"You can't chase those kind out.. They can kill from a distence and close up easily..." Nina explained wistfully. She looked up ahead seeing crows fly overhead, a large flock of them, that being said she knew it must be good food. She bounced infront of Themis like a excited pup and darted after the crows, where the smell of raw meat was, the Crows and her nose led her to a two leg boocher. "You coming?!" She called over her shoulder, her questions coming out as a yip.

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Kaolan

Kaolan gave a yelp as something hot and painful clipped his shoulder. Growling, he bared his teeth and charged forward, ripped the object from the man's hand. At the same time, the man kicked him in the ribs, knocking out his breath. With the thing still clenched between his teeth, Kaolan backed away several feet before he spun and raced after the wolfdog and her friend, limping.

The slightly warm object filled Kaolan's mouth with a metallic tang. Stopping by a handy mound of dirt, he dropping the object and examined his shoulder. Getting hurt bad was a death sentence, in Kaolan's eyes. Thankfully, the wound was shallow, though painful. His tongue swiped the blood off of his fur and stanched the flow of blood. Hackles bristling, the pale dog then proceeded to glare at the object he had taken from the man. Funky smell? Check. Metallic taste? Check. Makes a loud noise? Check. Hurts like nobody's business? Check. Kaolan recognized the thing from his pit-fighting days. It was a bangstick, or firestick. He had seen countless humans aim the thing on their dogs if they had been badly hurt. A finger-twitch and a bang later, the dog was dead. All of the pit-fighters knew that the firestick was what happened when you lost badly, so all the dogs took care to fight as hard as they could. Snorting, Kaolan proceeded to dig a hole. He would bury it, and the man would never find it.

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Buzzard ran of in a separate direction. Her head whipped around as she noticed she was alone. She didn't mind being alone, but it felt good to have someone by her side. With a small whimper, Buzzard raised her head into the air, trying to smell them. Getting nothing, Buzzard hunched her shoulders, and decided to wait for them to come.

Lowering her body to the pavement, Buzzard lowered her head onto her paws, her eyes glancing left and right for any signs of the two. Tail curled around her flank, Buzzard snorted. Where were they?

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Kaolan

Satisfied with the depth of the hole, Kaolan pushed the firestick into the hole in the ground. His ears swiveled as he filled in the hole. Where are they? Kaolan could clearly remember the two other dogs running in this direction, yet he had not seen or heard them. Stepping over the freshly dug soil, he lowered his nose to the ground and trotted on, following the scent of the other wolfdog.

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Buzzard groveled in the dirt in boredom. She felt like waiting then walking around like an idiot searching for someone she'll probably never find. Her pelt was now caked with dirt, well not that it never was. Rolling back over, Buzzard shook herself, spraying dirt, and who now's what everywhere. She didn't notice to the last second she was in a human yard. Another scream rang through her ears, yet more deep and strict.

Turning around, Buzzard ducked just as an object hurtled towards her. With a undignified snort, Buzzard cocked her head, not sure what this human was trying to do. Another object was thrown at her. This time it hit her, in the chest.

With a yelp of surprise, Buzzard bolted running out of the yard, with the human screaming. Blurred by her speed, Buzzard ran into something, stopping her in her tracks. Bouncing forward from momentum, Buzzard landed on the ground, her chin scraping across the pavement.

Turning with a small growl, Buzzard flattened her ears, and subsided her growling, for it was only that other WolfDog.

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Kaolan

Kaolan heard a sudden scream, and a moment later, something furry and caked with dirt slammed into him. Whirling, he prepared to attack, until the thing's scent registered. It was the wolfdog he had been tracking. With the surge of adrenaline gone, he was aware of a throbbing pain in his shoulder. Twisting his head, he discovered that his wounded shoulder was bleeding once more, and starting to bruise. Annoyed, he turned to eye the female.

"What were you running from? My shoulder's going to be hurting for days, now. You never did tell me your name, either, and your friend has, quite frankly, disappeared." Kaolan grimaced, shifting his weight onto his other three paws.

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Kaolan

Kaolan looked at the female strangely. "I already told you, before that man used the firestick on us. It's Kaolan." Sighing, he rolled over and twisted his head around to lick at his shoulder.

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"Well I didn't hear you.."

With a snort, Buzzard raised her head, glaring down at Kaolan. With a small sigh herself, Buzzard layed down near him, laying her head on her front paws.

"Sorry about your shoulder."

Glancing at his bleeding shoulder, Buzzard sniffled then curled in a ballish form. Her tail lay near her maw, and her front paws lay under her chest. Opening one eye, Buzzard finally answered his subtle question.

"Buzzard."

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ooc: sorry I haven't posted, I got pretty busy :T
@Mask: you can be Diablo's beta if you still want to.

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Diablo

Nodding, the bi-color brute turned to look at the hot dog cart. "If you feel that you're in any danger, get out of there" he instructed Silversnip, his tone cautious. This theft should be relatively easy if it went according to plan, but plans working out perfectly were a uncommon occurrence, and he worried that he was putting her in danger.
Mentally shaking his head, his brown optics met hers. "Whenever you're ready" he murmured.

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Angel

Laughing softly, the french poodle shook her head. "Oui monsieur, Paris is indeed a beautiful place, but while this place is not quite so magnifique, It has it own appeal" she smiled, glancing around. "Plus, the dogs here seem to be both handsome, and full of charm" she added with a small laugh, meeting Rookie's gaze.

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((Would love to be Diablo's beta :3))

Kaolan

"That's a pretty neat name you have, Buzzard. Glad to finally know your name. Now I can stop referring to you as 'Mysterious Female' in my mind." Kaolan laughed, tail thumping the ground.

"And my shoulder will be alright in a few days, nothing to worry about. Sorry if I was being cranky." He rolled onto his back, starting to feel uncomfortably warm in his thick pelt.

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Kaolan

Kaolan shrugged with his good shoulder. "Well, I'm currently looking for a male by the name of Diablo, but not at the moment, no. I will hopefully join Diablo's pack soon." Kaolan rolled onto his belly and sprawled his legs out.

"What about you and your friend? I never got his name, either." He licked his nose and panted, trying to cool down. A small part of him yearned to be in the cool house of his previous owner, but he pushed the thought angrily away. He was done with pit-fighting, done with humans.

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(Sorry for not posting!)
Peep.
Peep fell into the dumpster, leaping out. He had hoped Tiger was near, after all, what could be near this dumpster? The worst possibility was a pack of dogs. Peep patiently waited for Tiger to hurry, as to see what was in the actual town. He certainly wasn't a stray just yet. His ears perked up every so often, hearing loud noises. They were probably just from a few cars.

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Wicker woke up with a start, and instantly sighed. His muscles were tense when he got up and shook himself. He wasn't surprised he'd fallen asleep, but he growled in irritation. It was stupid, falling asleep in such an open area.

He slid down the slope and stood beside the stream for a quick couple of drinks before heading back towards the city. Wicker's stomach was hurting from the lack of food, which brought back what happened.

He instantly wondered where Buzzard and the other dog were, but Wicker would find them eventually.

Stopping beside the familiar dumpster, he climbed inside and quickly grabbed something random, scared for another human appearance again. He'd had enough of that for a whole year.

Wicker carried it off a distance away and dropped it. It was a bread bun, and he ate it quickly. He always liked bread, and it was nice to finally have some again.

Wicker licked his lips, and continued down the street with his shoulders hunched and tail down. He didn't want to draw any more attention, so he took any alley there were, or hid whenever a human would pass by.

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