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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern sauntered onto the wooden deck slowly, her mind drifting in and out. Yawning a little, the Catahoula slipped into the Station, picking a spot in the corner under the dusty window where it was dark and if you were looking at her laying there, all you would see is her amber eyes glowing in the darkness. Padding towards her selected spot, dust arose all around her but she didn't cough. Laying in the shadowy spot, Tavern rested her black and gray head on her same colored paws. Soon, the glow of her eyes slipped away, as did she. Into the darkness of slumber. "speech goes here. speech goes here. speech goes here." .words. 104

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[atrb=background,http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/Katitlyn_the_cowgirl/wynnbody-1.jpg] It was getting rather dark as Wynn walked through the street. The six year old border collie was getting hungry. With her owners gone, there was nobody there to feed her and she had to get food for herself. Wynn had only been to town once or twice when her humans took her. She didn't know her way around, but she knew that there was food if you looked in the right places. So, she snuck out of her home and ventured out into town. The black border collie took over an hour and a half to even find her way to town, but after that she began to just wander. Her paws took her across the dusty paths, her white tipped tail staying low as she walked. Quite a few times, she lifted her nose to sniff around for food, but didn't smell anything. Now, it was getting dark. The sun was setting and Wynn still hadn't found anything. The very dry world around her was getting darker and Wynn didn't know which way home was. Perhaps she would just find a building to stay in for a while. If she was lucky, there would be food or something to drink. Letting her paws lead her forward and right, she stepped onto the wooden porch of a building. Her owners had never taken her here and so she knew nothing about where she was at. Swallowing, the old border collie ventured inside, though it was barely visible. As she turned around, she caught sight of two amber orbs - eyes. Wynn narrowed her own golden brown eyes, raising her tail in dominance as she would when she herded her human's sheep. "Who's there?" she called, her voice raspy and loud. If she was lucky, the creature wouldn't harm her.

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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern looked up from her slumber, lightly awoke by a simple call. Who's There. Lifting her head, she readjusted her head on the floor, then blinked before looking up at the Collie. "I'm Here." She replied with a hint of a growl. She wasn't fond of been woken, but atleast it wasn't a male. Stretching a little, she resumed her position of laying against the wall in the darkness, only her light amber eyes glowing from the faint light outside now.

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[atrb=background,http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/Katitlyn_the_cowgirl/wynnbody-1.jpg] Wynn's golden brown eyes stayed trained on the spot where the amber orbs glowed bright. "I'm here," the creature responded, telling Wynn that it was another dog. The border collie gave a raspy chuckle, taking a few steps towards the other dog, her white tipped tail waving happily behind her. "Well, why didn't you say so?" she barked happily, giving a goofy grin. "I'm Wynn, but my owners usually called me Wynnie. I don't really care what you call me." she told the other dog, letting her head swivel around to look at what was inside the building. In the dark, things weren't really that vivid and she only saw dull colored silhouettes of benches and a counter or two. The station was rather empty and abandoned, like the rest of the small town. "Is there any food around here? I'm starving." she barked to the other dog, not realizing at all that the dog might be grumpy from being awoken. These were the things that the six year old border collie did not care to think of. The friendly and outgoing dog was very blunt and talkative. She didn't much mind if the dog got grumpy. She would probably try to reason and then leave if things got bad. Sighing, the border collie rolled back onto her black and white toned haunches, her tail wagging against the ground as she pulled a white paw up to her muzzle. Very quickly, she let her pink tongue slip out of her mouth and lick it, biting it once to relieve an itch that was killing her. Wynn let her paw back down to the ground and gave the other dog a glance.

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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern grunted a little. "Wynn." She repeated, rolling the name around a little. When she mentioned owners, Tavern snorted a reply. "How do you stand them. . ." She muttered, then shrugged it off. She should be nice. The other did clearly was and Tavern had had her alone time for far too long. "I have a rabbit outside. Under the deck. Left side." She instructed Wynn with a small smile. Sitting up, she yawned. Shadows were her place of the moment and she wasn't ready to reveal herself just yet. A plus, her coat blended nicely with the darker shades in the first place.

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[atrb=background,http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/Katitlyn_the_cowgirl/wynnbody-1.jpg] Wynn heard the other dog repeat her name, which made the young border collie grin lightly. She thought about making a comment like "That's my name, don't wear it out!" but decided against it. Instead, she tilted her head as the other asked how she could stand her owners. "All seven of them." she told the other happily, raising her head happily. "A bunch of little ones. They kept bringing more little humans in... It was a crowded house, but I got to spend a lot of time outside working the sheep. And they fed me and kept me clean. They're not so bad." she dragged on, grinning as she thought of her humans. But they were gone now, which said something about how much they cared. Wynn tried not to think about it. When the other mentioned the rabbit, she nodded. "Thanks." she told her before turning and taking long strides out of the station. One of the steps on the wooden porch creaked as she stepped off of it, making her jump slightly before continuing on to the left side of the deck. With her average sized agile body, she slipped under the deck gracefully and grabbed the rabbit. It was well placed, but nothing could stop her nose from food right now. Grinning goofily to herself, she made her way back inside to the other dog. She sat in front of her, taking a bite of the rabbit and nodding another thanks. As she did so, she obseved the other. The dog was larger than her with ears that hung down instead of stood up. Her eyes were an amber color that stuck out in the darkness, but her coat of blacks, greys, and whites made her hide in the shadows. Needless to say, she was well camoflauged. Wynn took another bite, chewing messily.

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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern's eyes grew and her mouth gaped. "Seven? Oh my God. How do you keep up with them? Ugh." The Catahoula spat in disbelief. Shaking her head, she shuddered. "Seven." She repeated quietly, laying down to clear her mind. The thought of being touched by that many people scared her. "How did you do it? I mean, accept all the attention?" She asked, still stunned. The amount of people just hitched her breath. At the mention of the rabbit, she used the spare moment to calm down a little. After her moment, she decided to let her pelt show in the light versus the dark. Standing up slowly, she padded forwards, turned and laid down next to Wynn. Now her coat was in the light were you could see it. The black dominated the white and darker grey as it painted its way along her body. Next was the darker gray then her lighter base. White dotted here and there, giving it a little more color but nothing could drown the huge patches of black that made her melt into the dark spots of the station. Glancing at the rabbit, then at Wynn, she couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Hungry much?" The Catahoula asked with a grin.

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[atrb=background,http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/Katitlyn_the_cowgirl/wynnbody-1.jpg] Wynn couldn't help but grin at the other's shock. "They were little and didn't do much but sleep and poop." she paused, wrinkling her nose lightly. "That stuff was gross." she barked, remembering how stressed out her owners were for a while. "The sheep were a lot easier to handle. They did whatever I told them to." she grinned, thinking of her 'glory days'. Her owners loved her for the wonderful work she did with the sheep. However, only a few weeks ago they had herded them all up and left the town, just like the rest of the farmers near here. It was rather strange to Wynn, as she had never lived alone or fed herself. She was rather spoiled and had never met another dog until a few days ago. Sighing, she let the thoughts slip to the back of her mind as the other dog, whose name she still didn't know, commented on her sloppy eating. "Yes ma'am!" she replied loudly, giving a smile and glancing at the other dog. "Haven't eaten in a couple days. This is really good!" she grinned, taking another bite and licking her lips to clean them up a bit. "Where do you find rabbits, anyway?" she asked. Usually, she was fed table-scraps by her owners, but with them gone she would need to learn to fend for herself. She chuckled. "I'm turning seven soon and I've never fed myself." she gave a short snort of a laugh once more. "There's lots of things I've never done. Kind of pathetic, huh?" she asked, though she said it with a smile and didn't expect much of an answer. She was just talking to hear her own voice, pretty much, which had recently been the only voice she had to hear.

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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern shuddered. "Pooped and slept. Disgusting, clearly. I still don't see how you do it." She commented. After listening to Wynn for a moment, Tavern's ears perked at where you found them. She waited as the other canine whipped out a few more, then quirked a brow. "Seven and never fed yourself? Well. That is a must-change-immediately. If your humans don't have you anymore, they packed up and left. You are on your own now because no one is still around to feed you grilled chicken and let you like the grease off their fingers. Pathetic, I would say yes but don't like laying it down too harsh, though, yes."

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[atrb=background,http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/Katitlyn_the_cowgirl/wynnbody-1.jpg] Wynn took a sloppy bite of her rabbit, ripping into the meat and biting down hard onto a bone. She ran her tongue over her teeth, letting the pain creep away, before biting back down again to get more meat. She decided to say nothing to the other about her humans and dropped the subject completely, but she couldn't help but chuckle at the dog's next speech. "No one is around anymore to feed you grilled chicken and let you lick the grease off their fingers fingers," the other dog spoke. Wynn chuckled. That was a good one. At her remark of not wanting to lay it on too harsh, Wynn gave a wide, toothy grin and chuckled. "No, no, no," she told the other. "Harsh is good. Harsh makes ya listen. Harsh makes ya think!" she barked, thinking about her own harshness with the sheep. It was pathetic that she'd never fed herself and only ate her people's food. Now that her people were gone, she didn't have anything, so she had to fend for herself. She took another bite of the rabbit, finishing it up and then standing up. The black border collie took a few steps across the station's floors and jumped onto a bench, looking out the window. "I like harsh. I need harsh." she mumbled quietly, pausing for a second before turning back to the other and giving her a grin.

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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern shrugged. "I guess so. Its just I try not to around anyone I meet. You never know what you'll run into out here. . . ." Her last sentence was a growl but she shook it off. Rolling onto her side, she watched the black, white, and tan collie jump onto the bench and mumble something at the window. She was about to ask what she said but decided against it. Closing her eyes, she twitched a little to make herself comfortable. After a long moment, the Catahoula Leopard Dog opened one light amber eye to peer around the station. After all, the two were on pack territory. GILDA DEI LADRI to be more precise.

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[atrb=background,http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/Katitlyn_the_cowgirl/wynnbody-1.jpg] Wynn's golden brown eyes remained train on the black silhouette of the other dog before turning back to look outside the window. The dog's voice traveled to her ears, but she remained interested only in the outside world. The fiery red sun was setting, disappearing more and more with each minute, leaving the already abandoned town in a lonely darkness. Luckily for the border collie, she was here with another dog, who still hadn't revealed her name. She still had to make the long and rather miserable trip back home, but it would be alright. At least there she had a warm bed that her humans left behind. Her stomach was full and she would sleep peacefully tonight. Quickly, her thoughts shifted to what the other had said about not knowing what you'll run into. That was true. Never being socialized with other dogs until just recently, there were still a lot of things she didn't understand. She didn't understand why some were so mean, even when she was nice to them. She didn't understand the concept of love, which she had only heard of once a few days back. She didn't understand how a dog could live on their own. Wynn was still pretty clueless, and just nodded to the other dog. "You're right about that one!" she barked loudly, jumping down from the bench and walking at a fairly quick pace back to the other dog. "It's dark out." she stated, knowing it was an obvious sentence. "Are you staying here for the night? Because let me tell you, those benches are awfully uncomfortable."

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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern shrugged. "I am in fact. I can't really go anywhere else. I don't have a home to go back to in the first place. Also, the ground near the window is actually squishy in an odd way. Try it out." She replied calmly, as if it were an every day thing for her to say when she hadn't been staying for very long. Soon, though, she would have to go out and find something to eat. Soon.

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[atrb=background,http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/Katitlyn_the_cowgirl/wynnbody-1.jpg] Wynn watched the other shrug. The six year old border collie pulled up her right rear paw and began to itch her ear, shaking her fur quickly before turning back to the black silhouette of the larger dog. She raised one of her tan colored eyebrows as the other spoke, her golden brown orbs narrowing in the darkness. They didn't glow quite like her companion's did, but they were still visible in the decreasing light. "Oh no, no, no. You can't sleep here!" she barked towards her, shaking her head disapprovingly. The furry border collie turned to walk to the spot that she spoke of, plopping down onto the hard ground after doing two or three circles. It was a habit that she'd never really broken. As the dog had said, the floor was strangely softer here, probably because it was worn in and constantly used. The humans probably loved to stand by the window (her humans did) and this dog surely wasn't the first to have slept here. "If you'd be interested, I have a bed in my home. You can sleep there." she suggested, pushing herself up and turning to walk back to her new-found friend. "Or, if you don't like the idea of being inside of my human's den, they left lots of straw in the barn. You could sleep there, as well." she offered, her white tipped tail wagging quickly behind her. "If nothing else, there's a store right down the road that stores wool. That's where my humans took the sheep's wool. It's really comfy."

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[atrb=background,http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u388/Stellark-Photo/TavernTableBody.png] Tavern was about to reply when she mentioned about sleeping in a human den. Wrinkling her nose, she almost spoke again but kept quiet to listen. Her black and deep gray ears perked at the mention of a store down the road with wool. Wool. It would be comfy and plush to lay on. Mmmm. Her thoughts clouded her vision for a moment as she grinned at the idea. Pausing mid-thought, she looked up at Wynn. "Thanks." She barked, her tail giving a light thump against the hard wood flooring. Standing up, she was a good size. Twenty Four Inches at the shoulder, an inch taller then males in her breed. Stretching a little, she grinned down at the collie. "So, about this store. . . ."

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