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Post by shy on Jul 14, 2008 23:48:13 GMT -5
Riley walked along next to his small owner she was just kid, but with a big warm heart for other creatures as she moved in a some what fast speed. His trot leveled out to hers , his tongue hanged out as drip of his saliva came out.
As the sun beamed down on his short, white coat when they reached the park his owner released him to go relax and play he trotted in the large grass area that had a pond in the center of the area.
He soon hurried over to the pond when he reached it he bended his neck down, and lapped the water up it was nice, and cold it helped cool his throat, and is body down a bit he soon laid down, and watched other pets, and some strays enjoy themselves.
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Post by Orange on Jul 15, 2008 0:16:13 GMT -5
OOC: Here comes Miss. Stuck Up 
She had no idea why her human wanted to come to this place. The park itself was nice, but it's pleasantness was soiled by the mutts and mongrels and the occasional filthy stray. Cleopatra whined to her female two-leg, expressing her reluctance. "Aw come on Cleo. Go play!" She would have thrown a tantrum...if She was a puppy. Knowing well to obey her kind human, she walked off slowly. She knew she was lucky to have such a master, but really. A bitch like herself at a dog park like this?
She wandered about, staying clear of most dogs. When she found a canine acceptable, she would talk trivial pleasantries, nothing more. All the while, she kept looking back at her master, want to go back to her home. However, the human didn't notice, she was engaged in what seemed to be a pleasant conversation with another human. Sighing, Cleopatra eventually gave up and laid down gracefully beside a large tree. It wasn't because of the heat. Heat rarely ever bothered a Pharaoh Hound like herself. But it was near the water and it provided the most pleasing view.
Her expression perked up when she saw a white male of a pit bull-like appearance lope over to the pond. Her nose wrinkled as she watched him lap the pond water with distaste. How could he drink such... an impure thing? But she let it slide, for most of his type didn't seem to care much about quality. She studied him, most curious about his breeding. He looked like a fighting dog, though not quite a pit bull. She had never seen such a canine. Having enough of trying to figure it out, she gave a direct bark, notifying him of her regal presence. "You there. The White Brute. What's your breeding?" |
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Post by shy on Jul 15, 2008 1:05:26 GMT -5
(lol this shall be interesting  ) Riley basked in the sun as his fur was shiny, but white like the snow his panting was light as his large figure was relaxed.As he did a voice sounding like a femme came through his radio like ears.He slowly turned his head lazy like wondering where it came from. Not far a Pharaoh Hound femme stared at him under the shade of trees it was weird cause she asked what his breed was he sigh "Why do pets and strays ask about my breed I know I look like a pit bull but still"he thought. He slowly got up, and walked towards her in a mannered, and graceful way his large figure seemed to be much taller than her it really didnt bother him not one bit, size didnt matter. You could be a little poodle, and have good wits on how to out smart a huge dog like a great dane, or a mastiff. When he was a few inches away he stood their "I am a Dogo Argentino the name is Riley whats a pretty fancy lady like you doing out here in a filthy and mixture park like this"he spoke. True it was filthy dogs crapped every were humans never cleaned up in this area their are times were Riley got angry stepping in things he didnt want to step in, but of coarse. Orders are orders in his mind you should always listen to your master to show love, respect, and true loyalty. |
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