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Ash continued to watch Luke help any other dog he could find that needed support, and the cattle dog wished he had the heart to do so. He followed Luke when he went to look at there trainer. He whimpered softly. "He may of made us be in the circus, but he was still family." Ash said, ears lowered. When he heard what Alley said, he was clearly shocked. "You have a point. If we stay here, we'll starve without even a chance. If we move... we'll live maybe 5 minutes longer." He said.

Ally heard but made no response to either Ash, Luke Or Julie. She Looked away again, Over to Zack "yeah" she said "We better move,and Not just for our phsyical needs" she added more quietly. The amount of bodies was just depressing. She forced herself to look away from Zack and back to the group "How soon?" she asked. She looked around to see everyones injuries. She bleakly noted Julies legs along with The further cuts on veryone, They were going nowhere fast.

Zack Had stopped just Behind the truck, his ears swivelled forward to Listen. They were planning on leaving were they? when He heard no mention of collecting the group togaether he assumed Ally had relayed what hed told her. His heart Sank, If he hadnt yelled at her maybe she wouldnt have said it...But Had she? "Ok Zacharia" he muttered to himself "Only one way to find out" he slipped back in, Taking no notice of the other dogs and Walking straight Over to Alley, the moment their eyes met he Knew She hadnt said a word ,He nodded gratefully for a second then walked away again, Sitting only a few metres from the others.

Zack looekd up again "Words wont Do The any good where they are" he said "Thats if you dont just die full stop of course" he added. He stood up Silently "When Do we move?" he asked Dallas, Eager to get on road again, Anywhere but The Silence that Seemed to envelope them here. He started to pace restlesly, His eyes sweeping the ground again without waiting for an answer. He wanted to get away from all this death and disastor as fast as possible.

"Looks like there is going to be a storm or something. To beat it we'll need to... Ash is right. If we dont start moving now we wont make it. They wouldn't want us to idle around here. They'd want us to go. To survive for them and for ourselves. We're already in a tight positon."

Ash watched as Dallas spoke, not taking his eyes off him. The dog seemed wise, even though he was not and had only lived in the ciscus, as Ash had also. The cattle dog looked off towards a small path in the forest, and tought about it pointing it out, as it may lead to a cave or so that they could take shelter in.

"If we can find some herbs, I might be able to help everyone's wounds feel better. Or prevent them from getting infected.... Could we atleast say some words on their account?"

Ash's heart seemed to stop beating as the golden retriver spoke. Luke had such a heart, as Ash seemed to have his hidden. He sighed, as he wished he could have a second chance.

"Words wont do them any good where they are. That's if you don't just die full stop of course. And when do we move?"

Ash heard Zack say, and the words that he spoke reminded Ash of himself. He sighed once more, and didn't say a word.

"We'l be leaving now. It's going to train soon so we're better off finding shelter and some food for the night. If it comes to it, we'l walk in the rain if we have to."

Ash then decided to point out the path that lead deeper into the forest. "We could follow the path," he said. "There's 8 of us. If we each go up with a partner, two partners could go hunt for food, as the other two pairs could look for sheltar."

Zack grunted, Not caring what They did to be honest.He didnt look up when Salome or Ash Spoke. He Kept up his pacing then Stopped. "Well, While you lot are debating I'M Going to have a look around, Befre This storm happens thank uou very much" he said, He was angry. At himself and Them. He Turned and started to walk away from The group, He Looked back "Anyone else Coming?" he asked, only faintly hoepful. He didnt wait for an answer before cintinuing to walk. Actions speak Louder than words he thought. It had always been what he lived by.

Ally Looked at Zack and sighed,shaking her head.

I know it's paused, but I hope you don't mind me dropping in with a bio or two~ <3

Name: Conan
Breed: Czekolosovackian Wolfdog
Age: 4 years
Gender: Male
Crush: None
Mate: None
Pups: None
Personality: Conan is a quiet dog, more submissive and soft spoken compared to his older brother (they're not blood-brothers, however). He isn't one to talk much, but when he has an idea for something or has some important information to share, he'll be sure to get every word out to everyone. Much like the russet/chocolatey hue of his pelt, Conan is a very sweet dog who has a big heart. He is loyal and wants to please every single person he meets, but to strangers he tries to avoid them unless he's accompanied with his friends, but perferably his brother. Though he will try to defend the ones he love, he usually ends up hiding behind them, rather than the other way around. Calm, collected and sedate, Conan much prefers to have a nice chat than delve into rambunctious antics that spread pandemonium throughout the proximity, well, most of the time anyway. The male is very down to earth, his way of thinking pratical and straight-forward. Decision making comes naturally and his aspect on life is broad, well developed and often takes a somewhat philisophical onlook. However these deep thoughts tend not to affect the simplicity of his speech which remains sophisticated and easy to digest.
History: Same lived a very boring life. He grew up in Houston, Texas, where he lived with his mother, Daisy and their owners. He was the perfect family dog, but in a despirate attempt to find his father (whom he'd never met), the male escaped, wondering miles upon miles until he ended up in some desolate town in the middle of nowhere, where he then decided to live the life of a feral dog. It wasn't long before another dog, Cooper, wondered about his territory, where they formed an unbreakable brotherly bond.
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Name: Cooper
Breed: Northern Inuit Dog
Age: 5 years
Gender: Male
Crush: None
Mate: None
Pups: None
Personality: Cooper is all about nobility and bravery. He may not be the strongest or smartest male in River Rush, but he holds many surprises. He is purebred leader material, capable of handling the pressure and stress that comes with the job. Although he may not have the brains of most leaders, Cooper is not gullible, at least barely, and takes many things very seriously which can make him get very moody and unpredictable. He has an authorative atmosphere about him which causes most others give him the respect without him asking for it, and in turn he is very kind and sincere. There are, at times -due to his horrible past- he becomes a shell of himself, consealing his kind heart and unleashing a monster that he himself has been afraid of. He tries his hardest to keep his cool around the gang, being the leader it was a must, and around the love of his life, Felicity, who passed away not too long ago. Cooper doesn't take promises lightly and most undoubtly put liars in their place, as well as backstabbers and rebels -which he is partially. Love isn't the top priority on his list, but that doens't mean he can't fall for a special girl.
History: Cooper was born in a small Inuit village in Alaska to his mother Friska and his father Harper -both Northern Inuit Dogs- to a litter of five puppies (including himself). Sadly two of the puppies were still-born -it was Friska's first litter so it was predictable- and Cooper nearly was the third until his parents' owner revived him by rubbing him vigorously, releasing the water from his lungs. When he was about a year old, Cooper was sold to a man in New york, New York, whom claimed to be the typical family guy looking for a companion. Cooper looked forward to living an average life with a human, but when he actually met this man, he was scared to death and his outlook upon humans changed drastically. New York is one of the leading states that has a problem with dog fighting, and young Harley was one of those dogs forced into this "sport". Killing innocent lives -because his owner thought that only severely injuring his opponent was a sign of sympathy- and beaten to near death when he lost a match for three more years, Cooper struggled to stay alive, forcing himself to cope with his bleak future. But there was a chance to change everything; one day when his owner left to by a few alcoholic beverages, Cooper made his escape into the streets, where he lived a very lonely life, until he mat Felicity in an abandoned junkyard. But his dream of being a noble mate to a fine female was crushed when Felicity had died and when someone attempt to capture him and shipped him to Alaska, but he managed to flee and run into another dog, Conan, whom openly accepted him into his territory.
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