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 Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:17 pm
He shook his head defeated. "My human partner only thinks about what's good for him," his nose crinkled at the new disgusting odor. "Then we should be ready to patrol for danger and possibly question other dogs around the area."
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 7:03 am
Very wise of Officer Pippin...
Indeed, there was a scent trailing through here. While mosts dogs in this area smelled of ranch animals or crops, musty and thick, this scent was the sharp, metallic bite of steel and the cold, damp caress of asphalt, so strong that it was unlikely to be anything other than a stray. This stray had come from deep within the city; had likely lived there it's whole life.
The scent seems to twine through some trees and head toward a pig farm not far away.
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DarkHeartedSorrows Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 6:42 pm
Chuckie came to a stop, panting heavily. It seemed he had miscalculated where he thought the officers had gone. The pit bull shrugged. If he couldn't find the officers, then he'd let the officers find him.
He was about to leave a scent marker on the side of a barn when the wind blew another scent his way. His nose went to the ground, searching for its origin. Another stray in the farms? That was odd indeed. Even Chuckie, willing to do anything and everything to cause a little havoc, didn't come out to the farms unless he was absolutely starving. His nose stopped over what seemed like a trail, leading over to a corral of pigs. Chuckie squinted at the ground, finding faint paw marks. The psycho grinned. It was time to have a little fun.
Chuckie lifted his leg, covering the stray scent on the ground with his own. with a giggle and pounced along the trail of paw prints, leaving a muddy mess of grooves and streaks along the ground. Mud plastered over his paws, Chuckie pranced over in the opposite direction of the pigs, bouncing over to a nearby barn. He squeezed in through a small opening in the wall, almost getting stuck in the process. Once through, Chuckie shook himself out, laughing. He looked around. Chuckie was going to need to lay low someplace. Somewhere his scent could be covered up. The pitbull trotted out of the barn, slipping through a flap that through to a goat pen.
The goats scrambled, trying to escaped the fence that coralled them in. Chuckie gave them a growl and sniffed the air again. Cows. Cows would work. They had a strong scent, and that of their feces' was even stronger. Chuckie slipped through the fence and dashed away, following his nose towards a large pasture of cattle off in the distance.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 7:12 pm
Doyle wasn't sure how to fix that one. "I dunno about that one.... act out until he figures it out?" He suggested with a nod, "Right. Gotta keep an ear out." He looked around finally spotting the fence that marked the cattle pasture for the cattle farm. He snorted once in a half sneeze as the smell really hit him. "Ugh... This smell is why I don't come here often. Let's see if we can find a dog that works here.... see if any chickens have gone missing." He really wanted to leave this farm quickly just to escape the smell, otherwise he would have never suggested what to do.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 8:21 pm
"Okay, but we'd have to get use to this smell sooner or later." Officer Yuki commented trying to get accustomed to other animal's smells - especially those who didn't cover up their scat. He soon headed towards the entrance of the cattle farm but then stopped his tracks, sniffing the air. "Blechk. Chicken farm or the pig pens now? There doesn't seem to be a scent of dog recently except for the two of us."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:33 am
Suche nodded slowly, turning her head to follow the scent. She traveled slowly, searching for the place where the scent had drifted from, and finally came across the faint trail of pawprints and scent. "Here!" she called in a bark, tail stub nearly vibrating with excitement. "Here, here!" With that, she set off along the trail swiftly at a long-legged trot, nose to the ground. This was what she was made for! The scent was easy to follow, being so foreign to the area as it was. She had to keep her enthusiasm reined in though, otherwise she'd have been running along the trail and would thus miss something.
Something like this. She came to an abrupt stop, all four legs braced wide. She frowned at the visible trail, and her nose quivered. Ahead, where the trail logically went, the visible marks had been obscured by the tracks of another. Yet another city scent, so fresh her eyes scanned the area, laid over the one she was following. This one seemed headed in the opposite direction from the one they'd been following, though, and branched off here towards a barn. She frowned.
"That is not the one we were following," she informed the officer. "Someone has come back along the same trail." Her own automatic reaction was one of alarm and concern for the one she followed originally. "I don't know what to do," she admitted, looking back for Pippin. "Who do we follow?" Despite the attempt to cover the original tracks, Suche had no problem following the first trail. Both scents twined together, but were different enough she could still find where it branched off from the second. Of this she was certain.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 4:27 pm
Doyle sighed. "I suppose we do." He said following Yuki. He paused at the entrance of the cattle farm and looked around. He sniffed the air and didn't catch any different dog scents. "Let's check the Chicken farm. Officer Pippin seemed to strongly believe that the strays would go after the chickens as food. We can always check the pig pens and cattle pastures after that." He sniffed around again and began walking in the direction that smelled of chickens, "I wonder if there are any working dogs here."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 11:53 am
Pippin followed the Doberman, impressed with her tracking skill. But when faced with two trails, he had to think. Both scents were likely important, but did they have time for both? "Very good work there, Suche. I think it might be best to follow the trail where the pawprints have been covered. Somebody doesn't want us going that way. If you think we can follow it, I think there's something important at the end of it. Once we figure out what we're not supposed to see, we might have an idea of who or what didn't want us to see it..." He paused, hemming a bit. "This is all a bit unusual; I'm not too familiar with this territory. Hopefully, this trail stays in the open, so there's no place for an ambush. But if there is, we'll be ready for it!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 3:32 pm
The akita nodded. "To the chickens it is." In his mind he recited what he would say if they spotted a dog along the way. "Remember that most dogs here will be here to aid us, but some might not be trustworthy to us." He quickened his pace eager by the smell of the poultry.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 7:43 am
Anger. So much anger in the air. They'd been deterred by another stray, but this borzoi had been brooding for too long. Leaping from the top shelf of the barn where it's scent had lead, the dog landed heavily and howled, the sound a vicious battle cry.
HP 20Quote: Read the battle thread and attack! This dog could be a part of the stray pack and needs to be taken down! When it's HP hits zero, I suggest you use a restraining collar. Please only attack once, then wait for me to post again.
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DarkHeartedSorrows Vice Captain
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Bluedemonwolf rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-8)
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 5:41 pm
Doyle nodded at what Yuki had to say. They soon neared the chicken coop and a big barn could be seen a little far away. Over near the barn two dog shapes could be made out. "Looks like the other two didn't go too far after all." He turned his attention back to the coop but it didn't last. Soon a vicious howl, clearly a battle cry, sounded. His head snapped back to the barn and now a third dog shape had appeared. "Looks like they need help!" Doyle said. Soon he was running to the barn. He knew he really shouldn't get involved in this battle, but a fight sounded quite good right now.
Not too long after the Borzoi had howled, Doyle reached the others. He kept running though heading for the stray. Maybe if the other dog didn't move too much he could ram him.
Health: 15/15
Damage Given: 2
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DarkHeartedSorrows rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-8)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 6:29 am
The borzoi was blinded by his rage, and didn't move in time to avoid damage. He grunted as he was hit, but held his ground and clamped down on Doyle's neck, holding for just long enough to do damage and roll out of the way.
HP: 18
Damage to Doyle: 3
You may attack again. I suggest you PM your group members and give them a gentle reminder to post!
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DarkHeartedSorrows Vice Captain
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xKOVAKtheWOLFx rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-8)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 7:00 am
Kogeta Yuki charged into the barn after Doyle to find his partner head-on with the borzoi. Seeing this as a battle, he leapt onto the stray digging his claws into the enemy's pelt. He did not yet see the wound of Doyle.
Hp: 20
Damage to the borzoi: 4
It's fine for me to attack too, right?
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Bluedemonwolf rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-8)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:15 pm
Doyle yelped in pain as the borzoi clamped down on his neck. When the other dog rolled away, he staggered back. He could feel a little bit of blood trickled down his neck and even stick to his fur. Giving his head a gentle shake he focused on the battle. He was glad to see Yuki leaping in to help. He then jumped back into the fray, ready to dish out the hurt.
Health: 12/15
Damage Given: 1
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Scaramouche Fandango rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:40 pm
Pippin heard the angry barks, even as far away as he was. Barking for Suche to follow him in case this was part of a larger ambush, he charged into the fight, fur bristling. Although he was small, he fought with the heart of a much larger dog. He wasn't able to hurt the Saluki too badly, but the point here was to subdue, not destroy.
Health: 20/20
Damage: 1
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