>~* A Howl At Midnight>~* A FORGOTTEN DOGS ROLEPLAY!

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HeavensHens88 said:
Ivypup slowly raised her eyes so she could pin her unblinking black ones onto his. "I watched," she growled simply, still not giving an evidence that she performed other bodily motions besides the art of eye relocation.
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Antler stared back. This kid annoyed the crap out of him. "Oh did you now?" he hissed. "And just why exactly we're you stalking River pack when STORM pack could've used you to go get herbs for Fog."

HeavensHens88 said:
(Dat it is.
I wanna start another interaction so we always have something to reply to during the wait...but...I can't... ;-; )
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Wanna pick this all back up tomorrow?
 
PeepersMama said:
Antler stared back. This kid annoyed the crap out of him. "Oh did you now?" he hissed. "And just why exactly we're you stalking River pack when STORM pack could've used you to go get herbs for Fog."


Wanna pick this all back up tomorrow?
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Ivypup narrowed her darkened glare. This dog irritated the fur off her with his obvious attempts at insubordination. "Fog doesn't have herbs over here nor did he bring him. Coyotes don't use herbs. They let their rabbits grow fat on them before they're mauled." Her eyebrows lowered, finally evening out her eyes so they were at least straight. "Besides, the shoreline's right there. I, unlike some people, have the useful properties called eyes."
 
HeavensHens88 said:
Ivypup narrowed her darkened glare. This dog irritated the fur off her with his obvious attempts at insubordination. "Fog doesn't have herbs over here nor did he bring him. Coyotes don't use herbs. They let their rabbits grow fat on them before they're mauled." Her eyebrows lowered, finally evening out her eyes so they were at least straight. "Besides, the shoreline's right there. I, unlike some people, have the useful properties called eyes."
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(I'm going to bed, tag me so I don't forget this pleeez)
 
HeavensHens88 said:
Autumn treaded water as she pulled up the rear, gently herding the weaker of the survivors onto heightened ground until they could stabilize by their own bearings. Doubling back into the surprisingly aggressive current to check one last time for any stragglers, she winced at her mind's titling for her pack. Survivors. There were so many missing that evened a tightened rank row couldn't fill the stark voids. She turned away from the Rip shoreline with something of a bitter moan, but her breath caught with barrage of internal jabs as she exhaled. Odd. I was barely injured.

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Breeze slid up onto the bank, not bothering to shake her short pelt free of the brackish water droplets that clung to her like a darkened relative of the likewise clingy moonlight. She'd completely cut her mind off from the debilitating emotional pain; now her trained mind was running on complete autopilot, focused on only one firm goal that had to branch off a hundred different ways before reaching true achievement. She surged up the slope, nimbly avoiding the cascades of earth she loosened with every bound. She'd have to entrust the remaining stable dogs to assisting the weakened- she had to get to camp and prepare everything she needed before her patients arrived in one drove. I cannot get distracted...all the poultices are there in my paws...just keep thinking. You know it all. Be still. You'll have your wizened mentor, don't forget. She's still there for me.
Breeze fell immediately still.
She'd left Windsong behind.
With a frenzied bark of flammable guilt, Breeze pulled up her forelegs and threw herself back down into the sandy gully. She darted between the slowly progressing huddles, her ears perked forward to pick up her mother's unmistakable rasp before she was seen. She wouldn't leave her mother to the others, no matter how much she relied on her bloodless family.
Breeze quickened her pace after she still hadn't laid eyes nor nose on Windsong after a good hundred heartbeats. Concern slowly tricking down her spine, she slowly circulated around the farthest spread dogs and began a long canter back from where she'd started. "Windsong?" A long frown crept across her muzzle until it completely contorted into a horrified grimace of realization. Upon reaching the opposite corner of the beach, Breeze gave an earsplitting screech and took a wild leap into the water. "WINDSONG!"
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(That..... was awesome.)
 
Squrrielflight whirled around, a screech ripping through the very essence of the night air."Breeze!" The orange she-yote howled aloud."Breeze what is the matter?!" She howled again at the panicking she-dog.
 

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