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Posted by | "Blood Of the Wolf" (a feral dog rp) |
Lotus -CSS- (#20353) Lord View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-06-29 03:19:34 |
-:|•|[W E A T H E R]|•|:- "what happend to us being mans best friend?" "Why do they treat our brothers and sisters like this," "We are all the same!" "Why do you do this!" For countless generations dogs have been bred for many different things, like how people use German Sheapherd as police dogs or jail guards, labs to help the blind, hounds for hunting, dobermans, rotwielers to guard families, yet somehow pit bulls where taken from what they where origional bred for and used as pit dogs, fighting dogs, dogs you throw I. Pits to fight and kill each other, some humans abuse these loving dogs, be they big or small, then form the abuse of the humans dogs are out down for there bad temperament but not anymore this age the dogs will abandon humans and take care of each other, and they will show the humans that they are strong with out them, they will continue to grow, be happy and live for them selves! And there kin it's time for the blood of the wolf inside them to finally surface and take back what's there, the lands the forest everything. Some little dogs though the vary small breeds still stay with the humans as some of the bigger dog packs don't alow them in, and they find it safe to stay with these humans. ( Will link the form to join shortly ) Character SheetsNo thread generated. The original poster of this RP thread will be able to generate one for this feature.0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 10/07/14 by Hattie (#20353) |
Mask {|Returned from Hiatus|} (#18537) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 05:39:05 |
((In that case.. -grabs popcorn and stalks the thread for lack of anyone to respond to- xD Do you think Hattie would mind if I went ahead and start posting with my new characters? I am bored out of my mind >.< She's been on, but she hasn't check any of her threads, it seems ._.)) 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rooob Boob (Clean) (#28243)
Sapphic View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 05:41:26 |
Silver panted heavily, she knew that she needed to stop the bleeding and wrapped some cloth around her neck. "Stupid b*tch, I was trying to help her. I guess I'm better of as a pit fighter." she muttered lapping up crimson water by her feet. She laid on an old pillow in her box 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rooob Boob (Clean) (#28243)
Sapphic View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 05:41:58 |
navarre (#32090)
Amorous View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 05:51:53 |
Buzzard noticed as the Doberman lowered her security. What a perfect time to strike. Stalking closer, Buzzard stayed hidden behind the boxes, but could still see her every move. With a grunt of anticipation, Buzzard surged up all her energy, and ran out. In a couple seconds she was already crushing the dog against the ground, jaws tightening against her neck. It was easy to get to her neck, because she had short fur. Buzzard however had an extra thick layer from her wolf side. She didn't have as much as a wolf, but she had more fur around her neck. Struggling to balance, Buzzard tightened her grip with every struggle the Doberman made. She could already tell she was reaching the jugular, with the noises the dog was making. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Mask {|Returned from Hiatus|} (#18537) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 06:43:50 |
Kieran Kieran lolled lazily in the spacious backyard, eyes dropping. Snowball, the Persian, was curled up under his chin, purring. "Kieran, lunchy-time! C'mon, pup!" Kieran snorted at the nickname. He hadn't been a pup for a while. Snowball trailed after the black dog, batting playfully at his fluffy tail. Pushing through the dog door, he held it open long enough for Snowball to bound past him. She was hungry, too. Kieran barked slightly at the sight of his lunch - blended chicken, spinach, and bacon - his favorite. Licking his bowl clean, his ears perked up at the sound of a car pulling up outside. Tail wagging, he raced up to the door, barking as he peered through the side window. Catching sight of an unfamiliar man, Kieran growled menacingly. "Honey, Jon's here!" The elderly woman called out as she opened the door with a welcoming smile. The man smiled back, but Kieran continued to growl. The pair, of course, went into the family room, where Kieran wasn't allowed. An old man shuffled in after them and shut the dor firmly in the dog's face. Whining, Kieran scratched the door once and turned away, only to whip around as a loud thump! emerged. Barking and growling, he howled as more thumps emerged from the room. The unknown man emerged, and Kieran immediately sprang at his leg, shaking his head savagely. The man yelled and hit the back of the black dog's head with something heavy. Yelping, Kieran stumbled back on shaky legs. Snarling and yowling, he launched himself upwards, snapping jaws closing around the man's neck as he fell backwards. Cursing, the man whipped out something bright and a sharp pain erupted across Kieran's right eye. Although half-blind, he bark-howled and put up a din as he savaged the man's neck again. Several people, attracted by the chaos, yelled and spoke into shiny boxes as they pulled Kieran, snapping wildly, off of the man. More yells erupted as the people discovered the old couple in the next room. Kieran stumbled out of the house, trailing bloody pawprints as he escaped from the confusion. Hours later, he sank into the shadows of an alley, too exhausted to noticed the tall shapes approaching him. Khaleen Khaleen braced herself against the wire cage, panting nervously. Where was her owner taking her, now? She whined as the scent of blood and fear reached her nose. Her owner's twisted face appeared, smiling eagerly as he lifted her cage out of the truck and threw it onto the ground. The large gray female growled and straightened up, her hackles bristling. She became aware of several other men watching her, but she remained focused on her owner. "I'll give you a hundred for her." "Three hundred." "One-thousand. A quiet man stepped forward. After a minute of whispering, another man stepped forward. "Fifteen hundred." He grinned widely, but scowled as the quiet man spoke again. "Twenty hundred." "Thirty hundred." "Ten grand" "Fifteen grand." The buff man grimaced. "Thirty grand." The quiet man spoke again. "You're a fool to pay a fortune on a new dog, Russell." A man called out as the crowd dispersed. Khaleen snarled savagely and snapped at the hand offered by a young man. "I'll give fifty grand, sir. Fifty grand for her." The man Russell glared, but didn't outbid the young man. Laughter rippled through the crowd, but the young man was serious. Money exchanged hands, and the man opened Khaleen's cage warily, a heavy steel collar in his hand. Khaleen trembled in anger and growled, but allowed the collar to go around her neck. a chain was hooked on, and Khaleen was led out. Snarling, Khaleen lunged at her former owner, only to feel something jerk her back. Straining forward on her hind legs, she snapped in a frenzy, only a mere three feet from her former owner. The young man yanked hard on the chain, half-dragging Khaleen away. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Iamalion {MM} (#36487)
Notable Lion View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 08:31:19 |
"Thank you, Chase." Melby says happily. For everything, to the whole saving thing, and giving her food to bring back to the pack. That also reminded her of something she was going to ask Chase a while ago. "So.. are you joining a pack with your sister?" If he was, it would limit her visits than if he stayed a stray. She frowned slightly. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rooob Boob (Clean) (#28243)
Sapphic View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 08:56:21 |
Silver panted out of confusion "What have I done to accept save you?" she asked with a few breaths, the cloth protected her and allowed her to slip her head out and get out of there, she jumped onto a dustbin and over the fence. She panted heavily, the wound had stopped bleeding. She growled "Great, I try and help someone then they try to kill me, ungrateful little b*tch." she muttered before hearing another dog, apparently called kieran, she followed the sound and scent then whimpered outside the doggy door. She knew that someone would surely look after her, right? 0 players like this post! Like? |
navarre (#32090)
Amorous View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 09:49:07 |
Buzzard followed, running at full speed, before slowing her pace. That dog didn't deserve her full attention. No use to waste energy on that. With a snort, Buzzard walked off. Her neck was still bleeding, but not as much. A small limp had infected her gait as well. The only place she could think of was either finding Koalan, or Wicker. Koalan would likely be harder, due to the fact he had a pack to take care of now. Pinning her ears against her head, Buzzard groaned, and set off to find Wicker. After awhile it was starting to get dark. She was somewhat close to where she met him, yet still far away. Plopping down in the middle of no where, Buzzard curled up into a ball, paws tucked under her chest, tail curled around her flank. Maybe he'd find her. With a sigh, Buzzard closed her eyes and slept. Not only did she not now where Wicker was, she also didn't realize she was sleeping on a street. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Mask {|Returned from Hiatus|} (#18537) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 10:01:20 |
Kieran Kieran found himself back in his house, with the worried faces of the elderly couple staring down at him. Groaning, he paw at his face weakly, his paw encountering a foreign texture. The old man gently moved his paw away. "Kieran, it's okay. You'll be fine soon." His smile was full of gratitude. "You saved us, boy! You saved us from that bad man. Thank you, Kieran. We got a special doggy treat for you, boy!" Speaking softly, the man produced a big jar of Kieran's favorite bacon treats. The male dog struggled up, managing to stand on his paws. The old woman hand him a treat and gently stroked Kieran. He gobbled up the treat and wandered over to his water bowl, quickly adjusting to being half-blind. He inspected every room in the house, making sure there was no danger, before heading out towards the backyard. Hearing a whimper, Kieran sniffed at the edges of the doggy door warily, a low growl building up inside his chest. The scent of blood mixed with the scent of a female dog aroused his curiosity. How did she yet into the yard? He wondered. Khaleen Khaleen found herself in a blooding, walled pit surrounding by men and facing a scarred Rottweiler. Her new owner removed her collar and leash before pulling himself out of the pit. Across the ring, the Rottweiler's owner did the same. the large male dog growled menacingly. Khaleen peeled back her lips. She had no clue what was going to happen, but she wouldn't put up with a dog threatening her. Suddenly, a man shouted, and the Rottweiler was released from restraining hands. Khaleen's own owner gave her a light slap on her rump. Bewildered, the large gray female ran in circles, avoiding the Rottweiler. Am I supposed to fight him?! What is this place! Her ears pinned back as the Rottweiler landed a lucky bite on her tail. She never made a noise, but whirled around and sank her teeth into the Rottweiler's shoulder, circling to avoid his slavering jaws. The gathered men shouted encouragement, but she couldn't tell who they were yelling at. Limping badly, the Rottweiler tore free and rounded on her angrily, roaring as he charged. Khaleen met the Rottweiler's snapping jaws with her own, the impact jarring both of the dog's skulls. The other dog found each of his snaps deflected by the gray female's. Feigning right, Khaleen's fangs clipped into the Rottweiler's other shoulder. The other dog soon collapsed from blood loss as Khaleen's swift attacks wore the Rottweiler down. Khaleen's new owner collected a huge sum of money from several different people who had bet against the new dog. Washing out the blood in Khaleen's fur, the young man fed her treats and praised her. The gray female licked the man's hand, and resolved to win every time if that's what it took to receive love and praise. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rooob Boob (Clean) (#28243)
Sapphic View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 10:15:38 |
Silver's neck was bleeding slightly, what was worse was the fact that she could feel blood running from every wound she had, that stupid mutt nearly killed the dog who saved her. "help." she groaned, her voice wispy and barely verbal, blood soaked her white coat and she didn't like the feeling of that anymore then the next dog. She laid still, trying to save her energy she whimpered as the blood cooled her body. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Mask {|Returned from Hiatus|} (#18537) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 10:33:06 |
Kieran Kieran snorted as the scent of blood grew stronger. Barking several times, he waited until his humans approached before sticking his head out the doggy door. Whining, he sniffed the bloody white Doberman. His owners opened the door a second later and gasped at the sight of Silver. The man disappeared back inside while the woman knelt down and stroked Silver lightly while examining the female's wounds. Kieran dutifully did his part and licked at the bloody wounds. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rooob Boob (Clean) (#28243)
Sapphic View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 11:04:23 |
Silver flinched as her head was stroked, she clearly wasn't used to friendly humans. She whimpered slightly before licking the woman's hand. Silver had pit fighting scars that anyone could recognise, like the branding of her right leg. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Mask {|Returned from Hiatus|} (#18537) King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 11:30:11 |
Kieran Kieran followed anxiously as the elderly couple lifted the white Doberman into the car of a man dressed in white. They were helped up after, and Kieran sprang up as well, offering his comfort to the white Doberman. ((Going to sleep soon ^-^)) 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rawr 🦁 [5.5k Clean Ferus] (#14454) Devastator View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 12:04:02 |
Chase Chase frowned slightly. "I don't know. Callie wants to really bad but, I-" he paused to think. "I'm not really the type that likes being bossed around. I like doing things my way and have the freedom to roam and do whatever, whenever. And I know that if I join a pack, all that's going to go away." He said sadly, looking up at Melby. He didn't want to join a pack but a weird feeling inside him makes him want to stay with the pretty white she-dog. 0 players like this post! Like? |
Rooob Boob (Clean) (#28243)
Sapphic View Forum Posts Posted on 2014-07-05 22:02:06 |