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Joe sat back down, tilting his head. The look on her face... Did she actually understand him? He waited several seconds before answering, but very scarcely did so. "Can you understand us?" He murred and discontinued wagging his tail, very quietly waiting for any kind of response.

I stared, my eyes unseeing. She could understand? Oh gosh! What was this world coming too!!??" I sighed, this is just crazy, I was having a bad dream, I swear I was having a bad dream! I scooted closer and listened.

[How does a Dog bite it's lip? XDD]

(very carefully, dear Garfy.)

[XD]

(is it storm's turn?)

(No clue. I'm too lazy to check. X3 )

(Gosh garfy! XD jking.)

(It was a very long, horrible night. I am feeling very tired and lazy. :P )

(Woops, sorry, so used to RPing humans *Shame*)

(lolz dani. Ah I see, garfy. Where is storm, RAWR!)

(lolz, I feel like that a lot Garf.. You're not alone :P)

(should i go? Srry ive been sick and such so i couldn't come on)

(Yeah. Oh sorry to hear that dude. I'm been sick myself lately as well.)

(k. oh thanx. I hope u feel better)

"yes...i can understand...i don't know how and i don't know why...but i can."

Jazz was bewildered. She looked around to see a dog that looked something like her sister.

"Um, this is so weird tlking to you...but have you seen my sister?"

(wait, are you talkin' to my girl??)

(to all of u}

(Thanks Storm!)

Ginger slowly walked up to her with curiosity sparkling on her eyes and started to sniff her involuntarily. Once Ginger had met her satisfactory of sniffing she walked a few steps away from Jazz.

"Well that depends, who's your sister?"

I found myself walking up to the girl and sniffing around her ankles, dogs were odd that way, sniff sniff sniff, I knew it sometimes got annoying to me when my toy yorkie would jump all over me when I got home and cling to m leg smelling every inch of it, not only was it annoying to have him and his little tinkling bells (that are on this collar and make noise whenever he walks) following me around, but it tickled too. I looked up at the girl and kept silent.

Joe nodded at the white and golden dog. "I second that. What does she look like?" He pulled his ears back and waited for a response. He was unsure whether or not he could remember any dogs beside these ones... but certainly he could try and help.

(whose turn?)

(I think.. yours?)

Name: Saralin Jaylin Sashal
Gender: Femal
Age: 17
Height: 5'7
Nationality: Latin american
Personality:Im the reble, im the one who always gets in trouble, who everyone talks about behinde my back. But thats cause nobody knows me. If they did, they'd see a smart girl just really in need of a friend. Look at my grades, they are all straight a's. Even if i did have to hack the comp for some of em...
Likes:Boys, books, art.
Dislikes: Her sister, crowds, preps, and pink.
History: When i was about 16, my sister ran away from home. She came back 6 months later, to find my parents and i gone. My parents had died, being killed in coldblood bye a burgler. I had gone off to try and find my sister. At the time I was at school, but i came back to find jazz in the living room, crying. She got up and ran to hug me. But i didn't let her. I had been living at my aunts house.

Eye Color:Electric Blue
Hair Color/Style/Length: bleach blond/almost white with black highlights/sidebangs/short
Skin Tone:tan
Height(As Dog):3'7
Color(As dog):Black
Breed(As Dog):Huskie
Weight(As dog):80
Photo(As Dog): will post later

(p.s i updated jazzes form)

[Awesome. But can you post?..]