[this RP is based off the Survivors series by Erin Hunter, and a fan fic also based off the book I'm writing soon! Closed! Be sure to include your characters past and all that jazz, and where they were when the Big Growl struck!]
[also, people in RP are:
@NightRaven
@_Umbreon_ ]
Sly the Czechoslovakian Wolfdog whined loudly in his sleep, his pelt pressed up against the warm flank of London, a border collie. He gasped awake, remembering he was in the Trap House. The other dogs were barking loudly, and he turned to London and barked over the others, "London! What's going on?" London was barking as well, and before she opened her maw Sly sensed it. Something was coming. Something bad. Where were the longpaws? London barked as loud as she could, "Can't you sense it? Something's gonna happen! Where are the longpaws?!" Sly was usually a Lone Dog, living on the streets ever since he finished Puppyhood. London was an exception, a Farm Work Dog he had met when he first came to the Trap House, and she thankfully was in the next cage over. Suddenly, the whole world seemed to heave, and the building seemed to crumple. As the walls around them collapsed, Sly heard many howls of distress, pain, and suprise, some of which were cut off. His cage flew away from London's, and when he hit the stone floor he became unconscious.
[also, people in RP are:
@NightRaven
@_Umbreon_ ]
Sly the Czechoslovakian Wolfdog whined loudly in his sleep, his pelt pressed up against the warm flank of London, a border collie. He gasped awake, remembering he was in the Trap House. The other dogs were barking loudly, and he turned to London and barked over the others, "London! What's going on?" London was barking as well, and before she opened her maw Sly sensed it. Something was coming. Something bad. Where were the longpaws? London barked as loud as she could, "Can't you sense it? Something's gonna happen! Where are the longpaws?!" Sly was usually a Lone Dog, living on the streets ever since he finished Puppyhood. London was an exception, a Farm Work Dog he had met when he first came to the Trap House, and she thankfully was in the next cage over. Suddenly, the whole world seemed to heave, and the building seemed to crumple. As the walls around them collapsed, Sly heard many howls of distress, pain, and suprise, some of which were cut off. His cage flew away from London's, and when he hit the stone floor he became unconscious.
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