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 Crowteeth {Nomad Gen 2} (#39277) 
Heavenly View Forum Posts  Posted on 2016-01-20 06:53:45 |
Open A Diseased Eden Earth, A place that mankind had fled from without having any thoughts on ever looking back. They took with them whatever they could grab when they boarded the Nephtesis to escape the disease that had been killing the earth. Four hundred years later, the supplies aboard the ship have become scarce, tempers are rising and fights have become more violent. But then The Plan is brought to the council leaders at the ship’s helm, to train the descendants of canines that had been taken onto the ship when they had fled earth. Equip them with cameras strapped to vests or collars and send them down to earth with the mission of finding safe havens, water sources, and recording the state of earth. But on the way down, the cameras feeding information to the ship go blind…and the engines begin to die on the ship. Now these animals are trapped on a strange planet, one some haven’t even heard about due to stories having died out, and there are hostile animals around every corner and the fact that a very violent and mutating disease may very well still be present on the planet. Will they survive and make it in this harsh new environment, or will they die out in it as well. Rules • All LioDen rules apply. Make sure you follow them. • No powerplaying, godmodding, etc. You don’t need to ask for permission before starting a fight, but you cannot automatically defeat or kill your opponent without the other player’s permission. Let’s keep fights fair. Also remember that every action has a consequence. And one wrong move may very well end with a death. • Fade to black when necessary (18+ content, excessive gore/violence, and birthing). • This roleplay will have some dark/mature overtones. Keep that in mind before joining. • This is a semi-literate to advanced roleplay. You will be required to post at least one paragraph (five sentences) and use proper grammar. • Please try to be active. If you need to go on a hiatus let me know. • Do not use someone's artwork for your character unless it was specifically made for you (and in that case I'll need proof). • Put ‘Diseased Eden’ In the other if you read the rules! • Two characters per person to start with, If I see you can handle them then you may request another character. Platoon Rules • The Chief is to be obeyed at all time, to back talk or even insinuate mutiny or anarchy is to be severally punished or killed. • Food goes to the weak, pregnant, young, or crippled before others may eat. The Chief is too eat last. • To go out after dark is to risk an unnecessary death, it is not to be done under any circumstance under punishment or being ‘Marked’ and shunned. • If anyone is found to have the disease they are to be pushed from the Platoon and left to the elements by themselves till the disease takes them. Sign Up Form .:Name:. .:Age:. .:Gender:. .:Sexual Orientation/Romantic Orientation:. .:Breed:. Mix breeds only. NO purebred dogs or wolf/coyote/etc mixes .:Appearance:. If you use a picture please link to it rather than posting it here. .:Collar/Vest:. .:Personality:. .:Rank:. .:Mate:. .:Crush or Love Interest:. Is there anyone your character has their eye on? .:Marked or Non-marked:. .:Infected or Non-Infected:. .:Theme Song:. Optional .:RP sample:. Character List .:Chief:. 1/1 The Chief is the lead dog and holds all of the deciding power. |Monolith|Female|6 years and 8 months|Tibetian-Central Asian Ovcharka Mix| .:General:.1/1 The General is the second in command and is to be obeyed if the Chief is not present. |Natasha|Female|2 years and 8 months|Belgian Malinois Mix| .:Medics:.2/2 These are the two dogs who have been trained on how to help and heal others medical issues. |Vulcan|Male| 2 years and 5 months|Corgi-Mini Aussie Mix| |Conrad|Male |4 years|Doberman-German Shepherd Mix| .:Militia:.Unlimited |Tyra|Female|2 years|Husky-German Shepherd Mix| |Iris|Female| 3 years and 5 months|German Shepherd-Catahoula Mix| |Blake|Male|4 years|Pitbull Terrier-Rottweiler Mix| |Ashelia|Female|3 years|Borzoi-Smooth Collie Mix| The dogs in charge of hunting, fighting, and defending the campsite with their lives. .:Trainees:.2/2 Two young dogs intraining to become either another General or Chief when the old ones pass away. |Arkin|Male|1 years and 2 months|American Lab-Rottweiler Mix| |Etus|Male|1 years and 2 months|Golden Retriever-Husky Mix| .:Mothers:.0/1 A female dog who is pregnant or watches after the trainees. .:The Infected:. .:Carriers:.1/3 The dogs who carry the disease in their blood but show no outwards mutation besides mental disorders. |Lilassy|Female|3 years and 7 months|Eastern Timber Wolf| |Leo|Male|4 years|Catahoula Cur Mix| .:The Mutated:.2/2 Dogs who have been heavily mutated by the disease and show mental disorders ontop of it. (No unreasonable mutations such as working wings, fire/element powers, or the like.) |Hagan|Undetermined, Referred to as male| 3 years and 4 months|Mix breed mutt| |Vertin|Genderless (Biologically Female)|4 years and 7 months|Great Dane-Saint Bernard Mutt Mix| Vocabulary List Marked- To be permanently scarred in front of the Platoon on a shoulder, cheek, haunch, or the like. (Marked dogs normally mis-treated). Splatter-Jaw- To have caught the disease or to have caught the foaming mouth disease. Engine lagged- To be too tired to move, exhausted. Soft Kills- Prey that is brought back to safe areas and deemed okay to eat. Feel free to suggest new vocabulary to me via Pm anytime! Roleplay Open Information Open Members Chat Open  0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 25/01/16 @ 14:07:54 by Headless (#39277) |
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Crowteeth {Nomad Gen 2} (#39277)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-20 06:55:08 |
'For there to be peace, the wrongdoers must be punished.' .:Name:. Monolith .:Age:. 6 years and 8 months .:Gender:. Female .:Sexual Orientation/Romantic Orientation:. Asexual + Homoromantic .:Breed:. Tibetan Mastiff-Central Asian Ovcharka .:Appearance:. Monolith is a hearty and broad dog, her coat a white that is shaded with greys around her muzzle and underside, a stretch of back covers her shoulders lengthwise and is mostly hidden by the camo vest she wears that is used to record the pack’s time on earth. She stands tall at 31 inches at the shoulder and weighs a hefty 167 lbs of blubber and muscle. Her eyes are a deep brown and she is blind in her right eye where she has two scars that stretch diagonally across the right eye. She has a multitude of scars across her body but most are hidden by her long fur and cannot be seen unless you look for them. .:Collar/Vest:. A dark green vest with a heavy chain collar. .:Personality:. She’s a gruff female, one of the boys most of the time and has no problem getting her paws dirty to do what needs to be done. Monolith has a strong sense of justice and will almost never let someone who has broken a rule go unpunished and is not afraid to throw a dog out to the elements and infected if she feels they are a threat to the platoon. But make no mistake, she has a temper and if it flares up you better hope it’s not directed at you. She is getting older in her age, which shows on such a big dog, but she refuses to let the platoon see that even though she knows her limp is noticeable but won’t let herself be counted out any time soon as is her stubborn nature. .:Rank:. Chief .:Mate:. No one .:Crush or Love Interest:. No .:Marked or Non-marked:. Non-marked .:Infected or Non-Infected:. Non-infected .:Theme Song:. Take Me Home by Hollywood Undead .:RP sample:. Waterways of Venice RP The soft trickle of water filled the once grand library room, coming from the cracks in the walls that allowed the beautiful waters to slip in and slip back out the cracks in the floors to the room below. The slinking shapes of other felines slid through the shadows, the quiet murmur of discussions filled the room as soldiers and advisers alike spoke among each other about current events or other matters. But none of it mattered to the large feline who laid out gracefully on the mantle of a grand fireplace, one that sat at the center of everything in the room. His amber eyes scanned the other cats distantly, claws digging into the old wood till it split slightly before retracting as he stretched his extremely long legs out to dangle over the edge. This tom at the center of the room as the ruler here and it showed, this was the Devil King of Venice’s Waterways, Diavolo. Humming to himself quietly, and ignoring the looks of shock from tourist cats as he stood up to his full height, he hopped down to the floor and stalked forward calmly with a look of distaste. ”Where is Alessio. Bring me my right-hand, I have a quick job for him.” He ordered, glancing around the room at the cats who stood frozen in place at the demand. Seeing such hesitation made his violent temper flare to life, his blood boiling at the insolence of this wretched fools as his lips peeled back in a look of ire and disgust. ”Why are you all standing there? Move! Now! Fetch me my Right-Hand!” He spat out and narrowed his eyes, the amber color a much darker thing now. He had planned on sending out Alessio to get that skilled huntress, Gracia or Lucia or something, since he craved pheasant from the human’s market, but now all he craved was blood and violence. So taking his right-hand out with him on a walk would suffice, maybe he could find a fight or even start one. ________________________________________________________ 'Now lets not get ahead of ourselves! I can be of use to you, i know where things are you see?'.:Name:. Hagan ‘The Trickster’ .:Age:. 3 years and 4 months .:Gender:. Genderless. Mostly referred to as male. .:Sexual Orientation/Romantic Orientation:. Pansexual + Panromantic .:Breed:. Undetermined. (Noticeable breeds; Beauceron, Greyhound, Norwegian Lundehund) .:Appearance:. Hagan is of an undetermined breed, a dog with highly mixed genes. His body is sleek and lean, looking a bit stretched, with a bit of tufted fur on his chest and underbelly. He has wide paws with six toes on each paw, even the slightly underdeveloped second set of forelegs just behind his first set that make him a very good climber and makes scaling rocks even easier to track prey. His coloration is more of a golden-brown color that is caped with black that shows up around his toes, his muzzle, and his even found splattering his haunches. But all of that is broken up by a heavy piebalding of white. He has a useless third eye in the center of his forehead, but due to the lack of optic nerves it’s just a matching amber-red eye like his normal two but is unable to see. He has a pseudo-sheath but female reproductive organs, making him a very strange dog. .:Collar/Vest:. A loose hanging radio collar seems to hang from his neck and even seems to work. Unsure if this is proof of human life or not. .:Personality:. Hagan is not an overly aggressive dog, just highly intelligent and very cunning. He has learned to close his third eye for the most part and tuck his secondary legs up behind his first set to try and pass as one of the platoon dogs, he’s even managed to slip into the camp to steal food and make it back out. Hagan was the reason for the loss of the platoon’s only pup as he is not above cannibalism it seems, but only when food is scarce. He is a loner and will avoid contact with most of the platoon dogs, but there are those he deems worthy of taunting or flirting with from afar so long as they don’t get too close. Up close he is skittish and flighty, his mind jumping around spastically when in dangerous situations and becoming quickly confused. .:Rank:. Mutated Infected .:Mate:. No one .:Crush or Love Interest:. No one .:Marked or Non-marked:. Non-marked .:Infected or Non-Infected:. Infected .:Theme Song:. Pet by A Perfect Circle .:RP sample:. Already Posted 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 21/01/16 @ 11:08:06 by Headless (#39277) |
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GalacticRing (#68231)
Harbinger View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-20 08:01:41 |
.:Name:. Vulcan .:Age:. 2.5 years .:Gender:. Male .:Sexual Orientation/Romantic Orientation:. Straight, although he never engages .:Breed:. Corgi/Mini Aussie .:Appearance:. Vulcan .:Collar/Vest:. A red collar. Nothing too special. .:Personality:. Vulcan doesn't pride himself at much, and his size causes him to have problems when it comes to any sort-of physical mission. Although he has proven himself to be intelligent in predicting when things might happen or how something's behavior will cause it to act, Vulcan has asserted himself in the medical field, as it doesn't require him to do much physically. .:Rank:. Medic .:Mate:. N/A .:Crush or Love Interest:. N/A .:Marked or Non-marked:. Non-marked .:Infected or Non-Infected:. Non-Infected .:Theme Song:. .:Other:. Diseased Eden .:RP sample:. (The most recent Canine one of mine, although I am disappointed on how short it is) It was sunrise, and the gentle breeze of a spring morning swept through the forest. Jackdaw opened his blue eyes, not moving for a moment, before standing and stretching, japing his jaws into a yawn. He padded out of the Beta's den, glancing over at where the Alpha slept. It was a well-sheltered indention in the rocks, only slightly better than his own. Jackdaw continued until he reached the middle of the camp, allowing his black pelt to catch some of the sun's early rays. The night had been chilly, and he was thankful for his own sheltered den. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 21/01/16 @ 19:12:40 by Adamymous ☢ (#68231) |
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Assassino (#77853)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-20 09:31:11 |
.:Name:. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 24/01/16 @ 03:07:39 by Assassino (#77853) |
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Crowteeth {Nomad Gen 2} (#39277)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-20 09:46:16 |
Your old form should be fine, but you may have to transfer over some things Adamymous. Also, i've taken out the feline option for this roleplay as well. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Crowteeth {Nomad Gen 2} (#39277)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-21 03:39:26 |
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Assassino (#77853)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-21 09:03:29 |
@Headless | Sweet, thanks! Also, uploaded my second charrie's bio. I think I have a thing for German Shepherds, aha. I was unsure about the medic rank as the cap for medic already says 2/2, so correct me if I'm wrong as I can easily change the rank to militia. ^^ 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 21/01/16 @ 19:13:54 by Assassino (#77853) |
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GalacticRing (#68231)
Harbinger View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-21 12:13:00 |
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Snape's Curse (#6538)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-21 12:30:34 |
.:Name:. Iris .:Age:. 3.5 years .:Gender:. Female .:Sexual Orientation/Romantic Orientation:. Pansexual .:Breed:. German Shephard x Catahoula .:Appearance:. Iris body and coat color Though her eyes are this color Eye color Iris has the body form, face and ears of a German Shepherd, even sporting longer fur. Her coloring however is completely different, as the base is grey, covered from nose to tail with onyx patches. The patches range in shape and size, some taking up half her leg and some the size of a pebble, with a lone white stripe on her forhead. Her body is lean and athletic from training and surviving, and her eyes are a unusual shade of icy blue. Standing at 23" to she shoulder, she weighs 50lbs. .:Collar/Vest:. Unmarked onyx collar, absolutely nothing interesting about it other than a small camera. .:Personality:. Contrary to her ansestory, she isn't particularly a confident canine. Socializing with the other members of the platoon can seem awkward to her, for despite her immense intellect and curiosity, she degrades herself constantly for her timid attitude that only seems to appear when approached by the others. Don't doubt her though, when those she has sworn to protect are in peril, putting her life on the line she will fight tooth and nail in their defence. Despite the way she believes the platoon visulizes her, Iris remain true to herself, keeping a level head and good humor, even in the darkest of times. .:Rank:. Militia .:Mate:. None .:Crush or Love Interest:. None .:Marked or Non-marked:. Non-marked .:Infected or Non-Infected:. Non-infected .:RP sample:. Icy saphire eyes narrow as the last rays of sunlight start to fade, casting shadows across the unforgiving landscape around her. Supressing a small sigh, her gaze turns towards the direction of the pack, dissapointed at the lack of success she had with hunting. She knew that they were all hungry, but food was scarce at best, and despite her best efforts, it looks like she would not contribute any soft-kills today. Tail drooping in defeat, she turns and starts softly padding back, her eyes downcast as she listened carefully to every slight sound around her, ears swerving at every small rustle the faint breeze stirred. If only it were possible to hunt at night, her grey fur and onyx patches would provide ideal camouflage, but alas the danger was far too great. .:Other:. Diseased Eden Oh and I might make another character, just wanted to post this first :) And pictures do not belong to me... unfortunately :) 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 23/01/16 @ 12:25:11 by Snape's Curse (#6538) |
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Crowteeth {Nomad Gen 2} (#39277)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-22 01:03:53 |
@Everyone Okay, everyone who has just signed up has been accepted! I'll be updating the list shortly! 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Crowteeth {Nomad Gen 2} (#39277)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-22 01:19:36 |
Spots we now need before we can start the roleplay: 3 more Militia members 1 General (though if we get enough other members then there can be a vote IC on the General spot) 1 Trainee at least 0 players like this post! Like? |
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West (#43497)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-22 08:39:19 |
.:Name:. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 17/06/16 @ 11:18:42 by Katze (#20064) |
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Fred 2.0 (#75325)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-22 10:34:40 |
Name: Blake Age: Four Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (He doesn't care for any gender.) Breed: Blue Nose Pitbull Mixed With Rottweiler Mixed In Appearance: https://goo.gl/61CnTr Collar/Vest: A dark brown vest is placed over him, similar to a police's dogs with much thicker fabric. It reads 'Blake' on the side with bright white letters with also metal buckle on top. It doesn't go past his rib cage and fits normally on his sides. Personality: He stands his grown and keeps as serious as he can during duty. He is aggressive and can be very depressed at the same time. He follows through with the 'big and bad' ego but it doesn't seem to pop. He is one without many words and feelings. Mysterious in his own way, all he does is work and train in sparring. Rank: Militia Mate: None, he hasn't found anyone that deals with his aggressive stature. Crush or Love Interest: None. Marked or Non-marked: He has yet to be marked, but that may change. Infected or Non-Infected: Not affected for now. Theme Song: Fake it by Seeth Other: Diseased Eden RP sample: A low snarl left the miniature male as he puffed his chest outwards towards the rival canine. He bared his yellow tinted teeth that now held drops of blood and squinted his eyes. When the other dare not to stand down, he dashed forward to sink his teeth into the others neck. After missing the neck, his own was attacked which made a yelp echo out. He quickly smacked the face off and returned to his stance. His neck bleed badly and dripped red liquid upon the dry ground under his feet. The pain throbbed as more and more blood squirted out and landed among the other puddles of blood. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 23/01/16 @ 17:11:36 by Blood Mare (#75325) |
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Bailysis (#71958)
Astral View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-22 15:21:21 |
Is it possible to be a loner, or a canine who is not part of the Platoon? Maybe a native, who knows Also, this is really interesting! I'll have my forms up in a bit. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Crowteeth {Nomad Gen 2} (#39277)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-22 23:41:13 |
Any of the canines who would be native or even loners would have to be carriers of the disease or those who have the disease and mutatdd. Carriers are normal dogs but their saliva and blood have the virus in it. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Bailysis (#71958)
Astral View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-01-23 01:27:04 |
Alright. .:Name:. Lilassy (Lil-La-See) .:Age:. 3 Years, 7 Months old .:Gender:. Female .:Sexual Orientation/Romantic Orientation:. Bisexual .:Breed:. Eastern Timber Wolf .:Appearance:. Lilassy .:Collar/Vest:. None .:Personality:. Lilassy is a calm, quiet creature. She enjoys the silence, and taking long walks through her forested home. She doesn't speak much, for she has nobody to talk to. Once, she was part of a pack of wolves, but they fell apart. Lilassy tends to hang in the background, watching the scene instead of taking part of it. She is cautious; double-checking everything to make sure it is safe for her. Lilassy can be terribly shy around others, due to her being alone for most of her life. With this, she is easily flustered when it comes to compliments and flirting. When she is alone, she enjoys running and jumping around, playing with the leaves and chasing small prey. Lilassy's favorite time of the year is when the air turns cold, and the leaves fall. No more hot sun to make her overheat (because of her dark fur), and leaves! She loves to play in the leaves. On the other hand, she cannot stand anything loud. If there is loud things going on, it means danger for her, and she will run. She also does not like mud, or anything squishy. The mud gets in her fur and between her toes, and it tastes terrible. Squishy, slimy things, like frogs, are nasty as well. They make her uncomfortable, and it's a horrible. Lastly, she hates fire. Fire means death, and death is bad. Very, very bad. She's scared of anything what looks or sounds like a fire, especially if it's loud and coming toward her. Being this, the occasional red fox spooks her. When it comes to love, Lilassy fails. She has barely known love, except for the love from her parents. If she does find someone that she fancies, she will most likely stalk him or her, because, well, she's shy. She would most likely be a bit clumsy around them, making her embarrassed. Most of the time, it's cute. Other times, Lilassy would get angry and snappy when she's embarrassed, feeling the need to defend herself. Oh dear thats a lot of words .:Rank:. Carrier .:Mate:. No .:Crush or Love Interest:. Nah .:Marked or Non-marked:. Non-Marked .:Infected or Non-Infected:. Infected .:Other:. Diseased Eden - Lilassy has a transparent scarf, like this one but a lighter shade of blue- Scarf If this isn't allowed, then she doesn't have one. Lilassy does not know that she has the disease, and shows no sign of having it. .:RP sample:. Lilassy slowly opened her eyes, blinking in the sun's morning rays. She lifted her head, parting her jaws in a long yawn. The black wolf lay peacefully in a waking forest, the sun barely seen over the horizon. The only sounds were the soft songs of birds above Lilassy, and the crackle of dry, brown leaves as a squirrel ran by. Lilassy slowly got up from the dip in the ground, padding away to find food. She kept her head high, sniffing for prey. The rest of her body was relaxed, for she knew she was in a safe part of the wilderness. .:Name:. Arkin .:Age:. 1 Year, 2 Months old .:Gender:. Male .:Sexual Orientation/Romantic Orientation:. Heterosexual (straight) .:Breed:. American Lab / Rottweiler mix .:Appearance:. Arkin .:Collar/Vest:. Harness (Without the spikes) .:Personality:. Arkin is a happy, energetic youngster. He loves to run around and play, but it sometimes gets a bit too rough. It takes a bit, but Arkin will calm down and listen. Arkin is a loyal dog, and will defend the Platoon until his last breath. Arkin learns fast, and trains hard to please his mentor(s). Arkin enjoys being with others, socializing with them and being involved. He is an explorer as well, which can lead him to some sticky situations. Arkin dislikes heights and closed spaces. Heights, because he has a fear of falling. Closed spaces, because he's been in one for most of his young life. His parents belonged to breeders, and Arkin was being bought and sold by many people before he could settle down, and eventually join the Platoon. If, for some reason, Arkin got a crush on some lucky lady, he would try to impress her. He would become friends with her, and do whatever she liked. He would treat her like a princess: trying his best to make her laugh, bringing her whatever she needed, caring for her, and being there to support her. Arkin would defend her with his life, but he would first try to get both of them out of the situation instead of running head-on into danger. Arkin is a very warm and kind canine, and always ready for some cuddles or playtime. .:Rank:. Trainee .:Mate:. None .:Crush or Love Interest:. Nah .:Marked or Non-marked:. Non-Marked .:Infected or Non-Infected:. Non-Infected .:Other:. Diseased Eden .:RP sample:. Arkin pranced through the snow, catching the white fluff as it fell and kicking it up and off the ground. It was a cold afternoon, and the dark canine was running around in a clearing, playing with other dogs. Suddenly, he tripped, faceplanting into the snow. All was well, though, when he got up again and laughed. "Silly rock, trying to hide in the snow!" He said, turning to sprint back to the others and join in on more fun. (Pictures do not belong to me) 0 players like this post! Like? |
