»Street Mutts«[WIP]
Dec 23, 2015 0:03:32 GMT -5
Post by Tumbling Into My Grave on Dec 23, 2015 0:03:32 GMT -5
»Intro«
Your paw pads ache and your muscles scream for you to stop, but you know you have to keep running, or you'll get caught. You skid on the street and turn swiftly into a narrow alleyway. You dash forward and soon find a dead end, made by a chain link fence. You hear the pounding of footsteps behind you, the clink of the catch pole. "Psst! Over here!" You turn towards the sound to see a jet black dog under a streetlight, near a narrow gap in the fence. You dart under the gap. The dog dashes into a hole in one of the brick buildings. You dart in after him into a safe refuge.
»Overview«
Street Mutts is a roleplay where you play as a member of a pack of stray dogs, living in a bustling city. You are constantly fighting for food, among many other things for survival. But those are very minor issues compared to the abundance of animal control. If you are caught, you will most likely never leave the pound's walls. A few of the cute ones get lucky and are adopted, but the rest are taken into a room and never come back out. Some of the strays have banded together to protect one another, taking refuge in an abandoned brick building. They are led by a jet black dog by the name of shadow.
Your paw pads ache and your muscles scream for you to stop, but you know you have to keep running, or you'll get caught. You skid on the street and turn swiftly into a narrow alleyway. You dash forward and soon find a dead end, made by a chain link fence. You hear the pounding of footsteps behind you, the clink of the catch pole. "Psst! Over here!" You turn towards the sound to see a jet black dog under a streetlight, near a narrow gap in the fence. You dart under the gap. The dog dashes into a hole in one of the brick buildings. You dart in after him into a safe refuge.
»Overview«
Street Mutts is a roleplay where you play as a member of a pack of stray dogs, living in a bustling city. You are constantly fighting for food, among many other things for survival. But those are very minor issues compared to the abundance of animal control. If you are caught, you will most likely never leave the pound's walls. A few of the cute ones get lucky and are adopted, but the rest are taken into a room and never come back out. Some of the strays have banded together to protect one another, taking refuge in an abandoned brick building. They are led by a jet black dog by the name of shadow.
