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Adding New Horses Posted on June 26, 2024 at 01:46:33 AM by Bun
Member Name; Bun
Character Name; Aureli
Gender; Mare
Breed; Mixed
Color; Black Blanket
Height; 18.0 hh
Age; 2
Lineage (if born on TLI); N/A
--- Sample writing ---
Zachary lied down on the stone right outside of his pack, the junkyard filled his nostrils with trash and rotting food. He sighed, getting up he jumped off the rock, padding off towards the road that led to nowhere for miles..
He looked around, pinning his ears steadily as he crossed, a semi passed as he neared the other side of the road, touching the dead grass, he looked around, growling slightly. Stupid trucks! he'd mumble, flattening himself as he made his way to a rabbit who was chewing on the grass. One by one, he stepped closer, his claws ready, his thick fur keeping him warm during the autumn breeze.
He chased and attack the rabbit, it squeaked trying to get away. Zachary bit down, picking it up by the neck, it was limp. He'd begin crossing back to the junkyard, dropping the food he had caught for himself, a young she wolf dog came up to him, her violet like eyes glimmered when she saw the prey the male had brought back. Get away from my food! He'd hunch his back and begin to snarl, scaring off the female. He begin enjoying his meal..
As night fell..
Before long, nighttime surrounded the junkyard and the canines that lived in it. This was the perfect time to leave, find another pack of his own and stop being an alpha of junkyard dogs.
Weathers POV
I stretched, waking up yawning, looking around to see a male who had brought back a rather large rabbit, walking towards him, my eyes shining as I wagged my tail, staring at the rabbit. The male snarled, grabbing his hunt, I whimpered and left, my tail tucked under. My mother always told me to be strong and brave.. Strong and brave i repeated to myself. I left the junkyard to go hunt, being trained by the alpha of this junkyard, himself.
She'd attack a rather large bird that was nearby, killing it as she dug in, enjoy her meal. She then went back with what was left for the rest of the dogs, those who lived here were either thrown out by their owners, or were strays to begin with.
Night fell rather quickly..
As nighttime fell, weather quickly went to sleep, curled up on a torn up couch, her fur matted and flea-filled. Her ears picked up a nearby noise, as she awoke she saw the large male from earlier leaving.