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about us This is Komorrah, a city full of corruption, poverty, and crime. While there's good and bad in every city, this one has dogs. A lot of stray dogs.
Set in a modern-day, fictionalized version of New York City, Komorrah has much to offer our gang dogs. Strays on the street feed from human negligence and thrive on the loopholes they can fit their snouts in. It's every dog for themselves
out there, though living with and having the support of a gang is helpful.
Tensions rise, enemies are made, but perhaps alliances are arranged. Only the strong survive this harsh hand the strays have been dealt. What will be your choice in Infidelis?
featured adoptable TINKER • APP Once living the life of luxury in a nice home, Tinker has yet to accept the fact that he's now a stray and no one is coming to save him. Vain as all hell, Tinker is pretty entitled. He's also selfish and is very territorial over what's his and his alone.
Across from the river that splits the Slums from the vegetation beyond, the landscape changes drastically from day to night. Concrete and buildings melt away to dirt roads and trees; sunlight once obstructed by towering structures now dapples the leafy ground, dancing in the gentle breeze. The forest is eerily silent once you penetrate its core, though it boasts expansive meadows, looming trees, and forgotten structures deep, deep in the forest. From tall slopes and jutting cliffs, the city can be seen, but not heard.
The Almakee State Forest is a different world with different dangers, such as mountain lions and bears, but it also offers so much more than the city can. New food sources are abundant here: deer, rabbits, field mice. A swift and skilled hunter could find a lot of food here, but not all dogs know how to channel their feral instincts. The forest is teeming with life both good and bad in the warmer months, though is practically a ghost-forest in the wintertime.
Anise, Burdock Root, Dandelions, Echinacea, Hawthorn, Lemon Balm, Licorice, Milk Thistle, Nettle, Rosemary, St Johns Wort, Slippery Elm Tree, Oak, Maple, Pine (closer to the mountains)
Hawks, Cardinals, Bears, Mountain Lions, Owls, Squirrels, Deer, Raccoons, Oppossums, Field Mice, Rabbits, Porcupines, Red Foxes, Coyotes, Woodpeckers, and Wild Boar
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Limits and Bans do not count towards adoptions of any kind. If you see a character that you want to adopt in the wanted ads, adoption board, faceclaim adopts, or anywhere else, you may claim it regardless of breed, color, gang or rank
stark white paws padded against soil turned near-black from the moisture of the rain above, her fur damp and slightly gray, matching the clouds. yuzen didn't much care for showers such as these; she preferred basking in the warmth of the sun, when her coat would shine, alluring all others that dare to come near. still, there was an enigmatic aura of quiet melancholy as she treaded through the wooded maze. lashes impatiently fluttered as a rather large drop directed its line fire to her already warm eyes, and she would have groaned, had her mouth not been occupied with a fresh but still very deceased squirrel.
she hadn't caught it, actually. though her hunting skills were perfectly adequate, yuzen didn't see the need to expire energy in tasks that others could do for her, whether they knew it or not. in this case, she had swiped it from some pup she didn't recognize while she had been investigating the river. they were always so easy to trick; a few noises to cause alert and the child was scurrying away, fright clearly coursing his veins. yuzen had laughed at her own expertise and talent as she picked the fresh kill from the ground, tail even wagging a bit in her usual wicked glee.
the first time she had found this place was on a day similar to the one currently; rain fell through the canopy above in harsh buckets and the slender femme had been searching for some kind of cover for what seemed like hours - though very likely, was no more than ten minutes. nonetheless, the iron lung had served as her savior that eve when she came upon the giant, rickety machinery, and she took refuge in its rusted hold until the storm had passed. she returned frequently since her initial exploration, finding peace in the quiet, secluded, and quite possibly haunted part of the forest. it gave her space to contemplate her next moves. here, she was never interrupted by lessers.
her usual spot was in the back corner of a patterned car, under the rows of seats that were now far overgrown by weeds and other forest life. she allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief as she approached, grateful for her private area, her secret lair. the ground was half metal, half soil, and completely wet, but yuzen curled up happily regardless, taking the stolen squirrel into her paws and immediately biting through its flesh. even the rain couldn't dilute the blood on her lips, dripping down her chin to her toes and chest, creating the image of a beautiful, dangerous red queen.
TAG: open to anyone who wants to find her! | WORDS: 439 | NOTES: enjoy her insanity :-)
Clearly someone- or something- was stalking her among the trees.
There were a few flashes of movement, but whatever had caused them would disappear the moment one tried to look and see what it was. Finally, the creature revealed herself. For a second, it was difficult to tell her pelt apart from the bark of trees. But then she came closer, and her figure was clear and defined.
Amber eyes bore deeply into that of Yuzen’s.
“You have a lot of nerve coming to this part of the forest.”
the freckled femme lifted her head at the sound of the stranger's voice, ears perking slightly. she hadn't detected the other approaching, but then again, her focus was absorbed in the meal before her. a sigh very nearly fell from her parted mouth - no, she wouldn't be able to enjoy her catch of the day, it seemed; yuzen wouldn't break character over a tiny rodent, despite how much she had been longing for some peace and quiet. her fiery eyes blinked, at the newcomer long and slow. very well, she thought. let's play the part. it was only half-reluctantly that her ears pulled back into an expression of submission, pupils widening in innocence.
"i-- i'm sorry," she whimpered, cowering further into the corner, trying to make herself appear as small as possible. "it's neutral territory ... i thought i was allowed... ?" the end of her sentence turned upwards like a question, trying her best to excuse her - apparently - disgusting behavior. who is this chick? where the fuck does she get off in telling me what to do? yuzen knew better than to voice her concerns or even change the emotion currently painted on her face: fear. still, she couldn't help but wonder why this stranger thought she was entitled to disturbing yuzen mid-dinner. i'm honestly just minding my business. she'd better turn around and do the same.
TAG: KipekeeRiot | WORDS: 226 | NOTES: thank you for responding!!
There was no hint of emotion apparent on the coydog’s face as Yuzen spoke. Just dull amber eyes, unblinking. After the rat’s excuse for an ‘apology’, there was some hesitation until the stranger spoke once more.
“Neutral territory?” Riot scoffed. “There’s no such thing as neutral territory. Everything belongs to something. Even in the most barren and empty of places, there’s some creature inhabiting it, whether you see it or not. And this place belongs to me.”
She tipped her head at the squirrel Yuzen was feasting on. She let out a low growl. “And that means that’s my prey.”
she was screaming. not literally, of course - yuzen knew better than to do something so impulsive in front of a stranger so, ahem, volatile - but god, she was positively howling in the pits of her brain. to be fair, the freckled femme truly did not understand the other's anger over quite literally nothing. as far as she was concerned, yu was the only one allowed to be a dramatic, entitled bitch.
"i-- i didn't know, i mean ... this isn't even my squirrel," she admitted in a tiny voice, as if she was ashamed for her cruel deed. "do you live here...? was i intruding your den?"perhaps a distracting question would keep this food thief at bay? the snow-furred mutt figured it was worth a shot. besides, information in this world was some of the most valuable currency, and there was no snippet of intel too small for yuzen to grab at.
"Yes. That isn't your squirrel." At least Yuzen got one thing right. “As long as it is in this part of the forest, it is mine.”
Riot started to circle Yuzen slowly. The coydog stared the lab mix down with her dark gaze, and with her head slightly tilted down, it seemed as if Riot’s eye sockets were empty. “This entire forest is my domain. Everything here belongs to me, from the trees, to the ground, to those hunks of metal…” Riot licked her lips. “...to the prey.”
With no warning, Riot suddenly gave a swift headbutt to Yuzen’s chest, knocking her body upward. Directly behind the Saint was a pile of sticks and foliage, and underneath it lied a hidden, deep pit. If the rat did not regain her footing, she would surely fall into the mouth of the beast.
her helpless facade dissipated into the thick woods above as soon as the femme across from her began speaking, and she had to maintain an extraordinary amount of self control in order to keep her eyes from rolling. it was not fear that ran through her veins, it was pure annoyance. she was about to reply with a quip about how the other spoke akin to a storybook villain when her chest was suddenly impacted, taking the wind from her throat. as she struggled to find her breath, she found her the ground removed from below her - but yuzen was swift, something that compensated for her petite stature during combat, and she was able to find her footing within a few precious seconds.
when she regained her composure, her teeth were bared. "i'd think twice before trying that shit again." her voice was gravely threatening, obvious under the weight of a growl. "i don't believe you'll want to deal with karma after she learns of some washed-up halfbreed terrorizing members of her gang." yuzen didn't ponder the validity of her statement; though, likely, she would rather fall in that ditch than tattle to karma. still, as much as she detested the white bully, the reputation of the saints echoed throughout the woods and yuzen would use it to her advantage as much as she possibly could.
TAG: Riot | WORDS: 226 | NOTES: this is late and so bad but here u are
To the hybrid’s surprise, Yuzen avoided falling into the pit and regained her footing just in time. Riot’s eyes glinted, somewhat impressed. However, the fact that Yuzen was witty and speedy didn’t make her any less of a piece of fresh meat. The coydog growled along with her stomach, haunches ready to pounce at any moment. The name ‘Karma’ did not ring a bell in Riot’s mind. Either way, the coydog was not intimidated. She doubted that any dog would really be a challenge for a hybrid like herself. Instead she rolled her eyes, dismissing Yuzen’s threat. “You are silly to think that I’d fear any dog. No domestic pet or stray rat is a match for a hunter like me.”
Yuzen’s sudden change from a sweet, coddling talker to a snarky, sharp-tongued tattletail did not surprise Riot. No stray dog was truly that soft and helpless, and the Saint’s tone of voice was painfully fake. The coydog’s dull eyes full of hunger bore into the rat. “I don’t think I’ve ever had labrador, now that I think of it.” Her uncomfortable words slithered out of her mouth like squirming snakes. “I imagine you’d taste rather...salty.” She snickered.
Once again, without warning, Riot suddenly lunged at the rat with claws outstretched and mouth opened wide, revealing pointy white teeth.
OOC: haha wow Riot made a joke about Yuzen being salty, she's so funny wow XP simbaYuzen sorry this took so long!
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