Name: Cosmos

Age: 7, in cat years

Gender (or preferred pronouns): She, her, female, she-cat

Species (you don’t have to be a dog): Siamese cat

Appearance: The classic siamese pattern, one ear is torn. Narrow eyes, small stature.

Personality: Straightforward and blunt. She's wary, and slightly paranoid. You shouldn't trust her, she'll take the path she wants instead of the ethically right one. Cosmos is a shifty cat, the type that'll talk to you in a dark alley. She likes living on the edge, taking risks to reveal things about other animals.

Something random about you: Eh, likes red snapper.

How you reacted to this meeting: Cosmos was excited to have a new adventure in the shadowy society of the . . . place they live in.

Background: Orphaned in one of those boxes that say 'Please Adopt', ran away when the box was flooded by heavy rain. Got into a fight with a bulldog, and had her ear torn in that incident.

Other: Dislikes human smoking.

Password: New Moon Gathering, Chasers of the deck of cards

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I think this idea is really cool! 

Reserving for a member of the weasel family... Most likely a stoat. Stoats are cool. Like bow ties!

Reserving!

Here’s my charries!  

Name: Charcoal  

Age: 2-3ish  

Gender (or preferred pronouns): She, her, female

Species (you don’t have to be a dog): Skipperkey

Appearance: Normal Skipperkey, maybe on the smaller side, without her tail cut. (So it’s curly like an Alaskan huskey’s) Has dark brown eyes.

Personality: Ferice, fiesty, big bark and bites. Thinks she’s better then all the bigger dogs, so stuck up. But can be extremely loyal. Seems heartless, but she really cares a whole lot.

Something random about you: Hates kibble

How you reacted to this meeting: “Why should I care about some stupid missing dogs?!” And then volunteered.

Background: Is Asphalts’ daughter. Raised with her brother, Amber. Left home at a year old and the two roamed the streets together. Extreamly loyal to her brother, and absolutely freaked out when he was kidnapped. Will do anything to find him again.

Other: Asphalt is a black Skipperkey without a tail, she was raised in a breeding center but escaped with her two pups.

Password:

Name: Amber

Age: 2-3ish

Gender (or preferred pronouns): male, him, he

Species (you don’t have to be a dog): Skipperkey

Appearance: Chocolatly brown, on the smaller side, without his tail cut. Amber eyes. Smaller frame.

Personality: Shy, quiet, cares a whole lot about other dogs. Extremely loyal, especially to his sister. A coward, afraid of basically everything.

Something random about you: Likes to sleep under trees. Hates dirty things, especially alleys. A clean freak, OCD.

How you reacted to this meeting: Wasn’t there, he was kidnapped

Background: see Charcoals.

Other: I won’t be RPing him until the plot is figured out/ they find him.

Password:

Name: Fang, better known to humans as the Fierce Phantom, or for short, just the Phantom.

Age: 1 year old

Gender: Female

Species: Wolf

Appearance: Very beautiful, with sleek white fur. Peircing, narrow dark eyes that fix you with a stare that seems to see right through any visage. Uncommonly fast when running. Her voice is like the whispering of the wind over water and through leaves. She has the uncanny ability to disappear into the shadows despite her white coat.

Personality: Quiet, intimidating, others often want to follow her and they listen to her, even if she is does not want to be in charge. She prefers to be alone but will always do what she thinks is right.

Something random about you: Fang absolutely hates rotting carrion because she had to hide in the sewers when she ran away from her Mistress.

How you reacted to this meeting: Merely withdrew into the shadows.

Background: Was bought by a very rich person who gave Fang to his daughter, but the daughter mistreated Fang and so Fang ran away. She was prosecuted until she accidentally killed the dog chaser. She has never told any animal this.

Other: Fang is open to shipping.

Password: New Moon gathering, Chasers of the Deck of Cards.

Annnnd one more. 

Name: Summit

Age: 1ish

Gender: (after much debate) Male

Species: A mix between a leopard dog, a Ridgeback, and probably a Rottweiler too.

Apperance: Lithe build, smaller frame, striking ice blue eyes. Fur is a mix of brown, white, grey, and tan (look up leopard dogs and u know what I mean), has large, floppy ears and big paws. Has the famous ridge of a ridgeback down his spine. His build is more of a leopard dog then any other breed, but he has a thicker snout. Still has a gold chain color around his neck from the owners who abandoned him.  

Personality: Funny, sweet, and kind. Doesn’t have any ego. Has little confidence in himself and is self doubting. Can be snappy and sarcastic. Enjoys other dogs company. A great hunter, has an amazing sniffer. Has hunted for his food since his owners abandoned him. Untrusting, deceiving, can be cunning. Doesn’t want to trust anyone and wants no one to trust him, because he thinks he’ll let them down, like he surely let his owners down because why else would they abandon him? If he does care he’ll make sure it doesn’t show. Loves being part of a pack, but feels like he’d let everyone down or isn’t good enough for them. Stronger then he looks, physically and mentally. Will stand up for others. Believes in justice. He’d be a good leader if he just believed in himself. 

Something random about you: Likes to sleep in trees.

How you reacted to this meeting: “Nobody should be abandoned by their pack.” The first one to volunteer.

Background: Was boren a stray. Mother was some sort of hybread as his father probably was. He doesnt know who his father was. His mother gave him the name Summit because of his eyes, and as an irony to their stray-level on the social spectrum. She believed he could be something great. Was brought to the pound at a very younge age with his mother and siblings. He was the first to be adopted, and he never saw any of his siblings again. Not even a few months after he was brought into this family, given the name ‘Cougar’ and his gold chain collar, his family moved. They dropped him on the highway, and he waited many days but they never returned for him. He only left when the pound showed up. He has been an untrusting stray ever since.  

Other: open to shipping, still has his name tag on his collar, but his owners were smart enough to take off their information.  

Tuxedo Kitten

WOOT WOOT

Name: Angel

Age: 2 yrs

Gender (or preferred pronouns): Feminine

Species (you don’t have to be a dog): Ferret :3

Appearance: Angel has white fur with little brown striped mittens on her feet and ears and tail and muzzle. She looks like a pokemon. 

Personality: Angel is creative and quick thinking, enthusiastic, Flexible,  extroverted. Thouroughly enjoys backsassing others, outspoken,  can be blunt and may be seen as dishonest or unethical. She is not completely... here. A few cards short of a deck. (HEHEHEHEHEHHEH)

Something random about you: She bielieves if you look hard enough, you can see the stars in one's eyes. (same, gurl)  and Anatidaephobia ( the fer of being watched by a duck) She has this weird obsession with ducks and she thinks they are really behind all of the dog catchers. (a lot of animals have tried to reason with her... unsucsessful!)

How you reacted to this meeting: "Nothing more, my furry butt! I'm in! Those ducks won't win this time. (I'll be an agent on double missions)" (she whispers in parenthesies) She signs up and most people- sorry, animals would give her a look like '  a pack is as strong as its weakest link' A few bricks short of a house, that one is.

Background: She was a circus ferret and it kind of... cracked her in a way that not a lot of people-er animals can fix? She can be irrational at times, and is EXTREMELY claustrophobic and Anatidaephobia ( the fer of being watched by a duck)

Other: Open to shipping!

Password:  New Moon gathering, Chasers of the Deck of Cards.

Name: Cinnamon 

Age: 2 months (like 18 in rat years though not that mature).

Gender (or preferred pronouns): Female

Species (you don’t have to be a dog:Fancy Rat(Rex)

Appearance: Brown and cinnamon coat, curly whiskers, white patch on belly.

Personality: Curious but cautious, friendly, sees the best in people.

Something random about you: Favorite food is strawberries.

How you reacted to this meeting: Wasn’t actually invited per say, figured a huge meeting of dogs and cats would be good to look into in case they were conspiring to eat all the rats. When they weren’t, our little cinnamon roll here was so relieved they decided to volunteer, because why not?

Background: Used to be a pet, hanging out with their best friend Nutmeg and their giant. Then their giant left them with a dubious giant who was small and squealed a lot, so Cinnamon decided to go look for their real giant and couldn’t find them. Nutmeg liked the small giant and stayed.

Other: Not open to shipping as too immature. Refers to humans as giants.

Password: The name of the meeting and the volunteers

I I LOVE DOGS!!

Name: Whicker

Age: 9

Gender: M

Species: Tri colored Border Collie

Appearance: Look at photo.

Personality: He knows everyone, and everyone knows him. Has a calm yet mocking demeanor. Doesn’t have much of an ego although he does have a reputation for his strategic fighting and hunting. He’s called a loner by others but he isn’t alone much, it’s more his personality. He often reminisces with the senior animals, and his closest friend is one of the eldest dogs in the city, Twister. He’s a fighting dog, but not blindly violent. Border Collies are one of the most intelligent breeds of dogs, so he always has a plan. Not quick to trust. He enjoys younger dogs spirit, but their just Rookies at life. He mostly calls young pups and dogs from 1-2 pups or Rookies. 

Random about him: On rare occasions when he is actually alone, he goes to certain shops and people know him. He’s like the dog around town, and  the dog catcher hasn’t coughs him yet.

Reaction to meeting: “Well, Twister my ol’ pal is gone a’ missing, and I aim to get him back. You can count me in Asphalt.”

Background: He grew up at a farm, where he was trained along with his brother to be the best Sheep herders, by their master. They would travel to the fairs all over the country, taking blue ribbons left and right. Whicker was the happiest dog alive, and he was reverently loyal to his master. But one night there was a blazing fire, and set the cottage and barn on fire. Most of the animals died, for it was untamable. But his master tried desperately to set the animals free before the whole barn collapsed. After he did what he could the Master barely got a foot out before part of the roof came falling in. He broke his leg. Whicker pulled and rugged until he dragged him far enough from the fire, and lay beside his master. He wasn’t breathing. He died that night, and Whicker lay beside him until the fire squad came. He doesn’t remember what happened afterwords, but somehow he needed up in the pound. He managed to escape with the help of Twister who was also in the pound. Well, they lived on the streets of the city before any gatherings or anything of the sort was there. 

Other: Possible ship??

Password: New Moon gathering deck of cards? Or was I missunderstanding that? Well I read the whole thing anyway so...