Username:
Maddietess(Red-Scout
Pup's number:
2
Pup's looks( Please descirbe in your own words what you see):
A small and innocent creature, dragged into this world not knowing what was awaiting her, she ran at it with a high head and dreams of the stars. The twist of fate quickly blew those dreams away with a single bomb, the small pup was pushed back down to earth, loosing her paw. It was all over, well if this pup would just back down, in blinding pain she got back up and stood her ground, standing up in the brink of a battle and ready to face anything.
Personality:
Shy and extremely devoted, her scars signify her loyalty and devotion, she has soft nature and a great will with a fiery soul.
Age:
4
History:
Hikco, a small and innocent pup was born within the confinements of a small African village in Zimbabwe, her mother was the chief's prize possession and her father a mere street dog, surviving by scrounging the scraps of the earth. Hikco's brothers and sister died of malnutrition, outraged, the chief swore he would make sure the pup made it to adult hood, even if it meant he had to sacrifice his own skin and bone meals to the young runt of the litter. Hik was thankful but never got to prove it, as when she was coming onto the age of two, an English army stormed through the village and murdered the civilians, took their resources and during raiding the chief's hut heard a pathetic squeal, apparently belonging to the voice box of a dog. They took the unique coated hound back with them, on to their ship, baring in mind this was when America and England were still shooting at eachother like ammunition for huge gun ships was priceless during the war of 1812. Hikco was resting on the deck of the ship, the blazing sun beating down and scorching her coat, the heat licking at the lapping waves. The tired hound opened one eye as the ship was suddenly thrown of course with a hefty swerve, "Enemy southward!" was about the last thing she heard before the deck below her was demolished by a cannon ball wrecking through the ship. When she finally stirred again she was back on the solid land of new England, sadly, minus her rear leg, it was difficult regaining her stature and learning to walk again but she kept the world from dragging her down and never backed down.
Art ( Can be any form. More effort=better chance):
Wip
Pup's theme song:
A short story with the pups( Optional):
Wip
Other:
I hope you don't mind i changed their gender?