[[daww, Saix should be a wolfhound. x3]]

Taxse took a step towards Nexin and gaze him a little nuzzle and lick on the top of his head before stepping back again and sitting down, curling her tail around her right side. She glanced down at her paws and flexed them, her nails testing the concrete beneath her for a moment. She chuckled lightly at the comment, her bright blue eyes lifting to catch his gaze again, of course, and you didn't miss me at all Nexin? I know someone who's been missing youuu~ she replied in a suggestive tone. The teasing was all in fun though. She knew Nexin didn't like to be teased, so she wouldn't bother him too much. She raised her head at the sound of her name though, easily catching sight of the fiery colored canine, ah, Axel. Surprise, surprise. We're just out and around, making friends, the usual of course. There was a slight sarcastic tone to her voice. Hah, as if these two needed any more friends.

Xigbar watched Axel pad away before turning back to look at Saix, tipping his head to the side with a crooked smile. He sighed after a moment, how's our favorite berserker doin'? No offense Tax! he barked the last comment over his shoulder. None taken! she replied curtly before turning back to the other two. She flicked her ears again and blinked for the first time since they'd arrived, it was more of a habit than a necessity at this point.

{{Well, im coming in. But i didnt read it all, just the firts couple of posts. Fuck reading three pages... so im just gonna assume i know whats going on k? :3}}

Toned frame easily maneuvered himself into the hole in the fence, but it stopped in its tracks when he saw all the canines that had beat him to the junkyard. The pitbull's thick skull tilted slightly, his bright green eyes scanned over each ones, a smirk tugging at his lips as he watched the female dog nearly biff it. He had half a mind to rip her a good one for that, but held his tongue.
Thats when he heard others approaching. one who teased the femme about her fall. A slight rumble escaped his throat. Silly mutt stole his idea... But he shrugged it off as Ripley slipped through the same hole, the black and red wolf followed Marx everywhere. ripley took his place besides marx, and sat.
Where are we? He asked, puzzled of his surroundings.
Marx chuckled. The junkyard, Rip-ster. But watch your mouth here, because this is where everyone can understand you. He warned his pet. Ripley had a tendancy to rip on people in other lands, because he knew they couldnt understand him. Though not too many animals i have met could out muscle the powerhouse sitting beside Marx, the boy didnt want his pet saying the wrong thing and fighting. Not here. Not with the dog catchers around.
Ripley snorted. I do what i want. I say what i want. None of these dogs intimidate me. The wolf snapped, his eyes scanning the dogs.
Marx sighed. Okay, well, just watch it. We dont need to bring the dog catchers here. Just come with me and try to control yourself, okay? He pleaded with the dog.
Ripley rolled his eyes. Fine.
Marx let out a smile of satisfaction and the two dogs padded up to the rest of them. Marx prayed that his wolf could keep his cool. Hey there peoples... He greeted, his skull tilted to look at the taller dogs.