file in her mind. As the others followed his suite she did the same with them, each time they were stored into a file in her mind. Raising a brow at the pappilon fae as she spoke.
* Were you by chance a house pet?*
the Belgian Tervuren questioned, her vocals clear and impossible to mistake as hatred. The femmora hated the two leggers and any dog that followed them.
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Post by Thore on Apr 24, 2007 17:59:40 GMT -5
Thore looked at the new dog and stood on all fours. His head lowered to her height and he barked a quick 'hello'. Rusty pelt shook in the spring sunshine. Brown eyes looked curiously at the shephard. She seemed distracted by her own thoughts. He wondered of those thoughts that were bouncing through her head. He wondered what they had to do with. Him, one of the other mutts.
"She doesn't smell like she's had much human contact. Usually that scent sticks to your coat from them stroking you so friggin much." He almost rolled his eyes at the female's lack of knowledge. It was so obvious. Was she meaning to try and diss this small dog? Shaking it off mentally he continued with a lighter note in his vocals. A joking one."But when you are this cute..." He turned in a circle to show off his bod and laughed slightly. "But you do look something like a twoleg princess, no offense."
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Post by Fizz[Sham] on Apr 24, 2007 18:41:11 GMT -5
||I thought it was Banjo..not Thore...||
The shepherds mind flicked from one dog to the next, debating on who would be her main target and who wouldnt be harmed at all. The pappilon, Abelle, so far was in the middle of her list just for the mere fact that the small dog could be taken out in a heartbeat. Yet the rest, they would take time, they would take her skills and patience to dispose of them. They'll be taken care of...no worries there. The czaress reassured herself. Yet today the czaress was beginning to grow bored with the annoying exchange of names and pleasentries. That being part of the reason for bringing up Abelle's past, the fae had no scent of human on her, no stray would, but there was something about her, the words she spoke, even the way she spoke Sham found a tad odd.
Zenith shifted now, going from the smallest of the dogs to the brujo, harks flattening to her skull, the brute had rolled his eyes. Instinctively the fae wanted to bite his head off but with a frown on her mug the femme replied
* She dont have to smell like one to be one*
The curt tones sounding ' a matter of factly'. The femme didnt turn her gaze from him. Her friendly orbs held a glint that dared him to challenge her knowledge. The mongrel could be older then herself, but he sure as hell didnt know more then her. Sham would never think she knew everything, that would be impossible, but she did know a house pet when she saw one. With all the murders she had committed upon the foolish house pets, she had better know the diffrence between street and pet.
The dark pelted bitch was no longer sitting but was standing on her four shanks, muscles relaxed, but her orbs gave her annoyance away, just as she wanted it to. I've found my target. she hissed silently to herself.
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Post by forever on Apr 24, 2007 22:33:34 GMT -5
Abelle` sensed that there was more to this than just her being a house pet, but nonetheless, she was the center of attention and she didn't like it one bit. She finally decided to answer the question they were seemingly arguing about. "Yes, I was a housepet. But, let's not argue about it. It doesn't really matter, does it?" Not meaning to, but Abelle` slightly edged towards Banjo, he seemed to be nicer than the black dog, Sham. Sham intimidated Abelle` a bit, but she wasn't going to let it show. That would be a sign of weakness. She couldn't help the past or what she looked like, but she could help the way she acted and she refused to let herself be pushed around. If she was going to be a stray, she should start acting like one. Abelle` was very aware of the fact that she was small and dainty and that practically anyone could crush her any moment, but she wouldn't let that fear keep her from living to the fullest. She would stand strong and confident.
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Post by .lady cam; on Apr 25, 2007 1:59:58 GMT -5
hope you dun mind me postin' ;]
Heavy pad falls bringing his carrot and créme dappled body further in from the harsh light of the outside. Shadows with a promise of cooler temperatures lured the thick coated mass of fur under the thick slabs of cement slathered together to make a human imp parking garage. The sun was a nasty, vile thing. Sucking the moisture up form his bodice.. sending him into a crazy to find more. With this bout of heat-exhaustion he faced day in and day out it was a surprise that he had yet to go mad with the in-and-out of it all. Such scheduled and re-planned events that controlled each and every day. It was either risk to find water just to get thirsty again or to slink away like a snake under a rock. Or in this case, a many story parking garage.
Sounds echoed off the plain, dirty walls and pillars. It was other canines that were rouges within this city. His light hued chasms cut through the darkness looking to pinpoint to the T what canines it was causing the disruptions. It took but a mere moment for his gaze to lock upon an odd trio. A small yappy sort of female a larger rough-around-the-edges female then a bastard. Of course he was what could be considered a pretty boy. His coat shining with a gloss unlike most stray male's coats. Not a speck of dirt nor grime was matted within the silky strands of his orange pelt. The white blaze across his chest was just as clean. He looked the part of a house pet but lived the part of a upcoming alpha-to-be. He'd laid his claim upon the old closed down restaurant. Now only time would tell.
His gait was a lording one. His entire frame hoisted up into sheer dominance as his extensive entrance was made. He paid not a mind to the male, but nodded his long mug to the small female as well as the larger dame, before righting himself and shooting the bastard an 'off' look.
" 'ello. Lord Nixon is who I be."
He barked in a rather abrasive manner still holding himself dominantly up over the others. He saw not a flaw in his part. He was obviously the superior, was he not? Such a confidence that it bordered on arrogance and yet was still a thing of beauty.
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Post by Thore on Apr 25, 2007 15:17:55 GMT -5
Banjo watched her fake look of innocence and friendliness slip off of Sham's maw. He furrowed his eyebrows at her and looked at her right back into her pupils. She was not the dog she portrayed to be. He could see it in her cold eyes.
"It's 'she doesn't have to smell like one', Sham." He never corrected grammar but it just almost seemed appropriate at that point. Giving a sick smile to Sham, Banjo was not hapy with the female. Maw turned to the small dog as she hid next to him. "no, it doesn't matter what you are. Well, as long as your a dog, and I'm sure you are. Housepets can't help living with humans...until they get attatched...then it's their fault." Giving the small dog a reasuring smile, Banjo finished off his speech.
He didn't like the shepard either. He wanted to snarl at her right there, but decided it was best to just let it go and ignore this dog.
Cold wet nose snuffed up another scent. "Damn, how many friggin' dogs are going to end up here?" He snarled then looked to find some jackass walking with his head held high like he owned the parking lot. Pssh, he could take it, and hopefully get run over by one of the cars. Recieving the glance from the prep, Banjo rolled his eyes again. "Oh boy, how cheesey can you get with a greeting? It's called just saying 'hi, my name is______'. Not usually a Lord in there, but you know if it boosts you up." Shrugging Banjo wanted to leave but was half afraid for Abelle and what may happen to her if she was alone with these two strays. Loking back at the male, Banjo gave a little sick smile. "Came right out of the kennle club I see." Now it was his turn, "Good God man!"
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