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

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Swampson was out on a walk to take note of which plants grew where in the territory. Sonya was with him, though he had grown weary and taken to rest by the koi pond while she ran back to the church den with a few herbs that Swampson wanted to keep on hand. He sighed, looking out over the water quietly. It was nice to have a purpose...
 
Swampson raised a brow, looking to her with some surprise. It wasn't often he was asked to teach the art of healing. He smiled just a little, though he soon wiped it away and replaced it with a stern look. His gaze locking with Hollyleap's, he spoke. "It ain't easy. There's a lot 'a stuff to remember. And if ya mess just one thing up, it could cost some'un their life. Ya sure yer up for it?"
 
Rex calmly picked Flag up and carried him to Melanie. "Now listen, young man. I will not have you fighting against your brother; we are not like the Jargoans; we will not act like them! Do you understand me?" he lectured Flag calmly.

Rex just barely glanced at Melanie, but he could see her expressions change, and he knew what she was thinking.

Jargo talked quietly. "Now, listen: Golden Pack has a medical dog, and I am going to bring him here to help you. Stay. PUT! If Cujo messes with you, I'll deal with him."

(Is Cujo gonna mess with her? Might make things interesting...
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Flag huffed. He glared at his brother, then stared hard into his father's eyes.

Melanie glanced away, trying not to let her pups see her awful glare.

Harli whined, and growled. "I'll kill him myself." She muttered.

(Maaybe, maaaybe....)
 
Flag huffed. He glared at his brother, then stared hard into his father's eyes.

Melanie glanced away, trying not to let her pups see her awful glare.

Harli whined, and growled. "I'll kill him myself." She muttered.

(Maaybe, maaaybe....)
Rex looked sternly at his pup. "Are you going to behave, now?" he asked.

Rex wanted to comfort Melanie, but first he had to mkae sure to teach his biological son right from wrong; if he didn't, he would have to teach his son how to be evil, his son would learn it himself.

Jargo lunged at Swampson, *his teeth and ambitions bared*.

*Who can guess what that's from?*
 
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