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[Doidle]

[bg=738fa2][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=border,0,true] Elysian Territory. She knew she didn't belong here, but it was exactly where she meant to be. Doidle was one for trouble. Always looking for it and always causing it. And with a mouth like hers, it wasn't hard to get into it. Even though Elysian territory was pretty peaceful territory and Barzakh had no problems with the pack, Doidle was determined to make one. Stupid Elysian., she thought to herself. They ain't got no guts! I could tear 'dem limb from limb and 'dem fool dogs would ask for more!. The small terrier growled menacingly at a nearby tree, snapping at it's roots. She continued on through the hills, twitching and jerking at every sound, every scent, ready to jump on the first thing that crossed her path. Doidle could put on quite a show. Appearing fearless and cruel, but in reality, she would never dare cross Metnal territory alone. She only now crossed Elysian because of the idea in her head that they were nothing but a buncha puppies hiding in big dog bodies. She had no idea what she was going to do, or even really where she was going. She knew Barzakh territory like the back of her paw. But this was a-whole-nother world to her. But now she was determined to know the whole island (with the exception of Metnal territory of course). Every hiding spot, every body of water. Dammit, ever leaf! Her pace was fast and determined. Making sure to make noise, making sure to be heard and sought out. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ WC ✿ 255 Mongrels ✿ OPEN OOC ✿ ...

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[crow]

[bg=00999][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i662.photobucket.com/albums/uu343/ambergreen129/Forum%20Stuff/Coyote6RC-1.jpg] A gray coyote pranced through the valleys of Elysian. Ironically named Crow, for the craftiness she shows on her outside of the shell. She was almost too old to be a warriors apprentice, tho she was anyway. Unlike most Elysians, she was made hardcore by death, revenge for her friends were bigger than her snappy maw. Elysian Pack. Her home, the revenge when Erida and her pack would die. Go to hell if she cared. How sweet it would be. Her eyes are sharp to look out for any dogs, finding a flattened piece of grass, she smelt it. The disgusting smell of Barkzakh, pick a stupid side already! Those smelly mongrels who have nothing to fight for. Her body moved forward, carefully following the scent in the Hills of Elysian. Carefully running forward, being sure to not make much sound, she bound up at a dog, unlike the coyote herself. The dog, it short, but it seemed that it was fearless. Mustering its way up to Elysian just because they sorrowed for their former human friends. Never assume. Never underestimate. Crow narrowed her eyes so that they were as thin as slits. Stupid Barkzakh, the rage grew ever so slightly. A low growl rose from her throat. How the coyote wished that she was older, but fighting still came naturally to her. Her legs are well-muscled, large and long. The abdomen was unusually large for her age, and the coyote's maw were full of sharp canines, ready for a time for them to inflict deep wounds. Crow could put up a strong battle alright. Charry::Crow Word Count::267 Muse::Well

[Doidle]

[bg=738fa2][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=border,0,true] Doidle continued her determined prance through the field of flowers, urinating every so often for no other reason to let the Elysian pack believe that someone was trying to take over their territory. That's all Doidle was really useful for. Causing trouble. If she had less energy than she did, or if she ever felt safe anywhere, she might not have noticed that she was being trailed. But this was Doidle. She noticed everything. This was one reason she was such a sucessful warrior in the Barzakh pack. She might've not been strong or be able to spill much blood on the ground. But, boy, did she notice things. She strained her eyes to look over her shoulder in mid-stride, trying to catch a glimpse of what nasty creature felt the need to follow her, but she saw nothing. But she knew it was there. When the small terrier neared a large boulder, she pranced on around it, cutting off the view from her stalker. Then she did nothing but wait. The beast would come sneaking around the corner eventually. And Doidle would be ready to.... to.... well, she hadn't quite figured out what she would do yet. But it would be something good. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ WC ✿ 202 Mongrels ✿ Crow OOC ✿ no muse AT ALL, sorry D:

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[crow]

[bg=000000][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=border,0,true] When the small terrier had jumped on the boulder, she gave another low growl, Mangy mongrel yes, but smart mongrel too. No doubt, she couldn't help but mentally compliment this dog. She had cut off the coyote's view of her candidate. The tees and the undergrowth prevented her from coming any closer. Crow knew that she would have to either tussle with this dog or back off, letting it invade precious territory. Of course, the coyote toke that path of trying to defend it. Crow quickly stopped at almost where the dog would see her, like a line between a path. Sh could take it, or so she thought. The coyote was unusually large for her age, and she could quickly ambush prey, as well as enemies. That was it, wasn't she taught to come for help when there was an enemy? Nobody had ever told her the answer to that. Crow had considered it a no. Not an ambush, too hard, she hadn't learned to ambush yet either, the only type of starting attack she knew, was the most straightforward one. Growling loudly, just so this mongrel could hear it, she stepped into the clearing, "You better have a good reason to be here, Barkzakh mongrel..." Snarling the words, she approached the boulder inch by inch, than foot by foot. Until the coyote was just in distance of leaping up at the Barkzakh terrier. Their wasn't going to be much time until Crow would snap. Baring those sharp canines, those back hairs stood straight up, like a needle. Her eyes were narrowed, but still showed a lot of anger and rage, puffing some of her fur out, she looked bigger, which made the coyote seem more intimidating. It was her first attempt at trying to scare a enemy away, and it was going pretty well, but Crow knew well enough that it would take more to scare this bold terrier off. IC puppet::Crow Word Count::339 Voices be heard::...

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[Doidle]

[bg=738fa2][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=border,0,true] The small terrier waited in silence, her skin apparently rippling with excitement, one paw dangled in the air and her head tilted slightly to the right. Doidles eyes were planted on the ground just ahead of her own small paws and when she heard the footfalls coming a bit closer, her entire form quivered. Not from fear, no, she was ready to attack. The voice that followed the footfalls was abrupt and fierce, bothering Doidle not in the slightest. 'Mongrel?', she thought to herself in the same instant that she came barreling out from behind the boulder, flying past the Coyote and behind her, being sure to stay far enough away from those teeth. Although the Coyote was larger than Doidle, Doidle was by far faster than the beast. There was not a canine on the island that could whip and weave through the forests faster than this small creature. A small snarl appeared on her face before she spoke. "Aww! Look, it's a whiney little Elysian member! 'Wahh, wahh, wahh mai humens are dead. Wahh wahh wahh'! Get o'er it ya filthy depressing mutts!" With each syllable, her dainty paws lifted off the ground, barking at the Coyote in front of her. "What? Whatcha gonna do? Huh? Gonna go cry some more about it? Huh? Yeah!" A shrill growl rumbled around in her chest, her frame still quivering from excitement. Doidle may be bold, but she wasn't stupid. She would play with this stinking ball of fur until she reached the point of no return, and was forced to scamper off back to Barzakh. Not like it would happen any time soon. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ WC ✿ 272 Mongrels ✿ Crow OOC ✿ Bwahaha....

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