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Ooc://Whats happened?

Ooc: Pretty much the storm is just starting. And the dogs are just coming in contact with eachother for the first time at night when some of them are asleep and some are up wandering around.

"Oh, ok!" All said, walking with them. Crash's hyperness didn't really bother her, "So, are you guys, like, a stray dog pack or something?" she questioned. "Is this your permant home, or what?" she asked them, meaning the overhang.

Delilah turned back towards Alli. "Well I guess you could say that. We're just friends who came together. This shelter is a temporary one." she replied.

"Oh, I see," Alli said, "Will I be accepted into your grouping?" she questioned, "or just be a guest for a while, I'll help gather food and stuff, if you want," she said quickly. "I saw two other dogs back down the alley a little," she added, "Under an awning. Well, one was, the other wasn't even halfway under it," she added on the last sentance, correctin her mistake.

Delilah smiled. "Don't worry. Of course we'll accept you into the group! Even if you can't help us."

Can I join?

Name: Shaya
Breed: Golden Retriever
Age: 2
Gender: Female
Apperence: http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/images12/GoldenRetrieverWitchChristina13.jpg
Personality: She has a generic Golden personality, friendly, social, and incredibly loyal. She can be a bit over-protective of her sister sometimes, but is a wonderful friend and companion. She can act motherly, and in charge without meaning to at times, but is always willing to apologize and let others lead. She is brave, and led by her heart, not her head.
History: She grew up having a close bond with her sister. She always protected her from teasing, and when Niya was unable to get a point across, she would explain it in words. When it came time to be sold off to new owners, they ran away, unwilling to be seperated. They weren't able to survive by themselves, and happened to stumble upon a lone Airedale terrier, who took care of them for a while. THey soon parted ways again, and Shaya and her sister became strays, and eachothers company.
Other (opptional): She's a pacifist.
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Name: Niya
Breed: Golden Retriever
Age: 2
Gender: Female
Apperence: http://www.offroaders.com/directory/animals/images/Golden_Retriever_standing_Tucker.jpg
Personality: She can be friendly and loyal, like her sister, but it takes a while for her to trust you, due to the teasing she has experienced because of her inability to speak. She can get irritated easily, but usually only in the morning. She is brave, headstrong, and often stubborn, and more aggresive than her sister.
History: She shared her sister's past, due to the closeness of the bond they shared. But despte her sister's protection, she still endured teasing. This caused her to become wary of new people.
Other (opptional): She is mute, but communicates quite well through body language and expressions.
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ACCEPTED!!!

Awesome, thanks Disaster!

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Shaya jolted upright, heart pounding. It took a second to realize what had startled her, and she looked outside. I hate storms, she thought, shivering. She pulled herself closer to her sister, hoping to find some comfort in her presence. Her hopes faded as Niya woke up, a bad sign.

Niya looked around silently for a moment, her eyes lingering on the darkening storm clouds in the sky. Staring at the interior of the cardboard box, she looked at Shaya, hoping she would get the message contained inside of it. She could already see the walls sagging as the water soaked into them.

Shaya nodded. "You're right, we need better shelter," she said, following her sister's glance. "I guess we better look for some." Her voice took on a nervous note as she looked outside again, lightening making the world seem harsh and bright for a brief second. She felt a nose nudge her, and saw Niya's eyes, slowly growing irritated. "Alright, I'm going," she said softly, creeping out slowly. She winced as the rain pelted her. I hate storms, she thought again, trying to ignore the rain and booming thunder.

As one particularily loud blast of thunder sounded, the ground seemed to tremble. Unable to speak, and unwilling to seek comfort, she shivered mentally, looking up at the stormy sky. This is going to be a bad one, she thought, walking faster. Through the rain came voices, to Niya it sounded as if there was a group nearby.

"Under an awning. Well, one was, the other wasn't even halfway under it."

Niya nudged her sister, incase she hadn't heard.

"I hear them," Shaya said. Even though she knew her sister was wary of strangers, she wanted to speak with the dogs. She was hoping to find shelter, or maybe even join them. "Hello?" she called out, speaking above the repetitive pounding of rain, and rolling thunder.

Jasper was walkng around while the storm was happen he was outside the police office. His owed Steve was soon to be head cheif and he wanted to go inside but couldn't they kept him out. He over heard dogs talking and headed towards them. As he approuched them he said "Hi"

Shadow soon heard the distant calls of the golden retrievers, even though the others couldn't. His black figure made like a shadow as he turned quickly towards the source of the voices.

Delilah soon noticed Shadow's change of direction. She followed him, knowing he only did such a thing if he thought it was important. She turned back towards Alli quickly. "You can follow us or go straight to the shelter if you want. If you want to go to the shelter, Crash can lead you there."

Crash nodded, not really caring where he went.

"I'll go with y'all. I like exploring, sometimes, is Crash coming?" she asked, turing around so she could see hem, while tilting her head.
Name: Shy
Breed: German shepherd purebreed
Age: 1 1/2
Gender: female
Apperence: http://www.picturesdog.com/uploads/pict ... 1%20(Small).jpg
Personality: Afraid, mostly, but she will warm up to most after she decides if she wants to. Sometimes very judgementa, and doesn't forget mistakes easily, even though she sometimes should. She prefers to run away from other dogs than be confronted, and she is very sneaky.
History: She lived with a cruel owner, who evenually just tossed her out. Her mom remained there, because she was one of his breeding dogs(he had a lot of kennel-type things(for a lot of the popular shepherd ad collie breeds)), and treated somewhat better than her. She had papers and all, but he still threw her out because she inheirited some gene that made her not be able to do any of the poses(y'know, the standing pose they do(one leg farther back, tail in between)) they were required to do, and she hated doing agility andc obedience. She also didn't carry any of the good coat markings, either. So she laid in the streets until she was found by a random stray dog who helped her a little bit to learn how to live on the streets.
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Accepted^^

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Ooc: I am going to have to move on without Black Rose she hasn't replied in over a week and I had no notification so... yeah. Sorry if you come back hope ya understand.

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"What's that?" Rocco said. His ears perking up as he hears the mumbling of a couple of dogs over the driving rain of the storm.

"Just your imagination is all" Storm said who was happily dry and not wanting to move from his warm dry spot under the small awning. "Wait... I hear it too" Storm said lifting up his head and looking down the alley seeing two dogs drenched to the bone with a miserable look written on their cold dark faces. "Hi?" Storm called out to the duo just as a loud clash of thunder shook the whole city. Storm flinched a little bit because of the sudden bang.

Rocco lifted his head up immediatley as the bang happened and happened to catch a slight glance of the two golden retrievers. "Hey you two come down here. You look miserable." Rocco offered.

OOC: I'm thinking a somewhat British Accent for Shy.
Shy sneezed, shivering. She heard a dog saying, hey you two come down here, but she saw no other dog near her. Then, as she peered harder, she could just make out two golden retrievers. She still walked over to the dog that had called out though, "Hello?" she asked, "Who are you?" she perked her ears, "I am called by the name of Shy!" she told the dog.
Alli waited for the dogs to answer her, eagerly, "I'm really good at tracking!" she added, excitedly, but her voice wasn't really loud, just excited. She wagged her tail a little.