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Nevada gasped, not knowing about the alphas until now. "Th- they're dead?" she then starting howling softly, mourning in the death of the alphas. "I'm so sorry." she said to her fellow pack members. " I only thought about the ***** food as a cause we'd haven't had in a day and a half. Though, if I may ask," she started with a stern voice, " how'd they die?"

"As for you," Nevada glared at Midnight. "I had no idea they have died. You can't accuse me for stuff I didn't know about." she bared her fangs, still a little mad from the lower ranked wolf's reply.

Lucky watched the entire thing unfold in front of her. Though it was odd for the little dog to feel this way, she was kind of sorry for Buster, being guaranteed the new Alpha position. Hm. Kind of,' Lucky thought and turned around to walk off, her pointed snout turned into the air a bit.
'Serves him right, that over zealous pup. Did he really think he'd make a good leader for this pack?Buster would've just lead us all to the wolves and had us killed, I'm sure of it!' Lucky shuttered at that thought; she was absolutely terrified of the Black Forest Ridge's wolves. She had seen them fight and they were just as good -if not better than the Town Dogs Pack.
The lanky legged dog stopped at her den to stretch. She yawned and her tongue curled as she opened her mouth. Shaking her head, Lucky began to dig at the snow that had piled up in her den's entrance.

Apollo heard the two pack members, Nevada and Midnight, bickering about the Alphas' deaths. 'Will they ever stop fussing with each other?' the young male thought bitterly and felt his upper lip curl slightly. No. He mustn't get angry at those two; he had bigger things to deal with.
Apollo rose to his paws and padded down the rock side. He happened to look over to the den area to see the survives of the massacre either hovering around the dens, resting in the burrows or tending to the wounded. Then the thought hit him. 'Wait a second...where's Scarlet?' The Beta hadn't seen her out on the battle field, and now that he thought about it, Apollo had not seen the Omega since he had went up to talk to Nevada...
The Beta male made a sharp turn and ran over to where Nevada and Midnight were at. "You two! Have you seen Scarlet?" he panted out once he was within earshot of the duo.

Dawn's ears perked up at Apollo's voice. 'What? Was he not with Scarlet earlier?' The huntress scoffed and licked her bloodied paw where some of her nails had been broken and her paw pads had been scrapped in the fight. "Might as well go and help him look for that Omega."
The light brown wolf gave her paws a few more gentle licks before getting up and limping out of her den.

Nevada quit her howling, and lowered her head. "Scarlet?" she pondered. 'No... I haven't.." she quickly shook her head at his question, not knowing the exact answer.

Red smiled at his mate crookedly. 'Pups?' he thought. 'Oh boy..'


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New characters. It seems like we don't have enough in the Town Dogs LOL By the way, Let's see if I can remember the chars I got already... Red, Maize, Nevada.. (Is that it?)

Name: Pepper
Nickname: Pep
Age: 3 Years
Gender: F
Species/Breed: Canis Lupus Familiaris. Shetland Sheepdog
Personality: Pepper is a roughly though dog, and won't go down without a fight.
Description: Pepper's eyes are a hazel blue swirl, her pawpads are black and often highlighted with lighter grey. Her fur is a orange sable, decorated with darker orange.
Background: Not much was know about Pepper, except that she was abandoned by her owner after some fearful cause she can quite make out. "It was horrible.. Just awful. I woke up without a owner. Though I still had my collar I joined into what you might call a pack.. ", tears rolled down her face she said as a dog from a nearby town, here with his owners asked her.
Crush: N/A
Mate:N/A
Offspring: N/A
Pack: Town Dogs (Black Forest Ridge or the Town Dogs)
Rank: ..Pending...
Rank Wanted: Hunter, and/or fighter. Pepper prefers hunting more than fighting.
Other: N/A
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Name: Arizona
Nickname: Aria
Age: 4 Years
Gender: F
Species/Breed: Canis Lupus Familiaris. Ibizan hound (Love them!)
Personality: Arizona is very graceful when running, just plain walking, and even when she's sitting alone. Arizona is a very wise dog, and often gets time with other pack member who need or want advise or guidance.
Description: Arizona has a tannish brown/ orange colored splats one her body. She has black pawpads, and brown eyes.
Background: N/A Arizona ran off from her owners, due to his awful way of training and disciplining her. He often beat her for nothing. Soon after, the town somewhat fled and left her and other dogs left behind.
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Offspring: N/A
Pack: Town Dogs (Black Forest Ridge or the Town Dogs)
Rank: ...Pending...
Rank Wanted: Shaman, due to her wise, and calm demeanor.
Other: She wears a collar given to her by another person, a Mexican lady across the street whom Arizona often ran off to.
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Yep, those were the characters you already had. Your other two are accepted and I'm updating the front page now.

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Apollo instantly turned around and nearly bumped heads with Dawn. "Watch it," he said in a snappy tone and pushed past the female. Without another word, the Beta Male ran off into the forest behind the den area in search of his friend.

Dawn growled a bit to herself when Apollo pushed past her and headed off into the woods. "Jeez, I was just going to offer my help," she muttered and rolled her eyes. She watched her superior run into the dense snow-covered pine trees and began to limp her way over to them as well. "I'll be back," Dawn barked out to Midnight and Nevada.

In her den, Scarlet was lying on her side. Eight newborn puppies nursed as their mother tried to relax after hours of hard work. For about the millionth time that day, Scarlet lent over and licked each of her pups clean, lightly laughing at their squeaks and tiny barks as she groomed their fur. The mother wolf held mixed emotions on the inside; part of her was so very glad that her puppies were born healthy and in a safe place, but the other half of her feared to return to the Black Forest Ridge Pack or that the pack may find her.

Nevada sunk her body into the snow again, along her head rested on her forepaws. Her eyes sank as she had worried about the alphas, yet they were dead and she didn't even know about until now. 'And those deep, bleeding scars in her face...' Nevada thought. 'I hadn't even asked how she was.' Nevada slowly closed her eyes, and thought about nothing but the alpha's deaths.

Pepper had curled up into the snow, her face buried in her feathered body. 'Warmth...' she muttered to herself, though how could anyone hear her, her face was covered with the lightly shaded fur on her body. "How nice it would be.." she pulled her head out from underneath her forearm. "There's those hazel eyes." Pepper shot her head around to the den at which the voice had come from.. "I thought they had disappeared forever." the voice said again, this time the owner of the voice had appeared. "Aria?" Pepper stood and shook herself from the icy winter cold. Arizona sat just at the line of snow that layed in the den. "Yeah, miss me?" "You've been in there all day." Pepper trotted over. As she quickly sat the snow caved in, not literally, but metaphorically, and covered Arizona's paws. She shivered as the bitter cold hit them. Arizona quickly leaped back as to stay away from the cold. Being an Ibizan hound, and having short coats, she didn't like the cold much. Summer was more her thing, even though in the sixty degree weather was chilly, she liked it mush better. "Pep," Aria started as she turned and sat facing the caved wall. "A death has come over us, not in out pack, but a rival's pack." Arizona turned her head back, but the Shetland sheepdog had all ready left.


Arizona shook her head in dismay, worried that the wolf pack wouldn't cave in into their territory and accuse them of committing the death. Arizona took a deep breath and wondered outside the den, her paws touching the icy winter snow. She held her head up high and paid no attention the bitter, wet cold. 'Spring?' she thought, looked down at feet and smiling as the snow what mushier than she had thought it would be. Arizona pushed her head back up into her statue position and continued walking, her tail swaying back and forth as her hind legs hit the base of it. Most of the dogs stared at her in awe at her lovely stance. Arizona kept walking, in pursuit of finding Pepper. 'Where'd she gone off to?' Aria shook her head, swishing it back and forth as scanning the area.

Red smiled at Aria, the beautiful Ibizan hound's long legs could hold her up above the snow. "Like the cold?" he asked her, padding over. "Not exactly, but it's fine." she had said, still looking off and about. "This is the first time I've seen you come out of the den, since winter came." "I suppose.." the Ibizan hound sat in the snow, a dismayed expression crept on her face. Red looked up to her. 'Sitting she's still taller than me.' Red stared in awe. Red turned his head swiftly as a yipping dog could be heard. Arizona turned her head back slowly. "Pepper, where did you go? I was right in the middle of explaining something important to you." Arizona scampered over, staring at the Shetland sheepdog. Pepper pawed at a hare's dead body. It was fresh. "You, caught this?" Aria asked her. Pepper looked up to her. "Yes." the one word slipped through her mouth as she picked up the hare in her jaws and grasped it.

Maize stared at Red. Her red merle coat swaying in the breeze. 'Humph.' she sighed as she trotted into the den. She had wondered when dinner time was. Her stomach growled as her eyes swirled into a brown chocolate.

Apollo trotted at an up-beat pace through the woods. Though he didn't show it, the Beta could clearly sense Dawn's presence padding a good meter behind him. The large male snorted and stopped dead in hi tracks. Apollo's brow furrowed as he turned around and watched as Dawn froze, having been seen by her superior.
"What are you doing here?" Though his voice was it's usual smooth tone, the huntress caught the lingering note of annoyance in it. Apollo didn't wait for an answer; the Beta male whirled back around and broke into a trot and disappeared into the dense pine trees.

Dawn scoffed to herself. What? Did he think she wouldn't be able to see him through the trees? They weren't that packed together. However, the young huntress knew that her Beta wanted her to stay at camp; he hadn't given her permission to follow him -he might have to put his Omega friend back in her place, for running off and all- and Dawn was sure that both Apollo and herself didn't want to be around for that. The light-brown furred wolf limped forward a little bit, thinking about trailing Apollo again, but she shook her head. "He doesn't need me," she said aloud, "And I don't need to help him."
Dawn turned on her toes and hobbled all the way back to the Black Forest Ridge's territory. She ignored the confused and eager looks of her fellow survivors, but Dawn only averted her eyes straight forward, aimed right at her own den. She slipped into the underground cavern and laid back down.

Heracles padded back to the Town Dog's Pack. The fluffy canine ignored everyone that he passed, even his own Alpha. He was disappointed in them all; why did they go and invade the wolves' territory? 'We were living peacefully until today!' he sighed in his mind and shook his head. 'Why can't we just accept that we're not getting all of the Black Forest Ridge's territory? We should just all disperse and go to some of those lively towns that are starting to pop up...'
Heracles found his spot where he lied at the outskirts of the dogs' territory and the mix-breed slipped underneath some of the pine trees' low-hanging branches to sit down on his haunches. He then began to clean his cuts and bruises he had got from the battle with the wolves again.

Scarlet's puppies had stopped nursing about an hour ago and the mother wold was out hunting for mice or rabbits -something small that she could easily catch and eat. Her stomach had the dull pain of hunger lingering in it, and this is what forced her to reluctantly get up and leave her newborns in the secluded den. Scarlet padded under the low-hanging pine branches and ducked to avoid the needles from rubbing against her ears.
The mix-breed wolf stuck her nose to the ground to see if she could pick up any scents, and she found a trail of a snowshoe hare. It had been down where she stood about an hour ago; Scarlet knew that her chances of catching it were slim, but she was hungry and needed nutrition to nurse her pups on unless she wanted them to die. "No, I'll catch it," she said out loud and trotted alongside the scent trail determinedly. After a while, Scarlet noticed that the hare's scent was fading very fast. The Omega gasped and started sniffing the ground in a frenzy, but it was in vain. The scent ended here.
Scarlet whimpered and lifted her head up. 'What do I do now? My pups...' She sighed heavily and, with ears and tail lowered, she turned around and began to walk back to the den. All the while she was walking to her den, Scarlet was vainly sniffing the ground and surrounding bushes to see if there was anything she could find to eat. There was nothing, and the mother wolf slipped back into her den where her puppies whined and nuzzled up against her underside to begin feeding again.

Midnight looked around for Dawn.He had to admit he liked Dawn."Dawn?Dawn?Dawn!"Midnight shouted,still looking around for her.He growled a bit,then walked away.He layed down,licking off his wounds.

Dawn's ears perked and she looked out of the entrance of her den. She heard Midnight calling her, and though the huntress didn't really feel like being bothered at the moment, Dawn heaved a sigh and rose to her feet. The brown wolf squeezed out of her den and looked around. "Midnight?"
She cocked her head to the side and trotted off a little bit until she spotted the dark-colored wolf lying down in the snow-covered ground. He was busy attending to his wounds from the day's fight and Dawn walked up closer to him. "You needed me?" she asked, eying the scars he was cleaning.

Midnight looked up and saw Dawn."Well,I did need you."Midnight had responded.He went back to cleaning off his wounds,then back to Dawn."Anyways,I'd kind of like to say this..somewhere..else."The dark colored male said.He stood up and looked around."We could actually hunt at least something for the pack maybe.."Midnight offered Dawn to hunt.

The huntress's ear flicked. Didn't he see that she was limping due to her injured foot- Never mind. Dawn exhaled through her nose and nodded, eyes locking onto Midnight's. "Fine, but I won't be of much use." She lifted her paw to show him the slightly bloodied, broken nails she had, in case he hadn't seen them earlier. "My foot's hurt..."
With that, the female wolf kept her paw lifted in the air and walked past Midnight, heading for the forest. "We're going to hunt something before it gets too late," she called to Nevada, trying to keep the irritation in her voice from just talking to the Beta as hidden as possible. Dawn dropped her head into it's original position, breaking eye-contact with Nevada as she did so, and hobbled slowly to the huge pine trees skirting the Black Forest Ridge's border. She turned and looked at Midnight, expecting him yo make it over to her side with swiftness.

Nevada rose to her feet, eyeing over the female softly. "Travel safe. Also Dawn, is you paw all right there?" she asked as she gazed at her bloodied and scarred paw.

Arizona turned her head back and saw the mixed breed dog, Heracles, and shouted. "Heracles, where are you goin'?" she tilted her head to the side, quickly turning her body and sprinting back to the mix. She easily outran him, then cut off his trot by turning and gliding in front of him. She watched as he quickly stopped in order not to hit the female Ibizan. Her legs towering over Heracles' head. He just turned and went around her. Arizona didn't bother to chase after him, after all, if he had something to say he would've said something. Arizona turned back as well, only, headed the other direction. The direction of Huey, one of the elder dogs in their pack. Also one of the wisest dogs next to Arizona.

Pepper only dreamed of having a big dinner. Though it was her fault she never got anything big or average for her own weight. She never ate anything the hunters in her pack brought back. She wasted her time looking for her own food while her pack was eating whatever the other's had caught. "Why don't I ever get anything good to eat?" she huffed to herself. Huey didn't bother to answer out loud apparently 'cause he didn't say nothing, nor looked over to her. The Ibizan hound sat beside Huey, staring at Pepper in rather dismay and a look that would make even one of the intelligent dogs -like Pepper- to ask what the was. "Cause you don't bother to eat with us." She tried not to roll her eyes as graceful as she was, at lease not enough for them to see, she never bothered anybody about their problems. Not often. Only cases like Heracles had, or in this case, Pepper's. "What exactly do you mean?" the Shetland sheepdog tilted her head to the side. "Ain't it obvious, you never choose to eat what the rest of us do." Arizona told her to drop the subject afterwards.

Red looked over to the trio of dogs, the golden retriever, sheepdog and Ibizan hound talking over something Pepper had done. He rolled his eyes and smiled, slowly making his way past the three and into the den, sniffing around for no particular reason. Just to be sniffing. As the night past, the next morning was a little more warmed than the day before. Grass could be seen here and there, but snow was still covering the ground. Red had figured it would get warm then freeze over again as it usually did sometime between February and March. Most of the dogs in his pack were out and about. Hunting, pups playing, and the elders gathered together talking about their life when they were smaller, laughing and as happy as could be. Pretty soon the snow would come and ruin it, Red and some others thought.

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Dawn lifted her head and glanced up at Nevada. There had been a change of tone in her voice; the Beta sounded a little more concerned about the well-being of her pack mate. "What? This old thing?" Dawn pointed with her muzzle to her paw as she gently lifted it off of the ground. The huntress shrugged. "It's fine. I'll make it a couple of miles on it before I have to rest again," she lied, knowing good and well that even standing with her paw idly dangling in the air caused it to hurt. "Thanks for asking, Nevada." She looked back behind her and called, "Midnight! Are you coming or am I going to have to do this all by myself?" She smirked and waited for the darker colored wolf to answer.

Heracles heard one of the other members of his pack -if he remembered correctly, her name was Arizona- calling him, but he ignored the dog all together. The fluffy mix-breed got up from his spot under the pine trees and trotted forward at a quick pace. Unfortunately, he heard the patter of paws running up behind him and before he knew it, Arizona glided around to cut him off from reaching...wherever it was that he was going.
The dog skidded to a stop and glared up and the Ibizan. He needed to be alone now, didn't she see that? A growl formed deep in the pit of Heracles' throat as he sidestepped the taller dog and broke out into a sprint. This time Arizona didn't follow.

At the Town Dogs' Pack, Huey was sleeping like a rock in his own den that he dug off near the edge of the pack grounds. The old snoring golden retriever was half-aware that Arizona was approaching him. Only when Pepper showed up and she and Arizona began to dispute did Huey wake up. "Girls," he said, voice gruff and sounding a bit tired with his normal raspy edge to it, "Please, if you are going to argue, take it somewhere else." He wasn't aware that Arizona had told Pepper to drop the subject a few seconds before he had awoken. It didn't seem like Huey cared either, because, as soon as he finished his request, the elderly dog's head was back on his paws and he was snoring once again.

(I'm killing off a character: Maize. She died of sickness)

Arizona poked her head into her den, looking around she noticed the tracks of a much larger dog. Or a dog with much larger paws anyway. "What?" she whispered. 'Pepper..' She growled quietly to herself and layed in the dirt that covered the den floor.

Red was sound asleep when he scared himself awake. Red dropped his head back onto the ground, moaning. His stomach growled loudly, opening his eyes he stood and sprinted off into town. "Chicken, steak, or ribs?" he grinned, looking at all the stands with people. Red lowered his tail, his ears, and dangled his head. Wheezing and coughing, gagging so people would notice. He whine and plopped on his side and made a low whimper. "Awww, poor doggie." a little girl said after watching the dog stagger around like a drunken cowboy, then fall on his side. "Can I buy him a tweat mom!?" she pulled on her mothers jacket. "I suppose, but don't buy an expensive one. You're daddy will kill me if you did." Red waited for the girl to come over and reward him for stealing her heart. She came over and kneeled down, holding out a large T-bone steak. 'Wow, what size is the expensive stuff?' Red thought, he couldn't possible be seeing that steak. Red eased his head off the ground, looking at the girl with big, round puppy-dog eyes. "He's so cute!" she squealed to her mother. Red swore his ears bled at that. Looking at her one more time, he eased al the way off the ground and slowly took the steak from her hand. Instead of running off with it, he stayed there on the spot and gobbled up one have of the steak. 'Wow.' he repeated to himself. 'And to think she wasn't supposed to buy me anything big.' he laughed sarcastically. He picked up the rest of the meat and looked at the girl. She just smiled and patted him on the head. Red wanted to lick her hand but he figured her mother would scream, or freak out and chase after him.

Red turned away and pretended to limp away, making sure the girl still saw him. Once out of site, he bolted away and back into his pack territory. "Rose!" he yelled. He dropped the steak at her feet.



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Name: Dobby
Nickname: Just Dobby
Age: 3 years, 3 months and 8 days
Gender: Female
Species/Breed: Australian Cattle Dog/Catahoula mix
Personality: Dobby is very energetic and loves to play, she hardly ever thinks about herself especially during a time of need.
Background:

Dobby was born in a kennel from a Catahoula Leopard dog and a stray Australian Cattle dog. Her mother was found roaming the streets a month after she had gotten pregnant and was taken by the kennel workers. As time went by the kennel started to get full and once the puppies were born and weaned they would have to put down. Once weaned, all eight puppies were scheduled to be but down at different times. Dobby, however was saved from the tragedy from a early teenage girl. The kennel happily agreed to let her have Dobby, even for free. The kennel started giving away dogs for free to people who wanted a family pet. They needed space for strays in more need or help than the ones there already. Dobby never saw her family again but she was happy to be out of the cold kennel cages they provided. At the age of two, Dobby's new owner didn't have the funds to take care of her anymore so she had to make the hard decision of letting the dog run free. She couldn't take her to a kennel or shelter because all of them required a signature and a payment to put a dog or cat in. After a day or two of thinking she removed the collar and let the dog loose. Dobby kept coming back to the yard gate time and time again, after realizing she wasn't being let in she tried the front door. No answer. Several months had passed before the dog took a hint and let for good.

Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: She was spayed by a local shelter when she was a year old, her owner didn't want any puppies.
Pack: Dobby remains a stray, looking for food whenever she's hungry. She's ran into the Town Dogs pack twice now.
Rank: ..Pending...
Rank Wanted: She doesn't have a rank.
Other:

Name: Aquamarine
Nickname: Aqua
Age: 2 in dog years, a 19 year old human
Gender: female
Species/Breed: rottweiler
Personality: Aqua has courage when others don't and will take on anything thrown at her in order to help. She is strong and a little over protective of those around her. Aqua may look frightening at first but once you become a friend she will away be loyal to you. Aqua won't tell a lie unless it is the only thing to do in order to help her friends.
Description: Aqua is black with brown half way up her legs and brown on the inside of her legs up to her brown belly. she has two brown symmetrical spots on her chest and right above the corner of her mouth. Aqua has a spot on each of her eye brows and the hair around her black nose and the brown tapers down then goes around Aqua’s mouth and on her chin.
Background: Aqua didn't get to know her mother because when she was able to eat meat her owner took her away from her mother and become a guard dog in training. When Aqua was 1 year old her owner vanished. Aqua looked in the surrounding country for her human but only found the Town Dog Pack, so Aqua decided that she was going to watch the pack and see their every movement until they do in different situations and waiting until it is the right time to go in and make her presence known.
Crush: open
Mate: open
Offspring: none yet (she’s not fixed)
Pack: Town Dogs (if they accept her)
Rank: loner
Rank Wanted: guard leader
Other: Aqua wants to be the guard but doesn't want to force her way to being in the guard, she wants to earn it. Aqua’s owner didn't get Aqua spayed, her owner was hoping to breed her when she becomes a good guard dog, hoping that she will teach them how to be good guard dogs to.
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