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Post by luitcsh on Jul 6, 2008 3:07:35 GMT -5
Small white pup moved quietly through the grass that lined Ohu, she stopped, staring up at the moonlit sky, her form appeared to be Kishu, but she was thin, she looked around quietly with her blue eyes, where was she? She flicked her ears back and forth before sitting down, her curly tail wagging. |
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Post by Feral on Sept 15, 2008 0:51:58 GMT -5
He'd heard of a legend, then again most dogs had. Perhaps it came from city life, and one dreamed of high adventure and excitement. Being a pet dog meant being bound to home and hearth. Three square meals a day and someone always there to help you. But the wilderness, well this wasn't just any ordinary hike. The tricolored border collie was enjoying himself though. Despite the dangers of the wilds, with feral animals and wild dogs running rampant, Rich partook in the sights.
So this was where a few dogs took down monsters, making the place a safe haven for everyone. He wondered now what those saviors were really like. Without a doubt, the stories had to be true. Richter had come all the way out here just to see it for himself. Just wait till the pets at home hear about this, he thought to himself. Why, they'd be so- His thoughts halted. As he wandered along lost in thought he nearly tripped. Distracted by a young figure seated in the mountain grass he paused to spectate. A pup? Is it wild? he asked himself, before tilting his head slightly, one folded ear twitching.
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Post by Amon on Oct 4, 2008 11:47:50 GMT -5
Goldie was currently chasing a wiley bunny through the forest. She dogedly pursued the small creature as it bounded through the foliage. Her blue black fur scaped against the various branched and leaves, her golden yellow eyes fixed on her prey. Paws pounding against the earth as she continued to pursue the white rabbit.
Suddenly she came into a partial opening, with two dogs sitting there. Goldie would have knoticed the other animals if it weren't for her chasing the bunny, or the low hanging branch.
The part of scalp between her ears crashed against the bark. Fortunetly for her, the rabbit stumbled when it saw the other two dogs and as Goldie was falling down the rabbit ran stright into her gaping jaw.
She rose up, shaking her head of the pain, while the dead rabbit dangled in her mouth. "Hemph, ruul!"(Hey, coo!). It was then that Goldie knoticed the other two dogs. The bunny dropped to the floor, unmoving. Her pink tounge moved in her mouth as she panted for air.
Goldie became extreamly exited to finally see other dogs. Her chest suddenly contricted. She fell to the floor, panting and coughing. Damn, these stupid scars, she was refering to the three white lines running down her chest. It was all of that stupid running I did... Goldie felt bad for collapsing like that in front of the other dogs.
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