The small yorkshire terrier peeked her head out of the car window. Her hair was in ribbons, as it always was before she was sent off for another long day at a dog show. Her tail fell as she heard the familiar yaps as they came closer. Her stomach rumbled. Ever let a dog eat now-a-days? She wanted to yap at her owners, but she knew they wouldn't understand her. They should Shush! her and try to block her out.
She watched as the familiar building got bigger and bigger as she arrived. When the car door opened, she jumped out, and raced for the bushes behind the building. Beast! Beast! her owners called. Beast dashed through the hedges behind and raced into a suburban area. Where am I? She knocked one of the ribbons out of her hair and tried to find a place to find-- food! There it was, she could smell it. She raced up to one of the houses and scratched on the door, starved.
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OOC: Didn't know I had a dog, eh? -michevous grin-
IC: Mocha peeked her head out of her doghouse. Her fluffy chocolate lab coat was soft, normal for a puppy. She tried to bark at the new dog, but all she did was a weak yap. -
Beast jumped, thoroughly surprised. "Oh.. hi.." She yapped, her head down. She managed to knaw out her other bow before running to the new dog. "I'm Beast." The yorkshire terrier felt silly compared to such a big dog, but she licked her puppy coat down and looked back up at the dog.
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OOC: Mocha's a puppy too.... so she isn't that big. :P
IC: Mocha barked for no reason. "What are you doing here? Lost?" -
"Uhm, nope. Nope. Not lost." Beast mumbled. "I ran away." She admitted.
OOC| A lab puppy usually weighs about 20-40 pounds. So, still big for Beast, since shes only 3 and almost fully grown. -
OOC: Oh. Silly me. :P
IC: Mocha nodded. "Well, whats your name?" she asked curiously. Hopefully she could make friends with this dog before she went away. -
"I'm Beast." The small yorkie looked up. "It's silly, I know. I don't have anywhere to stay.. but I think I'm going to be traveling around.." She explained.
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Mocha tail waved. "I'm Mocha." she explained. "And.... I'll come with you. I need a day or two away from my owners, anyways. Bad dog, Mocha! You know your not supposed to go on the carpet! I mean, I can't hold my bladder sometimes!" Suddenly noticed she was babbling on like one of her owner's daughters, she whimpered, embarresed.
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Beast let out an amused rruff. "That's okay, I'm usually rambling on about things too. But I don't really live in a house, I travel around to do Dog Shows. Its fun.. but its tiring."
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"Oh." Mocha barked, glad to be comminucating well with the dog. "Mooooocha!" called a voice. Mocha growled with anger. "That's my owner." she whispered.
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"Um.. I'll hide." Beast sprinted into the bushes, then peeked out to see what they were doing.
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Mocha nodded and dashed over to the door. She walked in. "Mooooccccchhhhhaaa, time for lunch!" said her Jasmine, her owner. Mocha noticed her Beefy kibbles and her fresh water. "Yum." she barked, digging into her meal. When she was done, she skittered back outside. "She's gone." she whispered into the bushes.
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Beast padded out, her stomach rumbling. "I missed my afternoon meal.." Beast whined. She thought about her pork and bacon that were always waiting for her at this time, warmed up roast beef on bread.. Beast's mouth watered temporarily as she contemplated whether or not to go back to her pedigree life.
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Mocha looked at Beast. "I can bring out some Beefy Kibbles." she suggested.
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Beast furrowed her eyes. "Er.. what? Fine.. whatever those are." When Mocha returned, Beast attempted to take a bite. "PLECK!" she spit them out, coughing. "They're DRY.. and they don't look like any beef I've ever tried."
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Mocha flinched back. "Maybe some Barkie Arkies?"
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Beast looked at Mocha. "Uhm.. no thanks.." She replied. Her tail drooped as her stomach growled. She really wanted her regular meal. She glanced longingly at the tall building where the dog shows were being held. Her stomach urged her to run.
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"Well, what do you eat, cat food?" Mocha asked sarcasticly.
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Beast grimaced. She then went into detail about the food she usually ate. "Roast beef, medium rare, on toasted bread with cream cheese and a side of bree. I usually also have a small glass of lamb and rice alpo on the side and a glass of purified water. On Saturdays, I have a well-done steak with a side of bacon and pork." Her mouth began to water.
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Mocha barked angirly. "Show off." she mumbled under her breath. She began to lap up the remaining Beefy Kibbles she had brought out to Beast.