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Post by mikko on Jan 8, 2012 18:58:40 GMT -5
Moving along with little effort, the muscled Presa Canario moved slowly down into the canyon. He had heard that this was a life changing view to see. He wished to see the drawings that lay in the bottom of the canyon. He slid through some rubble as he moved to the floor of the canyon. THe male moved slowly, carefully until he reached the floor and started to pace down the canyon. Once he reached the drawings he drew down to a walk and eventually came to a stop observing each drawing. The male would spend minutes examining one drawing before moving on to the next. At times, his head would cock to the side and his ears would flag up as he really looked at one.
Zuki was the last dog you would think would be down here. HE looked like a powerful killing machine, though if you ever got to know him you'd know that Zuki only killed with good reason nowadays. What he really wanted was a pack where everyone didn't look at him and assume that all he did was fight.
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Post by luna on Jan 23, 2012 20:34:23 GMT -5
Sunset Canyon, a new place fore the black puppy but a place that had already caught her interest. She ran down the canyon, gaping at all the colorful colors that the rocks were reflecting. Stopping to stare at one particularly pretty blue one, she soon found herself interested in the water she saw behind it. Crouching down, she remembered the dog she had seen in the water and the meadow before and she wondered if it would show up again. Creeping forward, she growled as the dog appeared and growled back at her. "Who are you?" she growled at her reflection. When it didn't answer, she jumped in the water but found that the dog disappeared. Looking around, she jumped back out of the water and shook off, tiny water droplets flying in all directions.
Laying down in the sun a few ways off from the water, she waited for the sun to dry her black colored coat. Finally after a nice long sun bath, she got up, stretched, and took off walking towards the cave at the bottom of the canyon. Once there, she slowly walked in and was amazed at the drawings on the cave walls. Staring at them curiously, she become lost in a daze and stopped paying attention to what was around her. She continued walking, looking at picture after picture until she walked smacked into something. Shaking her head and snapping out of her thoughts, she quickly moved back when she saw the other dog. "I'm s-sorry sir," she shook slightly, nervous. Abby was always nervous around dogs, especially when she had just walked into one.
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Post by mikko on Jan 23, 2012 20:40:37 GMT -5
Zuki barely noticed the collision of the pup into his side. It wasn't like she was anything hug and the muscular dog was relatively unmoved. Blinking slowly, he looked down at the black pup. After a second, he classified her as a German Shephered or some mixture there of, not that it mattered. A puppy was a puppy to him no matter the breed, just as a dog was a dog. Knowing the stigma of breeds, Zuki shied away from making any classifications.
"It's alright child. No blood, no foul." He smiled wryly looking down at her. His heart sunk as he noticed how nervous she was. Slowly he lowered his head to her level. How did you explain to a puppy that looking big and mean didn't make you big and mean. "YOu okay kid?" He looked around quickly for parents. What kind of parents let their child run around without supervision. Even his own parents, bad as they were, would have never made such a mistake. There were too many accidents that could befall the young out here, not to mention the fact that others may take advantage of them.
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Post by luna on Jan 23, 2012 20:53:01 GMT -5
Was it right for a puppy of only a few months to live on edge every day? No it was not but Abby was used to it. She had grown to used to it, or as used to it as she possibly could, over the last few months. She learned quickly how to stay safe, by staying away from other dogs. That is why she became so nervous when around dogs, because it more than likely meant danger. A puppy of her age and size could do little to defend herself against a full grown dog. And she knew that a lot would become angry when ran into, which is why she crouched back, making herself look smaller.
Looking up, though not making eye contact with the male, Abby tilted her head. The German Shepherd didn't quite understand what the older dog was saying but was glad he hadn't attacked her or tried to harm her, at least not yet. When he lowered his head however, the black dog couldn't help but nervously move book again, her eyes on the ground. She shook, though she tried to make herself relax, knowing dogs could smell fear. "I'm f-fine" she said quietly with a small nod.
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Post by mikko on Jan 23, 2012 20:58:44 GMT -5
Zuki shook his head as her fear seemed to mount. What was his problem? Why couldn't he jus for once be semi-normal? No instead he had to seem like a monster to all. With a huff, he drew back and went back to looking pensive. While he could carry quite a conversation, it appeared that he would rarely get the satisfaction.
"You don't look fine. You look scared." He muttered slowly trying to word it so it didn't seem like a condemnation. He didn't want to scare her, in fact, he wished that there was a way for him to tell her just how much of a teddy bear he was. Zuki kept reminding himself that he just had to keep seeming calm and cuddly. "I'm Zuki by the way"
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