Nameless tromped through the forest. His paws barely made a dent in the damp earth, his weight wouldn‘t allow it. He wasn’t extremely skinny, though his ribs were visible against his dark exterior.
Bandages were bound tightly around his waist, which actually looked like a rather awkward corset.
Nameless wasn’t so easily seen against the dim backdrop, though rays of sun were peeking through the canopy of leaves atop his head. He looked pretty strange. A tall, lanky dog wandering aimlessly through the woods.
It wasn’t long before the scent of other dogs filled his nostrils. His hackles raised along with his tail as he continued to sniff. He put his nose to the ground, having seen many dogs do the same before. The dogs didn’t seem aggressive and his tail dropped, though he continued to feel uneasy.
Following the scent slowly, Nameless’ eyes searched the scenery for the slightest movement. His ears listening for the slightest sound. As the scent of dogs got stronger, he realized that it wasn’t just one dog, but a whole group.
Knowing that these were dogs, and not wolves, Nameless actually wanted to see what was going on. He had never encountered more then one dog at a time, and he was usually a very curious.

ooc; Serious writer's block. >3<

Ashtron lowered his head in embara$$ment "Sorry." He tucked his tail underneath him and shuffled his paws a bit. 

 Rono glared at the new female. "And who are you?" he growled.

 Sarah looked at the female. "I'm terribly sorry for my companions. We have been wandering in these woods for two weeks now due to Rono," pointing her tail at the angry Doberman, "getting us lost." turning to Ashtron she licked in between his ears. "It's alright. You can't help it. You used to be a fighting dog after all."

"Hey Pheonix," Barked Akadia happily. she padded over to her friend.

"Want to go hunting?" asked Phoenix happily, something newcomers never saw, a happy fighting dog, "I'm pretty sure there's some baby deer over by the larger stream by the rocks in the woods."

Byron looked at the weary dog, "A few. Me, Phoenix, Akadia, Nainie and Xapher." Snfiffing at the air, "But their may be newcomers." he smiled, "There always is."

"Follow me then." grunted Nanie as she lead the way back to where they made their camp. She causght Akadia, and Phoenix along with Xapher before the two she-dogs left, "These are our new recruits." she woofed to the black and white husky, "Teach them our ways. Phoenix, you take Ashtron. Xapher teach Sarah and I will deal with Rono."

Ashtron looked at Phoenix unsure. "Erm...I'm Ashtron. As you've already been told." he nodded in greeting towards the she-dog.

Sarah was a bit nervous when she looked at Xapher. Unsure on what to say she nodded. She looked nothing like her two companions. No scars or anything that showed she was a fighter. Standing there was all she could do.

Rono on the other hand growled at Nanie. "You know we never asked to join." 

Quickly Sarah snapped her head at him. "We are with them whether you like it or not! I did not see you show any sign of backing away. We follow them. Do as they tell us. I'm sorry for his actions. He used to be a fighting dog. He can't help it. Though...he's never won a battle in his life. Even Ashtron can beat him in a play fight." she heard Rono growl but put his head down in embara$$ment with a whimper.

Name: Falchion (F al she in.)

Age: 27

Species: Samoyed

Personality: {Optional} Rp her out

Looks:

History: Was born a stray mother got shot and father never loved her. Only survivor from her littermates.

Other: Gender female.

Name: Tayler/ Foster
Age: Teen-Young Adult ish
Species: Husky mix
Personality: {Optional} Rp them out
Looks:

             ((Tayler^^))

((Foster^^))
History: Were sled dogs then left as they were supposed to be sold.

Other: Tayler=f/ Foster= M they are siblings

ooc; Kink. MNost are in a clearing in the woods. Kiru and Byron are talking somehwere off in the woods. Phoenix and Ashtron are leaving the clearing. Akadia and Xapher are sitting with Sarah, and Rono. Nameless is by a stream watching the clearing, Falchion is by Nameles. Hope thats good.

Byron smiled, "No. Sometimes they come to hunt. They hunt the caribou, moose, deer and occaisonly they try to hunt us and the foxes. The huskys here are at risk, the difference between us and wolves is slim, at least to the dim human eyes." Shaking away a bad thought he woofed, "I am half-wolf my self."

 "What Nothing." Phjoenix stammered, "You just look familiar. Smell too. Whatever." shaking her hea she asked him as they walked away, "So, where do you come from?"