feel again // PICASSO

[Allie ♥]

Spring had begin to grasp hold of the Earth and, all within a matter of weeks, the warmer months were creeping up on the creatures that inhabited Oakwood. North had never been a fan of the warmer months, but only because she had never gotten to really enjoy them. Every year she'd gone through and awful period of shedding that made her fur look absolutely hideous, not to mention kept all the heat she kept trying to get rid of clinging to her body. Today's weather was okay, though. North had yet to begin shedding, the sky was blue and sunny and there was a nice breeze that carried with it all the scents in the area, making it very easy to taste the wind and search for canines. After all, she could probably be considered a woman with a cause: bringing canines to the Monarchy. Today, however, didn't really feel like a day for recruiting. It felt more like a day to be spent relaxing and having fun before North had to deal with all the pleasantries of Spring and Summer. Including eventually plucking out all the old, dense fur.

North's toes flexed, her claws digging into the soft soil beneath her. She stood in the middle of a meadow, but all it could be considered at the moment was a big open field. While the flowers still worked up to blooming, only small dots of colors popped up here and now; usually being an obnoxiously bright yellow. However, the dog hadn't ever really had a distaste for yellow. Or obnoxiousness, for that matter. In fact, she always used to tease around about her own obnoxious personality to make her brothers laugh: usually failing because of the lack of a common sense of humor. Her ears flattened, scanning the horizon with a heave of her chest. So far the day had been proving to be a quiet one. She shrugged it off, figuring everyone deserved a day off and she eased herself into the grass and rolling onto her side, her final heavy breath leaving her body as she transitioned into a light, care-free creature. Now all that she was expected to do was site there and soak up the sun, letting the wind's fingers comb through her messy fur.[\size]

WORDS 381 TAGS [ Picasso ] OOC Hopefully you can do something with this. I can add if not.

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ooc: Allie ♥ I'm really struggling to read the text on your table. Is this a problem with my screen? I have to highlight it XD
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A lumbering canine sat in the shadow of a tree, gazing out at the beautiful meadow before him. The grass was long in some places, however there was still very little cover to hunt any prey around here. Not that Oslo was starving; he had eaten a good meal the evening before. Oslo was a newcomer to these parts, and was still finding his paws around the entire area. He was wary of the humans in the city, and preferred to stick to the outskirts, where hunting would be easier and plentiful. Oslo lifted his head to glance up at the crystal blue sky, the sun shrouded by the leaves of the oak tree. He breathed in the crisp, spring air, and released his lungs. The pleasant feeling, however, didn't last long. His attention was quickly averted to a sudden scent invading his nostrils.

Oslo stood from his resting place and looked around frantically. His heart pounded in his ribcage, wondering whether the animal in question was friend or foe. Walking around the circumference of the tree, Oslo spotted a figure a few metres away. The auburn canine was rolling in the ground, and Oslo gulped. It wouldn't be long before the bitch would spot Oslo, and he was at a loss. He didn't want to draw attention to himself and call out to her, but he didn't want to start walking away, only for the female to notice him and start running after him.

So, Oslo did what a coward did. Taking a few steps backwards, the shepherd lowered himself to his haunches and rested his back against the tree. Breathing heavily, he kept his eyes transfixed on the basking canine, who seemed to be enjoying a few of the sunny rays today. Oslo didn't particularly like the warmer weather; his body had been built to withstand the harsh winters on the mountains. Whilst his coat shed fur regularly, there was only so much fur he could lose. As if on cue, his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he began to pant, creating a horrendous amount of noise that the female could probably hear. Oslo closed his eyes and just hoped to the gods that she wouldn't notice or approach him.

[Allie ♥]

Wondering whether other canines around the female wasn't necessarily a priority to her, but then again North was naturally a social creature. She hadn't ever understood those who chose to flee from others as if they were carriers of a highly contagious disease. So, naturally, when she heard the pant and the very faint shift of bark, North's attention was peaked. She took her time to stand, shaking the grass from her back and scenting the afternoon air. Of course, she wasn't standing downwind so she couldn't smell anything behind her, but it still gave her some sense of relief to know there was no other surprises in those parts of the field.

North turned her head to look where she had heard the panting and, sure enough, a massive canine sat there. He was at least a couple inches taller than North and his head itself was a block of dog. The female flattened her ears, wagged her tail softly, and turned to strut toward him. Considering how he had been watching her instead of trying to come toward her, this canine was one of those dogs that couldn't quite enjoy the benefits of conversation with his fellow canines. That, however, was no issue for North. She liked to think she could keep a conversation going on nothing, even if she was doing all the talking.

The ground beneath North's paws was still warm, so when she stepped into the shadow to greet this mutt, the coldness shocked her just a tad. Not enough to be noticeable, but enough to make her briefly falter. North finally reached the canine, though she stopped just a few feet away. He didn't seem like he was all that comfortable with new characters. "Can I help you with something or are you just content to watch me? Perhaps at the most boring moment in my life. Surely you can't be getting something out of this." she spoke slightly harshly so the dog knew she wasn't too fond of his actions, but at the same time she didn't think she sounded all that mean. More so sarcastic. So it was up to the canine how he interpreted her words.

WORDS 365 TAGS [ Picasso ] OOC I hope this is better? I thought it was tough, but I asked Jay and she didn't have any issues. If it's not let me know and I can darken the text for you Or use my other table

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ooc; it seems to be better! thank you (:

His heavy breathing had caught the German Shepherd's attention. It was too late to turn and walk away. Gulping loudly, he watched as the female stood and studied him for a few moments. She shook off her grass and wagged her tail. Her posture was by no means threatening, and Oslo relaxed for a fraction. She was making her way towards him with an intent purpose. Was she insulted that he had been watching her? Did she simply want to talk to him? Or was her posture just a masquerade, and she was going to attack when his back was turned? By the time all the thoughts had rushed through Oslo's mind, the female had stopped a few feet from where Oslo was. They both stood in the oak tree's shadow, and it was a few seconds before she opened her mouth and spoke.

Oslo flinched. He couldn't gauge whether she was being sarcastic, but he decided to nervously. Perhaps it was a joke. Or perhaps she was being deadly serious. Shifting on his paws, Oslo cleared his throat, that was dry from misuse. "My sincerest apologies. You briefly caught my eye. I'll be on my way," He replied quickly, hoping that she wouldn't continue to badger him. Obviously he had made a mistake looking at her. Was it bad manners to stare? Oslo had never been socially skilled, so perhaps he had done something extremely offensive. Either way, Oslo couldn't deal with the sudden confrontation. He started turning to go.

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