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Name- Wolf :: Scowl :: Ollie
Gender- male :: male :: female
Age- 3yrs. :: 3yrs. :: 2yrs.
Species- Alaskin Husky :: Rottweiler :: Border Collie
Personality- N/A :: N/A :: N/A
Looks- WOLF :: SCOWL :: OLLIE
History- Wolf was a sled dog, living in Alaska. He had the perfect life, always the front, the leader of the team, the favorite. One day, his "owner" died, and the team was left out in the streets. He learned to hunt and to fight other dogs/animals there. A few months later, a person came and found him on the streets. From there, he was taken to some place in the south, where there was excruitiating heat (if you put an Alaskan Husky in too warm climate, they'll overheat. They are meant to be in cold climates... I think) There, he was used to fight other dogs, to hunt stuff for his "owner" and to chase off other animals, and more oftent han not, people. A few months later, he escaped by jumping over the barb-wire fence. He ran to a place where two train-tracks met, and when a train p*censored*ed, he hopped on. :: Scowl was born and raised in a good familly. He loved them, and he protected them. Then he was stolen, treated unfairly, abused. After a while, he grew tired and angry of this, and when he lost his leg it was the final straw. He dug underneath the fence, and inot another backyard, escaping from there. :: Ever since Ollie was born, he was used as a hunting dog. Trained as a hunting dog. He bled huning, breathed hunting, lived for the hunt. Though, when he missed his catch, his "owner" would whip him, kick him, hurt him. One day, a three-legged dog appeared form under the fence (Scowl) and together they escaped.
Other- One of his eyes are blind (he got a sharp pebble in it when his "owner" kicked dust into his eye because he missed his catch) :: He has only three legs (Lost it in a fight) :: Scars going from his right ear all the way down his flank, and a scar going from his left eye to the bridge of his nose.

"Of course not," Creed murmured, ears pulling back. "I've fought and brought down dogs as big or even bigger than you. But, don't worry; if you don't attack me, I won't attack you." What a way to speak to others. he thought, tail wagging slightly and halfheartedly.

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Uri nodded slightly, then bolted off towards where the stream he'd seen earlier was. Still, he had yet to say a word, as he had always thought that actions spoke louder than words. So cliché, he always seemed to be.

"Nice to meet you Uri" woofed Phoenix softly, tail wagging, somethng she hadn't done in a while, "Where do you hail from?"

Foster and tayler padded away from the small creek and followed the scent of dog, "I hear something" woofed Tayler. Padding over to Scarlet and Creed she woofed, bowing he ead and sticking out her paw, "Greetings. I am Tayler."

"Creed," the male answered, nodding lightly. "At least, that's what my masters called me. The other humans called me that, too, so that's what I go by." He stood, then cocked his head at Tayler. "As you may have heard, my name is Creed. Good day to you, Tayler,"

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"Utah," Uri answered, wagging his tail again. "I was born on a puppy farm, or whatever. But, I ended up with these nice people before they gave me away to the bad people. They made me fight other dogs," His ears drooped.

"Greetings Creed, female. This is my brother" she indicated to the light husky by her side, "Fostrer he is called. Speak often does he not." her bi coloured eyes shone as she finaly met someone ew.

Phoenix cocked her head, "Fighitng?" she yipped, "Me too. I hated it. Now, everything seems like a threat you know?"

Scarlet turned her head and narrowed her eyes at Taylor, but then nodded. "Scarlet. If you want to stay alive, stay on the good side of me." She barked, but then she wagged her tail and smiled.

((She has mood-swings. XD))

Creed stayed quiet, watching the other dogs for a moment before murmuring, "I'm going to hunt." and with that, he turned and began to slink away.

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"Fighting," Uri repeated, nodding, and then said, "Not really. I mean, dogs seem like threats when I'm in the ring, but not any other time."

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Name: Lataila

Age: Young Adult

Species: Australian Shepherd

Personality: She is a very athletic and out-going dog. Though since she was abandoned her personality has become dull. She is now quiet, anti-social and always has a dull ex
pression on her face. She was also friendly, generous and adventurous before her dullness appeared.

Looks:  http://media.photobucket.com/image/australian%20shepherd/Bluebellpup12/australian_shepherd.jpg?o=19

History: When she was a puppy she was adopted by a nice old farmer named Joeseph. He treated her well. Playing and feeding her every single day. Until the old farmer got a big city job to work as a Production Manager. He was too caught up in his new career he didn't have time to play with Lataila. So one rainy day he dumped her at his old farm. She then lived there the rest of her life.

Other: Nope

Phoenix sighed deeply, "Oh.  Everything feels threatening to me, like, everone is against me." She turned to lick her wounded shoulder and woofed again, "I just want to leave that life behing though."

Tayler woofed, foster by her side, "Follow me. I know a good resting place my pack has ran to" and dashed off.

((Dude, scarlet was taking them to her little underground hideout. xD whatever, this might work better. ^^))

Scarlet ran after Taylor, easily catching up, and snorted. 'I suppose it would be too long of a walk to get there before nightfall.' She thought.

 Damir saw another Doberman {Nainie} in an open area. Strange, He thought. A low growl then a bark; attention now was vital, or so it seemed, for his survival. Yet, he kept his poise, standing still, among the trees.

 Montego slowed, looking for signs of other canines. He saw some smaller dogs; one white with blue eyes, another a mix of colors, a husky or two and a Dane, he noted. Some galloped amongst themselves and others seemed to socialize. Though, he stayed in the shadows, reluctant to present him and Bianca.

((Kira's right; You're all aaccepted. Sorry I haven't been on; I've been having a rough patch of my life, i guess, right nao....))