Da Dack Attack

[Dack]

paws slipped and slid on the luminum floor as he made his way into the building. a smirk of pleasure played across his maw as he thought of what was soon to come in his life. orbs scanned every inch as he stepped closer and closer...nails flicking with clicks of joy. silver tints played in his eyes of green emeralds. things came into his mind as he saw the broken down fountain that was still spurting water. this terrain would give them many things to care about. smiling with joy he sat near what was the lobbies front desk. dack was his name and he was only wanting to get a better look at life. a growl formed in his stomach and crawled up his throat as he wanered the others that would soon come to take it from him. eyes formed into capsules as the tints flung out at the others. black saddle stayed for the mishcief as creamy golden fur wafted out and greeted the others. a bark fled up into his throat as he sag the notes that came to him. Dack was his name and he proumed to make a claim on this land. this radio station he had had in thought would make a great surrounding for a pack...there was water.....and there was food. smirking he set out a howl that told other that this land now belonged to him and his alpha bitch who he had not found yet. it also told of anyone who wanted to join they mst take him into consideration...and they must be submissive....but only for the first time...because after itsjust one happy family. others may think that this was odd a for him to claim. he used to be an owned one and he had loved his family until they got in the accident that happened to all of New York.wafting away the thoughts he gave himself he lay on the sofa. you just got....Da Dack Attack.

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Land Name: KNOB Radio Center

Description:

The KNOB Radio Station is in the center of an alley way which leads into the not so wild streets of New York. It has a propped open door which was soon later riped of the hinges in the snow storm of 78'. The lobby is filled with chairs with plush cushions and a large fountain places itself in the middle of the room. Front desk in nothing but a desk except that it is the leads favorite place for pack meetings. Upstairs there are offices and Radio station set ups with microphones...the whole shibang. Most dogs hang around upstairs because it has heating and conditioned air...which does not work that well anymore. Rats freely rome the building unless one is seen in the open for it will be soon be killed and eaten. Also...sometimes...walls will crash and tiles with snap for the building was beaten up from the incident that had happened. Any dog of Nuetral or Dark is welcome here for Dack is a true sweethart unless you get on his pissy side.


Leads:

Lead Male: Dack
Lead Bitch: None

Beta: None
Beta Bitch: None

Omega: None
Omega Bitch: None

Pups: None

Officars: None

Advisors: None

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