~Survive The City!~ A Stray Dog RP

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pipdzipdnreadytogo said:
Sonya looked back toward the human in shock, then lurched backward until she reached the end of the leash. She pulled and writhed and shook her head, though all that ended up doing was tighten the leash further around her neck. This wasn't the end of the world, she thought to herself as she began to claw at the earth in an attempt to get away. No, this had happened once before already and she had gotten loose then! Out of desperation, when clawing at the ground hadn't worked, she whirled around and began chewing the leash, though it was much too thick for her to gnaw through. What was she gonna do?! She looked hopefully toward the other dogs, her ears back and her tail tucked.
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pipdzipdnreadytogo said:
Sonya looked back toward the human in shock, then lurched backward until she reached the end of the leash. She pulled and writhed and shook her head, though all that ended up doing was tighten the leash further around her neck. This wasn't the end of the world, she thought to herself as she began to claw at the earth in an attempt to get away. No, this had happened once before already and she had gotten loose then! Out of desperation, when clawing at the ground hadn't worked, she whirled around and began chewing the leash, though it was much too thick for her to gnaw through. What was she gonna do?! She looked hopefully toward the other dogs, her ears back and her tail tucked.
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The man looked sad at her. He reluctantly picked her up, trying not to get bitten, and carried her over to the truck. "So sorry, girl." he said, plopping her inside.
 
Sonya struggled in the man's grip, but was unable to reach him to bite him and get away. She whimpered as she was placed in the truck, her tail tucked and her head lowered. She had been a fool, and now she would pay for it. Her ears fell back as the door closed, and not knowing what else to do, she plopped onto her side and awaited her fate.
 
Name: Swampson
Gender: Male
Age: 10 years
Pack: none (He is currently at the pound)
Rank: none
Mate: deceased
Personality: A grumpy, elderly dog, Swampson does not like long conversations or meeting new dogs. He can be snippy, and still maintains a level of curtness even when he is in a good mood. He is always glad to teach young whippersnappers a lesson or two.
History: Born in a swamp in the countryside, he grew up making a living by stealing from nearby farms. He eventually met his mate on a scavenging trip to a barnyard, a beautiful livestock guardian dog that initially was hostile. Soon, she softened to Swampson and left her farm with him to start a family. She passed away suddenly, and not long after that, humans came and took him and his family away. The humans apparently liked him and kept him as their ‘office dog’ in the pound’s office building, and because he is old and doesn’t run so well, he stuck around with them for the food and shelter.
Breed: Mixed
Picture or description: Swampson is a muddy brown color overall, which darkens along his back and is blotted white from age at his muzzle. His paws are seemingly stained with mud and are always caked with dirt. His fur is shaggy and matted from age. His build resembles that of a husky.


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pipdzipdnreadytogo said:
Sonya struggled in the man's grip, but was unable to reach him to bite him and get away. She whimpered as she was placed in the truck, her tail tucked and her head lowered. She had been a fool, and now she would pay for it. Her ears fell back as the door closed, and not knowing what else to do, she plopped onto her side and awaited her fate.
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Kira wouldn't let the dog catcher get away with taking the poor dog. She lunged at the dog catcher, snarling viciously, and barking, like a maniac.
 
SilkiesForEver said:
Kira wouldn't let the dog catcher get away with taking the poor dog. She lunged at the dog catcher, snarling viciously, and barking, like a maniac.
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(Back again. Had to eat dinner. Mum's tasty homemade enchiladas...!
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Those things are to die for!)

The dogcatcher turned around and faced Kira. "No!" he said firmly, trying to stay calm. "No. Be nice." he said softer.
 
pipdzipdnreadytogo said:
Name: Swampson
Gender: Male
Age: 10 years
Pack: none (He is currently at the pound)
Rank: none
Mate: deceased
Personality: A grumpy, elderly dog, Swampson does not like long conversations or meeting new dogs. He can be snippy, and still maintains a level of curtness even when he is in a good mood. He is always glad to teach young whippersnappers a lesson or two.
History: Born in a swamp in the countryside, he grew up making a living by stealing from nearby farms. He eventually met his mate on a scavenging trip to a barnyard, a beautiful livestock guardian dog that initially was hostile. Soon, she softened to Swampson and left her farm with him to start a family. She passed away suddenly, and not long after that, humans came and took him and his family away. The humans apparently liked him and kept him as their ‘office dog’ in the pound’s office building, and because he is old and doesn’t run so well, he stuck around with them for the food and shelter.
Breed: Mixed
Picture or description: Swampson is a muddy brown color overall, which darkens along his back and is blotted white from age at his muzzle. His paws are seemingly stained with mud and are always caked with dirt. His fur is shaggy and matted from age. His build resembles that of a husky.


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(Accepted. I can see... I can see... this dog will appear in the RP when Sonya reaches the pound.
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Amazing, I know. I see the future.
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