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The day was quite humid as the tall muscular brute realized this by being greeted by the rushing of the hot air. Noy even 10 minutes later did he start panting as the hot air reached his fur and insides. His ripped ears seemed to be more alert than usually, sense he was exposed on the open road. He wondered into a territory without thinking only drawn to a good meal that's tender and warm instead of cold wasted rotten garbage. His pawd left soft thuds and clanks of his nails with each step amoungst the ground. His heavy thick body moving with his movements, being quiet was best but he knew he was taking a huge risk. He had spotted a deer less than a mile situating himself in an area, and waited it out by a small cars shadow. Seeing the deer in closer range he looked from afar peaking from the sides of cars as he crept back up looking. He than finally chased it down ripping into its side with his long strong fangs and lock jaw he inherited. Though it got away just like that he lost gripping and tripped. This wasn't the first he lost his kill, he grumbled before shaking his fur. He licked most of his scraps unaware what was coming his way. As of he moved slumping behind a car once more in the shadow.

Tank had been out creeping through the shaded areas in the midday sun. His nose was in the air and soon it caught the scent of blood. Within moments the deer was bounding towards him. A sly grin curled onto Tank's lips. The bulky dog rushed forward get the kill shot on the deer's throat and ripping it out. The small beast fell to the ground and he dug into the meal. He was unaware of the oncoming loner in his territory.

The loner known as Tyson quickly took note of the deer he had injured was takin down. His eyes scanned the area finally catching scent of a pack dog. He kept quiet sneaking by the cars, finally his shadows started to show from the sun rays that reached him. He came to a stop watching a pit from behind the car. He started to drool as his panting tongue hanged loosely from his mouth and soon drool slipped from hos maw. He quickly without realizing how hungry he was till now. He lips cringed back into a growl as he let the grumble reach through his mouth into the hot air. His tail held high as he let out this raspy deep growl , his aggression kicking in as his eyes focused on the kill at the moment.

Tank had already started eating when he heard the growl. He looked up and smirked. "You could have just asked for a bit ya know? C'mere." He snarled and raised his own tail. His eyes dead set on the loner. At least he wasn't from Downtown Pack.

The bi-colored male stared blankly as he was confronted back his tongue still hanged loosely, but before he knew it his laws did the talking. He came closer yet he stayed at a good distance his lips still rearing back warning the male. He wasn't sure to trust this pack dog or not. His bobbed tail was still and still held high not giving back under the pressure of this tense moment.

Tank laughed to himself and sat on his haunches. His eyes studied the newcomer. He waited a few minutes before tearing into the deer again. Blood and slime dripped from his heavyset jaws. His teeth gleamed a deep crimson in the sunlight. "Name's Tank. And who are you?"

Tyson's jaw finally shut without baring his teeth as he watch the male rip into the preys hide. He stared at a moments time before the drool trickled from his mouth. He let out his deep raspy voice in a repliance,"my name is Tyson , its nice to meet you" though he wasn't in a satisfing mood to be teased with exspecially how this male seems to taunt him with food. Yet Tyson wasn't that dumb to try amd fight some dog and get the rest of his pack mates on his tail from this incident.

Tank dipped his nose. "Nice to meet ya." He smirked and went back to feasting on the deer. His eyes focused on the other male. He could never be too sure of a strike. So many wanted to overthrow him after all.

He gazed at the smirking male noting his teasing manner started to get to him. Yet he just shook it off and sat down than laid down. He panted as he closed his eyes the sun beating down hard. He wasn't sure how to speak or talk to this male he wasn't really a talker at times.

After finishing the rest of what he want Tank looked at the male. "So, what brings you here? Sorry I caught your deer. It was... there's so little food around and sometimes I need to eat for just myself. Ya know?" He laughed softly as he tried to make conversation.

He moved hia large maw in the direction of the speaking male and gave a small sigh as he he spoke back in a reply ,"I've just arrived around these parts before I was far more away from here. But I figured that I could find more food over here. Tracking where the darn things hop to. Though avoiding the pure ones seem to be a hassle of the sort. " as he than added on ," I geuss it's fine, everyone needs to eat looking at myself you can see I'm already well fed. So its no worries I understand." He said this sincerely as he let his eyes wonder about.

Tank laughed roughly. "That makes sense. I do know it's actually a bit safer here. No wolves or bears or cougars to get at ya! But the pure ones are definitely a hassle. At least you know that the packs can take care of them for you. I've certainly killed my fair share of the beasts."

"What exactly are you saying? That I should join one of the packs? In my in a way I have considered it but I won't fit in , I'll be easily left out because I was an outsider." He said this as he let his eyes stare off into the male's.

Tank sighed. "That's not exactly what I meant. If you stay in my territory I wouldn't let any of my pack attack you. But, if you were to join I would definitely make sure you get treated fairly." Tank smiled hopefully at the male. "I'm not one to think of the packs the way all of our members do. I think of them as protection more than anything. I mean I am friends with Moses." He gently nudged Tyson's cheek.

Tyson stared at thos male abit wearily as he gave a sigh," well I just might take this into consideration" he thought for a moments time before being nudged in the cheek he looked at him before sighing once more," I guess I could join but you better keep that promise of me being treated fairly" he said staring at him.

Tank grinned. "Well of course. I'm not one to lie about that kind of thing." He sat just looking at the male. "You're pretty damn muscular I must say. Lots of fur around that neck." Tank chuckled as he tried to make conversation.

He was abit warily about this but he took trust to males word he spoke,"well the genetics in my blood from the shar pei seem to show up the most in different partd on me, other than that I have a few strong active breeds in my blood line, what about ypu exactly?

Tank shrugged and slumped to the ground. "Just a pitbull. At least I remember my mother saying that once. She was definitely a pit and said my dad was too." He let out a loud yawn. "What about the tail?"

"That's still a very powerful breed" he said with a smile and looked to his tail,"like my ears , my tail they were ripped my tail was the first to go when I was a pup considering it had gotten infected by a wound so my father had the bright idea to chew it off , my ears were ripped when I was surrounded in a dog fight." He said as he crossed his paws when he laid down.

Tank nodded. "I would have thought a human cropped them. I lucked out, my first owner never got the chance and my second was a kinder man." He sighed thinking back to the old friend. "So you knew your father?"

"Honestly with my ears cropped I get water in them so easily and its a bother some" he said with a sigh as he spoke again,"my father was a dead beat stray that took care of me but as I got older I took care of him , my mother died when I was about 3 months old so I barely knew her well as for my siblings they died from diseases that's what I was told anyways" Tyson said as he gave a small yawn.

"Heh. Sounds like everyone has a depressing back story. I know that all my siblings are dead except maybe one. Some stupid human pulled me away from my mother and put me into dog fights. That's why I have so many scars." Tank stretched out his front legs.

Tyson looked at him wi th a smile,"that's what makes us stronger, I was going to ask about those scars, it seems were all used for sports one way or the other." He said thinking to himself human entertain ment.

"Guess you're right about that." Tank snickered quietly. "You're alright, Tyson. I like you." He grinned and winked at the heavy male. His eyes closed and he just soaked up the sunlight.

Tyson smiled as he let his head drift on the open air where he laid as he closed his eyes before taking a huff,"so I was wondering if I could join now perhaps? " he asked as he opened his eyes again slowly looking at tank.

"Sure. Follow me." Tank heaved himself to his feet. With a gruff yawn he trotted towards the old church. "I'm surprised you actually said yes. So many dogs are overly set in their ways."

"I'm tired of being by my self and its about time that I should forget the past" he said as he moved his body up again and followed Tank , though he was surprised the male offered to take him in. "I also want to thank you , for taking me in for this I give you my complete loyalty to you" he said as he continued to follow.

Tank smiled and lightly wagged his tail. He really liked this dog for some reason. More so than he probably should. "Just don't stab me in the back and we'll be good." He began to run back to the church happily.

Tyson smiled ,"you have my word" the male smiled as he followed tank to where every he was taking him to. He made sure not to fall behind.

Tank slowed as they reached the encampment. "Here we are. This is where the pack stays." He slumped inside and crawled onto a shaded bench.

Tyson was satified anywhere he had stayed it was better than a trash pile in which he usually stayed in. "Not to shabby , I mean its better than where I stayed" he chuckled as he sniffed around,"I was wondering how many are ther of you guys?" He asked looking at him.

"Quite a few of us. The numbers are still growing." Tank sighed loudly. "We are pretty strong, though. I can asure you of that." Tank looked at Tyson again.

"Hmmm......I was wondering what could I do to help you, even though I've only been here for only abit, what would it take to be given a rank?" He asked as he sat near him before laying down. After all he did want to prove hos loyalty to the male as well did he respect his ranking.

Tank shrugged. "You can be what you want. Scout, protector, or even a healer if you're good enough. You'd probably be best as a protector but I'm not forcing you." Tank smiled at the mutt.

He gave a thought for a second as he spoke, "you know what protector sounds good" he said as he looked up a Tank from where he laid. He took a glance around taking in that he was in a new place and time to start over with a clean slate.

"Alright. If you want to find a place to set a pelt as you're own feel free. But if you don't want to you can just rest wherever." Tank sat up and looked at him.

"Hmm I think for now I'll just fi d somewhere like where I am to rest" he said continuing to lay where he sat.

Tank nodded. "Well I'm glad you decided to stay." He licked Tyson's nose before walking away.

Tyson gazed at tank before he took his leave when he was licked on the nose he wasn't sure shat to do he just laid and nodded as he watched hI'm pad off.

Description
The day was quite humid as the tall muscular brute realized this by being greeted by the rushing of the hot air. Noy even 10 minutes later did he start panting as the hot air reached his fur and insides. His ripped ears seemed to be more alert than usually, sense he was exposed on the open road. He wondered into a territory without thinking only drawn to a good meal that's tender and warm instead of cold wasted rotten garbage. His pawd left soft thuds and clanks of his nails with each step amoungst the ground. His heavy thick body moving with his movements, being quiet was best but he knew he was taking a huge risk. He had spotted a deer less than a mile situating himself in an area, and waited it out by a small cars shadow. Seeing the deer in closer range he looked from afar peaking from the sides of cars as he crept back up looking. He than finally chased it down ripping into its side with his long strong fangs and lock jaw he inherited. Though it got away just like that he lost gripping and tripped. This wasn't the first he lost his kill, he grumbled before shaking his fur. He licked most of his scraps unaware what was coming his way. As of he moved slumping behind a car once more in the shadow.

Tank had been out creeping through the shaded areas in the midday sun. His nose was in the air and soon it caught the scent of blood. Within moments the deer was bounding towards him. A sly grin curled onto Tank's lips. The bulky dog rushed forward get the kill shot on the deer's throat and ripping it out. The small beast fell to the ground and he dug into the meal. He was unaware of the oncoming loner in his territory.

The loner known as Tyson quickly took note of the deer he had injured was takin down. His eyes scanned the area finally catching scent of a pack dog. He kept quiet sneaking by the cars, finally his shadows started to show from the sun rays that reached him. He came to a stop watching a pit from behind the car. He started to drool as his panting tongue hanged loosely from his mouth and soon drool slipped from hos maw. He quickly without realizing how hungry he was till now. He lips cringed back into a growl as he let the grumble reach through his mouth into the hot air. His tail held high as he let out this raspy deep growl , his aggression kicking in as his eyes focused on the kill at the moment.

Tank had already started eating when he heard the growl. He looked up and smirked. "You could have just asked for a bit ya know? C'mere." He snarled and raised his own tail. His eyes dead set on the loner. At least he wasn't from Downtown Pack.

The bi-colored male stared blankly as he was confronted back his tongue still hanged loosely, but before he knew it his laws did the talking. He came closer yet he stayed at a good distance his lips still rearing back warning the male. He wasn't sure to trust this pack dog or not. His bobbed tail was still and still held high not giving back under the pressure of this tense moment.

Tank laughed to himself and sat on his haunches. His eyes studied the newcomer. He waited a few minutes before tearing into the deer again. Blood and slime dripped from his heavyset jaws. His teeth gleamed a deep crimson in the sunlight. "Name's Tank. And who are you?"

Tyson's jaw finally shut without baring his teeth as he watch the male rip into the preys hide. He stared at a moments time before the drool trickled from his mouth. He let out his deep raspy voice in a repliance,"my name is Tyson , its nice to meet you" though he wasn't in a satisfing mood to be teased with exspecially how this male seems to taunt him with food. Yet Tyson wasn't that dumb to try amd fight some dog and get the rest of his pack mates on his tail from this incident.

Tank dipped his nose. "Nice to meet ya." He smirked and went back to feasting on the deer. His eyes focused on the other male. He could never be too sure of a strike. So many wanted to overthrow him after all.

He gazed at the smirking male noting his teasing manner started to get to him. Yet he just shook it off and sat down than laid down. He panted as he closed his eyes the sun beating down hard. He wasn't sure how to speak or talk to this male he wasn't really a talker at times.

After finishing the rest of what he want Tank looked at the male. "So, what brings you here? Sorry I caught your deer. It was... there's so little food around and sometimes I need to eat for just myself. Ya know?" He laughed softly as he tried to make conversation.

He moved hia large maw in the direction of the speaking male and gave a small sigh as he he spoke back in a reply ,"I've just arrived around these parts before I was far more away from here. But I figured that I could find more food over here. Tracking where the darn things hop to. Though avoiding the pure ones seem to be a hassle of the sort. " as he than added on ," I geuss it's fine, everyone needs to eat looking at myself you can see I'm already well fed. So its no worries I understand." He said this sincerely as he let his eyes wonder about.

Tank laughed roughly. "That makes sense. I do know it's actually a bit safer here. No wolves or bears or cougars to get at ya! But the pure ones are definitely a hassle. At least you know that the packs can take care of them for you. I've certainly killed my fair share of the beasts."

"What exactly are you saying? That I should join one of the packs? In my in a way I have considered it but I won't fit in , I'll be easily left out because I was an outsider." He said this as he let his eyes stare off into the male's.

Tank sighed. "That's not exactly what I meant. If you stay in my territory I wouldn't let any of my pack attack you. But, if you were to join I would definitely make sure you get treated fairly." Tank smiled hopefully at the male. "I'm not one to think of the packs the way all of our members do. I think of them as protection more than anything. I mean I am friends with Moses." He gently nudged Tyson's cheek.

Tyson stared at thos male abit wearily as he gave a sigh," well I just might take this into consideration" he thought for a moments time before being nudged in the cheek he looked at him before sighing once more," I guess I could join but you better keep that promise of me being treated fairly" he said staring at him.

Tank grinned. "Well of course. I'm not one to lie about that kind of thing." He sat just looking at the male. "You're pretty damn muscular I must say. Lots of fur around that neck." Tank chuckled as he tried to make conversation.

He was abit warily about this but he took trust to males word he spoke,"well the genetics in my blood from the shar pei seem to show up the most in different partd on me, other than that I have a few strong active breeds in my blood line, what about ypu exactly?

Tank shrugged and slumped to the ground. "Just a pitbull. At least I remember my mother saying that once. She was definitely a pit and said my dad was too." He let out a loud yawn. "What about the tail?"

"That's still a very powerful breed" he said with a smile and looked to his tail,"like my ears , my tail they were ripped my tail was the first to go when I was a pup considering it had gotten infected by a wound so my father had the bright idea to chew it off , my ears were ripped when I was surrounded in a dog fight." He said as he crossed his paws when he laid down.

Tank nodded. "I would have thought a human cropped them. I lucked out, my first owner never got the chance and my second was a kinder man." He sighed thinking back to the old friend. "So you knew your father?"

"Honestly with my ears cropped I get water in them so easily and its a bother some" he said with a sigh as he spoke again,"my father was a dead beat stray that took care of me but as I got older I took care of him , my mother died when I was about 3 months old so I barely knew her well as for my siblings they died from diseases that's what I was told anyways" Tyson said as he gave a small yawn.

"Heh. Sounds like everyone has a depressing back story. I know that all my siblings are dead except maybe one. Some stupid human pulled me away from my mother and put me into dog fights. That's why I have so many scars." Tank stretched out his front legs.

Tyson looked at him wi th a smile,"that's what makes us stronger, I was going to ask about those scars, it seems were all used for sports one way or the other." He said thinking to himself human entertain ment.

"Guess you're right about that." Tank snickered quietly. "You're alright, Tyson. I like you." He grinned and winked at the heavy male. His eyes closed and he just soaked up the sunlight.

Tyson smiled as he let his head drift on the open air where he laid as he closed his eyes before taking a huff,"so I was wondering if I could join now perhaps? " he asked as he opened his eyes again slowly looking at tank.

"Sure. Follow me." Tank heaved himself to his feet. With a gruff yawn he trotted towards the old church. "I'm surprised you actually said yes. So many dogs are overly set in their ways."

"I'm tired of being by my self and its about time that I should forget the past" he said as he moved his body up again and followed Tank , though he was surprised the male offered to take him in. "I also want to thank you , for taking me in for this I give you my complete loyalty to you" he said as he continued to follow.

Tank smiled and lightly wagged his tail. He really liked this dog for some reason. More so than he probably should. "Just don't stab me in the back and we'll be good." He began to run back to the church happily.

Tyson smiled ,"you have my word" the male smiled as he followed tank to where every he was taking him to. He made sure not to fall behind.

Tank slowed as they reached the encampment. "Here we are. This is where the pack stays." He slumped inside and crawled onto a shaded bench.

Tyson was satified anywhere he had stayed it was better than a trash pile in which he usually stayed in. "Not to shabby , I mean its better than where I stayed" he chuckled as he sniffed around,"I was wondering how many are ther of you guys?" He asked looking at him.

"Quite a few of us. The numbers are still growing." Tank sighed loudly. "We are pretty strong, though. I can asure you of that." Tank looked at Tyson again.

"Hmmm......I was wondering what could I do to help you, even though I've only been here for only abit, what would it take to be given a rank?" He asked as he sat near him before laying down. After all he did want to prove hos loyalty to the male as well did he respect his ranking.

Tank shrugged. "You can be what you want. Scout, protector, or even a healer if you're good enough. You'd probably be best as a protector but I'm not forcing you." Tank smiled at the mutt.

He gave a thought for a second as he spoke, "you know what protector sounds good" he said as he looked up a Tank from where he laid. He took a glance around taking in that he was in a new place and time to start over with a clean slate.

"Alright. If you want to find a place to set a pelt as you're own feel free. But if you don't want to you can just rest wherever." Tank sat up and looked at him.

"Hmm I think for now I'll just fi d somewhere like where I am to rest" he said continuing to lay where he sat.

Tank nodded. "Well I'm glad you decided to stay." He licked Tyson's nose before walking away.

Tyson gazed at tank before he took his leave when he was licked on the nose he wasn't sure shat to do he just laid and nodded as he watched hI'm pad off.