PETS++ARE.OVERATED ||Enter Rocky||

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His feetsteps where silent, infact the entire world was. The only thing out there was the moon, himself, and that wierd figure upahead. The motion of his body was so elegant that you could look at him but see nothing, still, he was always there. Rock, as his name was inqured, is a medium sized, nicly built, australian cattle dog. Rocky had always been the type to be off on his own, he was independant, and always seeking an adventure. However, you can't be along forever. He wanted to settle down, have a family, but still be the dog he is today. The only problem was, the only dogs he knew that lived in this place were owned by humans. Having had a bad expirence with humans, Rocky was too hesitant to live with them. This could be an adventure though, having a relationship with an owned dog...it would be interesting. But it didn't matter to him, anyone was fine. This was not his main concern at the moment though, right now he was focused on finding food and water.

Rocky was a nice sized australian cattle dog, he was bred for herding, but had an unfortunent incedent and ran away. Now he joyusly lives his days as a stray, cunducting his own mischieveous activities along the land. Following his own personal trail, Rocky saw the cabin upahead. This was even better, taking in a wiff of the air he senced, a pack! Almost immidiatly, the dog lifted his maw into the night's sky and let off a low howl, presenting himself. No more hesitation.

[Malfunction]

Ava slunk out from the trees, catching the scent of a new male. She knew most of the scents of the canines already in the pack, from the meeting she'd attended earlier. But this was an entirely new scent, and it hadn't been worn on Darthyn or Rico when she'd last past them by. Fresh meat. She thought to herself, restraining a dark laugh. Ava had too much fun sometimes, and that was something completely new to her. She wasn't used to fun, she wasn't used to emotions. Ever since she'd joined the pack, she'd started to embrace another side of herself, although she carefully veiled that side from everyone else. No use learning about something new and then giving it away for someone to control you with it. It was all about that, with her. All about keeping her control with her, no one would ever control her again. Not those stupid humans, not any canines. No one would wrap themselves around her heart again. Hadn't that been her point when she'd all but destroyed her emotions? She was losing her control, she needed to get it back.

She shoved the thoughts from her mind and reached the male, seconds after he'd let out his wild call. "What would you be doing on our turf, boy? Don't you know we could kill you for being here without an invite?" She taunted him, her eyes gleaming as she did so. She was overdoing it, she needed to calm it down a bit. "I think Darthyn's resting, so you won't be getting a meeting with him just yet. Though you might've woken him up. Not always a good thing, not always a bad thing." She added, shrugging her shoulder muscles in a nonchalant way. As if she actually cared, ha, she didn't care about anything.