Flight let out a sigh. "great." he climbed back into the cage and curled up. "I wonder what will happen next." he barked to no one in paticular. Let's hope I don't get in trouble.

Corpse laid down in her cage, sniffing at the bars, rusted, and carried a horrible odor. She rested her head in her paws and looked around the black, dogs barking whining, really a whol batch of noises. The blanket was soiled, probably from the dog that was there before and it stank. Worse than the rusted bars. Was that dung in the corner? Get me out of here! She thought.

((They're all accepted. :D I'll update the list after this post.))

"Well, thanks for trying, Feyth." Angie said, flashing her one of her priceless smiles. She chewed her bone contemplatively. "So today we don't have anything to do." she mused. "If the weather stays okay, the humans might bring us to that new place that I heard they were building. I think they called it the Haew Dog Park? Apparently it's not really for us, but more to attract others to board here." Angie shook her head in pity." Those humans with their money."

Bruno grunted as if he didn't care. However, the idea of getting to go outside to get some fresh air in a slightly less confined area and not in the arena excited him to the bone. "I hope it'll be a large place so we can run around." he barked, you could hear a bit of his ecstatic feeling in his voice. Bruno got up and craned his neck past to look outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of what was to be. He didn't really see anything, just a tall fence and some giant yellow human machine. It seemed to have a long neck, and a tough string dangling from the end, then something attacked to the end of the string. It was clearly made for lifting things, for the string hung over a pile of boxes.

Nyght lied in her cage, trying to sleep but to no avail. She hadn't slept hardly at all since she had arrived here... Dogs howled all night long sometimes... Other times the sound of the fights played through her head.

"This place is horrid..." She whimpered to herself.

Her ears then twitched slightly as she over-heard a few of the dogs talking about some new park.

"A chance to escape?" She barked more so to herself, not expecting an answer back she began pacing around her cage. Her small body barely fit into the cage, it seemed these blasted humans put you in what ever cage would fit you at the time.

She shook her head and itched her ear quickly before reuming her pacing, trying to think of way to get out of this hell hole.

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Kaige watched te others as she lied in her cage. "Haew park eh? Seems intersting enough..." She said with an itch of her left ear before she noticed the pup a few cages away from her. "Better cool it there pup... I highly doubt any of us will be getting out of here any time soon... Ya should already know they're gonna be keeping close tabs on us at this park of theirs." She said before looking at all the other dogs she could see.

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Zeus and Thor were placed in cages next to eachter.

The two large dogs looked at the window as well at the mention of this new park.

"Perhaps the pup's got a good idea." Zeus barked and looked at his brother.
"And so does Kaige, I think the humans would exspect an escape attempt." Thor argued back.

((Sorry it's a fail, I kinda ran out of ideas towards the end. XC))

Corpse lay down in her cage, squishing against the corner. "I wish we could get out of here!" she yelped. For once she was panicking. She was always calm, except in fight. GET ME OUT OF HERE! She thought desperately.

Flight simply laughed, caring nothing about other dogs, "Oh shut up Corpse. You know this hellhole is the only place your not freaking out about fighting. We're all in the same room, all in the same boat. We all want to get out of her. But your whining about it won't help, you COWARD."  He snarled the last word as it lashed off of his tongue.

Name: Hawk

*Nicknamame: fight name is Hawk's P*censored*ion

Gender: Female

Age: about 2 and a half years

Species: Australian Shepherd

*Crush/Mate: Open

Personality: Hawk is secretive and doesn't like to get close to other dogs, afraid that they'll either betray her or she'll have to fight them. She has a fiery temper that just about anything can set off, so tread lightly around her. Outside of fights, she's usually fairly quiet unless she gets mad, and keeps far away from the other dogs, usually only talking to Copper

*History: Hawk's history is mysterious, and she refuses to tell anyone about it. She was quite literally dragged into the Arena growling and snapping one day and never left.

Appearance: Red, white, and brown merle aussie, she has a prominent scar across her nose, and scars crisscrossing her left foreleg, which the fur never grew back over. She has one torn ear.

*Other: Has been in the arena for about a year

Name: Copper

*Nickname: fight name is Fang

Gender: Male

Age: 1 year

Species: mutt

Crush/Mate: open

Personality: Copper is is very excitable, since he is still barely more than a pup. He loves to talk and play with just about anyone, and still hasn't quite learned the dangers of the arena. He is charismatic and loves to show off.

*History: Copper was found on the streets by his and Hawk's owner as a very young pup and taken to the arena

Appearance: fluffy black-brown fur with white patches on his belly, legs, and one ear. Dark eyes, and a long scar across the side of his face from when he learned not to make Hawk mad.

*Other: Has been at the arena almost his entire life

((Hello? Is anyone here?

I'm sorry that I haven't been on lately. Haven't been allowed on the computer, and I've been busy with school and projects. :(

If anyone still here would still like to roleplay, don't be afraid to say anything. And Nessie, your BIOs are accepted.))

((I would like to join, but I'm not really sure since this might die, by the looks of things anyway...

Please say if I should join. I can't decide. =/ ))

((Join. Wolfie is still here.))

Jazzie heard snarling, and she turned to face Flight. She bared her teeth and let out a snarl that would give a wolf a run for its money. "Don't call others cowards. We all have a right to be cowards here, being injected with who knows what so that we will attack our own kind," she snarled, defending Corpse.

Lone turned to Jazzie, and then to Flight. "Calm down, Red," he said to Jazzie, calling her by her nickname.

Jazzie simply ignored Lone.

((Yes, Silent, you may join. :) ))

Angie yelped at the sound of the heavy door creaking open. "It's morning already?" she mumbled. She was so drowsy, staring at the dark corner of her cage for so long. "Least it's a Sunday." she grumbled. Angie growled and flipped over to her back, hind paws pressed against the back cage wall. "Gonna feed us?" she barked to the human that entered.

Bruno snorted, and blinked in amusement. He turned to Angie. "Well good morning, Little Miss Happypaws." he said.

The human, hair hidden in a black cap and face unshaven, walked in. He headed to the first cage, near the door, Angie's. The man held the lock in a hand, inspecting the faded painted number smeared on it. He nodded a little and unlocked the door.

Angie's ears pricked. She whipped around so fast that she twisted a paw a bit. Angie panted, excitement making her a little jittery.

The man took a tube out of his pocket and stuffed a little feathered thing into it. Fwoot! The dart hit Angie's left hind leg and she collapsed. The human picked her up and left without another word.

Bruno stared, watching him go and lock the door. "I guess he's washing us today..." He shifted. "Good thing the guy's the Treat Man. I think his name's like, James. James Carters. Elderly man, treats us nicely, gives us treats..." Bruno sniffed the air. Grass and soil, scents of the outside world. "Yep, that's him."

((I'd like to appoint a co-owner soon, just warning telling you guys...))