Family Fued* dragonmissy: Claudia was laying down her paw out stretched to give Skelter some comfort or what she could. SHe even pushed a dead mouse she killed her way a present. She saw the hench dogs move to her and her hackles rose and her body pulled in towards herself growling at them. They came in and moved her from her spot pulling at her chains and she grunted at the pulling. She didnt like this one bit. Looking back at Skelter with worried eyes of if she was gona come back or hell if she gona see her friend but she hoped she would be. She looked for Harley as she walked. Being let go into the middle of the ring she stood straight and her tail high her eyes looking at the douch bag sitting high she just huffed and waitied preparing to kill a dog she wanted to live she had to do it she exhaled and stared straight.Family Fued by Rubbalite
* Rubbalite: The large, brightly colored mutt hadn't spoke a word since he woke up in this horrible place, away from the human family that had adopted him. Away from hi
Goodnight, Sweet Prince* Yukonclawnelius: Oh. It was his turn--Mutt's eye closed for a moment, then opened. He hadn't...been watching. Maybe he should have. But; things in the back of his head. Jones was dead. A lot of them were dead. His throat was dry and his bad paw throbbed more than usual. His chains were undone...and the dog made his way past the vernice, silently. He wouldn't be going back. He knew that...Trieste was behind him. His youth was behind him. His good was behind him. So he waited. Silent. Still. It was only going to be a matter of time, anyways...Goodnight, Sweet Prince by Rubbalite
* Kach-22: Bo was surprised when he was unchained. Oh well, he assumed it was his turn then. On pierced back legs he moved before he could be shoved and hopped down into the arena that was below them. Rather then be shoved and injured further. He sat down and looked up, waiting silently for his opponent to be shown to him. He really wasn't close, per say to any of the dogs here, so the chances of him being 'scarred for lif
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.