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Post by dragonfruitcat on Aug 16, 2014 16:48:49 GMT -7
Holly dropped her cupcake and started running. She found a cardboard box and hid inside it.
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Post by Awoken on Aug 16, 2014 16:59:35 GMT -7
Ebony runned into the forrest her sides heaving as she waited for the man to leave.
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Post by dragonfruitcat on Aug 16, 2014 17:05:12 GMT -7
Holly poked her head out of the box to see if the man was still there, and he wasn't in her eyesight. But just to be safe Holly stayed in the box.
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Post by Awoken on Aug 16, 2014 17:18:02 GMT -7
Looking out of the bushes she was hiding behind she carefully walked out of her cover and looked around fully alert. Her ears were pricked and her nose twitching for any scent of the man. Deciding everything was all right she barked, "The coast is clear! You can come on out." Trots towards the box Holly is in.
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Post by dragonfruitcat on Aug 16, 2014 17:24:38 GMT -7
Holly walks out of the box and says, "Great I can return to that delicious human food!"
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Post by Awoken on Aug 16, 2014 17:31:11 GMT -7
Ebony cocks her head to the side. "Okay. I suppose that fine. I've already eaten enough so I'll keep watch in case another human comes. "
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Post by dragonfruitcat on Aug 16, 2014 17:35:53 GMT -7
Holly trots back to the tipped over trash can and continues to eat some food. After a hamburger patty and a few chicken bones she returns to Ebony.
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Post by Awoken on Aug 17, 2014 18:32:00 GMT -7
Ebony flicked her tail. "Are you ready to leave? I want to make it back to my den before the fire ball in the sky falls.", She said. She looked around, alert as usual.
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Post by coiiar on Aug 21, 2014 18:02:08 GMT -7
Ambal/Male/No pack, prefers to be alone. (Maybe start a group/pack called "Strays")/Nice, helpful, generous/
He's also a German Shepherd QuQ
Ambal roamed around his scavenging area, looking in his usual spots to where he finds his best pickings, careless to the world around him.
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Post by Awoken on Aug 22, 2014 8:46:45 GMT -7
Good idea, I put it in the description.
As Ebony walked home alone she kept her ears perked, always alert, never caught off gaurd. She had always been careful, ever since she was a pup left on the street. She was going back to her den alone because Holly wanted to stay and look around for more scraps. Suddenly she heard a noise. She froze and whirled around trying to detect where the sound had come from. Spotting Albin her eyes narrowed and she studied him. He didn't seem to have noticed her. He was a rather large dog that seemed pretty careless. Must be a stray. But you can never be too sure, he could be in a gang for all she knew. Ebony walked towards him, her black coat blending in with the shadows. But to her dismay one of her paws accidently hit a tin can and sent in clattering. Surely he would have noticed that! Swiveling her head she looked at him to see if her cover had been blown.
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