Playing with the boys {OPENED}

the long furred shepherd was way too used to dealing with the cold weather. she remembered when she was only about a year old when the human pups would take her outside of the house and have her chase after snowballs. but, this was different. they were in the heart of fall, the shepherd knew this because of the colorful leaves that were beginning to fall from the trees. yet, somehow, the boats were frozen in the dock and there was frost that littered the deck under her paws. it made her uneasy, not that she was ever comfortable anyway. her steps finally stopped when a brief wind brought another dogs scent into her nose. she was curious, but not all at once. she had learned not to trust other canines, or any other living species for that matter. the only thing she could trust was herself. yet, at the same time, her heart longed to see someone else, to feel the presence of something other than fresh kill and the birds in the sky. but, all of her instincts were screaming no.

but, before she could control it, her paws were moving in the direction of the scent. she had to assume that the heart was always going to win over her mind, as she was always getting herself into trouble. the young dog forced herself to stop on the far side of the building, doing her best to keep her long fur flat and herself hidden from the black dog. but, just to her luck, he was walking right toward her. a smarter dog would have turned and left before the other got too close. though, caly wasn't like most dogs. she was sickly curious, and often found herself in situations that were no good. as he got closer, she waited for him to notice her, but she wouldn't greet him with a wagging tail and lolling tongue. instead, she curled her lip and stepped out of hiding, trying to block the larger brute's path. her head was dipped low and fierce snarl rang out of her sweet vocals.

"who are you and what do you want?"

she snarled, her tail curling and neck fur beginning to bristle.

the german shepherds gaze never faltered from the black brute before her. she watched as a moment of shock rolled over his features, and then he sat himself down right in front of her, his red gaze staring. for a moment, the young dog was unnerved by the red eyes, but she knew that with the mutations going around, that was the smallest change. therefore, she couldn't exactly complain if this was all that was wrong with the dog. "I'm not here to hurt you." the black dog told her and she flicked an ear in acknowledgement, but said nothing. he went on to announce his name, saying that she could call him reck for short. another twitch of her ears, but the shepherd still said nothing. instead, she kept her gaze on him for any motion that would give her the okay to either flee or attack.

her muscles remained tense under her silky coat, but it did seem that at least for this moment, reck intended not to show any violence. so after another moment of hesitation, the shepherd lowered her haunches and allowed herself to sit down as well. however, her muscles remained ready for action, though her eyes showed she was a bit more calm than she had been only moments before. her ears twitched as the black brute asked for her name and she looked past him, wondering if it was safe to give up that kind of information. eventually, she decided it couldn't hurt. "calypso." she barked, her voice tight, but not exactly unpleasant. she had never been the kind of dog that was good at hiding her emotions.

after another moment of silence, she continued. "but, you can call me caly." her ears twitched and she stared past reck. if one didn't know any better, they would think she was planning an escape route just in case. 
tag: Reckless Rebel

Kaiser was making a trip down towards the coves, he hadn't been here in a long time, not that he cared or that it was a huge problem, he just didn't know of how much change this place has had in a whole. The whole world had changed in the various stages that this virus has spread, the world was a mess, a nightmare, and many canines had contracted the rather horrible disease. He was  born in the midst of this mess, so it happened to be all that Kaiser knew of life, he didn't know any different and it was bound to be that way for as long as he lived this life of his. Not that it mattered to him, he didn't care about seeing the world burn underneath his paws. Kaiser had an egotistical nature, and he wasn't interested in changing himself for another being in this world; no matter what they felt of him. Kaiser made himself look large and in charge, but of course, this boy was not stupid, he knew when he needed to keep his nose out of something, he did, there were canines who happened to be bigger than him, and had size over him, there was no way he was going to fuck with that.

He was a rare breed of canine - he happened to be of Japanese origin, he was  a Kai Ken, or a Tora dog, that they could be known as. More of medium in size, with a sleek and shiny fur coat of brindle, and pointed ears with a curled tail, Kaiser was more of a sight to be held. You didn't see too many of him running around in this world however that made him pretty happy in this situation. Red eyes spotted upon the group of two canines that were in front of his eyes in the plain daylight. One, a larger black male, and the other seemed to be female, of a German Shepherd breeding. He didn't make conversation, the Kai Ken brindle male just stayed in a distance. He sat down upon his hind legs, tucking them underneath of his middle sized body. his pointed ears pricked up and forward to the sound of their distant voices, merely observing, the male kept to himself to see if they would take notice - you could say he was on guard, but the pair looked harmless enough. With that, a cheeky half smile appeared on his lips.