This is an RDR, a real-deal-roleplay. The dogs are dead, but they can do pretty much everything normal dogs can do, but they have enhanced senses like sight, smell, hearing, touch, and even speed. And of course, they have a sixth sense, which differs for every dog. If you copy someone else's sixth sense, I WILL NOT accept your bio. Please don't be a copy dog.

Bio formatz!

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Cause of death:

Breed:

Appearance:

Personality:

Sixth Sense:

Crush:

Other:

My bio!

Name: Krasa, meaning Lovely in Ukrainian

Age: Young Adult

Gender: Female

Cause of death: Killed in a dog fighting arena, against her will!

Breed: Saluki of course!

Appearance: http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=saluki#/d2k1edy

Personality: No, she is not a self-centered brat! She is kind to others who were as unfortunate as she was, and she loves making everyone feel as alive as possible. Warning: She will beat the mess out of you if you even THINK of challenging her.

Sixth Sense: She has enhanced hearing. She knows when you are sleeping, she knows when you're awake. She knows if you've been bad or good so be good for goodness sake! She can detect lies by listening to the tone of your voice, and she can even tell if you care about someone by your heart rate and breathing.

Crush: Not yet

Other: She loves lilies!

(Nawww! I can't help but cry. WHY MUST SHE DIE! WHY! Too cute. Just too cute. Completely accepted! I'm putting my intro here before I start crying and mess up mah keyboard.)

Krasa rolled onto her paws. Most of the crowd had left, including that devil that tried to kill her! She felt strange, as she had no more pain. Could she really be alive? But she was so dead! She flicked one of her ears like a cat, turning her head like an owl. The streets. She must get to the streets. She scrambled up the side of the arena, climbing over chairs and things, pushing her way out the door. She said some very very VERY rude words to the sky, then leaped up the stairway to the roof. That was where the breeder's pups were kept. Not many had survived the harsh living conditions, just as Krasa expected. In fact, none even seemed to be breathing. She sat down at the end of the kennel, staring at the stars. It would be a long afterlife for her.

Krasa felt as if she were being watched. She squirmed a bit, then turned her head and smiled. She turned around completely and smiled at the tiny figure before her. "Well, hello there. What's your name?" She lowered her head so she could be at the same height as the puppy, hoping her size wouldn't scare the poor thing.

Krasa gently nuzzled the pup. "Come with me, out of the cold." She gently picked her up by the scruff and took her to the place across the street she always went. It was a hole in the alley filled with old blankets. She placed the puppy inside, then curled up around her.

Krasa nuzzled the little pup. "Don't worry little duckling. I'll keep you safe." She curled her tail around the poor thing, setting her long, slender head down beside her.

Krasa moved infront of Loisa and snarled at the dog who had made the noise. She licked Louisa's ears, then went back to growling at the stranger. "Who are you? What are you doing here? Go away!"