Camille

Camille
Live a Little Bit...

Camille trodded alongside a handler. Her silky black and white coat glimmered under the light. Camille's leather collar was bare with no identification tags. She felt alone but still her tail wagged wildly as people passed up coming in the other direction. Camille heard, "Sit and stay", murmered to her. Sit and stay; she was on a copper brown,thin leather leash. Camille slid her body into a sit and drawed her eyes against the scenery;not bad. Her eyes were wide and even though she was three she was unbelievably curious with the heart of puppies. In fact she was having purebred puppies;availible for AKC registration and such. Her long fluffly tail waved back and fourth like a banner with silky hairs stringing on to it that faded together in a puffy fur coat. Camille noticed the many large cages lining the wall. It looked almost like a rescue center; was it? Puppies toddled around in some of the cages and adult dogs hung around in the corners of others. One thing the many dog cages had in comman was that all their stats were posted on the chain links bordering the cages and limiting the human contact unless they asked some of the employees. Camille was lead into one of the cages by herself. The door was closed and her stats were pinned at the height of most people. They read the following stats.

A.K.C Registered name: C.C Cookie
Name:Camille
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Behavior: Extremly calm when needed but has so much energy to use whenever she needs it. An amazing agility dog and wonderful championship show dog.
Other: Pregnant Female; Purebred puppies availible for AKC and many other registration.

For More information such as price,pedigree, puppys' father pedigree, adoption aplication, closer interation and such please go to the employees.

Camille's eyes widened in sadness as she was left alone. Many people looked at her but wanted a puppy but didn't want to help Camille give birth to them but obviously she couldn't give birth here. She couldn't live here and watch puppies come and go; she couldn't watch her puppies go as she waited here for a loving home.

Sin .+. Dark

The two men moved into the store. One was a tough looking man with dark clothes on and a crew cut hair style. His piercing blue eyes looked at some of the pit dogs, but gruffed at their age. The other was a toned man with dark hair and emerald green eyes. He was much softer in complecion. His eyes hinted that he had asian somewhere in his background, causing his look to be naturally soft.

They continued a slow shuffle, until they passed Camille. The smaller thinner man stopped, reaching out with a delicate looking hand, the name DARK tattooed across his fingers. The other man ignored his halted brother and continued to look through the selection of creature. "Hey, Sin, we could get a watch dog." The young man turned to his brother. Sin ignored him.

"Awe, come on Sin, I want a dog, a pet." "Dark, that's a Border Collie, they are wild dogs." His voice was noticably lower in tone compairs to his brother's and slightly more intimidating. "I'm taking her." demanded Dark as he stood and looked for the attention of a store employee.

"Pft, what ever." Grunted Sin as he moved out of the store to search for fighting animals.

"Excuse me." Attempted Dark again. Trying to get his hands on such a fine creature, and a pregnant one at that.

Camille

Camille
Live a Little Bit...

Camille shuffled a bit in her cage before sliding down until she was lying on the floor of the cage with her head between her paws. Her ears flopped over in boredom. Someone, a man crouched down and eyed her; actually interested in the pregnant female and crouched down. Camille lifted her body from the ground and looked over to the man as she walked over to the side of the cage. Her ears perched forward on her head as she moved up to him and stuck her nose through the cage. She closed her eyes but then opened them again as she noticed a name tattooed on his arm; odd, in fact it was very odd. Did Camille have a tattoo on her arm; of course not. Camille was wearing obvious signs that she was pregnant with pups. She noticed him getting up and whimpered but then she realized him moving in the direction of one of the employees who spun around; a young woman with long, chocolate brown hair that was pulled back in a low pony-tail. She smiled and walked in his direction. "Amanda" was what was written on her name-tag in large red letters.
"Yes?"
She asked while crossing her arms across her chest. She didn't really wait for an answer but instead had a good idea of what he wanted.
"Beauty; ain't she; a real sweetie too? She is pregnant, as you may have noticed. What do you think?"
She untangled her arms and leaned against the counter as a smile spread across her face. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed softly.

Dark

His gave a soft sencere smile to the woman, inticing as he hunched to read her tag. "Yes... A-manda, She is very beautiful, and I was wondering how much it would cost to adopt her? I would love to have a mother dog and a few puppies running around my place. God only knows my brother's are no fun." He giggled to himself. "Plus I have always admired border collies. He gently caressed the dogs nose as she stuck it through the pin. "Right sweety." He smiled, then looked back. "Now-a, what do I have to do to adopt her?" He smiled, eyes alight and kind, shimmering their emerald green color.