The Claws and the Paws

First topic message reminder :

I decided to make a dog roleplay!!! 8D

Positions and it's role

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About the Claws and the positions

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About the Paws and the positions

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Character Sheet

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Name:
Gender:
Age:
Description/Pic:
Littermates:
Mate:
Pups:
Group and Rank:
History (optional):
Other:

RULES
The rules are:
-You can make your dogs a TINY bit unusual, such as weird eye color, a weird marking on them, etc.
-No roleplaying until I say, and if you join while we've already started roleplaying, you have to be accepted by me!
-You must ask someone to be mates or have pups if you want to have either/or.
NOTES
- Healers may have a mate and pups as lone as they aren't female.
- Food day is when the main dumpster each pack tosses out bad food.
My characters
Name: Joe
Gender: Male
Age: 4
Description/Pic:

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Littermates: Anyone?
Mate: Anyone?
Pups: Sure! :3
Group and Rank: Paws leader
History (optional): He was born a Paw.
Other: N/A
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Name: Valentine (Val)
Gender: female
Age: 27 months
Description/Pic:

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Littermates: Dylan's long lost sibling
Mate: LOOKING!!!
Pups: NUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Group and Rank: Claws Secondary Leader
History (optional): N/A
Other: Moved to her description
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Name: Dylan
Gender: male
Age: 27 months
Description/Pic:

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Littermates: Valentine's long lost sibling
Mate: Star?
Pups: Wants some
Group and Rank: Healer X3
History (optional): N/A
Other: N/A

~They don't steal from the Paws O.o~

~Oh, that wasn't clear, or maybe I read wrong, plus Elmo is a Trainee.~

Joe barked, "Stealing from us...? I thought they only stole from house dogs..." He looked around, only smelling Val's now stale scent. "I don't smell anyone. You must be mistaken."

Name: Razor
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years
Description/Pic:

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Littermates: Umbre?
Mate: Maybe :3
Pups: Maybe
Group and Rank: Claws, Fighter
History (optional): Doesn't speak of it unless occasionally to Umbre
Other: Extremely fierce female dog with piercing ice blue eyes. She has a sharp tongue and isn't afraid to kill her enemy. She can be rather bossy at times and is very distant except to friends and family who are close to her. She is cold at heart, and never gives up especially in battle. Her fighting skills are incredible with years of training. She is also very swift but mostly she has great strength.

~ACCEPTED Should she, Val, and Torrie be best friends? :O~

~Sure ~

Razor stalked over to Val and Torrie her two best friends. Her icy blue eyes warmed slightly at the sight of her friends. "I'll come if you don't mind." She barked loudly as if announcing her presence.

Scar moved quietly through the shadows, looking for more food. If he found any he would give it to the Claw's leader.

"Oh. I'm still sorry Joe, do you want me to change the Mother's bedding?" he asked Joe.

(The can all be besties ;D)

Torrie looked at Val "So the House Dog place?" she asked wanting to get a move on.

~OOOOH! It should be called the house dog clearing ~
"Yeah. The house dog clearing." Val replied, "I like it there. It's the best place to steal. AND there's a pond."

"Actually, that would be great, Elmo. And I have a question for you.... Would you like to be my trainee?" Joe barked, smiling.

Elmo looked up at Joe and saw his smile surprised he barked "Um, I would be honored Joe." He barked mildly trying to catch sneakiness in his tone. He looked at Joe with a : O.O" expression.

Torrie barked in agreement and trotted off looking for Razor to join them. "Razor? Razor?" she called to her (Sorry, I'll call Razor a "him" now and then.)

Razor narrowed her eyes. "I'm here." She growled her voice cold. She had been there the whole time. I must have been in the shadows or something She grunted and looked at Val and Torrie. "Well, lets go to The house dog clearing shall we?" Razor smiled slyly at her friends. "I'm in a good mood to steal." She mumbled more to herself getting to her paws and shaking out her pure white pelt.

Scar encountered a small Scottish terrier. "Do you have any food?" Scar growled menancingly.
"N..no! P...please don't hurt..t m...m.me!" The Scottish Terrier stammered shaking with fright.
Scar grumbled something about Scottish Terriers not being considerate enough, and bounded away into the shadows.

Val padded to the house dog clearing and saw a HUGE dog. She padded up to it (IT'S AN ENGLISH MASTIFF X3) and barked sweetly, "Hi." "Oh... hello...?" the dog barked, his voice low pitched and a little hard to understand. "That's a good looking piece of meat you got there... Can I have it?" Val asked politely. "No way!" the dog growled. He narrowed his eyes at her and she looked directly into his eyes, and he looked back. His eyes softened, then he passed her the piece of meat. "I changed my mind, here you go." he barked all lovey dovey, though it sounded funny with his accent and voice tone. "Thanks. Now leave!" Val snapped, then the big dog ran off. She padded over to Razor and Torrie, then barked, "Boom." Then she laughed.
~You know what I just realized? Val is a lot like Medusa...
Val: Mean, can make boys fall in love with her with her eyes.
Medusa: Mean, can change people to stone with her eyes. ~

Torrie laughed and pointed her tail over at a small Yorkshire terrier and said "I'm a hunter but my parents were stealers. Lets give this a shot." She walked over "Well hello big fella." She barked the Yorkie looked up from his meat lump. "What doyou want ugly?" He asked "Ugly?" She growled "I think I can show youugly if you don't hand over the meat." She barked. The dog frowned and handed her the meat. She barked in triumph and left "Ha! Did it!" She was having fun.

Scar quietly followed the Scottish terrier, making sure it didn't see him. It entered the park. It looked around, not seeing scar, and ducked into some bushes.