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[sosa]

to the world you may be one person;
Her white mitts danced into the sun, and into the field of Fruit. She ran full speed, never slowing down. She finally paced herself into a stop. She plopped onto the terrain below her, and lie on her back. Her paws were in the air, and her tail wagged below her. Sosa was in a good mood, that was for sure. Her tongue hung out of the side of her mouth as she looked at the clouds above her. How she wondered what it would be like to fly, to fly over the clouds into a new world. She noticed a bird fly across the scene. She smirked and barked to it, it didn't notice. Sosa rolled onto her side, watching into the distance. Nothing phased her, she was such a 'dumb dog'. Sosa lifted her muzzle high into the sky, and she picked of the whiff of grapefruit and oranges. They had an odd taste to her, but she liked it. She remembered tasting an orange peel out of a trach can once or twice. The white pit trotted to where the grapefruit and oranges were present. She jumped up with bliss and her tail snapped back and forth faster then before. Sosa placed her paws on the tree and went back and forth, hoping to knock down a few oranges. Sosa smiled whole-heartedly as she stared at the beautiful ripe fruit at her feet. She picked one up between her teeth and sunk her strong jaws into it. Sosa enjoyed her little citrus meal and waited exuberantly for a visitor.
but to one person you may be the w o r l d;

[Redd]

Redd padded through the belly-high grass. Well, he thought. This is interesting.

Before him was spread a field of trees. And not just any trees-- fruit trees. Unguarded fruit trees. They certainly didn't have those where Redd came from. Stretching his red-brown head to the sky, he breathed in deeply. All the human scents were old, and far over layed with the sweet smell of oranges and grapefruits. This was amazing. He could eat forever and a day.

At the base of a tree there was a fallen orange. Stepping high, he approached with interest. He had never actually had an orange before. He once tasted an apple core, but that was as far as his fruit experience went. Not one to be shy, he picked the this of the ground an crunched it between his jaws.

Instantly, a bitter taste clogged his mouth. Growling, Redd spat the orange back out. That was the most awful thing he'd ever had in his mouth. Ever. This included that one time with the peanut butter cucumbers... running his tongue around his mouth, he tried to get rid of the taste.

A piece of the peel had fallen off the orange. More tentatively this time, he gave the exposed center a lick-- and found it to be sweet and juicy. Well, he thought, red tail wagging. Looks like it really is the inside that counts.

He was about to eat more when the wind switched directions. The scent a female hit his nose. Pricking his ears, the coon hound looked over to see a white dog in the grass. He couldn't tell exact features, for the green blades reached high. With his usual confidence, he padded over.

"To what beautiful creature do I owe the honor?" he asked, paws flattening the grass as he moved toward her.

[sosa]

to the world you may be one person;
It was such a layed back day, she liked it. She sat down on the grass and licked her lips, to taste the last bits of juice that was on her lips. She grinned and then wagged her tail slowly, falling onto her back. Sosa bathed in the sun for a while. It felt awesome. The sun beat on her beautiful snow white pelt. She shut her eyes, and day-dreamed. Her calm moment was interupted by the sound of another. it wasn't a bad thing. She was quite happy actually. Sosa shifted her gaze to a male. A handsome male. He had a burnt red pelt that was gorgeous and deep brown eyes. She trotted over to him as he trotted towards her. "To what beautiful creature do I owe the honor?" She sucked up the words, and she licked her lips with satisfaction. She liked the way he talked. Then she smiled to him and then spoke. "Wow, do my eyes decieve me or is there a handsome brute before me?" She kept the smile on her expression as she looked over him. Sosa spoke again. "Anywho, I am Sosa." She said and dipped her head in polite greeting. She was definately one to be respectful to anyone she met.
but to one person you may be the w o r l d;

[Redd]

"Wow, do my eyes deceive me or is there a handsome brute before me?" Brute. Nice. Redd wagged his tail. Nobody had ever called him a brute before... well, called him a brute in a nice way, anyway. "Anywho, I am Sosa." That was a pretty name. The female was white, with a pinkish tinge around her face and paws. She wasn't beautiful, he amended. She was closer to... cute. Yes, that word suited her fine.

"They call me Redd. When they're not calling me handsome brute, anyway," he said, smiling and laying his ears back in a friendly manner.

[sosa]

to the world you may be one person;
She looked at him curiously as he listened to her speak. She looked around with boredom then she rested her eyes back on him. Yes, she had called him handsome brute, was that a bad thing? Since he didn't reply for a moment. She rolled her eyes, not to be noticed by him. Sosa listened as he spoke. "They call me Redd. When they're not calling me handsome brute, anyway," c.ocky? Perhaps. But she wasn't the one to come to conclusions too fast. She caught his smile, and returned her pit bull smile back to him. "Mmk. Redd." She said simply, to remember his name. This male was probably expecting a drop dead gorgeous female, for his eyes anyway. Well for her, she was expecting a prince charming. She guessed wrong. She laughed at her thought then returned a gaze to him, she still had on her friendly expression. She wasn't hiding anything. Just being herself. "Well, why have you come here? Its nice to have company. But were you here for my company?" She asked curiously, in a smooth sort of way, her pale blue eyes stared into his brown ones, but not threatening. She waited for his answer, maybe there was something really interesting about him, maybe he was a gang leader! She smiled at the thought, but wondered if it was true. She had longed to be apart of a gang, but Sosa then shook her head to reality, waiting his response patiently. Tail still beating the ground.
but to one person you may be the w o r l d;

[Redd]

The female's tail thumped the ground. Redd smiled. She was a sweetheart; she would be his first friend here. She spoke. "Well, why have you come here? It's nice to have company. But were you here for my company?" Redd looked proud-- a bit annoyingly so.

"I came to become the leader of the Citron Gang. And to meet the girl of my dreams, of course," he said self-importantly. His tone was flirting, but joking; he was simply aknowledging that they were of different sexes, not necessarily saying anything good or bad about Sosa herself. A slight breeze stirred his russet fur, and he looked into it gladly. Though he didn't have a heavy coat, it was very hot.

[Lady]

Lady sat in the shade of a fruit tree. As she ate the fruit next to her she closed her eyes. The smell of fruit filled her nose. Her eyes opened again. This is the life. No one to tell you what to do. Lady rolled onto her back and started to pant. It was so hot. She wanted to stay here forever in the shade. After awhile Lady got up shook her self and walked off.