Where Are We?

[Mizan]

Ace chuckled. "Yes, I'd say so. Maybe I was meant to know I had more siblings." He cast his blue-eyed gaze upon the three-legged pup, smiling warmly. "You know, you don't just remind me of me..... you make me think of my little brother Galileo...." He closed his eyes, cherishing the memory of his two youngest brothers. "Maybe Napoleon too...." In looks only. Napoleon was a little spitfire on four legs.

[Angel]

Irina was beginning to feel rather left behind in the conversation - evidently, all these spotted pups were related. Just like back on that farm near home, she supposed, where there was Nova and Poker and all those other dals she tried to avoid. Maybe these guys knew some of them, but she wasn't sure she wanted to ask. Still, a familiar face - even if it were one she usually kept away from - would be welcome about now.

As if summoned by her very thoughts, what looked like a doberman-Dalmatian cross emerged from the trees, and Brenna padded over to the group. Setting her read down next to the group, the mixed-breed cast her critical emerald orbs over them.
"Well, ain't this somethin'?" she asked, her question carrying something of a rehtorical nature. Her father's accent, if not his manner of speech, was evident in her words.

Irina swallowed nervously. Brenna had always treated her just fine, but she'd seen the way the part-doberman acted towards other pups, and it weren't pretty. For now, at least, the pom/hound remained quiet.

(OOC: Brenna's probably about 14 in dog years - could you guys give me an idea of whether your charries are older or younger than her, so I know how to make her act towards them? I know Ace must be older, but I'm not sure about the rest of them.)

[Phantom]

(ooc: Trigger would be about 13ish in dog years.)

Trigger had been about to respond to Ace's comment regarding siblings, maybe even asking if he knew a small pup named Luke, but Brenna's entrance stopped him. He turned to face the doberman mix, tilting his head to the side slightly as he looked her over. She certainly was unlike anything he had ever seen before. Still, he might as well try to be friendly. There was no reason to be rude when the girl hadn't really done anything other than making her presence known.

"Do you know her, Irina?" Trigger decided to ask, seeing that something had brought on a sort of nervous air about the mixed breed. He wondered what could have caused the change in mood.

[Nemo]

(Not sure about Rugby.. but pretty young.. maybe 9? XD)

The chubby male let out a yawn as he listened to everyone, but the doberman mix that entered caught his eye. He nodded his head for a moment.. and then started to approach her.

(sorry for short posts, hard to think of replies XD)

[Pawzee]

(Ack! Slow down guys- I have no Internet access here @ my regular house & I'm on my mom's phone. Also, Lana's about 11 in dog mentality)

Lana eyed the Doberman mix carefully- something about her bothered the young Dalmatian. She looked like she could be related to her friend Rubee in some way, but she wasn't sure. Might as well venture out and ask.
"An' who might ye be?" she asked, head tilting to the side a little.

[Angel]

Irina nodded in response to Trigger, but decided to let Brenna speak for herself. Which she did.

"The name's Brenna." she replied, turning to look at the other pups. Most of them were younger than her, which suited the doberman-cross just fine. Perhaps some of them were her cousins, but that was of little concern to her. Approaching the only other familiar face here, the older girl ruffled Irina's 'hair' with one paw in an unusual display of affection.

[Paws]

"Aye, nice ta meet 'cha," Lana said, a bit absentmindedly as she surveyed the area. "Looks like 'ere headin' tha' way." She pointed in a forwards direction with her forepaw, leading towards a path.
"Come on nae, ya don't wan'na get left behind!" Lana called, wriggling herself up to the front of the group.