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    Sadria / 10 years / abandon


    Sadria perked her ears as the mother and pup began to leave. For what ever reason she crawled out from under the car, shook off the dirt and began to follow them. But kept a lot of distance between them and herself. She didn't know why she was following them, but something inside her told her to. As Cana jumped on top of the boulder, Sadria slide into a hiding place and laid down once more. Her soft warm honey hue eyes watched the pup playing about in the bushes. Suddenly she released a soft whine as she remembered her own siblings from long ago. Sadria was not a loner type of dog, she craved company, someone she could relay on. Sighed, she lay her head on her paws and just watched.

  • atlas / 3 years / male


    Atlas had been on the streets for all three years of his life. He was born to a great breeder as a runt of the litter. The breeder where the border collie was born was on a farm which could be escaped easily. So Atlas, not being watched at the moment ran from his family unknowing of what would happen and wandered to the city. Only a young puppy then, Atlas had grown a lot and matured. Although the runt of his litter, he grew to be about average sized and an overall good looking animal. He knew how the streets worked and ran. It was a big system that could take a while to get used to.


    Atlas walked around, his blue eyes sharply looking around. His fur was actually quite well kept for being purely white and not having a reliable way to clean it. He was slightly anti-social and preferred to stay away from other dogs because they could be unpredictable. The same was with humans. They were almost more unpredictable than dogs. Atlas turned into an alley he looked for a place he usually took refuge at night. It was an old car body shop that the human didn't mind him hanging around. This was the only human Atlas remotely trusted. He approaches the shop and slid under a car and crouched down, hoping to take a quick nap.

  • Morgana pricked her ears, turning to see the owner of the new voice. He was brown and white, and looked like a pit bull, which from Morgana's experience were usually aggressive. She didn't want any trouble, so she answered "I'm Morgana, it's nice to meet you. I didn't mean to trespass, I was only looking for food. I'll leave if that's what you wish." If it kept her from getting into a fight, the gentle giant would gladly move along. The city was large, and who was she to take from an area that was claimed? Finding an area with few dogs meant the least trouble, but it was terribly lonely.. So long as situations don't escalate, I can handle being lonely. It wasn't that she didn't know how to fight, she just preferred not to. Morgana had seen first hand how arguments could go bad, how damaging a disagreement between two dogs could be..

    Morgana tilted her head curiously. "You really don't mind?" She sniffed at the food cautiously, but the male seemed to mean it. She dipped her head and began to eat graciously. "Thanks." She said when she'd finished, and raised her head.

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    Hades realized another dog had layed under the car next to him. He was half way done with his large chunk of meat but he was full. He looked at the white collie a moment,hoping he wouldn't be aggressive, he didn't want a repeat of his pack life. He spoke in his deep tone "Hey, you, under that car." He said speaking to Atlas. "Do you want the rest of this meat?" He held up the fairly large chunk of meat for Atlas to see.


    cobaltt