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Gatsby | Alpha Male | Street Rats | Single

The Alpha sighed. Of course Hugo would know her. He didn't have time for this nonsense; Roosevelt was in trouble, he had let that slip past him for a few seconds -some father he was!- and needed his assistance.
"Hugo, escort her out of the territory and make sure neither she nor whatever pack she came from, sets foot in my city again? Got that?" he snarled, but the last half of the sentence was directed more at the black dog. "I do not expect to see her when I return." With that said, the mix-breed turned and bounded off toward the direction where he had last heard his son's howl.
Before he was completely out of the area, Gatsby saw two black-and-white border collie puppies watching the scene...Yin and Yang. Also known as "Yin being Roosevelt's closest friend but both belonged to Luna." If Luna wasn't around then Penny was supposed to be watching the sick and weak and also keeping an eye on the pups! He'd have to appoint another Caretaker either to take Penny's lately irresponsible self or the two would work together. Maybe that would take some pressure off of the pit bull terrier.
The old dog sighed; when had his pack gotten so much out of hand? Was it that he was a bad leader? No...maybe because there was little to no food sources in his pack territory that provided brain food to the other dogs! He growled to himself as he sped around a corner.


Roosevelt | Puppy | Street Rats | Single

The Alpha's son watched in awe as the taller dog took down the remaining coyote single-handedly. He jumped out of the way when the wild canine fell to the ground near him, bleeding and struggling on each breath. Roosevelt's heart suddenly started to ache for the foolish creature; he knew that it had attempted to kill him, but...still...
The puppy turned his head away from the coyote once its body stilled, mouth half-way open, tongue lolled out on the wet pavement, yellow eyes stuck in a wide open state that showed nothing but pain. Roosevelt let himself be gently picked up by his scruff by his savior. When they started running, the older dog told Roosevelt that he needed the Alpha's son to vouch for his safety, to make sure it got through his father's skull that this dog had saved him from coyotes. At his father's name, Roosevelt's ears perked up and he turned the best way he could to look up at the other carrying him. "Y-you know Dad? I mean -everyone knows Dad- but by his name? This was a first. No other dog ever referred to the Street Rats' leader as anything but "Alpha" and "Sir". Well, some of the pack called him by his first name, but not often.
So did that mean that Gatsby knew this dog, too?


Delilah | Hunter/Scout | Woodlanders | Single

She really did not perk back up after her Alpha apologized to her but she said, "Thank you" anyway. He suggested that she go and hunt something for the pack and Delilah jumped on the opportunity to get away from Hector. She padded past him quickly and bounded off into the underbrush and out of sight. Once she was sure her leader wasn't able to see, hear, or maybe smell her, Delilah huffed to herself, "He's always so nice to Benny! Benny this and Benny that! I wouldn't be surprise if he was in love with her..."
It wasn't that the Labrador was jealous of Hector's and Benny's relationship -more like friendship- she would be so happy for her friend if Hector picked her for his mate and Benny lead the Woodlanders alongside him. As always. She was always so proud and grateful for her best friend in the entire world.
Minutes passed and Delilah was very much unsuccessful in her search. She soon found herself on the edge of the woods and froze once she realized that, if she'd take one step more, she would enter the territory of the Street Rats. They were never too kind to strangers. Unless they need more pack members, that is. With a sigh and thinking that the pack had more food that would be easier to catch than there was out in the woods, Delilah turned back and walked into the forests again. She had her head hanging low, mentally telling herself to not let her encounter with Hector get to her too much, she hadn't even realized the strange scent that told her danger was lurking a few meters ahead of her.


Benny | Lead hunter/Guard | Woodlanders | Single

Benny had slowed her gallop down to a quick-paced trot, than to a slow walk. She was breathing heavily and her giant nostrils flared with every intake of breath through her nose. The Newfoundland placed her muzzle toward the ground and picked up the faint scent of that dog who had caught Delilah's attention from earlier.
She had realized a while back that this mutt wasn't Gatsby, the Street Rats' leader. She was puzzled at first. Benny was unable to place the scent and this was a first to her; she was always able to make out a scent of any of her pack members or the Street Rats' -they had confrontations so often in the past that she could name every single one of Gatsby's dogs. "Huh. Unless that mutt recruited some loners we haven't come in contact with yet," she thought out loud and looked back up.
This dog was obviously a male but more than likely was a loner. This wouldn't have been the first time a lone dog had ventured into the Woodlanders' territory. 'I'll just have to check to make sure he's not an Infected. Then I'll chase him out.' The Newfoundland picked her pace back up again as she followed the scent and the few paw prints that were half-way embedded in the soft, muddy ground.


Sebastian | Loner | Single

He held onto the fish he had caught, knowing very well that he would not be able to stop again and catch anymore food. He heard a giant beast lumbering through the woods and the borzoi envisioned that large, shaggy-furred Newfoundland and her old golden retriever Alpha running after his trail. Usually, Sebastian would have made it hard for any other dogs to catch on to his trail, but in the woods it was hard to make twenty-thousand turns around the same tree in order to lose his pursuers. Back in the city, there was more open space and buildings. This created a wider window of time for him to confuse that dense Gatsby and his pack members of where he had headed off to after stealing from their not-so-carefully hidden food stash.
The old dog's eyes widened when he looked up to see an old stone structure of some sort. It was covered in plant vegetation and moss and broken tree branches jutted out from its glassless windows. This was the Woodlanders' pack meeting place and sleeping quarters. Almost all of the dogs resided here.
Crap.
Sebastian immediately turned and fled, afraid that some of the pack members would see him and go after him. He was never one to back down from a fight, but a senior dog would never survive getting mauled by a pack of forest dwelling ferals. That was obvious.

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EDIT: New infected character :3 ))

Name: She is simply called Rose
Nicknames: N/A
Gender: Female
Age: Three years old
Breed: Mongrel
Personality: She is a sweet girl, but don't let that fool you, Rose can be tough as nails when she has to be | She's not one to back down when she knows something is right | Rose talks a lot and tries to solve problems with words rather than physical contact | She's a bit hasty and it takes a lot to calm her down | Rose has a big heart, but not for those who misuse and abandon her
Brief background: Not much is known about where Rose came from; she claims to have hailed from a farm located on the outskirts of what is now the Woodlanders' territory. She and her friend, another mix-breed named Buster worked as guard dogs there, but when the virus spread to the farmland and wiped out her human family and some of the weaker dogs and other farm animals, Rose fled. As she traveled toward the woods, she was attacked by a dog much larger than herself and was bitten during their scuffle. Rose paid no attention to the bite, not knowing that the dog was infected and that the virus had been passed into her own bloodstream. The dog went onto the woods, through them and into the city. She learned about the existence of the Woodlanders and Street Rats, but stayed to the shadows until she's be fully able to approach one of the gangs and ask to join.
Crush: No one
Mate: No one
Offspring: None
Pack or loner: She's a lone dog, but would love to join either one of the packs, just as long as she has food, shelter, and protection.
Rank(s): None; she's a lone dog
Status: Infected; her symptoms haven't showed up yet, so she thinks she's healthy
Other:
-Rose is slowly going blind in one of her eyes, a result from the virus, but she believes it to be from an injury she had
Picture:

(( Bump (︶-︶) ))

Loki | Beta Female | Woodlanders | Single

Loki sprinted away, off in the distance she heard the husky call back for her. 'Loki!' she could hear echo pass. She suddenly fell and felt the presence of another dog.

Hugo| Lead Hunter | Street Rats | Single

"Loki, wait!" Hugo picked up the bird she had left and ran after her. He pinned her and looked her in the eyes. "You left this behind.." Hugo nudged the dead bird to her, moving away from her. Hugo smiled, then it faded. "Oh s***. Better get back to Gatsby before he gets mad."

Loki | Beta Female | Woodlanders | Single


Loki's eyes were wide open. 'Why would he return the food?' she thought. She didn't wait long enough to figure out why and just continued running off. 'It was kind of him but, we're in totally different packs.'

Delilah | Hunter/Scout | Woodlanders | Single

A high-pitched sound of distress echoed through the woods and caused Delilah to jerk her head up, pendant ears perked and dark brown eyes wide. ‘Wha…what was that?’ The distressed call sounded again, only this time, it was closer. The Labrador’s curiosity got the better of her and the dog slowly moved to where the sound was.
A few seconds passed and Delilah’s eyes caught a quick movement from the corner of her left eye. She whirled her head around but it was too late; whatever it was had gone already. She silently cursed herself and padded over to the underbrush where…whatever that was had been. She ducked her head down, nose to the soft earth and picked up the scent of a…
Well, it smelled like a…
A…
’Bear?’
A sudden roar bellowed from the mouth of a creature at least three times larger than herself. Delilah’s head shot up and she was greeted by the image of a ginormous black bear bounding toward her at full speed. The dog gasped and immediately turned around and ran as fast as her legs could carry her She knew it would take far more than sprinting out of the woods to lose the bear, she just hoped that it would tire out before then because she knew she wouldn’t be able to last anymore after she broke through the treeline.

Loki | Beta Female| Woodlanders| Single

Loki finally made it back to the territory. She saw Delilah sprinting off out of the tree line. "Delilah, what are you running from?" Loki turned back towards her. Loki started off again, in the opposite direction. "Holy!" no sooner had she figured out what she was running from a large bear showed itself. "Oh, figures." Loki sprinted after the bear, barking to get it's attention. "Hey! Big black blob, over here!" she barked.

Delilah | Hunter/Scout | Woodlanders | Single

Suddenly, a large, black dog came into view and Delilah screamed, her mind immediately thinking that it was the bear. But, the figure in front of her was too small to be a bear, she realized, but the Labrador kept up her sprint."Delilah, what are you running from?" That was Loki's voice! Delilah was quick to answer.
"LOKI WHAT ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE FOR!? GET OUT OF THE WAY! RUN! IT'S A BEAR!"
The hunter zoomed past the mix-breed dog and kept running at the amazing speed she maintained through the thicket. When she realized that the Beta female had not heeded her words was what caused her to skid to a stop and snap her head back. Loki. Wasn't. There.
A frightened gasp escaped Delilah's mouth as it dropped open and her eyes went wide, scanning the woodlands for her Beta. It was obvious that the bear hadn't gobbled her up. And now that she thought about it, Delilah didn't hear her pursuer anymore-
A roar broke the quite atmosphere of the Woodlanders' territory and Delilah cringed when the bellow was followed by Loki's voice, loud and clear: "Hey! Big black blob, over here!"
"She went after it!?" the Labrador screamed in dismay and rushed forward only to stop a few steps after. Her entire body trembled with fear and she tucked her tail between her legs. 'Should I go help her? Should I get help? Who's left in this area? Benny?! Yes, I'll go find her! She'll know what to do.' With her mind made up, Delilah turned and headed in the direction where her best friend had ran off to earlier and, within a few minutes, the Labrador literally bumped into the larger dog, sending them both tumbling to the ground.
Delilah leapt to her feet, pinned Benny so she wouldn't move, and yelled, "Loki'sfightingabearanditmightkillherBennywhatdoIdowhatdoIdowhatdoIdo?!"


Benny | Lead hunter/Guard | Woodlanders | Single

The Newfoundland heard something approaching from her left, and it was approaching very fast. Turning her head, but never breaking her stride, Benny called out, "Delilah, is that-"
A blur burst through the underbrush and rammed into Benny's ribs; the dog yelped and fell to the ground. And if that wasn't good enough, the Newfoundland and her attacker manged to roll down a slight hill and when they finally came to rest at the bottom, Benny attempted to get to her feet but the other dog quickly pinned her down.
A snarl escaped Benny and she pulled her gums back, exposing two rows of sharp teeth. Suddenly, the dog above her started yelling at her, and the only words Benny could make out were Loki -the name of their Beta female, which meant that this dog was part of her pack- might kill, and what do I do? It finally dawned on Benny that this dog was Delilah and she stopped snarling. "Delilah, calm down. I can't understand what your saying," she said as calmly as she could.


Rose | Loner | Infected | Single

She knew she was supposed to stick to the shadows, to not endanger herself. But she couldn't help it. She was so hungry.
Rose had snuck over the boundaries marked off by Gatsby and his Betas that signified that this part of the city belonged to the Street Rats. Once she had crept over into the territory, she knew that there really was no turning back; she hadn't eaten anything in the past three days and her intestines felt like their were slowly and painfully curling in on themselves. The hungry grumbles that racked her belly made the ordeal no better.
Rose had rushed to where she had seen some of the dogs bring food to, dump it off and leave. They didn't have a specific name for the drop-off, just anything along the lines of "food pile", and that's where Rose made her beeline for. She didn't look, just grabbed the nearest thing toward the bottom of the pile and hightailed it back to the surrounding area before the Street Rats' dogs could catch her. She kept running after that because the pack was notorious for chasing any trespasser at least a mile out past the pack border.
When she finally came to the area around the Woodlanders' pack, Rose slowed to a stop and dropped her stolen meal to catch her breath. The malnourished stray panted and looked over her meal, which was actually two meals: a pair of plump American robins. Rose licked her lips and dug into her meal without hesitation.

Hector | Alpha Male | Woodlanders | Single
Hector was walking back to his den when he heard a ferocious roar that came from a bear and by the sounds of it a seasoned bear. So he ran back to his packs' dens and yelled to the dogs "Everyone that can't fight gather the young and sick and bring them to the cave. I need a couple of guard dogs to stay with them just in case the bear gets away. Everyone else with me." He started running to where he heard the bear with his packs hunters, fighters, and guards. On his way there, he met up with Benny and Delilah and said "With us you two. We have a bear close to our dens. We must drive it out. Benny, it's your lead!"

Alexander | Loner | Single
Alexander bumped into Gatsby when he was rounding a corner and fell down on his butt. He looked up at the dog and said "Hello, sir. My name is Alexander. I do not wish to join your pack I was just passing through to see what fun I could have in your city when I found this little one." He dropped Roosevelt softly on the ground and scooted him towards Gatsby while saying "This one is lucky to be alive right now. Poor guy was attacked by hungry coyotes. I'm just grateful that I found him when I did or he would have died today." He looked at Gatsby and whined to show his sorrow to the father of this unfortunate pup.

Loki| Beta Female| Woodlanders

Loki and had sprinted off and lost the bear. She hoped. She stopped to rest under a old tree, her chest was pounding. Loki began to run back to the Woodlanders territory. I hope the bear doesn't come back, she thought, we'd all be dead meat.

Hugo| Hunter |Street Rats


Hugo shoved his muzzle in and out of any small place he could find. He thought it be a good idea to check places for food before hunting. No luck. The only thing found was old can a chili covered in dirt. Hugo looked in and out of the abandoned buildings. Still nothing. Hugo gave up and left the territory. A rabbit would suffice even the little bit, something had to be done.

Hey lovely people! Thank you all for joining and all of your characters have been accepted, however, I'm going to move this role play (and the other ones of mine that are open to Chickesmoothie.com.
The reason why I'm doing this is because I can access that website more easily than I can Animationsource. For some reason I can't get on here via my computer. Right now I'm using my phone to type this up.
So yeah, I will be transferring the information over to CS in the meantime. Thank you all again for joining and I am really sorry for my late reply. I'll be linking the new RP forum in my next post.