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Poison sighed at her girl and frilly pink dog house "Ew!" She spat as she ripped the curtains off and got her paws in the black paint bucket and spalttered it, and other neon colors onto her walls.She stepped back, the paint coming off in the puddle under her, she smiled at her house then Charlie "You like?" She asked as she jumped up and placed a few skull stickers on it.

Hunter realizes time is running out. "Hi Poisin," he says politely. He then grunts and lays down.

OOC:Not using Cheska anymore.

Poison didn't see Hunter come in, he was normaly silent "Oh hey Hunter!Where have you been latly?" She asked him, her head tilted to the side, she would flirt with every and any guy she could..on complete acident.

Poisin seemed nice. "Nowhere much. Uhh...you okay? For a female dog you don't seem too feminine...not to offend you or anything." He tried to ignore the flirt. He wasn't used to it though. Dogs back in Colorado didn't flirt. They were mostly nice dogs, but not the flirty kind. He smiled wryly and tried to not show the worry. He normally did with his eyes. They tipically would betray him and cause the dog to ask if he was okay. He wasn't in the mood for long talk but was patient because he didn't know how an Alaskan dog would react to his mood. He tried to hold in his quick pace. "Just hunting with my master. Haven't found what he wants. He says he wants a moose. You know how to--" he stopped. He was Hunter, the hunting dog. He never asked for help before. "--how to find one?" He tilted his head a bit in a humorous corresponding way.

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Hunter lowered his head and nodded. "Well...thanks. But---" He decided not to say any more. He didn't want to pick a fight with a fighting dog. Charlie seemed to know how to fight--well. So he walked over towards the east like Charlie said. He looked back and thought, But I thought we could be friends. He lowered his ears and looked forward, glumly.

Bio

Name: Benjamin "The Prodigy", but call him Ben

Age: 1 year

Breed: 1/2 husky 1/2 collie

Color: browns and white

Eye Color: blue

Mate: none

Crush: none

Pups: none

Personality: sweet, kind, generous, and caring

History: Benjamin, AKA Ben, is a caring dog. He wasn't born to be a fighting dog. He knows the exhiliration from defeating a dog in the ring, but it's not the kind of thrill he wants. He hates fighting, but has to. If he doesn't he may become an abused dog. He may even become homeless. He has no way out.

Text Color: black

Description(Collar, braclete, ect.): wears a red bandana to show he's ready for the fight

Theme Song: Sooner or Later-Breaking Benjamin

Other: Has a scar under his left eye due to fighting and a V shaped marking in his ear because of a fight

Pic:

Link to pic and more info on Ben: http://baltosource.timduru.org/en/chars ... /4157.html

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Poison sneered at Charlie "Charlie..be nice please?" She whispered as she looked back at Hunter "But the fatter ones are by the lake at the edge of the forest where the grass is soft and think.." She corrected Charlie "And I'm a female fighting dog..the best around...I don't think I'm supposed to be feminine.." She looked at her splatter paint house and smiled at it half-heartingly.

Benjamin plodded off. Seeing the action, he skitted over to see what these dogs were doing. He let out a low, somewhat supressed growl at the dogs, but then noticed the non-femeninity from the female. She seemed to be more like a fighting dog. He wasn't sure but asked, "Are you a fighting dog?" Then he introduced himself. "Uhh..hi, I'm Benjamin, but you can call me Ben." He wagged his tail furiously. A fighting dog he thought. And maybe...a friend.

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Ben looked at Charlie. "Are you a fighting dog?" he asked.