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Post by VIXENCLAW on Mar 18, 2017 16:10:23 GMT -5
Bluebelle's head jerked up from her paws when she heard voices. Judging by how loud they were, they dogs were close. She quickly back quietly away into the ferns, but a sudden pang in her belly stopped her. What if they had food? Maybe they would be kind enough to give her a bit, and she did need someone to take care of her. She crept out of the ferns, licking her jaws nervously, her eyes full of hope.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2017 17:27:08 GMT -5
Bird raised her sleek gray head at the subtle rustling of the ferns, and quickly went over with wide brown eyes. "You look quite hungry, pup." She mewed with a slight hint of surprise in her voice. "I''ve got to catch you some food! Anyways, what's your name?" The swift-dog asked quickly, her voice slightly soft when talking to a dog like this who was younger than her.
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Mar 18, 2017 18:09:15 GMT -5
Bluebelle looked up at Bird with wide, brown eyes. "M-my names B-Bluebelle." She replied quietly, shuffling her paws. "And t-thank you, I haven't eaten much the last few days..."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2017 9:58:16 GMT -5
"No problem. Pine, could you do the honour of staying with this pup?" Bird queried briskly, not waiting for an answer and quickly slinking into the forest. She almost immediately picked up all the rich scents of prey and felt a small pang of hunger herself. Bluebelle needs it more than me. She thought with a shake of her head, deciding to follow that of a delicious rabbit that had strayed from its normal habitat. Smiling to herself, the slightly young dog shook her head silently and crept around trees, finally seeing that plump animal tucking in on some leaves and not paying attention to anything. She bunched up her legs and bounded after it, feeling the wind rush in her fur as she chased the rabbit and quickly caught up. With a bark of triumph, the swift-dog sank her claws into it and shook it in her jaws, carrying it back to Bluebelle and feeling quite proud with herself. "There. Will that suffice?"
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Mar 19, 2017 12:15:38 GMT -5
Bluebelle could hardly believe it when Bird dropped the plump rabbit in front of her. She nodded, and after barking a quick thanks, she pounced onto the rabbit and tore into it, savoring the rich, meaty flavor.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2017 12:55:54 GMT -5
"Hey, where did you come from?" Bird asked curiously. "Just wondering, because it's probably not the most common thing to be a pup alone by yourself out here." She explained, sitting down for a moment and scratching her ear with her hind leg.
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Mar 19, 2017 13:23:36 GMT -5
Bluebelle licked the last of the rabbit from her jaws, her stomach now comfortably full. "I lived on a longpaw.... ranch, I think it was called. I don't really know much about it, only there were lots of other dogs there, and they trained them to herd sheep and cattle. There was a fire, my mother-dog escaped with me, but she died soon after, she got too many burns, I guess...." she let out a whimper when she remembered her mother-dog. "That's why I'm alone, your the first dogs I've seen since my mother-dog died."
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Post by Pixie on Mar 21, 2017 10:32:13 GMT -5
(Sorry for not replying until now. I'm on vacation which means I'm on mobile. Mi can't color code right now, but once I get back, I should be able to color code normally.)
Pine looked at the pup and then at Bird. She let Bird talk to the pup as pups already enough made her nervous. She listened closely, wondering what the pup would say next.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2017 15:15:01 GMT -5
"Oh, that's unfortunate." Bird mewed sympathetically, trying her best to not startle or frighten the pup. "Well I'm glad we found you when we did. You can travel with us if you'd like. Pine, are you alright with that?" She asked. "We can't just leave her here. I don't think she can even hunt for herself.."
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Post by Pixie on Mar 23, 2017 7:27:03 GMT -5
Pine perked her ears. We're already traveling together? She then thought on how she didn't mind that and the company of dogs were much better than no dogs. Her heart lifted out of her chest and she gave a sloppy grin.
"'Course she can."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2017 15:16:02 GMT -5
"Wonderful! Are you alright with that, Bluebelle?" Bird asked breezily, letting a little yawn slip out of her mouth casually. "Y'know, it's kind of funny. We're almost like a little pack! The other funny thing is that I just met Pine, right before you, Bluebelle. I suppose we're officially traveling together." She remarked with a wag of her tail.
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Missing the live topic feed from the old warriors....
Pronouns: She/her
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Post by ᔕTOᖇᗰᖴIEᖇᑕEᗪOG on Mar 23, 2017 15:50:47 GMT -5
Screen Name: stormfiercedog Dog's Name: Storm Personality: Oh yes... Storm. She is something else, let me tell ya. For being only 70 pounds and standing 2 1/2 feet at the shoulder, she is a spit fire of a dog. Storm can come across as cold and cruel, but the Doberman was just brought up guarded. She is getting older in age and has been through a lot, including 3 packs that have all been long deserted. She has grown to be very wise and if you take the time to get to know her, she will warm up to you. Description: She is a black and tan Doberman, and is about 7 years old now. She has a sleek black coat and dark, intelligent eyes. History: (optional) [See personality] Questions: (optional) Code Word: NO Hope this is good.  ]] |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Mar 23, 2017 23:20:29 GMT -5
"Oh yes! I would LOVE living with you!" Bluebelle yapped happily, already starting to love her new companions.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2017 7:12:42 GMT -5
"Well, I suppose that's good. We're officially traveling together." Bird chuckled, shaking out her fur and tentatively lifting a paw. "Shall we get going now, or..." She ventured with uncertainty in her voice.
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Post by Pixie on Mar 25, 2017 22:21:30 GMT -5
Screen Name: stormfiercedog Dog's Name: Storm Personality: Oh yes... Storm. She is something else, let me tell ya. For being only 70 pounds and standing 2 1/2 feet at the shoulder, she is a spit fire of a dog. Storm can come across as cold and cruel, but the Doberman was just brought up guarded. She is getting older in age and has been through a lot, including 3 packs that have all been long deserted. She has grown to be very wise and if you take the time to get to know her, she will warm up to you. Description: She is a black and tan Doberman, and is about 7 years old now. She has a sleek black coat and dark, intelligent eyes. History: (optional) [See personality] Questions: (optional) Code Word: NO Hope this is good. ]] (Could you color code? After that, it all should be fine.) |
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Post by Pixie on Mar 25, 2017 22:34:28 GMT -5
Pine chimed in, "I believe in Spirit Dogs. I believe that they'll lead us somewhere far and I've heard stories of different kinds of paradise." I'd like a place with good hunting, a good camp and no threats at all and if that's paradise, count me in! Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked at her two new buddies.
"I'm probably spewing stuff, but it doesn't matter. Bird, we'll raise this pup, but first we have to find her a good home."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2017 9:52:21 GMT -5
"Spirit dogs.... My mother-dog used to tell me about them. I only remember the Wind-Dog, who used to run so fast, faster than any swift-dog. I hope we can find a wonderful place to stay. Where should we look first?" Bird asked, almost like a pup again when she remembered the old stories she used to hear with a fond smile. She now decided to look at Pine for guidance on where to find a home, not knowing much on the subject herself.
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Post by Pixie on Mar 26, 2017 10:13:23 GMT -5
Pine flicked her ear. "Anywhere with a running creek should be good." Creeks were good water sources which almost always had fish to eat in them and Pine knew a thing or two about catching fish. It wasn't only that either as long as there was a water source, there'd always be more animals to eat.
Maybe dogs would be there.
"Do you have ideas?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2017 10:16:37 GMT -5
"Not at the moment. Creeks have prey and water, so that would be nice. I travelled by one recently, I think it's down that way." Bird mewed uncertainly, turning west and gesturing there a bit vaguely before looking back at Pine. "It would be wonderful if there were nice places to run..." She murmured softly to herself, but shook out her fur. "Of course, that's not necessary."
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Post by Pixie on Mar 26, 2017 18:30:37 GMT -5
Pine heard the comment that Bird said to herself and a feeling of discomfort struck through her and she started to worry so she let out a soft bark and turned to Bird with widened eyes, a low head and tail.
"But of course, we can find a place where all three of us are happy."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 6:44:32 GMT -5
"Yes. I hope that all of us will like the place we find. Shall we get looking soon? It'll be good to get going as soon as possible." Bird asked briskly, impatience slightly creeping into her voice.
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Post by Pixie on Mar 27, 2017 17:06:51 GMT -5
Pine looked toward the sun. "Where do we go from here?" She then looked around, observing. What have I been doing before I met Bird? Pine was just walking from her destructive city, didn't know what directions to take nor where to go.
"Follow me," she woofed before walking to the direction that was opposite to the sun.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 19:09:25 GMT -5
Bird "Do you know where we're exactly going?" She asked uncertainly, pausing and lifting one of her long front paws up tentatively before padding along with Pine. "Well, never mind. I trust you." She said with a small shrug and smile. "I really do, I promise. I'm sure we all need a place to stay, so you must be leading us to a wonderful place."
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Post by Pixie on Mar 27, 2017 19:49:52 GMT -5
Pine barked a laugh, "I don't where I'm going, but we need to start somewhere if we are to find the perfect territory." She wagged her tail once, twice and her ears perked as she sniffed the pine scent of the woods. She knew where she was at, Ice Wind was not really a thing as snow never even touched the grass covered ground.
"Thank you for trusting me," she woofed.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2017 7:50:47 GMT -5
"Of course I would trust you, I always trust dogs." Bird replied simply, pawing st the ground. "Bluebelle, shall we leave now?"
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Apr 1, 2017 8:58:06 GMT -5
"I'm fine with leaving now!" Yapped Bluebelle, her meal giving her energy.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2017 10:03:33 GMT -5
"Sounds good." Bird replied with a curt nod, stretching her legs and blinking. "Sooo.... What are we waiting for?" The swift-dog asked, tilting her head and pawing at the ground with clear impatience.
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Post by Pixie on Apr 1, 2017 11:03:45 GMT -5
Pine nodded toward the right, away from the sun. "Let's go," she said with a small bark and a lazy smile. Her heart fast in her chest, but all the same she could feel a longing toward of ache about her old friends, destroyed and turned into ashes and embers. She started to feel nostalgic as she looked at Bluebelle and Bird.
She started making way, deeper into the woods.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2017 11:11:09 GMT -5
Bird smiled in response, swiftly trotting into the trees and catching up with Pine in a short moment. She took a few moments while padding along to enjoy the sunlight dappling the forest floor and the birds that flew through the trees, carefree and happy. She lowered her head and thought about how wonderful it must be to become a bird.
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Post by Pixie on Apr 1, 2017 11:11:15 GMT -5
(time skip?)
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