((The pups smell is kinda messed up cause he's scared. <3 Poor pup.))

"Enough!" Sena hissed and stood up. "I always hear you dogs talking 'Bout escaping. Well, Do something! Most you dogs just sit aronud, thinking a miracle will happen. Well It's time we made a plan." She growled and looked around to everyone in turn. "I'm done sitting. it's time we escaped this wretched place!" She barked, her tail lashing in rage.

The pup whimpered, then gave a soft Howl in agreement to Sena, although he had no idea what she talked about.

((Okay. ^^))

Singe snorted. "Pathetic." he mumbled. Then he turned to Sena. "Why don't you, Sweetheart?" he barked. He lied down.

Storm yawned. "What should we do, Smart One?" he asked sarcastically. "We can't escape these cages. They metal's too strong, they're locked with powerful locks, and we can't squeeze through. We can't escape in the stalls before battle. No space to run off, or jump and pas.s the human. We can't escape in the ring. There's no destroying the strong fencing, or getting over it. And standing on each other is a no-no. There's no chance during bathtime, either. I'm pretty sure next time they'll actually bring the cages to the room. The first time, they just didn't want us to sit in those dirty things any longer.Not during feeding time, either. The human opens a little box with this key to access our food bowls, which are at the front of the cage.We wouldn't be able to squeeze through those little openins anyways." 

Angie nodded. "Storm's right. We need something else."

Singe looked up. "No, wait. That could work. If we play it correctly... We'll just have to drop little, tiny hints that they won't mind along the way. Then- BANG. Hit 'em with the surprise. Maybe we can do two at first. The humans might think it's because of injury, or the terrible care." he suggested.

Storm nodded. "If the kind man is the one who gets the 'dead' dogs..."

"Yeah! Then he won't mind us escaping! He might even help!" Angie barked excitedly. The lights above their heads flickered. There were two of those light boxes, with two tubes in each. But it was near noon anyways. Why weren't the lights off? Angie barked loudly. The lights turned off. Not much of a difference.

"I can't believe it. This can actually work!" Storm woofed. "But maybe we should at least find out what happened to Ripper." he added. "Who's the smallest here?" Storm asked the group.

((Fail. Late post. XD *adds to it here*))

Angie nodded to Ash. "Good idea." she praised. "But if they do get close, and you can't get away, try to come back here. Better than dying and having the others not know what happened, right?"

Storm turned to Ash. "If he's kind enough to actually speak to us nicely, I'm sure he'll help." he barked. "But for now..."

The clock read 11:50. It was time for the Monday Mash. As the dogs were talking, the stands were filling.

((Who's here right now?))

((Back.))

ooc; OK, I'm here.

((Cool. You're all here...))

Half Group Fight Time. "Please prepare out Storm, Singe, Trylen, Bone, Kronos, and Ash" the speakers said.

Angie gave a sigh of relief. The pup wasn't called. She wasn't either... But Storm... His reopened scar could kill him. She closed her eyes. If someone hurt him there again, it would be over. 

Storm cringed when his name was called. "Why me?" he moaned to the ceiling. But of course, no one would answer his plea...

"Prepare." Singe snorted. "It's like they want to eat us." he added. His tail thumped against the cage in amusement. He gobbled up his food.

The kind, Western-y man came in again to refill the food bowls.

"Someone act with me!" she hissed briskly. Angie gave an arupt yap and collapsed. As if she was really hurt, she began to lick her hind right leg. There were numerous scars there. It was believeable.

Ash glance around quickly. She heard her name called. "Who's gonna be acting in the fight?" She whispered. She glanced around again.

((Fail))

Storm looked up. "I'll do it." he barked. "My reopened scar still hurts." he growled. His tail flicked angrily.

The Western man didn't say a thing. He picked Angie's cage up. "You don' look so good." he said, putting the cage outside. The man refilled the bowls and left with Angie.

Singe gave Angie a tiny nod. She nodded back. "We have one dog set up for potential escape."

((Hey... After they escape, will you still stick around? You know, to roleplay them free and everything... Then it would be more like mating season. XD))