~*~Survive The City: A stray Dog RP RESTARTED~*~

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Ella leaped into the water, sending it spraying everywhere. She felt herself begin to sink and wondered if it was a bad idea, but didn't have the time to think as her nose vanished under the roiling water.

Taz flew in after her. Suddenly, he had deja-vu. He grabbed her soft neck fur, and pulled her to the surface. (Gtg)
 
Ella knew he'd save her and smiled as she reached the surface. She began kicking her legs, but knew it was no use: she'd never learn to swim.

(Aw! Bye...)
 
Taz dragged her out onto the grass, his chest heaving up and down.

(I have like 5 minutes.)
 
Ella nodded, then whapped Taz on the back with a paw to help him cough up the water. "Well, I tried..." she said sadly, looking down at the calming waters.
 
Saffron noticed Cerise's excitement and nodded grimly. "Yes, he's breathing, but he might not be for much longer," she said coldly, without even looking at Cerise. She lifted a few plants from the herbs she'd used to carry them in and began chewing one of them into a poultice to stop the bleeding. It was horsetail. Her gaze wandered to Cerise as she worked the poultice into the wound, smoothened out perfectly. "Any idea how long the other one's been laying there?" she asked as she dragged the bag of herbs over to where Dixie lay, motionless.


Cerise raised a brow at the pessimistic point of view Saffron seemed to have, but didn't say anything in regards to it. She watched the medical dog work, though a feeling of dread had set into her. Mystery really wasn't breathing much... Taking her mind off of him, she moved to Dixie with Saffron.

Dixie's wounds were definitely more severe... Cerise looked to Saffron as the medical dog spoke. "Not long, maybe a few minutes," she replied.
 
Teal laughed as he ran along through the city, ducking under benches and swerving around trash bins. He had succeeded at last! Oh, what joy! Mystery was gone and he had been made to suffer a heartbreaking loss before he went! Teal had won!

...But now what? The thought crossed his mind, wiping all happiness from his expression. That was all he had striven for, all he had left to do in this life. Teal realized with some shock that, as much as he despised the very thought, all he had lived for was Mystery. Revenge on his brother was everything he had, and now...

Teal shook his head, running on. He could do other things! He could... He could..! He roared out in frustration, his mind drawing a blank. Skidding to a halt, he hit his head against the asphalt at his paws. He would not let this be the end! He would not let Mystery's death bring his work to a halt.

"Teal!" came a voice from nearby. Teal looked up to see the young she-dog sister of Cerise. Scarlet had been leading a patrol in the area, and now the dogs stood warily on the sidewalk, as if unsure if they wanted to attack or not.

Teal sneered at them. That was one thing he never thought of doing... He could make Cerise suffer for ever daring to banish him... He grinned, stepping toward Scarlet threateningly.

And then, the loud honk of a truck's horn sounded at his right. Teal turned to face the vehicle, his pupils shrinking as the light of its headlights blared at him. Drat, he thought. There was no time to get out of its way. With horror, Scarlet and her patrol watched as the truck ran right into Teal, its wheels screeching as it tried and failed to stop in time. The patrol dogs scattered as the vehicle stopped and humans climbed out of it.

"Oh, man... Poor doggy," said one human. They stood somewhat awkwardly over Teal for a few minutes, before one finally said something and the men began to pick the wounded dog up. He was limp, his body twisted and mangled by the accident. Scarlet watched from a dark alley as the humans put him into the back of their truck, and then climbed in the sides and drove off.

Barking for her patrol, she stepped out of the alley and looked around at the dogs. "We must report to Cerise," she said, and the dogs nodded in agreement. And so, they headed off toward the junkyard.
 
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