Dale | Male | 5 years 3 months | Great Dane | Alpha |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ No one {Open}

Large nails scraped the concrete as Dale made his way around the stone pasture, on the lookout for a loyal, trusted dog. He needed to recruit a few dogs for quake training. He could do it himself, but why not get someone else to gather them?. He walked along the cold stone wall, watching the canines with a cold, judging gaze. One mechanical eye, watching them all. His vision range had been enhanced by the human's odd technology, nothing got past him.

He padded around a bit more, still trying to seek a loyal canine. Rona, maybe beatrice, Petra..?, he ran through the dogs in his head, noting how useful they would be. A yawn escaped his throat, exposing his sharply lined, mostly mechanical, maw. Once clamped shut, the large dane continued his search for a high ranking dog.

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Cyrus | Male | 4 years | Belgian Malinois | Eta |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ Dale (indirectly) {Open}

The brute lie on the freezing stone, hints of snow plastered to his sides. He lay up against the wall, as comfortable as he could get, but not for long. Dale was approaching, parallel to the wall. Cyrus stood, not wanting any part of Dale's "morning walk". He arched his back in a stretch, relieving his muscles from their stiffness earned from the cold winter. He had just about had enough of the cold, it was brutal, every muscle ached. He padded across the pen to the opposite wall, away from the malicious alpha. Cyrus was, for the most part, outwardly disloyal. This is a good reason for him to want to steer clear from the higher ranked dogs, in fear they would use him as an example. And their examples weren't exactly...friendly.

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Myra | female | 2 years | Saluki | Eta |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ No one {Open}

Myra kept to herself, wandering aimlessly alone. She broke into an unintentional trot when Dale came into view. She slowed herself and internally kicked herself for her silly jumpines. She took a deep breath before turning and walking the opposite direction from the large black and white brute. She took cautious steps, not wanting to slip on the icy stone. Her muscles shivered a little, she had no dense fur to warm her. This winter had been hard for her, having to resort to friendly dogs for a bit of warmth here and there. Allister had been one, she had never truly trusted myra, that was for sure, but at least she was nice enough to help myra stay warm.

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Allister | female | 4 years | Alaskan Noble Companion Dog | Eta |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ No one {Open}

Allister lay on her side, watching the other dogs rise, along with watching Dale. She wanted to see what he was up to now. Allister wasn't afraid to talk to Dale as she wanted, she knew that he couldn't kill her because of her potential wolf gene. She could taunt him all she liked, but then again Dale was power driven. If she annoyed him to much he would ignore his order to leave her be and probably eat her alive. Also, Dale could do a lot worse things than death, so Allister didn't cross him as much as she would like. Oh well. The wolf-ish Fae stifled a yawn, keeping her jaw clamped shut. She eyed her surroundings, not much was going on except for Dale and his Prowl. A few other dogs had noticed his presence. A belgian Malinois, go by the name of Cyrus, had gotten out of his way on the fence and a female saluki had jumped a bit once she saw him. Myra, the saluki, had always been a bit skittish, but Allister was never sure why.

OOC: sorry for short! D=

Max | Male | 1 year 6 months | Siberian Husky | Eta |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ Dale, Myra (indirectly) {Open}

Max had been relaxing on the cold pavement, enjoying the winter's crisp coolness. He was one of the luckier dogs around here, born with a double layered coat to keep him warm and toasty. He heard the soft sound of snow crunching under paws. He opened one eye and saw the large Great Dane brute, Dale, walking around. Max jumped to his feet, not wanting to look lazy or disrespectful. Max sat down on his haunches, holding his head high and not moving. He was doing a sort of salute for the alpha. He saw Myra walk in and quickly walk out when she spotted Dale. Max's heart jumped in his throat and he blushed, butterflies floating around in his stomach. Max inwardly sighed. He'll never get with her. She'll probably go for a breed similar to hers, like Phoenix.

Arya | Female | 2 months | Border Collie | Pup |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ Dale, Dakota {Open}

Arya woke up with a large yawn and her mother cleaning her fur with her weird, mechanical tongue. Arya whined for her to quit it, wiggling away. Her mother let out a robotic chuckle. Arya saw the den's door was open, and was eager to go outside to play. She looked back at her mom, a pretty please in her eyes. Her mom sighed, dipping her head and allowing the pup to go. Arya smiled, running out of then den into the compound. Arya was delighted to see the outside world in all of it's beauty. She loved the snow the most, it was so bright and beautiful. Arya spotted Dale across the compound with another young pup. Arya ran over to Dale, almost slipping on the ice. Arya pushed the pup out of the way, before sitting down. She felt she was too close to Dale and took a few steps back, respecting his personal space. Arya, straightened herself up, trying to look more professional and respectful. Arya chirped, "What are we doing today, alpha?" She wagged her tiny tail, eager to hear him speak.

Ice | Female | 4 years 7 months | Siberian Husky | Zeta |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ Dale, Arya, Dakota
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Ice walked along the Stone Pasture, glancing at each dog as she went past. Hmm, I dislike you... I have suspicions about you.. she mumbled as she walked by certain dogs. Her mechanical, glowing, ice-blue eye seemed to look straight ahead, so nobody could tell that she was looking at them. If they turned to look at her, she would just send them a glare that would make them quickly look away. Life was good.

The fae continued walking until she came across Dale. He wasn't alone. It seemed he was with two pups, Arya and Dakota. She didn't really like Dakota, for he always seemed to ignore her, unless she was in his field of view. Ice didn't like being ignored. However, she liked Arya. She liked her eagerness to learn, serve and please. She thought that the pup would make a good Eta, or possibly more. She arrived just in time to hear Arya ask the Alpha about what they were doing today. She sat nearby and attempted to clean her front paws from all the snow.

Ice | Female | 4 years 7 months | Siberian Husky | Zeta |
Location~ The Stone Pasture
Mentions~ Dale, Arya, Dakota, Enigma
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Ice stopped her grooming to look up at the curious fae. Putting her paw down, she made a mental note to herself to clean it again later. Her mechanical eye gave off a faint light that gave the left side of her face a ice-blueish glow. The light was also strong enough to give a faint glow to the Aryan Mastiff's face. Turning to look at the Alpha, she said, "Not yet. He hasn't said a word today, those pups have been around him though. I'm sure they don't know who they're talking to." She gave a slight smirk, proud of her mate. Turning back her head back to her paw, she resumed her grooming. "He'll probably give orders once he's done with the pups."