Planting Seeds of Doubt* Whitelupine: James strode away from the pair of dogs, scoffing as soon as he was out of range of them. God damn pricks.... he'd wanted to tear into Claudia the moment she began taunting him but knew he needed patience... Claudia seemed sound in mind so she had lost his interest but, he remembered another... a female that hung around Beo and Claudia often that was also up in ranks. The blue dane would begin seeking out Skelter, the scarred bitch, although he hadnt seen her since he'd left, and that had been before the arena had taken place. He had however, heard of what had happened there.Planting Seeds of Doubt by Rubbagator
* Rubbalite: Skelter was just outside of the border heading back into the territory after a little mission of her own. In her blood stained jaws she held the limp body of a goat that hasn't been touched as far as eating it goes. No, this goat was going to be a gift to someone special that has never had goat meat before, the very same someone that shares a sleeping space with her. The scarr
Who Likes To Play Rough 83* dragonmissy: Tinkle, spray,and pee is what Kivo did along the boarder. His lavender eyes looked over the boarder and he hop back and forth from one side to the other.Not that he noticed any one around him to say much. He would trot along on his toes as he would hold his head and tail high. Tail fluff bouncing as he pranced around. Sniffing around and marking anything he thought was fresh just to spite the other dog. He thought about doing a mission but at this moment he was content on doing boarder patrol.Who Likes To Play Rough 83 by Rubbagator
* Rubbalite: A soft little growl laid somewhere in the back of the capo's throat as she slowly made her way towards the border from neutral territory with semi fresh blood stained on her jaw. Skelter has been around, of course, but ever since the last mission she went on with Beo and Claudia, she's been wandering off into neutral territory on her own more often, hunting and thinking about various things on her own time. As she approached the border, she spo
I am a young adult living in the land of 10,000 lakes & 10,000,000 mosquitoes. You can either call me Brett or Rubbalite, they are both names that I commonly go by all the time.|
I currently work at a gas station (for now) & I'm usually there a lot because of that.