Wild Survival RP - 1x1

This RP is a one on one between Ducky and Oswin.

Please do not comment otherwise, however you are free to read along! C:

A few pet dogs, used to living with and relying on humans, have been abandoned in the country. They must learn to live life as strays and adapt to not having a human around. The area is forested, with some meadows and a stream or two cutting lazily through the landscape. Just a couple dirt roads weave their way through back to a couple farms. The key to survival lays in becoming wild.

Name:

Age:

Description:

Personality:

Other:

Name: Atlas
Age: 3 (In human years; so it would have been matured for a little over a year)
Description: White, with black patches on his eyes ears. Also with a big black patch on his back. (like this) black tail with white on the end.
Personality: Loyal, alert, energetic, responsive, and playful, not very careful most times.
Other: Male, Border collie (because I love those ♥ not sure if I was supposed to mention the breed :P) I can't wait to start this! I'm pretty sure that I've got everything :P

Name: Darcy
Age: 2 (human years)
Description: Light golden with a white stripe going from her muzzle going down her chest and belly.
Personality: Playful, yet slightly cautious. Outgoing and protective.
Other: Corgi c: Female if that wasn't obvious. 

Name: Fable
Age: 3
Description: Gray, with white legs and most of face. White tail with black or dark gray at the end. A few black stripes on the back/sides. I basically want something like this, it's a bit hard to describe cx Gray eyes (as I love them ;-; )
Personality: Bold when it comes to playing, but otherwise he's more of a whatever sort of guy.
Other: His right eye is just slightly blind. It's more of a he can see out of it, but it's all just a little faint and blurry. And he's an Alaskan Malamute. c;
I didn't want to bother making separate posts, so that's all I want for now, I might make more later but I dunno. Can't wait to see your forms!

Name: Luther
Age: 3
Description: His thin coat is a soft white with large brown spots strewn along it. Luther's eyes are hazelnut-brown, one surrounded by white and the other by brown. He still wears the leather collar bestowed upon him by his previous owners. Luther is an American Staffordshire Terrier.
Personality: Luther is very cautious and serious, especially upon first meeting him. If you gain his trust he warms up to you to be sweet, protective, loyal, and even playful. 
Other: n/a

Name: Dove
Age: 2
Description: Dove is a long-haired dachshund, her fur being a muted blue-gray. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost black. She wears no collar.
Personality: Dove is bubbly and friendly, always up for a game or practically any activity. She has lots of energy almost all the time.
Other: n/a

Darcy
Darcy carefully weaved around trees. "This is dangerous," Darcy mumbled under her breath. Wait, what was that? she thought. "Squirrel!!!!" She cried running to a soft rustle in the leaves where she smelled a squirrel. 

Atlas
"What? A squirrel!? Ooh!" He cried, immediately running over.

Dove
Dove leaped over a log, her mouth hanging open to allow her tongue to flop out. She landed in the leaves, tail whipping the air. It was times like this, full of fun and excitement, that Dove forgot about her life as a pet. Dove spotted a chipmunk skittering away in tiny bounds and took off after it, letting out a happy yip. The chipmunk led Dove on and on until soon it jumped onto a tree and scampered away from the pursuing Dachshund. Dove gave it a few playful barks before turning away, tail wagging slowly and panting heavily.

Luther
Luther snarled at the man when he opened the trunk of the truck. He didn't like him. He smelled of strong, unpleasant smells and had snatched Luther from his yard. Luther had never trusted him, having seen him before on walks and a couple times going past his house and had always growled under his breath. The man yanked the cage Luther was in toward the front of the trunk and heaved it out, placing it on the ground. Luther followed the guy's movements with his eyes, the hair on Luther's. back standing up and his posture stiff. The man yanked the cage open and sprinted for the safety of the truck. Luther slowly exited, eyeing his surroundings warily. He jumped, startled, when the truck started and sped away back down the dirt road. 

Atlas
Atlas jumped after the squirrel, as it made a mad dash for the trees. He barked at the squirrel, and scratched at the bark on the tree. He got down and wagged his tail, in a motion asking to play. The squirrel just ran up the tree, onto a branch then hopped onto another tree, then another, and headed off through the treetops.

Darcy
Darcy growled as a large gust of wind shook the branches of a tree above her. She wasn't always big on chasing squirrels, but she did enjoy it some of the time. When she was younger she had been worried that she would get bitten by a squirrel when chasing it, so she would always consider the situation for a bit before jumping. She always thought through every situation before acting. Mm, I smell flowers! Good.... she began to wander towards the smell then thought for a moment. What if the flower had a bee on it? What if another animal was at it? What if.... Darcy was busy playing 'What if' as usual when she tripped. "Augh!" She cried, expecting to see some vicious looking animal behind her. Instead, she simply saw a rock. Darcy sniffed at the rock, and held her head high, trotting away from the rock.

Dove
Dove's paw went plunging into the cool water of a puddle and she looked down, surprised at how deep it was. She gingerly lifted her paw and back stepped, shaking the water out. Dove went around the puddle and continued on her way through the forest. She needed to figure out how she was going to eat. And where to sleep. Where did my people go? Why did they leave me here?

Luther
He looked around cautiously and made note of his situation. A dirt road stretched to the horizon to his right and left, in front of him sat what appeared to be a thick woods, and a glance behind him informed Luther that a corn field was nestled beside the road. The environment was totally different than the small town he had lived his whole life in, and by the long drive Luther knew he would never be able to make his way back. There had been too many turns to keep track of that had him sliding all around the cage. Luther lifted his nose in the air and sniffed. The forest smelled inviting and it looked shady compared to the sun beating onto his white coat. 

Atlas
Atlas looked around. I wonder why I'm here. I liked my owner, even though she never played fetch with me, and never played. She spent all day not home. She said something about college. I wonder what that is. I think it's the reason she dumped me. I'll never understand humans. 

Dove
A squirrel rattled the branches above her, and Dove glanced up, watching it jump along. I wonder why it's in such a hurry. Dove decided to run again, since the wind was blowing and it always felt good to run through the woods when the wind was whistling. Dove took off at a sprint, jumping obstacles and dodging thorns as if she was experienced at it. Which, in fact, she was. Dove wasn't paying attention to where she was going when she suddenly barreled into something. Dove sat back, dazed, before standing and shaking off. She looked up to see another dog, a border collie. "Hello!" she barked happily, tail swishing through the air, happy to have found another dog.

Luther
He took off at a trot toward the forest, speeding up when his ears picked up the sound of a car coming down the dirt road. He dodged into the brush just as the car appeared and rattled past. Luther's tail was tucked completely under him and his ears were flat, but he loosened as the vehicle disappeared. 

Atlas
Atlas saw a dog speaking to him. Atlas was thrilled! "Hello!" Atlas said to the dog, already planning a future with his "New Friend". He leaned down into a bow, wagging his tail, in a way of saying "Hello! Let's play!"

Darcy
Darcy plodded along. Suddenly a rabbit bounded along in front of her. Darcy thought for a moment, then decided there was no time to think when there was a fast rabbit to chase. She barked loudly at the rabbit, bounding as fast as her short legs could carry her. "Where do you think you're going, rabbit!" She yelled to it, racing quicker and quicker, as agilely as she could on her short legs and slightly plump body. The rabbit just got faster, so quick Darcy believed she would never catch it. She had never felt so free, so independent than she had that moment. She imagined she was a large, fast dog, running agilely and quickly through the forest. She was paying so little attention, she didn't even realize when the rabbit disappeared. For the first time, the only thing she cared about was running. She didn't know that running could be so.. fun.

She was a fairly small dog, so she wasn't big on running. Which was why after less than a few minutes she was exhausted. She soon dozed off, right there and then. 

Dove
She repeated the posture, her short front legs fanning out in front of her and her tail sticking way above her head. "What's your name?" Dove woofed, her ears bouncing. 

Luther
Luther watched the road warily a moment longer before turning away. His collar had no tags, which he was glad for. Tags clicked and were noisy. Luther slipped through the trees quietly, looking for some water to clear the dust from his throat.

Atlas
Atlas got quite excited to finally meet a dog who had as much energy as he did. "Atlas, what's yours?" He barked excitedly.
Finally. A friend that I can actually play with without an annoying owner yelling at me. I'm actually glad I don't live with my person anymore. She can have her own life, and I'll have mine. I wonder why on earth anyone would not want a dog. They're man's best friend for a reason.

Dove
"Dove. Wanna play tug of war?" Dove straightened and jumped on a longish stick, prancing a few steps a little unevenly because of how large it was compared to her. 

Atlas
"Cool! Of course I want to play!" He began to chase his tail with excitement, before grabbing on to an end. "This stick is huge, isn't it? He playfully bared his teeth slightly. 

Darcy
Darcy finally woke up, and stretched well. She yawned, then realized that she was starved. I wonder what there is to eat out here.

Dove
"I've played with bigger," Dove bragged, planting her paws firmly in the forest floor. She gave a playful growl and yanked hard on the stick, leaning her whole small body backward with the tug. She was smaller than Atlas, but she was used to rough play and had built up a decent amount of strength.