Zara | Female | Doberman | 10 Months Old |

She screamed "Stop! Stop!" she looked at her sister, when her sister did nothing she ran to Drill who was now on the ground after Daemons last hit. She jumped in front of him and looked at him with tears streaking down her face.
"Stop!" she yelled. Then looked at Drill and started to lick him frantically. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry Drill" she kept repeating, she didn't remember any of them besides her sister. She barely recognized them but didn't remember them.

Paradox | Male | Lowchen | 3 years old |

He shook his head and ran towards them. He would have let Daemon shred the male, but this was Zara. He ran to them "Daemon that's enough. Later, you can finish him later if you want. But Now We don't need to give Zara this impression. Right now all she sees is a big brute killing her protector with her sister watching" he glares at Nyphadora. "Everyone needs to get in the hotel Now" he growled.

Nyphadora | Female | Doberman | 3 Years Old |

She was completely taken aback by his sisters demeanor, but then remembered that this was Zara...not an Assassin. She watched in surprise as the Lowchen broke in and talked some sense into them all, she looked at Drill and Zara, then at Daemon and Paradox. She nodded:
"Paradox, get some herbs ready, Daemon go get Phantom and bring a mattress down for him to lay on" she walked towards them.

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Daemon|Male|Georgian Shepherd|3 1/2

After head butting the male he didnt move, even with Zara standing there. His growls still echoing in his chest. Only when Paradox spoke it shook him back into reality. With not a word he left to find Phantom then go get a mattress like Ny instructed him to do. "Sorry." He muttered quietly when the matress was brought down to the bottom floor of the hotel. Drill didnt even have major wounds, just a bite on his muzzle and a head butt, Daemon could've ended him the minute he bit down on the muzzle but he held back.

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Drill | Male | Beauceron | 1 Year Old

Drill's snarling grew louder once Daemon shredded his muzzle, new blood dripping from the ripped skin. He barely had time to react before the huge male barreled him over and stood over him threateningly. He stared back up at him, expression still defiant despite his whole body searing with pain. Zara's apologetic words and tongue lapping at his wounds did nothing to ease the rage in his heart and only his care for the other young dog kept him from snapping at her on instinct. In this moment he hated Nyphadora more than ever.

It wouldn't surprise him if Calamity had once run with these dogs, but he was in no mood to ask. Drill was more-so the spitting image of his mother with his black and rust coat along with dark brown eyes, but if one looked closely enough they might notice some resemblance in the shape of his head and face, even if Drill still had a bit of growing to do before he was finally grown. He forced himself shakily back up to his paws. "I don't want any of your help," he growled at Nyphadora with distaste, pausing to nudge Zara's shoulder gently to let her know he didn't mean her. "You all want me dead so you can be rid of me anyway. Especially you," he growled at Ny. "I'm not stupid and I can take care of myself, so don't touch me."

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CORA WHERE ART THOU))

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Cayenne

After all the edible food was out of the metal box, she wriggled and danced away from the door, which thudded shut with a loud clang. She snapped up the hotdog which had been pushed towards her, neraly swallowing it hole, and looked around. She didn't see anything which immediatly looked like it could be used, but she was sure there was some bag or old box or something. She went around to the back and sniffed around some more, and found two good sized cardboard boxes, and brought them back. "I found something to carry the food" She announced. She started to drop the packages of food into a box. She wasn't sure if she wanted to join the dogs or not. She had wanted to have her own pack, the idea of being a leader always appealed to her, but she didn't have any other dogs to back her up. No one really seemed to be in charge here, so she decided to take her chance here, maybe lead, maybe not. After all, if she didn't like the way it was going in the pack, she could always leave, but she wouldn't have the option of joining this pack forever. She didn't want to strand Sao though, but she doubted that Sao would pass up the offer of the pack, she seemed to be getting well acquanted with Ace anyways. She stopped moving packages and looked at Misha, "I'll join you guys if Sao wants to, but I don't want to leave Sao, not again."

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Sorry I fell asleep!)
Nyphadora | Female | Doberman | 3 Years Old |

Her lip curled at the male "If I wanted you dead, you would be. Once you saw me you should have given her to me" she stated "You could have avoided the whole thing" She sighed. She looked at her sister again, saw how she was taking care of Drill and scared of the whole situation. She shook her head again, her ears lowering. This situation was nothing but a huge mess. She took a good look at Drill, how his muscles were slowly tiring, how he had lost so much blood, his neck was shredded, his muzzle now shredded and blood was amiss.
"And it seems like you can't take care of yourself" she growled. "You need our help, and we need yours" She quit growling, her diplomatic voice back in place. "We need your knowledge of this place, you've been here longer than we have, and you need our protection. You don't want to leave Zara, and neither do I" she looked at them. Then began to walk towards the hotel once Paradox started nipping at her.

Paradox | Male | Lowchen | 3 years old |

He listened as Nyphadora said her piece. He walked over to the yearling and started sniffing his wounds to see how deep and what all needed to be done. He checked Zara out as well and sniffed/poked at her paw to see how twisted it was, it wasn't very bad, just needed some rest and she would be back on her feet. Drill however, needed a day or two to re-coop from whatever attack he was in. When Nyphadora finished, he walked to her and started nipping her:
"Alright Nyphadora, let's go back to the hotel before something else starts up, you heartless bitch" he nipped at her again, when she started moving off. He returned to the two and said in a soft gentle voice:
"Come now. Let's go to the hotel so I can treat your wounds"

Zara | Female | Doberman | 10 Months Old |

She listened to her sister, her floppy ears perked forward. Pain shot through her paw as a little dog, just a bit smaller than she was, came up and prodded at her pain, she flinched but was otherwise fine. When Nyphadora left Zara whispered:
"You don't have to be so mean" she sighed and turned her attention back to Drill. She nudged him with her nose and looked at the little dog who had the back half of his body completely shaved, what hair was left was long and kept cleaned. She watched him go back and forth between her and Drill. He set her at ease, his gentle paws and gentle voice kept her thoughts gentle and her unease calm.

Phantom | Male | Caucasian Ovtcharka | 3 years old|

"What the hell happened out there Dameon?" He asked once he saw Daemon come into the hotel. Phantom was the backup incase things got really ugly. He helped Daemon with the mattress and shook himself, now that he was cleaned up his fur was ultra fluffy but extra nice and cooling. He looked at his friend and looked at his slight wound and shook his head:
"I'm assuming he wouldn't give you Zara"

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Daemon|Male|Georgian Shepherd|3 1/2

He simply huffed, "The bastard wouldnt give in." He replied before moving to a far corner of the room near and window and sat watching the streets. Taking up the spot as his own little area, "If they didnt stop me.. He'd be dead." He confessed quietly, most the dogs in their pack knew how the modes came and went. How strong some of the urges were to kill the defiant ones. This one luckily wasnt to stong but he still felt bad.

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Drill | Male | Beauceron | 1 Year Old

Drill huffed, turning his face away from Nyphadora stubbornly as she spoke. Though his cropped ears were still perked to show he was listening. Between blood loss and Zara sighing at his side the aggression seemed to drain out of him. Especially after the older Doberman had left. He forced himself not to flinch away when the Lowchen started sniffing at his wounds and his mind began to drift before the smaller dog's voice brought him back to the present. He heaved himself up to his paws shakily with a grunt and began limping into the hotel, head hanging low. He was tired. So. Very. Tired.

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Nyphadora | Female | Doberman | 3 Years Old |

She walked inside the hotel and found Daemon with Phantom, she made her way towards them and laid down next to Phantom, watching the others.

Phantom | Male | Caucasian Ovtcharka | 3 years old|

"yes I know Daemon, I watched" he sighed "Once you're in your element, it's hard to switch out of it. So many dogs call us heartless when in reality there are two sides of an assassin. The business side, then the Dog side" he sat down and watched the others come in next to his friend. He licked her head, to him it was obvious that she was distressed and that their intro was not the way she wanted it to go. He sniffed then caught a scent of an old 'friend'-
"Does anyone else smell Calamity?"

Paradox | Male | Lowchen | 3 years old |

"Take it easy now" he said gently. He eased Drill onto the mattress and looked at Zara "I need you to find a herb that has a yellow flower on it, it will help his wounds" he said as he turned his attention back to Drill. He started to gather a couple things while talking:
"I am Paradox, the Scout and Medic of our little group. I've heard about you, yet I don't know your name" he stated.
(Zara leaves and does as he asks)

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Drill | Male | Beauceron | 1 Year Old

Drill flopped down onto the mattress without question once Paradox led him to it, barely noticing that Zara wasn't by his side anymore. "Drill," he mumbled sleepily when the smaller canine inquired his name. He seemed nicer than the rest of the group. It was unclear to Drill whether this was some form of deception or not, but he was finding it hard to care at the moment. His ears twitched when he heard Phantom mention Calamity, but he didn't feel like talking about his wayward father right now. Perhaps Zara could fill them in later if they really wanted to know.

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Sanguine | Graveyard | > Gambol

((I don't mind short replies, don't worry xD Sometimes it needs to be short))

"Oh, no!" Sanguine exclaimed, pausing to sniff at a stone in the shape of a cross. "No, I guess not. And I didn't realize it until just today." Sanguine trotted over to a few more stones to do the same, and scented the earth between them. "There's a human body buried under each rock," he reported. "Just humans, so I think we should be safe."

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Daemon|Male|Georgian Shepherd|3 1/2

"Now that you mention it Phantom.. I do." His voice held a soft growling tone to it. Still fed up with the new terrian. He moved to flop down next to Nyphadora and lay his head on her back. "Im sorry." He mumbled quietly, he hadnt hurt the yearling much, but it had been enough to set off Zara and that's what affected him after he snapped back into his usual doggy self.

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Daemon|Male|Georgian Shepherd|3 1/2

"Now that you mention it Phantom.. I do." His voice held a soft growling tone to it. Still fed up with the new terrian. He moved to flop down next to Nyphadora and lay his head on her back. "Im sorry." He mumbled quietly, he hadnt hurt the yearling much, but it had been enough to set off Zara and that's what affected him after he snapped back into his usual doggy self.

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Can't help myself)
Nyphadora | Female | Doberman | 3 Years Old |

She made a reassuring sound and turned her neck to lick his cheek before she laid her head back and watched Paradox work.
"It's alright Daemon, it happens to the best of us" she smiled at him. She began to sniff a little and she looked at Phantom "Yes I smell him too, but I don't think he would bother us so soon. He is an assassin after all" She mentioned and laid her head down on her paws, they've had a hard journey and all she wanted to do was to rest now with her little Zara, but it seemed like Zara wanted nothing to do with her yet, so she settled for Daemon, which wasn't a problem for her.

Zara | Female | Doberman | 10 Months Old |

She brought back the herbs that Paradox had requested and began to chew them per his orders. She had a full mouth as she watched over Drill, already seeing that he was probably going to pass out sooner or later. She spat them out with a disgusted noise and shook her head to rid it of the taste, when that didn't work. She settled for licking his wounds to get most of the clogged blood again, Paradox would need a clean spot to work with. She hummed soothing tones that Nyphadora would sing to her when they were still with the pack, and when they were out on their own.

Paradox | Male | Lowchen | 3 years old |

"Thank you Lady Zara" he smiled at her. So many memories that pup brought back to him, so many that he tried to keep himself together. He instructed her to chew the herbs, when she was finished and began to clean the wounds, he applied the herbs gently with his small paws, Zara was more of a healer than a fighter he recognized. Sisters of night and Day they were. He listened to her voice as he worked, getting into a soothing rhythm.
"i wish we could have met under better circumstances Drill, but we all have our difficulties. I shall be the first to thank you for helping our dear friend and her baby sister. They meant a great deal to us all" he smiled.

Phantom | Male | Caucasian Ovtcharka | 3 years old|

He continued to sit and watch Paradox, giving an occasional glance to Nyphadora and Daemon. He sat there and stewed, thinking about Calamity and what could have happened.

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Drill | Male | Beauceron | 1 Year Old

"Nice to meet you," he said, sounding a bit far away. Zara's soothing hums certainly weren't helping him stay awake. Hearing the older dogs whisper about Calamity made him twitch a little. They really did know him. "That's my dad," he mumbled without thinking, beginning to drift into a doze. Whatever Paradox was putting on his wounds helped ease some of the sting and he sighed thankfully.

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