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

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( Okay, here we go):

Name: Ursa
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Pack: WillowPack
Rank: Sentry
Mate: N/A
Personality: Although she dwarfs most others with her massive height and weight, Ursa is not who she appears to be. She is often mellow, uninterested in fighting or waging war upon others, and more for the well-being of her own pack before anything else. Very devoted. Sometimes a bit forgetful, however, especially when it comes to her own strength or going on any sort of drawn-out mission.
History: Ursa lived a good life. She was fed, bathed, and loved on a regular basis, something that many of those around her were never given the chance to experience. Unfortunately, her owners could no longer care for her when they had been without a job for a number of months, and had no choice but to surrender her to an adoption organization. From there, she was shipped from her native state of Minnesota to Connecticut when a new family had discovered her over the internet. But at the airport there was a bit of a handling issue; her crate was discovered to be broken when she was about to be unloaded. In an anxious, claustrophobic fury, Ursa made a run for it. She was thankful not to be hit while dashing across the runway, though a new challenge awaited her when she was out of the area. The surroundings were all new to her, as well as the scents. There were even points where she had to go without food or water a whole day at a time. Much later, she found in the very territory of the pack she inhabits today, drinking from the pond and snacking on a koi. After deciding that her only chance of surviving would be through living as a pack-dog, she agreed to join WillowPack's forces at the tender age of 1.
Breed: Newfoundland
Other: Has a large appetite.
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Name: Murdoc
Gender: Male
Age: 6
Pack: Jargoan Pack
Rank: Packmate
Mate: N/A
Personality: Stubborn and generally lacking trust. More territorial than unkind, not necessarily cruel either. He's just looking out for his pack.
History: Murdoc is a victim of neglect; a former guard-dog who was chained to the front of a house in a crime-ridden neighborhood. He spent a good portion of his life on a porch, not allowed to roam or spend any free time, and fed once a day on stale kibble and grimy water. He fought off a large number of trespassers, sustaining a number of scars and inflicting pain, including the tearing of a thumb from one, against these said forces. During a huge dispute between his master and a rival of his, however, he was unleashed for the first time since he was a pup and tore at the intruder, but not without escaping afterwards. The dog ran as fast as he could through the night until he finally ran out of breath, making himself comfortable in some green-space. Months later, he met his first and only mate, in which he raised two litters of pups with. Unfortunately, she never came back during a hunting spree, and it was later declared that she had been captured by humans. With his pups fully grown he decided he would leave, eventually running into JargoanPack while taking a stroll across the city. Finding comfort in their ways, he decided to stay with them.
Breed: American Bulldog (bully-type)
Other: N/A
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Swampson waited for Harli to finish, then moved in on the pup. He licked its sides vigorously, then massaged it with his nose, gently as could be. Finally, he put his ear to its side. "Still. I'm sorry," he uttered, moving the pup aside in preparation for the next to come.


((Alright, well I'm here. :lol: Can't wait until everyone's on! :D ))
 
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