Its a Dogs Life

Shiloh smiled as Rose lowered her body to face her. "Awe you a flower?" He asked, remembering seeing Roses all the time when he live on the streets. Something bumped into the pup and he fell face flat on the ground. "Its okay." He replied as Doc said he was sorry. Once Doc had left to accompany Prinny, Shiloh giggled. "He walks funny." He whispered into Rose's ear.
 
Rose smiled as he asked her about flowers but frowned a little when he commented about Doc's walk.


"Now be kind he can't really help it" she said to him gently. "And when it comes to flowers I don't think I really look like one but I can try," she said sitting on her hindlegs and staying very still. Puppies always brought out the softer side in Rose. Something just clicked and she would relax around them.
 
Shiloh felt ashamed of himself to say that mean thing about Doc. "I'm sowwy." The pup looked up as Rose as she tried to be a Rose and he laughed. "What's the dog's name that accedentawy bumped into me?"
 
"That was Doc he is an elder," Rose barked leaning forward and landing on the ground. She scratched her ear with her paw.
 
"Oh." Shiloh said, feeling sorry for the old dog. "Hey! Don't copy me! I scwatch my eaw just like you." He sat down and scratched his ear with his hind leg. "See?"
 
"All dogs scratch like that,"she barked pointing to another dog scratching his ear. "It's what feels natural."
 
"Mmhm...but it's something to do..." Prinny replied, sniffing the ground as the scent got a little stronger, making her tail wag a little faster. " I think I have something here...." Sniffling it more, she nodded her head, her sense was right, and it was getting stronger.
 
Doc nodded and followed behind her. He had to be careful not to get too close or else her tail would hit his face so he decided to walk beside her instead. The trail led deep into the the woods close to one of the many small streams. It seemed to lead to a tree close a few feet from the river bed. He froze right beside the tree was the rabbit. "Look," he whispered to Prinny. THe rabbit had his back to them and the wind was blowing their scent away from the rabbit.
 
As Doc said look, Prinny did, her gaze settling on the rabbit as she smiled faintly. Laying down silently, crossing her paws, she just watched it. She had never had the intention of actually hurting the poor creature, just wanted to find it.
 
Doc sat down slowly checking to make sure there weren't any branches behind him. He had never really just watched a rabbit he had hunted them with his old owner but that was all.
 
Looking over at Doc, Prinny offered an awkward smile, before she set her head down on her paws, gazing at the rabbit. It was cute, she thought, like an overly fluffy pup, though, probably a bit tastier and a whole lot faster.
 
"Oh." Said Shiloh, then his instincts took over him. "There's a rabbit!" He barked and then sniffed the ground. ONce he got a scent of it, he darted off towards it. The pup blew past Doc and Prinny. ONce he got a foot away from the rabbit, it started to hop away. "Come back here!" He said and ran after it, but it was faster than him and got away.
 
Rascal saw a little begal puppy chasing a rabbit and went to join him. "Come back here, rabbit!" Rascal screamed knowing the rabbit wouldn't listen. He was now right next to the begal "Hi, I'm Rascal. Whats your name?" He asked as ran next to the other puppy.
 
Name: Phoenix


Age: 1 (7 in dog years)


Gender: Male


Breed: Husky Akita Mix


Looks: http://i54.tinypic.com/2drt3z8.jpg


Personality: Phoenix is well known to be aggressive towards other males. He tends to be a pariah among packs since they assume he cannot function without inflicting harm. Whenever alone with another male dog he will either attack or play. He only fights when there is a female nearby or the male tries to assume dominance. When he is with females, he is focused primarily on play, and he interacts well with humans. He is extremely defensive/possessive over toys when a human tries to remove them from him and is prone to running away for prolonged periods of time, then returning after he's had his fill of life in the wild.


Mate: None


Pups: None


Handler: Matt


Collar: Simple brown leather band with copper name plates and leash-clip.


History: Born to Sable, a massive auburn Akita, and Hunter, an Alaskan Husky, Phoenix was bred to become a massive ball of power and stamina. However, his owner could not have been any more disappointed. At 2 pounds 1 ounce, Nix was the runt of the litter. Although he was small, his brother and sister had been suffocated in the birthing process. Both his mother and father were disappointed, but neither more so than the Breeder. At only 2 weeks old, he was torned from his mother, his first memories being her grappled by the scruff and dragged from the kennel, shrieking and thrashing wildly. Apparently, Sable would no longer be able to birth pups, thus making her disposable in the eyes of the Breeder. She was slammed against the floor, held down with one hand as the Breeder pulled forth a staplegun, firing twice into the side of the writhing dam's head. He primarily remembered the life waning from her warm maple eyes, sanguine fluid dripping from the duel-puncture marks on the side of her skull. He then carried out his days in the 4 by 4 cell, eating the scraps left in the bottom of the dogfood bags, being kept in solitude until he was nearly a month old. Since he was still unfit to sell, the Breeder thought to rid herself of the undesirable pup. One day, while napping, a hand gloved in thick wool clasped itself on his throat, dragging him out on his back into the fecal-covered concrete walkway. He was held down by one hand, yelping and struggling and twisting to get free, only to have two staples fired into his skull. The pain was excruciating, and shortly thereafter he blacked out--only to awake on a cold metal table, white lights suspended overhead. Humans in azure garbs holding surgical tool stood around him, and although he wanted to leave, he was unable to move no matter how harshly he tried. Eyes frantically glancing around, he inhaled deeply to steady his nerves, and the gaseous medication immediately put him under once more... When he woke up, he was in a simple wood-paneled stall, with a moss-green tin door and a mesh-covered window for him to look out of. The sunlight filtered through into the kennel, and he lay comfortably on a blue-cot that stood on four plastic legs above the faded concrete floor. In his head were 6 stitches in each staple-wound, that would degrade after a few weeks when the injuries had fully healed. He felt anxious, but happy. He couldn't wait for the anesthesia to ware off so he could walk around a bit--for everything was currently numb. He looked up at the window, thinking of what lay beyond it. Suddenly, a snarling auburn male lunged into the door, drool seeping down its lips as it seemed to cackle at him. A second face, one delicate and ivory appeared beside him, head tilted curiously to the side and eyes glinting with friendliness. As much as he wanted to greet the female, the frothing dog to her side terrified him. So, cowering on his bed, the two left him be after a short while staring him down. The next day, he was released from his bed, and for the next 10 months he avoided the massive male dog, fearful of what would happen. Whenever he tried to meet the white dog, the male always charged towards him, plunging its teeth into his side and flank, driving him away and chasing him around the courtyard for hours until his kennel door opened and he could retreat. In the short while he was there, the other male dogs joined in, and before he knew it he was being thrown around and repeatedly forced to submit to them, acknowledging their authority and crawling off into a corner until he could go back into his bed. By his first birthday, he had grown sick of his bullying, and simply approached the white dog without concern for the growling male. Upon sniffing rears, he was tackled to the ground and bitten repeatedly in the scarred tissues on his snout. Furious and tired of being pushed around, he fought back, sinking his teeth into the male's lower jaw and twisting savagely to the right, and with an echoing 'pop!', the male shrieked and doubled off him, scampering away and yipping with pain. Later he found out that he'd dislocated the jaw from its place, and was sent to a shelter to be euthanized. He is unsure how or why, but the day before his scheduled death, a man took him away to new location... hopefully where he would be treated fairly. Nevertheless, this new kennel was as nice as his old, and he intended to stick it out no matter how poorly treated. He would never be able to trust the human and the other males, but if he could leave peaceably, that would be enough for him.


Rank: (undetermined)


--- Merged Double Post ---


Sitting stiffly in front of a tree, Phoenix watched some dogs frolic, rigid and cowering. His long blue-grey tail was tucked against his rump, and a low whine drummed in his chest as he wearily looked about him. Clearly he was ill at ease, and the chain hooked to his collar seemed to weigh a million pounds. A spike driven into the ground kept him from venturing far from the shade of the tree. He was the only one like this, he observed. Apparently his past record of "starting fights" had damned him to such a fate.
 
(accepted but the handlers would not chain him up, so he can be confined to his dog stall or he is free to roam)


Doc sighed as the puppy ran past him. "So much for peace and quiet," he barked standing up frustrated."Should we say something to him?" Doc asked Prinny.


Rose watched the puppy race off with a sigh. She padded into the barn again and took a sip of water. She found her favorite corner of the barn where the sun shined through the window just perfectly. She circled until she had formed a nice little nest before laying down.
 
Blinking a few times as young ones chased the rabbit off, Prinny frowned a little, tail drooping. "I suppose we should..." Looking at Doc, she nodded her head once, before standing up, and walking slowly towards where they had dropped down, keeping off to the side of Doc, so she would be out of his way. A habbit of hers, really, though not really a good one.
 
"Pups, they look so peaceful while their sleeping but the minute they wake up they are just wired. Its hard to imagine that I used to be able to move like that so freely not stiff and sore," he barked shortening his stride so that it would be easier for Prinny to keep up.
 
Phoenix raised his somber cyan gaze to watch the youths frolic jubilantly and instinctually he got to his feet, backing away as best he could to avoid finding himself in the midst of their play. With a quivering breath, the lurking whimper in his chest rose in volume. Without any desire to get in the way of the others, he trudged off towards his kennel to sulk in his insecurities.
 
Rose looked as another dog padded into the barn. She started to stand up but something kept her laying down. The dog was new just lke everyone else. Rose had been the first dog to come and had lived by herself for a week before Gwy and Matt had started bringing other dogs.
 
Head low, he happened to cast a sidelong glance over his shoulder and see a black pitbull strewn on the ground, obviously paying him no mind. With a quaint nod of greeting, he slipped into his bed, curling up and gradually dozing off, waking at the slightest of noises. Paranoia plagued his mind throughout the brisk sleep, until he found that he could not sleep peacefully and just laid down, head resting on his forelegs.





 
( I approved him and are you still doing the Blood BRingers RP?)


Rose stood up after a few minutes and padded out of the barn. She looked at the pack of dogs in the open area. No one had challenged her authority but she ahd never announced that she was Alpha Female. It was kind of like and unsaid fact but things were kind of chaotic. No one kept an eye on the puppies and if they were not kept in check they would learn to be rude.
 
Observing soundlessly from the doorway of his stall; ears pivoting forwards and then to opposing sides of his head with a lack of enthusiasm; he muttered dryly inquiring about the pups, "Are any of them yours?"
 
Rose turned around and saw the Akita mix behind her. "No, they are all rescues that Matt and Gwyn found," she barked thinking of her lost pups. All of them had been sold before she could really get to know them and some never even had to the chance to live. A feeling of guilt seizes her as if losing the pups to a miscarriage were her fault.
 
He sensed the change in her mood, and he felt as if he'd done something to upset her. "I'm sorry, it was none of my business." Dipping his head slightly, he averted his gaze to his paws, chest heaving erratically as he panted in the dry heat.
 
Rose shook her head, "Don't worry about it you did not do anything wrong," she barked. She flicked her ears getting rid of the annoying flies. She knew that eventually she might have to pick and alpha male but she would not make her decision until there were more dogs. She kept her gaze locked on the woods were the pups had disappeared. She knew where they were and that they were safe beacuse Doc and Prinny were chasing the same rabbit but she should still keep an eye out for them.
 
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