The Dogs of The Forest ─ Rpg Thread

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  • Those that are strong get stronger


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    Ic: Luna sensed she was being followed and started to run. She ran at half her limit, knowing she was faster then the other pups and dogs. She ran into the forest, dodging trees and bushes. She stopped and rolled in the dirt before running again.


    And those that are weak get weaker... So says the
    bringer of death

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    OCC: I'm leaving for 10 days! Sorry! I'll be back.


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  • OOC: Sorry! I have to post later, really busy, nya! Plus, I'm doing Codes! Take a look at my Profile and the music!

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    OOC: Not much! Dragon;s thinking of Rude plots to do, and Acajou is taking in Loner Dog's that shouldn't even be there in the first place! About t!~


    Acajou continued to walk, brushing past other Dogs. Her Tail swiftly following her as she did so. The Breeze blowing, as her Fur blew the Direction of the Wind. Hoping and pleading to herself that Flower and his friend would follow behind her, she began to Walk, trying to make it not look SO obvious. Quickly, she turned into her Healer Den, running a deep as it could go, hoping no one like Dragon would come in here, seeing her with Loner Dog's.....which shouldn't belong here, but she felt like it was the right thing to do.....Panting heavily, she looked behind her, shaking off her Brown pelt. Acajou sighed and licked my Lips.


  • Allia sniffed the scent trail of Luna. "Lets go!" She squeaked and ran after it. "Allia!" Trabea called, but her daughter ignored her. The other two pups followed, then thier mother. Soon they were in the camp of the dogs. "Oh what have we gotten ourselves into." Trabea whispered.


    This happened also.

  • Flower loped along, with Porridge springing along. When Acajou stop, they too stopped.


    As a precaution Flower lay low. He looked up to the leaner dog with large black eyes, awaiting for either a signal or a command.


    Porridge took in where she was. The plants grew supple and long, a fresh air emanating from each leaf and every stem. Moss covered the ground like birds crowding the sky and gave it a soft feel. Different plants were put in piles, with intricate scents tickling the Corgi's wet nose. It was as if there was no danger to be held- no worries.

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    Acajou finally caught her Breath, looking at Flower. "Well.." She mumbled, before bringing her attention to the Corgi. "I think we made it....I don't know how long it'll be until some Dog finds out but I--" She suddenly stopped and froze, sniffing the Air. "Someone is tracking you!" Acajou exclaimed, before turning around and running deeper into the Healing Den. She stopped running. "Roll around in this, hurry!" She exclaimed, before doing the same herself. She was beginning to Panic. W-what if they find out and try killing all of us?! she thought. Scenes flashing through her Mid as he Rolled in the Moss and Grass. What if.....Dragon!

  • They did as instructed, for the air was beginning to tense and they knew that feeling.


    Since he was already heavily topped with mosses and dirt, Flower proceeded to stay near a tree by a smaller bush, its few thorns slightly tugging at his fur. He craned his head downwards for the face was an easily recognizable source. Breathing toning down, he waited yet again.


    Digging into the damp ground the little canine threw dirt among her pelt, but stopped. Who was she to hide? Might as well make themselves look suspicious! Looking over to Acajou who was giving a desperate air she walked to the other. "Acajou, must we truly go to such lengths? I mean, Flower's not a dog you'd just merrily hop on over and greet. But you bet yourself I'm much more presentable. Maybe just hide Flower for a bit and present me?" Porridge looked at the other dog; tensions still were large, but she knew it couldn't be helped.

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    Acajou quickly stopped rolling, looking up at the Corgi. "Y-you're right, I don't know what I was doing..." She mumbled, before looking at her Paws sadly. Her Ears tugged back a bit. "My Past just coming back at me...." She murmured, and looked up at Porridge, nodding her Head once. "I suppose we could! Won't hurt....I mean, I AM from the Pack....they can't just....DITCH me, you could say. I'm the only Healer, other then my Learner." he explained, standing up. She couldn't let the past get ahead of her, no matter what. She looked at Porriddge with a 'I don't know what I was doing, but let's just introduce you hmm?' is basically what it read. She looked back at Flower, and began to Pad away, turning the Corner, to begin to introduce the Loner to the other's.



    Acajou sighed, trying to stay calm. Why do I have this feeling..... she thought, before she gasped. They have approached a Male Dog by the Name 'Marvel'. Acajou was beginning to get worried, but tried showing no Fear. She hasn't been in a fight since she was a Puppy. "Let me explain before you Freak out...." She began to talk, looking at the Corgi, then the Male in front of them. "This is Porridge....she's been looking for the right Pack, and happens to be a Lone Dog. B-but that's not all!" Acajou exclaimed, mentally Face palming. "Porridge, you explain..." Acajou said, still standing a bit in front of the Corgi, just in case.

  • Those that are strong get stronger


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    Ic:Claw came back with a rabbit. He walked over to Acajuo and put the rabbit down. He said,"Who is this?" He looked at Porridge.


    And those that are weak get weaker... So says the
    bringer of death

  • With a calm sense, she bowed her head. "My name is Porridge, and I have come through prairies and over mountains for a place called home. Why such determination for something anybody could grasp? Not many may consider uh- er, me, for I am but a small dog. I was going through this lively forest and your dear Acajou came across me. They thought I was enemy, but gave me a chance for I hear that you have fair judgement." Taking an inaudible breather, she bowed once again and awaited a reply or such.