Username:
Serkol
Name:
Mousikí(Music in German)
Age:
2 1/2 (human)
Personality:
Mousiki can be described as cheery and bubbly. She'll randomly come off with so much energy she has to burn it off in some way. When it comes to humor people usually rely on her to get their sides hurting yet never expect what she's going to do or say next. She has her girlish side and she has her boyish side. It varied with her mood that day. She can be your best friend or your worst enemy, that all depends on you, so get to know her first. People have called her stupid and useless or said she will never ammount to anything in life. Usually she stands her ground and proves how smart she is and just how resourceful she can be. Once in a while she'll ignore it because she knows the truth.
Breed:
Dog with some wolf
History:
She was born into a family that didn't really care. Her life was horrible and she wished daily that she could get away. Let's hear it from her view shall we?
-From charries POV-
When I was born I couldn't do anything but hear. I would hear my parents arguing because dad wanted to fight but mom refused to leave us, especially me, I was the runt. When I was able to open my eyes I realised all too well my father was cruel. He would constantly attack my mother and leave her wounded and unable to walk. She would just tell me that it was all okay, until one day. I was stronger emotionally than most pups any age. I learned this while my father made me sit and watch him slowly kill my mother. I heard every yelp and cry of pain. I watched as his teeth dug into her throat. I was barely even one at the time. When he was finished with her he snapped at me, blaming me for what he had done. I stood and backed away, whining. I wish I had known that whining was going to cause my beatings. He would toss me around and leave me severly wounded. I would sleep and dream of my mother, always telling me to run. I was the last pup there, I stayed. A year later, when I was 2, I was forced to run away. I couldn't stand the abuse anymore, not after he tore into my leg as badly as he did that night. I was bleeding horribly when I saw it. I got to the middle of the forest when I came across a large cclearing, there were few small cottages and a larger one. I was starved and smelt something mouthwatering. Following the scent I was lead to the larger cottage. There was a beautiful female wolf in the kitchen with two humans. The female wolf was like me, broken and bloody. I focused on the female human, since she was speaking. She had medium length brown hair, straightened and put up in a ponytail that curled at the end like a husky tail. She was tall with brown eyes, soft brown eyes that sparkled in the light. She wore gray jogging pants with an eagle on her right hip and a black shirt with musical notes. She had a ring in her lip, and I found it interesting. I didn't want one but I wanted to know more about why she did it. I paid closer attention to the male though, since he spoke mainly of the wolf. His hair was short and a dark blondeish color. He had beautiful eyes and wore black pajama pants and a loose fitting tee. "Nikki we have to find out what's wrong with Aiyanna. Please talk to her." he spoke softly, but I could tell he was running out of patience. Nikki, the female human, bit her lip and argued. "No last time I was labeled as a freak because I could talk to and understand animals! I won't do it again." The wolf on the table whined softly. "It's just us. I would never judge you like that. I love you Nikki." Nikki sighed and nodded, looking at the wolf called Aiyanna. "What's the matter sweetheart? Mommy wants to help." The wolf whined a bit more. "I was attacked." She went into detail on the attacker and I knew instantly it was my dad. I yelped, big mistake. I turned to run as all three heads snapped towards me. I bumped into a large white cat, dressed as a ninja with weapons to complete his look. He led me into the cottage. I explained everything that happened, tears streaming down my face. "Sweety I'm so sorry. What's your name?" Nikki asked. "I don't have one. My momma never got a chance to name me and my dad just treated me as if I were an enemy." Nikki looked at the male and pulled him away, discussing something. "Who is he?" I asked looking towards Nikki and, who I assumed was her mate. Aiyanna, who I noticed was beautiful and very polite, laughed a bit. "That there's Donavon. He and Nikki agree to take in cases like ours. Either we were abondoned, abused, neglected, or just labeled." I looked at her. "Why did they take you in. And how many others are there?" She looked at me, a pained expression on her face. "My parents were killed when I was old enough that I didn't need my mothers care. Nikki found me and took me in, raising me." she explained, smiling slightly. Donavon walked back over to me, lifting me up gently. I whined as the pain in my leg was strongly noticable. Donavon apologized and set me next to Aiyanna on the table. "We'll call you Mousiki. Would you like to stay here? We can build you your own home." I smiled and barked with joy, my tail wagging. I had finally found a happy home. But did I really want to stay here?
Likes:
<Music so she can escape>
<Rain so nobody can tell if she's crying>
<Running around at night because nightime is calming to her>
Dislikes:
<Total silence>
<People who think they're so much better>
What are you going to do with them?:
Use her for art. Pair her with some of my charries as friends. Get art of her. Make stories with her. I may even do some RPing.
Why do you want them?:
She is beautiful. When I saw her I fell in love with her. I was just looking through some things and when I saw her I feel like she just jumped up and down looking for someone to adopt.
