Island of the Dogs

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um...can i still join?

name: ray
breed: boxer
age: 3 months (ha ha! im a puppy *huggles*)
personality: happy, loves to play, but is quiet when needed.
apperance: deep, light brown, has a lightning shaped patch of whits fur on the back of his head

i deticate this character to the actual ray. rest in peace ray-dog!
 
Ooc: I'm pretty sure you can, but you'll hafta ask RE.

Ic: "I'm gonna getcha.... Oh crap, pull back, pull back!!!" Bonnie shouted. She still couldnt figure out the mystery of the salty-flavored water. She pounced on Robin, trying to bite his ears.

"Hey! Bonnie!" Robin shouted, throwing her off, and coming in for another attack. The waves shwirled around their stumpy legs, and their fur drifted around them. The two sibblings had not a care in the world.
 
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Name: Penny
Breed:Miniature Pinscher :D
Appearance: Black and Tan
Age: 11 months
Personality: Very entergetic, likes to play-bite, likes to play with squeaky toys.
 
~Dark Angel~ said:
I put my nose to the ground, and ran off the sandy beach and into the dense forest. Looking for stuff was FUN! Today I was looking for food. It was one of the harder jobs. It had been easier when we first came here.

I was on a track. A fruity scent cuaght my nose. I ran and ran and ran until my nose hit a tree. I looked up and made a yuck face. Bananas. I HATE bananas. I put my nose back to the ground, looking for more food.
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I mentioned that it was boreal, meaning northern, so it has evergreen trees, not palms. XD
 
Ooc: Doesnt that mean no wolves....? *looks at 1313666*
 
I sat, waiting for someone to come along and talk to me.

OOC: I know, sad, isn't it? :P
 
"Robbie, what the heck is this?!" Bonnie yipped excitedly, pawing at a strange creature in the water. It moved sideways, snapping at her with claws. "Its funny, it..... AROOOOOOOOU!" The strange thing had clamped onto her nose. She howled in pain, trying to shake it off.

"Hold still, Bonnie, you idiot, so I can get it off!" Robbin shouted, trying to get the thing.

Ooc: I have a feeling if my dogs went to the beach, this would happen...
 
OOC: Just keep in mind that the island isn't tropical ^^; (Doesn't mean there can't be crabs, though XD)

IC: I ran as fast as my paws could carry me, in hot persuit of a rabbit. I caught up to it, and sank my teeth into it's soft body. I broke it's neck with my teeth, and dropped it on the ground. I had noticed that there hadn't been much food lately. I took the rabbit to the beach to eat.
 
She twithced her floppy ears. Someoen was here... they were yowling... LOUD. She looked up in time to see a dog running around, a crab attached to her muzzle. It was almost funny. Almost. She heaved herself up and watched the small war going on. "I think you can eat it.", she said. It looks tricky, though, she chuckled to herself.
 
"Ack, Robin, get it off me! Get it off!" Bonnie yipped, trying to shake it off. Finaly, the clawed thingy let go, scrambling toward the water.

Robin chased after it, tounge hanging out, barking excitedly. "Lets get it!"

"Yeah!" Bonnie shouted, forgeting what had just happened, "Eat it, eat it, eatit, eatiteatiteatit!!!!"
 
"Um," I say, getting up, "why would you eat that? It has claws."
 
"Huh?" Robin and Bonnie said in unison, "Why? 'Cause its there, thats why!" The two said excitedly. Bonnie began pawing at it again.
 
I begin to chase my little stub of a tail(yes she's cropped) in boredom. "You know, why am I the smallest dog here?" I wonder out loud.
 
"I dunno. Your askin' the wrong pup!" Bonnie said, her head cocked. In her mouth she held part of the snappy thingy. She and Robin had managed to pull off its claws, and rip it apart. Bonnie had never tasted anything quite like it. It was unusual, that was for sure.

"Because all dogs come in different shapes and sizes. Me 'n Bon arent all that tall, but we're perfectly happy." Robin said, panting. Bonnie stared at him in amazement. To her, he was like Einstien.
 
"I know. But why couldn't I be born a, say, Husky, instead of a min pin? I'm always picked on by the big dogs."
 
"HA! The bigger dogs never pick on us!" Bonnie said proudly, growling slightly. It was true, for Bonnie and Robin would take down anyone that tried to call them small.

"We dont really care if we're small. Your taller than us." Robin pointed out, trying to make the other dog feel better. Bonnie started chasing her shadow.
 
"I am not taller! I'm 11 inches high, silly!"
OOC: Min pins are only 11 inches tall, duh! or 10, or 12, etc.
 
Ooc: I know, you'll see.

Ic: Robin stood up, realising he was taller. "Okay, I was sitting... But there are smaller dogs out there." He said happily, casing after Bonnie. They had an extremely short attention span.
 
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