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Post by Delilah on Sept 4, 2010 22:12:53 GMT -5
A beautiful, breezy summer's night, and not a soul around. Aside the good ol' Fleabite Cafe remained the usual gathering of trash cans and boxes. One of those trash cans shook and rattled where it stood, and then fell to it's side - sending a few scrap hunting rats scrambling astray. Two oversized paws extended to the brim of the knocked over barrel, followed by the poking out of a long white muzzle. Two frantic brown eyes darted about, searching the area for whoever may have heard the ruckus she'd just caused. Stretching out, a small black and tawny pelted akita/shepherd mix emerged from the trashy remnants of the barrel. She shook a peel of some sort free from her head, and continued to look around.
"Hello?" She called, "Anyone here?"
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Akil
Fresh Meat
That's shetland sheepdog to you, madam.
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Post by Akil on Sept 5, 2010 0:21:40 GMT -5
The devil dog had been watching and waiting patiently, his tail swaying quietly behind him. Upon her emerging, he steps out, dawning the appearance of your average border collie..though in truth, he was a bi black Shetland sheepdog.
"Oh, I'm here...and who might you be, my beautiful dove?" He beams his fangs, glimmering pearl as he strides light on his paws towards her, offering out a paw to help her rise to her feet.
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Post by Delilah on Sept 5, 2010 8:59:57 GMT -5
"Oh, thank goodness. I thought I was the only one in town for a minute there. Heh."
She thankfully took the helping paw and rose to her paws, shaking whatever remaining dust and grime from the trash can that may have managed to stick.
"My name's Delilah, I haven't really been around here long. In fact, you're the first soul I've seen since arriving. It's like a ghost town around here. Anywho, what's your name?"
Smiling and tilting her head to one side questioningly, she focused on the new face, while still keeping her attention semi-focused on her surroundings ; wondering who else might just pop up.
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Post by shadowthewolf on Feb 9, 2020 19:25:39 GMT -5
OCC: This is a fairly old thread that I might bring some life to.
BIC: Cody comes in. He says "whose here." He spots Delilah and walks up to her. "My name is cody I am a local dog and was looking for a place to hang out. I am cousin of boris the street dog. What are you doing here" Soon an Irish setter comes up. "Can I get you there."
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