Kyson

The large white dog walked along, his tail resting down below his legs. His mind was on things. Like the fact that his human had took him and his sister here, without even asking. They usually did what he wanted, or Babydoll but all their protest wasn't enough, so he decided to run away. His ice blue eyes scanned everyone and thing. He figured the man with the metal things hadn't gotten him yet because he had on a collar. But he knew he couldn't just prance around like he had no cares or worries. He didn't want to meet none of the dogs his human introduced him too. He wanted his old play mates. Kyson was p!ssed. Though his eyes didn't show it. He looked friendly and inviting. His body lanuage said something entirely different.

myth

It was cold out but today this dog didn't have a care in the world. Her tail was held level with her hindquarters, her head lifted so her eyes could take in the surroundings. Her owner, Ashlin probably wouldn't approve of her just wandering about down town like this, but so far so good. It's not like she wanted to get her owner in trouble, but she had always been free to roam back on the ranch they previously lived on before they moved here. Now, well, there wasn't much to see here but a few buildings and a ton of humans, maybe a few too many.
The black and white Border Collie wore a silvery collar around her neck, a couple license dangled from the small metal hoop, jingling with each step she took down the street. Her gray-blue eyes washed over the area, and that's what caused her to notice the other dog. A stray maybe? Tail waving with the slightest of motions, she started towards him. A light 'woof' was emitted from her opened jaws as she watched him from a couple yards away.

Kyson

The dog heard the bark as he looked up. He didn't quite see where it had came from right away but quickly spotted the collie. His natural nature was taking over and his evil wanna be mood was dissappearing. He was trying with everything to hold on to it. He gave her a quick bark back as he padded towards her moving around people doing his best not to trip them. His tail rose up as he had walked. He gave the obviously female dog a look over then a sniff. His tail wagged softly from side to side. Maybe the town wouldn't be soooo bad. His lightly colored eyes were just as happy as his tail. Kyson didn't want to be the first one to speak. He knew he could be a little oddball at times and refused to be the one to ruin something.

myth

Myth looked at him, watching carefully just in case he tried anything. She knew how such canines could be. She tried to look at his neck without seemingly staring at him, but could see no collar. She couldn't smell immediate human either. She sniffed the air some more, taking it all in, before calmly sitting back on her sleek haunches. She studied him curiously for a moment. "Hello. I haven't seen you around the down town streets," She tilted her head. "My name's Myth." she said, her tail giving a bit more of a wag than before. It wasn't all too often she had a civilized conversation with another canine. She'de had some run ins, she would have to admit.

Kyson

He sat down also, but out of the way of the humans. He seen her eyes look to where his collar was suppose to be,

"I called myself running away. I'm new here, so this is my way of getting back at my human"

He barked laughing at how childish is sounded when he actually said it. His tagged wagged slowly from side to side, side to side. Myth thats a very interesting name,

"My names Kyson, nice to meet you Myth. So how long have you lived here?"

He asked glancing up as some body tossed a piece of their sandwich at him, he looked at the food and gowled to himself. Did he really look like that much of a stray.

myth

Myth simply watched as the piece of sandwich suddenly fell into her view. Her head tilted again at that. She herself would never eat such a handout. No matter how good it may seem.
"Ah." she said when he spoke of getting back at his human. She wanted to question about what went on, but decided against it. Might not work out too well. "I've lived here for a couple years, about." she answered. "Nice place, I guess..." You could tell in her eyes that it probably wasn't all truthful. She really didn't find it very enjoyable here.

Kyson

He picked up on how she felt about the place. She lied. He cocked his head at her,

"If you don't like it here, why not say so. Who am i going to tell?"

He barked trying to break whatever wall was up. He wasn't that much of a rumor spreading guy. Whatever was whoevers business and not his. He was getting annoyed by just looking at the little mangled piece of sandwich. He picked it up in his mouth and with a flick of his head it flew into the air. Something he learned to do very well with tennis balls. His white coat ruffled a bit by the breeze and he stuck his nose in the air taking in everything it carried with it.

myth

Myth sat there and soon realized that he caught her in her 'little' lie. Ah well, maybe it was better if she simply told him that she wasn't too fond of the place. After all, for a canine, a place like this could be bad for one's health. Probably even humans, too. "I don't really care if anyone knows. I just like to keep myself thinking that, for my human." she replied, giving her head a brisk shivering motion to shake it off. She watched as he took the piece of sandwich from the ground and gave it a toss. She watched it curiously as it flew out of sight.

Kyson

He stood up and shook his coat out, he thought for a second,

"Why do you care what your human thinks?"

He barked as he soon streched. He needed a good run and maybe those little flavor things his human gave him,

"I just do whatever i do, my human still seems to want me. He never took me to that place with the bars that he calls the pup-palace. He took a dog there once, me and my sister were young. He kept the collar though"

He added wondering about the dog with issues.

myth

Myth looked at the other canine curiously and almost in disbelief. "I care what she thinks because she thinks well of me," she replied a bit gruffly, but then shrugged it off. She didn't quite understand how he wouldn't care, and then how his human wouldn't either. She couldn't imagine Ashlin ever not caring about what went on. She wanted what was best for her pet, you could say.

Her head tilted at his next words. "'Pup-palace?' Sounds, fancy." she said, raising a brow. Somehow, though, she felt it probably wasn't that great.