~*~ Tracks in the Snow-Sleddog RP~*~

[Americano Blue]

"I'll be fine. Just a few days." She said hopefully. "It's not broken or anything." She exclaimed. or at least I hope not...

Juna nodded. "Lets get back to the den. Griz is smart and will find his way back."
"

 

[Americano Blue]

Marco lay lazily in his den.

 

[TamingMaster]

Putia stood up. 'Come on. You have to find something.' She told herself, shaking the snow off of her back.

 

[Americano Blue]

Marco and two other dogs plodded along talking trash about the other packs. Being the 'teenagers' they had no real respect.

 

[TamingMaster]

Putia held her head high as she walked through the cold, thick snow. She sniffed the air, a scent reached her nose. She ran towards the smell.

 

[Americano Blue]

Marco laughed as one of the other dogs said something about Juna. "Its true though! She has got to be the dumbest dog I have ever met!"

 

[TamingMaster]

Putia saw a tail. She crept closer to it, hoping it was something to eat. (Could it be Marco? )

 

[Americano Blue]

Putia saw a tail. She crept closer to it, hoping it was something to eat. (Could it be Marco?

)

(Yep!)
Marco sniffed the air. "Dudes, ya'll smell that?" One of the dogs, slightly younger, inhaled deeply and nodded.

 

[TamingMaster]

(Yep!)

Marco sniffed the air. "Dudes, ya'll smell that?" One of the dogs, slightly younger, inhaled deeply and nodded. 

Putia crept closer and closer. She pounced at the tail.

 

[Americano Blue]

Putia crept closer and closer. She pounced at the tail.

Marco spun around and bite Putia.