Roleplaying

Clayton's wolf noticed Ceara's discomfort with him touching her and very quickly backed off. Sadly, that was right about the time when husky like wolf noticed her. He ran toward her but stopped short a few steps away. His mouth was open and he seemed to almost be smiling.

Clayton's wolf flinched but did not leave. He was not afraid of him, however Clayton was. It was rather annoying for him to have Clayton's thoughts and feelings in the back of his head. He was not scared of this wolf at all, in fact he had played with him before.

   

Ceara slowly turned to stare at Orca's wolf. She moved forward a bit, tugging at the lead as if to point out that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Even if she had been able to, she wasn't sure how she would fare being around such an active, enthusiastic wolf.

Inwardly, Maria chuckled at the idea, her budding interest in the three of them all interacting together prompting Ceara to experiment a bit with them. They both were curious, though Maria's curiosty usually got the better of them. Ceara was much more cautious.

Ceara made a small barking noise, tilting her head as she looked at the two wolves before her.

The wolf barked back in return, but it was louder and more excited. He went down into a playing possision like before and bounced back and forth, barking playfully as he did so.

Most wolves could identify the human behind each wolf and recall how their human thought of the person. Sometimes this caused some wolves to like each other very quickly while others disliked each other simply because of how their humans thought of each other.

Orca's wolf was not like that. He did everything he could to block out Orca's thoughts and judge people his own way. Afterall, Orca kinda had the same option on everyone anyway.

Ceara looked over at Clayton's wolf as if asking for help but without any expression. She liked Orca's wolf, that was definite, but that didn't make her any less overwhelmed by him. It was like being hit full on by a truck that she could see coming but couldn't back away from. She refused to shrink away from him, keeping the leash tight, but she really didn't want to be so close to something she wasn't sure of yet.

She sighed and turned to take the lead in her mouth and tug at it slightly before looking back at Orca's wolf, staring at him like he ought to have understood why she couldn't play back.

The wolf straightened and tilted his head, a little confused. He sniffed the chain then followed it down to the thick pole it was stuck to. He circled around the pole a few times. It was firmly stuck into the ground with cement and the pole was made of metal.

After a minute of looking it over, the wolf stood up on his hind legs and pushed on the pole. A regular wolf wouldn't have been able to pull off what he did, but he was a werewolf and therefore much stronger. The pole bend under his strenth and snapped, freeing Ceara.

If wolves could smile, Ceara would have - she really liked Orca's wolf. She began wrestling with the collar around her neck, hoping to pull it off and free herself from the chain and pole. If that was accomplished she really wouldn't have minded playing with this wolf.

In the back of her mind Maria was feeding her warnings - They might try to punish you, they might try to punish Orca's wolf, if they don't behave yourself and don't play too rough, remember, please, to be good, dear, we can't afford trouble from you - which Ceara took careful note of.

Orca's wolf was one of the stronger animals, thus the ability to brake the pole. He noticed Ceara's struggle to remove the collar and decided to aid her. He took hold of the collar in his jaws and pulled, tearing the leather apart and freeing the pure black wolf. Clayton's wolf also seemed pretty happy with Ceara's freedom, his tail wagged and he had the same wolfish smile on his face however he wasn't barking or trying to play with Ceara just yet.

At the moment the people watching the wolves did not notice Ceara's excape. They currently were watching how the pups reacted to a wolf coming up to them.

Ceara lowered herself, turning her head to see if they had been spotted. As soon as she was sure they hadn't been noticed, she barked softly at the two wolves and bounded off hoping to fall out of the line of sight of the humans.

This, though limited, was wonderful - she hadn't gotten the chance to run for months. Stretching her muscles was something she'd been dying to do. It hurt, almost painful enough to make her want to stop, but nothing could have put her down at that moment. A loud, billowy howl built itself up in her throat, but she swallwed it back down.

Orca's wolf barked happily before he gave chase. He was clearly blissfully unaware of the fact that he or Ceara could be punished for the excape. He bounded after her like an excited dog that had just spotted a squirrel.

Since the wolf was much bigger than Ceara and stronger he was able to run faster than her and catch up. He ran infront of her then turned around and barked again, jumping around. He had chased and play fought every full moon but it was the fact that Ceara was a new member of the very large pack that made it more exciting for him.

Ceara dropped and rolled onto her back, rubbing into the ground. She looked at Orca's wolf with an upside down perspective, watching him move around in his excited manner. It felt good to have someone nearby who had such a high amount of energy to share with others.

She rolled back up to her feet and stretched. She was about to fall into a playing position, but she realized that Clayton's wolf wasn't with them. Ceara stopped and began to look around, a mildly panicked Maria nudging at the back of her mind to go and find him.

Don't let him out of your sight! Maria hissed.

Clayton wasn't a very active person, nor did he have any need for exercise in his job. Sadly this lack of strength passed on to his wolf. The animal lagged behind but tried his best to keep up. When he got there he was panting much more than the other two. However he was determined to have a good time just like Orca's wolf and Ceara. He noticed Ceara's sudden panic and he looked around for the source. He was much smarter than Orca's wolf and was well aware of the fact that what they were doing was breaking the rules. After all it was difficult to ignore that fact when you had the thoughts of your human in the back of your mind panicking about punishments.

Ceara and Maria immediately relaxed upon seeing their friend. Ceara couldn't help but think that it was rather sad how out of shape he seemed to be in comparison to her and Orca's wolf, but all Maria could do was giggle at him, finding his lack of stamina amusing.

Ceara came up to Clayton's wolf, bobbed her nose at him, then circled around him before wagging her tail gently to show her relief at seeing him quite alright. Then she turned back to Orca's wolf, looking between the two of them before bouncing slightly back and forth between paws, happy to know that she had two friends she could rely on.

Orca's wolf instently reacted to Ceara's playful nature. He barked and jumped toward her. He reached out and bit at her then jumped back. He moved quickly, on his toes. The bite did not actually grap onto her at all and was purely playful. This wolf was happy go lucky most of the time. You had to really annoy him before he would do anything violent. Clayton's wolf did not join in on the wrestling. He was a little worried about Orca's wolf not showing any fear about breaking the pole and freeing Ceara. He was happy she was free, but he could not shake his worry and would keep looking over at the humans.

Ceara could care less - at that moment she was free to roam, and that was all that mattered. As long as no one was hurt, she was okay with breaking the rules, even if Maria seemed skittish about it.

Her reaction to the playful bite was to return the nip and then bounce away, tail wagging excitedly. She seemed to smile back at Orca's wolf, not completely able to do justice to his own expression. Then, with an excited huffing noise, she turned and ran off full speed for a short distance, coming to a quick stop with her front paws that turned her back around to face her two friends.

Finally the people in charge of keeping an eye on the wolves noticed Ceara's new found freedom. In they're defence, they were trying to handle a overly agressive pup and a way too curious adult.

They didn't have much of an idea on what to do. They could knock her out with a dart gun, but what would that do? None of them would enter the pen to go get her. One person sudested trying to lure her back with food. One man laughed.

"That'll work with dogs, but dispite how they look, these aint dogs. She'll know what we are doin'." He said. "She's doin' fine, let'er be."

 

Both wolves darted after her, however Clayton's lagged behind greatly. Sadly he just didn't have the muscle power to keep up with them. Expcially since both Orca and Maria were much more fit then Clayton.

The facility has walls lined with cells, each consisting of three concrete walls, a bare floor, a low ceiling and a wall of clear acryilic which faces the aisle and doubles as a door.

Presently, it's morning and the pound as just opened up for the day.

The world is such that is condones slavery-- of gifteds, werewolves, vampires and the like. The slave trade is a booming industry, making millionaires within months. Everyone has their own reasons for owning the creatures, some require extra help around the house, others see it as a way to display their wealth, and still others buy them just for the pleasure of breaking them.

As with all things, some people grow tired of their slaves. Now, selling them would take time and energy that some either don't have or are unwilling to waste it on a slave. That is where the 'pound' comes in. They take the discarded slaves, no questions asked and sell them for cheap.

The roleplay was made.

PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS PLOT WAS NOT MADE UP BY ME!

This roleplay as copied straight from another roleplay from a website called MaraPets. The person who made this roleplay is called Rainkit. Do not give me credit for this, as I did not think of it.

Also please note that I do not in anyway think that slavery is okay in real life!

You may join as a human, gifted, werewolf or vampire.

Humans are never slaves.

Please keep the number of humans and slaves around even, without both of them the roleplay doesn't work.

Don't make slaves with extreamly dangerous powers, they would have been killed, not sold as slaves.

The point of the roleplay is not to stay in the pound, humans should come in and buy slaves then take them home. It is the person who is controling the human's responsabilty to create a setting. For example a farmhouse, or a big expensive house.

Don't make masters who treat their slave's as equals, its over used and quite frankly, really boring.

You can make a slave who was born into slavery or has never spend a day of their lives as slaves, just make up a good reason why they were never caught.

 

A quick note on slave breeding. First off don't roleplay anyone doing the deed please!

Second, for werewolves they will give birth to a litter rather than a single child. This is because they cannot change from human to wolf while pregnate or they'll kill their children. Since full moon forces a change, they got to stay as a wolf 100% of the time while pregnate. The litter will be born as pups and will stay as pups until about a month or so until they can shift to their human form.