Puppies inquaries
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WC: 329 (3 points) OOC if you have any problems replying to this just let me know

Today Denali felt like finding a new place to play. His old places were just fine but he was getting bored, and he’d also been meaning to explore a little more to get to know more of the area. He had little to tie him down other than Savina and Kansas, but they never worried about him too much. They knew he could take care of himself. Today he decided to let his feet take him where he wanted. there was so much to explore! But nothing was the right thing he wanted to explore. He knew about the beach but he didn’t think that’s where he was going though. Then there were the fields he was passing through as well as forested areas. It was nice to be able to see differences.

That was when something caught his eyes. Something shone in the late morning sun, well sort of, but it was enough to make Denali take a second glance. He lifted his ears trying to see if it was someone doing something but he heard nothing of the sort. When he moved closer he could see something really tall and really old laying on the ground. It was something from a past that Denali had never known about and it was just the interesting thing he needed! He trotted up to the large thing, he could now see why it glinted, through the rust covering there was something that would reflect the sun but something like that was just gibberish. He’d found a box that was laying on the ground and jumped on that sniffing around. His tail wagging a little as he sniffed around. None of the things that he smelled were familiar in any way. This was the best thing ever! He was so glad that he decided to go out. Hopping from one box to another he couldn’t open them and those that were open, were quite empty, probably already looted from other visitors.

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ooc...

Another day, another opportunity to explore Crimson Dreams and learn. If there was one thing Parker enjoyed more than learning it would have to be spending time with her family and friends, though at this point in her young life, most of her friends were family and vice versa. Over the past few weeks she had virtually memorized the layout of Haven Manor, and had explored close to every inch of Cottontail valley that she could get to. So, satisfied that she needed to find another place to explore, the quiet Sadira girl had left the mansion that day, this time from the front door to see what lay further beyond the porch.

Parker was not one to really stray far from home, like her sister and brother would. Well, mostly her sister would. She liked to stay home, because that was where she felt secure, and that was where her family was. However, now that she had grown a bit bigger and could get around easier she was gradually beginning to branch out. Her lamb was also not with her today. She only carried it around in places that she knew she could keep it safe, such as places she had already explored. Today, the cinnamon and sugar girl was in unfamiliar territory, and her lamb was safe at home.

She had walked now for quite awhile without really seeing anything too interesting. Golden orbs searched and searched, looking for something of interest. If she didn't find anything, then this whole excursion would be a bust and she did not want to go home today without some new information soaked up in her sponge like brain. Fortunately she finally saw something. It sort of resembled a giant, winged creature all rusty an scrunched up with boxes scattered around it. She'd seen one of those in a book that Daddy had read her! What was it called again? The sunshine girl thought long and hard as she walked towards the long destroyed thing. An airplane! That's what it was...and a big one by the looks of it. As Parker got closer she noticed another pup, a bit younger than her, and a little smaller, which was odd for Parker as she was used to being the smallest of her siblings. The closer she got, the more she thought she recognized him. He'd moved into Crimson Dreams a little while ago, Mama and Daddy took care of him too. She had yet to introduce herself to him, though. Of course, the fact that she didn't talk always made introductions difficult, but Parker usually gave it her best shot, and she would today. That was her resolution was she strolled up to the other pup as he hopped from box to box. Hopefully she would not surprise him by her sudden appearance. The fact that she was so quiet, often led her to accidentally startle people.



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WC: 327 OOC: Big Grin .

Like Parker was use to those being older than her, Denali was use to other’s being younger than him, so the look of the pup, who was only a few months older, yet seemed to be almost an adult to Denali, he’d stopped his romping and fell off the box he was on, falling in a tangle of legs until he was sitting up, one of his ears at a slight angle, he’d seen her before… actually even though they didn’t really care during bed time… he slept near her. He smiled, he knew her. Savina told him her name, saying she didn’t talk much, but that didn’t matter to Denali, he had a friend to play with and share this discovery!

Ha! You are Parker right! I’m Denali, come on lets go look around!

He said clearly thinking all the thoughts in his head before he spoke had already been directed to her and she knew what he was talking about. He was here to find out what these things were. He knew what the boxes were, but they were just fun to play on. But the rusted thing that seemed as though it was a big puzzle ready to be put together wasn’t. his tail held high he trotted to the part of the metal contraption, looking, and sniffing didn’t seem to tell him what it was, nor was his sight either. Nothing seemed to tell him what this thing was.

I bet you know what this is! You look really smart!

He said, he’d try coaxing her to say something, but he wasn’t going to force her to talk, he’d been taught… was it by Parkers mommy? Well he couldn’t remember who taught him, but he was taught to respect ofther’s feelings and needs, and he knew if it was a need for her to be quiet, he wasn’t really going to make her talk, but he gave her his biggest puppy face.

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Sorry for my total failness. I have no legitimate excuse, but I am sorry and I shall try to be more vigilant in my replying ^_^p>

It surprised the young Sadira girl when the pup fell from the box he was climbing on. Was he hurt? The cinnamon and sugar girl bounded towards him as fast as she could, wanting to make sure he was okay. Denali bounced up before she even got there. Before her facial expression even betrayed her concern for the other pup he had already confirmed her name and invited her to explore with him. He was just as quick-witted and excitable as Artemis. Well, Parker doubted anyone could be as excitable as Missa but Denali was pretty close. That was good, though, for it meant Parker would definitely get a lot of exploring done having to follow him around.

The silent pup followed the younger Denali as he began to investigate the airplane, obviously unsure of what it was. He then turned to her and guessed that she knew what it was, to which she nodded and smiled. However, she still lacked the confidence to be able to voice her answer correctly. Perhaps if they looked hard enough they could find something in the wreckage that would lead Denali to find the answer himself. Yes, that seemed like a good solution. Immediately Parker started searching the crashed plane, her ears perked to listen to Denali, both not to be rude and also to keep an eye on him. She was the older pup after all, Mama would have wanted her to look after him.

At the moment, not much in the way of useable visual aids was being found by the cinnamon streaked girl. The faded words, on the side of the rusty old jet were useless even if Parker could read them as parts of whatever words they formed were missing thanks to the crunched metal in certain places. The sunshine girl did not lose heart, though. She knew sooner or later, either she or Denali would find something that would give the young boy his answer.


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Denali saw her smile and nod, but when she didn’t show him the answer verbally he frowned a little, well he didn’t really have to know what was here. He moved around the metal sniffing here and there for any signs of treasures, and saw she must have been doing the same. He lost most interest in the plane now that he knew he wouldn’t find out what it was, and moved back and forth till he found some old tattered box thing made of cloth, inside were old, old really old things. He giggled and pulled out a shirt and put his head in it, it had been eaten by the weather, and whatever ate cloth, but the cloth box saved it from the son, so he was sporting a dark almost black colored shirt, at least to him, to Parker it was a lilac colored shirt, Denali sifted through the tattered clothes, everything wasn’t worth wearing but he could still have fun.

Ooohhh I found a hat, wanna wear it?

he picked up an old tattered hat, that had holes and the seams were coming off, but he thought it could still be worn at least, he trotted up to her, and then without any warning, tripped over the shirt, and ripped it off his neck , falling clumbsily next to Parker.

I shaved sha haat

He said, his mouth still full of the hat that he’d clamped his teeth into as he stumbled.

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I suck majorly, and school sucks even more for taking up my muse's time. Sorry so much

Parker found she was enjoying watching Denali explore more than exploring herself. After a few minutes of rummaging through a box of her own, the young Sadira decided she was better off just sitting and making sure the younger pup didn't get into trouble. She doubted that he would, but still it was a learning experience to see how the other pup made his way through the different things.

The Reitzer male was quick in finding a rather pretty lilac shirt, her face alight with a smile as he ducked his body into the tattered garment. He searched for another few seconds before poking out with a hat. He asked if she wanted to wear it, and Parker almost immediately nodded, wanting to see what she would look like with the old thing on her head. However, as Denali moved to bring her the hat, her eyes widened as he fell face forward, the sound of the shirt being rent by his sudden movement made her jump. The muffled words that came from his hat filled jaws surprised her, but before she knew could pause and see if he was alright a giggle escaped her vocals. That was one of the few vocalizations the quiet girl ever did. It was almost impossible to stay her laughter when she felt the urge. She had to put her paws over her lips to keep from laughing at Denali's antics further. It wasn't polite to laugh at him. What if he was hurt.

The elder pup made her way forward, golden orbs examining the younger pup carefully. Her mama would need to be alerted if Denali was hurt, and their expedition would have to be cut short.

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OOC: awww don’t worry bout it, I still <3 ya!! Big Grin

Denali was in no way injured, though it looked like a pretty bad fall, he was a puppy and he just bounced right back, he heard a giggle from his new friend and he could not help but stare at her surprised, then a big smile cracked his lips, he’d heard her laugh, and it was such a cute laugh too, he pulled himself up and got himself a little more tangled in the shirt, which was now ripped badly but there were holes everywhere so which way went where he had no idea. She came to him to inspect him and make sure he was fine, and the concern was for nothing.

I’m awright, just can’t get it off.

He said as he pushed his legs around, unfortunately that just made the shirt on him more tangled, he looked at Parker with helpless eyes.

I think I need a little help.

He was a proud puppy and that comment was like trying to get a cat in a bath, it was hard to come out, and really quick when he said it. He had stopped struggling, now, but he was pretty tangled in the clothes.

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