The Plague Dogs (Semi-Advance; Role Play)

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    OOC: NOOO NEKA!!!!


    "NEKA!!" howl Guntiver, as the Bernese Mountain Dog strunk at the chest of one Zombie Dog and flung it over the fence, he pace over to Zombie Dog to covered Neka with its fangs. Using the stick again, Guntiver dug deep within the dog's brain trying to scrap the German Shepard off of her! "Why didn't you go in when I said so?!" growl Guntiver through the stick, then think "Since she is bitten, just that mean..."

    Neka looked up to see her leader helping her. She smiled a bit then her head struck down. Closing her eyes and opening them again she looked lifeless. "No," she growled and bit her paw. Green stuff oozed out and then little trickles of real life dog blood. She winced as it oozed out blood. The venom was fast but if you reacted quickly before it surges into the brain cells then it would pour out. It couldn't be a small nip though, it had to be a bite and it bled quickly. Neka still felt dizzy and soon green ooze poured out again. This would have to go on for a while since it almost touched her last brain cell. She whimpered and touched her wet nose to Guntiver's hind leg in a 'thanks' motion and the fainted.

    "Neka, you're going to make it!" growl Guntiver, leaving the needle in the Zombie Dog's brain as he begins to drag Neka towards the house. Using the micro size hole they found earlier, the brute push her inside to be check out with the other dogs; returning back to Scythe for another way in, Guntiver bark at the other dogs "For her safe reason, cut off her paw that was bitten. Maybe we can stop the infect in her!"

    Neka couldn't hear a thing. All she could think about was Prince's threat. She was standing there. Then a dog, Prince, threatened her. Barking and growling came from Prince. Luckily it was washed away by a flood of green blood. She yelped out loud and opened her eyes. The chain on her neck some how tightened its grip. She looked around. Where was Guntiver?

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    "Oh, I do hope they're going to be okay," I murmur, then stand onto my legs once again and make my way around the great expansion of a place. "I suggest we start with a baricade, that way those mongrels won't be able to come in here and eat us all, like a cat finding a nest of mice. You, there, pup. You sniff out the small crooks and crannies. Big Brother, or whatever your name is, you start filling them up. Let's go, people! We want to live here!"


    Chilling brown eyes locked on the fae and seemed to look right through her. "No one. Calls. Me. Big. Brother. Got it." his voice was calm and cold as he lifted his muzzle from Harmony. The blue eyed pup looked up shyly at the new dog before ducking into the large brute's chest.


    "We have names...and with all do respect...you're not the boss here" his voice was clipped and cool as he rose to his paws narrowing his cold brown eyes. The small puppy peeked out from behind his legs unsure if she should do as the new dog had asked. The rusty colored German Shepherd flicked his ebony ears back before looking down at his tiny companion.


    "Stay" it seemed instant as the pup's rear jerked down so she was sitting upright like a solider "Be good. I'll be back".


    "Yes, Big Brother" the dappled pup said nodding to the bigger dog. The large brute then passed the canine that had ordered him and his beloved Harmony.


    "I'll do it myself" he grunted as he passed her. The dappled pup just sat there tipping her head at the fae her 'brother' had basically snapped at.


    "I...I'm sorry...Big Brother...doesn't like other dogs" she apologized shyly for her companion once he was a bit out of earshot.



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    Destiny glanced over her shoulder as the dark fae ordered them around and the German shepherd's retort. She glanced back at the small pup she had helped in, and decided not to interfere.




    Instead, Destiny rose to her paws and padded over to Neka. "Are you alright?" She asked softly, noticing her paw, and green blood around it. She had heard Guntiver's order, but she wasnt sure though... Maybe Neka could make it... With her paw.


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    Neka grunted. She tried to struggle up but fell down. She growled. Then she closed her eyes. She huffed and then green blood gushed out again.

    Crawling through the thick hole that's his size, Guntiver beam his eyes at the dogs that race to this cabin. Silent filled the air as the inside was worse than outside-- While not with terrorized zombies coming over your flesh and soul! The Bernese Mountain Dog skip over to his new friends while he scan over Neka's bitten paw, "We need to either to two things: Cut off her paw...Or kill her. We don't need no Zombie Dog in here with us!" Waiting for the other to reply, Guntiver takes a sneak peak at the badly damage, but safe and comfy house; it seem to be a three bedroom from the stairs, but still have a foul smell like bunch of dead people cooked there!

    Neka lifted her head. "There will be no heal if you cut off my leg. Just peal off the bite. I feel better it is just this wound. Whatever works I don't care," she growled. She licked her leader's nose and then closed her eyes.

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    "I Would Do Whatever She Says, After All, It Is Her Life That We Are Handling." A Deep Voice Entered The Room, A Small Growl To His Tone. After Hearing One Of The Other Faes Were Ordering The Dogs Around, "I Do Believe That You Should Not Be Ordering Others Around, Let Someone Else Do It, Such As Guntiver." He Barked, Telling The Fae. The Brute Moved Into His Room, That Had No Windows. He Made The Decision To Let Them Handle With Neka. Although, If She Turned Into A Zombie, He Would Kill Her. There Was No Other Decision That Would Be Made Beside That. Scythe Settled Against The Ground, His Eyelids Dropping Over His Optics.
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    "Wait, you're right, Scythe! This is Neka's life...But biting off the wound with our fangs can mean our teeth can have the infect; however, I won't kill another life of whom I just met!" admit Guntiver "Lets scrap it off with a stick that I found...It'll hurt, but it's worth it." The massive brute travel back outside to grip the stick that he fought a Zombie Dog; the dog was still dangling on it, and the blood of it dump it. "I should wash this off, I hope this house have water." think Guntiver

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    Scythe Lifted His Shoulders In A Shrug, Setting His Head Against The Ground. The Male Beaurceron Walked Over To A Near By Sink In His Room That Was Still Able To Produce Water. He Latched His Jaws Around The Lever And Pulled It Downward, Watching As Ice Temperatured Liquid Emerged From The Faucet.
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    Neka heard the voice of another dog she had seen. Scythe! She also smelled different dogs. She growled and shook her head violently. She opened her eyes slowly and then growled. She soon saw one last flood of green blood come out and tthen her oewn. Still something must be done. She struggled up and wobbled around. She then hit the wall ith her side. She yepled and used it as a support. She still felt dizzy and now her side hurt.

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    Scythe Arose And Exited The Room, Approaching Neka. "Hey, You Need To Calm Down, Or You Will Make It Worse." He Informed Her. The Male Beaurceron Glanced Around The Room, Searching For Something To Cut The Infected Bite Of Skin Off. In The Corner, He Noticed Two Sticks. Good Enough, He Thought, Running Over And Grabbing Them. The Brute Sprinted Back And Dropped One. "Bite On This." He Used The Other One In His Maw And Began Rubbing The Sharp Point Of The Stick Against The Skin.
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    I keep myself from giving him a good talking-to but let him and the other white dog pass and go on with their business, my pelt bristling at the fact that I was just trying to not get us all killed in this place. Who goes and locks themselves in a building that has no other escape route, where the enemies outside can get to them and kill them off one by one, if not wait until they're starved and desperate? Are they that simple-minded?
    "At least he didn't try to attack me," I grunt to the pup. "Then we have a problem."
    I dip my head to her and add, "My name is Darla, Darla of the Chesterfields, to be exact. And you are?"

    Neka growled and bit the stick. She howled in pain. Why was he doing this! She finally remembered the bite. She grunted and bit her chain collar. "Hurry!" She yelped and bit down on the chain again. Blood started to ooze from her mouth from biting the chain. She didn't really care.

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    A Guilty Look Appeared On His Cranium, As He Moved Quicker. The Male Beaurceron Quickly Peeled The Infected Bite Off And Cowered Over Her Paw. There Were Many More Escape Routes, Those Of Which None Of The Others Knew Of, But Him. He Had Only Known This From Experience, Because He Had Lived Here With His Owners, Until The World Changed.. The Brute Pushed The Thought Away And Peered Down At The Fae. "Are You Alright?" He Questioned, His Head Tilting To The Right A Bit. Due To This, His Spiked Collar Slid Down A Bit, Making Him Immediately Turn His Head Back Straight.
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    Neka huffed as the bite was gone. Her brown eyes looked like a golden map in the light. "Yea I'm fine just a little sore in the paw," she woofed. She stummbled around a bit then exited the building. She was being bothered by Prince's threat. She had a great pack and two great friends, Guntiver and Scythe. She growled as her paw sent a wave of pain into her. She shook her paw and limped over to a broken shed. It wasn't to far but a good distance. She lifted up some wood peices and found a skateboard. Tina's, her old owner, skateboard. She pulled it out. It was jacked up but she didn't care. Most faes didn't do this but she was different. She loved this as she pushed and then rolled. The female doberman howled with much glee.

    "Great work, Scythe! Neka, you'll be fine soon, I hope." smile Guntiver, then drop the weapon stick on the side. Gleaming at Neka's glee of the skateboard made the brute premise about his past: He never had no owner, just him, father, mother, and siblings; maybe from this new world and the humans that tried to cure all disease by terrorizing dogs made him wonder "Are all humans bad? Do they pretend to love use so they can use us?". Letting the thought swim in his mind made him slightly growled at the fact. "Neka, stop playing with that thing! We have to make a plan to escape this city!" bark Guntiver "We can't stay here since those Zombie Dogs know where we are; they may bring other to knock down the door."

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    Scythe Gave A Nod To Show He Understood His Appreciation. "Guntiver!" He Called Out, Remembering One Of His Escape Routes. He Knew Exactly What To Do In Order To Escape The City..
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