Rita
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Post by Rita on Sept 7, 2011 15:45:14 GMT -5
(ooc: Takes place January fourth in the junkyard. Open to street-dogs and dalmatians.)
Rita walked Slowly through the junkyard. Ugh, what a dump this place is. She thought in disgust, scrunching up her nose. And she thought the dock at New York smelled bad. She had come here looking for that new girl Danielle's family. It wasn't that she disliked the cocker pup, she just didn't want her throwing a perfectly good life away to hang out with a bunch of street dogs. Her heart ached as she thought about New York. How she missed the tall buildings and the loud noises. Here it was quiet...Not to mention she felt like a giant now.
She looked around the desolate place. Maybe taking a short cut was a bad idea after all. She growled in frustration. She was so used to knowin the joints of places, but now she felt like an air head walking around lost. "Stupid town..." she muttered quietly, kicking a can behind her with her hind leg.
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Post by Buster on Sept 19, 2011 2:42:51 GMT -5
"It's been some time since another dog was in my junkyard." came a voice as a black and brown canine padded over. The canine smirked as he sat down right in front of her. "What's a girl like you doing here?" he asked. It was Buster, and he was rather surprised to see another dog in the Junkyard. The arrival of Rita had caught him off guard and it was rather hard for him to conceal it.
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Rita
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Post by Rita on Sept 19, 2011 16:44:13 GMT -5
Rita spun around at the sound of another voice. She insticntively let out a fierce growl, mistaking the rottwieler mix for Roscoe or Desoto. She paused for a moment. Wait a second... The saluki let her bristling fur lay flat again, relaxing a bit as she realized it was not in fact either of the vile purebreds. "Sorry about that." she apologized, wrapping her long tail around her brown paws. "I thought you were... Someone different."
She glanced at the dog's huge claws. Man, did he make them look like runts. She looked back up at the canine and narrowed her eyes. "Just crossin' through." she answered him curtly. "But seriously. What are you doing in a junkyard? Ain't it a mess to you?"
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