This is kind of based off of the book Survivors, feel free to join!
Oz ran through the empty streets. The Two-leggeds were gone, but where? He barked, but the only response that he got was his echoed bark. Did the Big Roar make them all go away? he asked himself. He look at the crack that ran through the street. He looked around him, the buildings were run down and torn. The paint was peeling, others were rotting. Alone? Is this what it feels like to be alone? he stopped himself. He was of course talking nonsense of course! He'd been alone all his life, living on the streets. He was always hungry, all day; all night. He of course never begged for food, that would only show that he was insecure and weak. Although, there was Meat Man and Milk Man. They would always come with their trucks, dropping off meat and milk to a local store. Oz would secretly jump into the truck and snatch a sausage or a milk carton. But, how come they didn't come today? They always come daily. Did they leave with the Two-leggeds, as well? he asked. His stomach growled. It wouldn't do much to stand around, there has to be food left around somewhere. He sniffed the air. Nothing. His stomach turned with hunger and thirst. He was really alone. Alone. No Small leggeds coming to pet him and beg their Givers if they could keep him. No thundering footsteps of the Two-leggeds walking past all at once. The only noise there was now, was the jingle of his collar that had his name on it. But now, everyone was gone. Alone. Forever. He gave a small whimper. He barked again, only hearing the echo of his small woof. Nothing, no Two-leggeds stepping out or driving by with their Growls. He was completely alone. Only faith could predict his future, now.
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Screename; Pᴇтᴇ♥
Dog name; Oz
Appearance; [img width=510 height=293]http://i41.tinypic.com/w04xs9.png[/img]
Personality(Optional); He's pretty mysterious, he doesn't like to talk about his history or why he has his name planted on his tongue. He isn't a follower, either. He plays his own role and has been a loner for quite some time.
History(Optional); He would rather not talk about it not to anyone.
Gender; Male
Mate/pups/crush; None
Kin; All dead
Age; Pretty young, about a year
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