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Logan turned towards the commotion, at the same moment his 'opponent' did. You couldn't call him much of an opponent. The two were not evenly matched; you could never call them equal. In that split second, Logan knew the greyhound was trying to help him. He took his chance and shot out of the big dog's grip. He ran as fast as he could, dragging his leg behind him still, but not letting it bother him any longer. As he ran, he looked at the greyhound with an expression in his eyes that could mean nothing except "thank you".

Rika gave a small nod in reply, her lips twitching in what could be interpreted as a faint smile. She turned back to the pup's opponent, who hadn't mvoed yet. "I would suggest you leave," she said threateningly, a low growl edging her words and adding a more menacing tone to it. Her expression was a dead give-away that she would follow through with whatever she planned, and anyone who remained sane in this gruesome place should have the sense to flee. She only hoped he believed her bluff, since it was rather convincing.

Ooc: Im not exactly sure how to start, I am having the worst writers block ive ever had!

OOC: It's alright. Just jump in whenever you can ;]

Logan kept running until he was a fairly good distance away from his brother's killer. He puffed out a heavy breath as he realized just how close he had come to dying like his sibling. But a sad thought came along with that feeling. He was alone now. None of his siblings were left but him. He was the only one. A tear shed down his soft cheek as the realizations came full blast at him.

As Logan's feelings finally washed over him, and he suddenly began to break down like the puppy he was, the large canine who had been threatened by a greyhound growled silently. He moved a paw towards where he saw the german shepherd pup in the distance, but soon realized by the look in the stanger greyhound's eyes that she would carry on with her word. He growled once more before getting up and sauntering back to his master.

After the dog left, Logan moved back towards the kind dog who had helped him. He whispered through his tears, "Thank you." He gasped for breath as more tears came down his cheeks. He should've felt ashamed that he was crying in front of company. But the truth was, he wasn't. He was miserable and wanted comfort. After all, if you were to just become a complete orphan, wouldn't you feel the same?

The threatening look left the greyhoud's eyes as she turned them on the young, distraught pup. "It was nothing," Rika murmured. Even though the cold bars of the cage hindered and blocked her, she managed to give the pup what she hoped to be a comforting nuzzle. Realizing to him, it must seem like a stranger was helping him, she decided to inrtoduce herself. "I'm Rika."

Rani saw the scene take place a few feet away. She laid down in the cage and silently rolled her eyes and looked away. Caring is a bad emotion, she knew that very well. Compassion is weakness. She could match those kinds of words up all day. She had been a strong pup, she survived, she didn't have to be rescued, and nobody did rescue her.

is it to late to apply? or has this rp gone dead? if it hasnt here is my description,

Name:Niska

Gender:Female

Age: 6 months

Breed: 75% alasken malamute 25% grey wolf

Group: Pups

Personality: aggressive when fighting, otherwise very friendly, will always risk my life to save anothers

History:Was taken away from my family and placed in a small cage,

Crush:none yet, i havent met any other dogs

Mate: none

Other:is fast, is very strong although i dont know it yet

Appearence: meduim build, some what large for a female puppy but not huge, white with creamish brown colorings, blue eyes, (see picture)

OOC: No, it's not too late. Thanks for joining! Go ahead and pop in when ya think ya can ;]

Logan looked up at the greyhound with thankful eyes and was glad that soemone here was friendly. So far all he had known was hostile acts. As he looked up at the kind dog (now he knew her as Rika), he noticed she was still in her cage. He wanted to pay her back somehow for helping him. He wanted to be able to help her in return.

A glint came into his eyes as he got an idea. He stretched his body so that it reached up to the lock. Pawing it and biting it with his puppy teeth, he was attempting to get it unhooked. After several minutes, his attempts proved successful. The latch popped open and Rika was free from her cage. If she wanted to be, at least...

The puppy, Logan, gave her a smile and yipped silently. "Thank you."

I pace around my small cage, growling from time to time, i ram the enterence of th cage with my shoulder trying to open it, to no success, i growl but i turns into a whine, i try ramming it again, this time the weak flimsy wire pops open, i fall out and hit the floor with a thud. I grin and yip at the success.

OOC: Would you mind writing in third person point of view? ^^ If not it's fine ;]

i can try! haha i might not be very good at it

The puppy named Niska padded around the warehouse, trying to figure out how to open the inocent puppies cages, wanting to help them get free, she trots swiftly over to an open box where she could hide. She waits paitiently for a trainer to come and open one of the flimsy cages. Niska's waiting comes to an end when a trainer opens a labradors cage. She watches carefully noteing how they lift the latch and pull. She waits for a few seconds until the trainer leaves. She pads softly to a puppies cage when she spots a shepherd puppy.

Rika's eyes widened, and an unbidden rush of warmth coursed through, bringing a spark into the greyhound's brown eyes. The feeling was so unexpected, so foreign, it took her a moment to figure out what it was; hope.

"No...thank you. You've given me something I thought I would never have again." Her head dipped in a gesture of gratitude, and her tail thumped softly against the filthy floor.

Motion caught Rika's eye, and she turned her head. Another canine was out of a cage, and apparently trying to free others.

"I would suggest trying to escape," Rika said to the pup who still stood near her. "But first...what is your name?" she asked, curiousity gripping her.

Logan turned to look up at the greyhound. He then noticed another pup moving in the corner of his eye. "Oh, my name is Logan." He said, turning back to Rika. He turned yet again to the newcomer pup and gave him a motion of the head meaning 'Come over here!' A nice gesture, but he didn't know how the dog would respond.

"How will we escape, though? There's no way out..." Logan's eyes searched all over the room, but he couldn't find any holes or crannies they could use to break free from this horrid place.

Niska sees the gesture, she pads forward sofly and cautiously towards the pup and the greyhound. She lowers her head slightly and says in a small voice, "im Niska, im trying to help the others escape from the horrible place," Her eyes flicker from the greyhound to the shepherd pup. The pup looked about her age, she looked down at his injured leg, she quickly flickers her blue eyes up not wanting to stare at the wound and be rude. Niska sits down slowly, then asks "what are your names?"