Give a Dog a Bone

[Tucker]

(Open to Tramp,Copper, Benjamin, Dobson, Dante just to name a few)

Tucker's tongue hangs from the side of his mouth as he raced across the forest floor in hot pursuit of a rabbit that he had sniffed out, Tucker was far from a hound dog, so it was kinda pure luck that he had managed to scare up the rabbit. "Where are you?" Tucker grumbled, jogging to stop in a clearing his nose bumping the ground as he tries to pick up the scent again. His muzzle lifts from the ground looking ahead across the clearing puzzled. 

[Tramp]

Tramp made his way through the forest. He wasn't sure why he was he in the first place. But he liked to escape everyone once in awhile and have his own space. Suddenly he saw this mass of fur run by. Tramp leaped forward as the mass of fur suddenly screeched to a halt and Tramp growled and asked, "Who in the world are you?"

[Copper]

“Now, next time we find something, don’t just go jumping after it. Ya need ta be... dagnabbit Lucky, pay attention!” Copper barked, turning to look after the pup as he was distracted, again, by something or other. When the younger canine had come up to him and asked for a hunting lesson, Copper had been surprised; he’d taken notice that Lucky had started to watch him during his hunts around the camp, but he hadn’t realized the pup had taken such an interest. So, when the puppy had trotted up to him one day after he’d caught an African hare and demanded to be taught how to hunt, Copper had found he couldn’t refuse. The fact that Lucky didn’t really give him much choice in the matter didn’t help, but Copper really didn’t mind. He just wished he’d known it would be this hard when he agreed.

“Lucky,” he called again, trotting over to the spotted pup’s side, “you need to listen to me. You ain’t gonna learn nothin’ if you keep wandering off.” Over the course of the lesson, Copper had found himself looking back more and more on Chief’s teachings when he’d been learning himself. Copper just hoped that he hadn’t been quite as hardheaded as Lucky was, otherwise he was going to have to apologize to the ol’ timer the next time he saw him.

Copper opened his maw to speak once more when a rabbit suddenly darted out from the undergrowth and bounded past them and into another thicket. Copper’s head jerked around to watch the small animal’s furry tail disappear before turning back to look at Lucky, when he found the pup standing right where he’d left him he knew it hadn’t been him that time. Lifting his nose to the air Copper took in a series of breaths, sifting through the various scents that surrounded them before he picked out the smell of another dog. “Huh?” one long ear lifted slightly as a look of confusion crossed the hound’s face. He hadn’t known there were any other dogs out here, besides himself and Lucky anyway. Giving a nod to the pup in a motion to follow him, Copper wandered out of the brush and into the small clearing where the scent had been coming from. It didn’t take him long to spot Tucker’s form as he walked across the clearing with his nose to the ground, apparently looking for the rabbit that had just raced past. A moment later and another dog jumped from the undergrowth and started growling at the first one. Copper moved to place himself in front of Lucky to keep the pup from harm's way.

For the time being Copper decided to just sit by and watch, if things started to look like they’d turn ugly he would take Lucky and leave to continue their lesson elsewhere. Besides, he was still sore from the fight just a few days prior, and he didn’t really feel like getting into trouble so soon afterward.

[Tucker]

“Tramp?” Tucker steps back a pace as the scruffy mutt asked who he was. “I’m Tucker, I was at the pound with your boy.” He explained, tail wagging. “I’ve never seen anyone dare take on Reggie head on” he shook his head almost awestruck. “I just wished I could of done something to helped you out back then” his brow furrowed. “I was once a K9 cop once, Reggie was one of my frequent complaint calls, along with the junkyard dog pack” Tucker sniffed the air suddenly picking up some new scents he glanced around trying to figure out if they were being watched.

“How’s Lady?” He asked, returning his gaze to the once stray dog.

[Tramp]

Tramp blinked, trying to remember. Then he remembered. "It's fine," he muttered. Then Tucker asked about Lady. Tramp immediately replied, "She's fine," His gaze then returned to Tucker. "How have you been?" He felt it necessary to spark up a conversation.

[Tucker]

“Good, that’s good” Tucker nodded, happy to hear. “I’ve been good. Been searching for my master before the war started once I escaped from the pound. Upon hearing the war I joined up hoping they could help me” he frowned, glancing at his paws. “You? Why did you join this war?”

[Tramp]

Tramp looked away. "I don't want to talk about it," he said, not looking at him. He wasn't going to.

[Tucker]

Tucker frowned, giving the other canine a worried look. “Your son is safe, right?” Had something happened to the boy? Was that the reason the former stray joined up?. Tucker didn’t want to think of the young pup dying or dead after how he took on Reggie he wouldn’t think twice of joining the war. From what Tucker saw of Scamp he knew the young mutt was wild and reckless.

[Lucky]

Mar 5, 2018 0:27:30 GMT Copper said:

“Now, next time we find something, don’t just go jumping after it. Ya need ta be... dagnabbit Lucky, pay attention!” Copper barked, turning to look after the pup as he was distracted, again, by something or other. When the younger canine had come up to him and asked for a hunting lesson, Copper had been surprised; he’d taken notice that Lucky had started to watch him during his hunts around the camp, but he hadn’t realized the pup had taken such an interest. So, when the puppy had trotted up to him one day after he’d caught an African hare and demanded to be taught how to hunt, Copper had found he couldn’t refuse. The fact that Lucky didn’t really give him much choice in the matter didn’t help, but Copper really didn’t mind. He just wished he’d known it would be this hard when he agreed.

“Lucky,” he called again, trotting over to the spotted pup’s side, “you need to listen to me. You ain’t gonna learn nothin’ if you keep wandering off.” Over the course of the lesson, Copper had found himself looking back more and more on Chief’s teachings when he’d been learning himself. Copper just hoped that he hadn’t been quite as hardheaded as Lucky was, otherwise he was going to have to apologize to the ol’ timer the next time he saw him.

Copper opened his maw to speak once more when a rabbit suddenly darted out from the undergrowth and bounded past them and into another thicket. Copper’s head jerked around to watch the small animal’s furry tail disappear before turning back to look at Lucky, when he found the pup standing right where he’d left him he knew it hadn’t been him that time. Lifting his nose to the air Copper took in a series of breaths, sifting through the various scents that surrounded them before he picked out the smell of another dog. “Huh?” one long ear lifted slightly as a look of confusion crossed the hound’s face. He hadn’t known there were any other dogs out here, besides himself and Lucky anyway. Giving a nod to the pup in a motion to follow him, Copper wandered out of the brush and into the small clearing where the scent had been coming from. It didn’t take him long to spot Tucker’s form as he walked across the clearing with his nose to the ground, apparently looking for the rabbit that had just raced past. A moment later and another dog jumped from the undergrowth and started growling at the first one. Copper moved to place himself in front of Lucky to keep the pup from harm's way.

For the time being Copper decided to just sit by and watch, if things started to look like they’d turn ugly he would take Lucky and leave to continue their lesson elsewhere. Besides, he was still sore from the fight just a few days prior, and he didn’t really feel like getting into trouble so soon afterward.

"Lucky, you need to listen to me. You ain't gonna learn nothin' if you keep wandering off."
"Well it's not my fault you can't keep up!" Lucky retorted immediately, sitting down in a huff. He knew he'd scented a rabbit just moments ago, he just KNEW it. And just moments later, that theory was proven correct when a rabbit ran by into the brush. He'd jumped up, wanting to go after it immediately, but Copper had told him to stay put so he just restrained himself from moving. Barely.
Again, the pup plopped moodily onto his haunches, wearing a sulky expression. "I told you I smelled a rabbit! Why can't we go after that one?!" The pup mostly ignored the rambling between the adults. He really didn't care much one way or the other, not when there was a rabbit on the loose. His puppy instincts were screaming at him to run after it. And he didn't need protection from Copper, dang it. An aspiring hero like himself could certainly handle a little danger. Wasn't he the one who foiled Cruella's schemes after all? 

"C'mon Copper, let's go!" He urged, nudging Copper's leg. "Forget about those guys!"

[Tramp]

Tramp nodded at Tucker. "Yes, he's fine," Tramp smiled a bit at Tucker's worriedness. It warmed his heart. He then quickly looked away. "It's not that." he gave a sigh and didn't continue.