[Nejira]

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(just a few words about his past will do, but be creative, please)

[falling city]

Name : Apep, which is Egyptian for chaos.
Age : He is 3 years old in human years.
Personality : As his name suggests, he can be quite a handful from day to day. He is a very overprotective lad with a sense of loyalty to anyone he owes. He has a tendency to stray from most other dogs, as his bark is in no comparison to his bite. He may have difficulties to control his actions, for he is willed by passion. Although, he can be a softy when it comes to females, for he can be a gentleman in front of the ladies out of respect. He also has a tendency to be a trouble maker, which may not be the best news for his pals that he pulls into his crazy antics.
Likes : He adores his plush bone, which he's had since puppyhood. Sure, he may not be found of showing it off, as it is a puppy's toy, after all. He also loves the ability to relax in dark corners of the house with his bone hidden beneath his paws from all prying eyes. He loves to sneak food of the counters when his two-legged masters aren't looking or are occupied with another matter.
Dislikes : He despises the idea of having to take a bath, and his masters understand that. Get him anywhere near a bathtub, and all heck breaks lose. He also hates when he is forced to stay in his large crate, preferring to be out and wondering about. A healthy tip of advice... don't take away his toy. Ever. He also generally hates the idea of having to walk, considering he is lead about by his masters instead of him leading them. He snaps when he thinks about the idea of his father, for his father did nothing but stay away. He never gave an ounce of affection, and Apep hasn't forgiven him. Not yet, nor ever.
History : He wasn't born into a human family, nor was he raised as a young puppy. His mother was neglected when she had her litter of three, which was a small amount considering she was capable of a litter of five. His father was a stray, and tended to keep distance between himself and his own pups, not offering any help to Apep's distressed mother. One of his littermates died from the lack of nutritien, and that was when Apep snapped, needing to do something. One night he managed to help his younger sister to escape, his mother close behind. He disregarded his father as he ran, ran into the bitter cold of the streets. After a few long weeks, he grew into a broad Doberman, his body already built. One day a teenage girl approached him, hand outstretched with a dog treat. She had been watching him for several days and decided to help. He grew use to her and began following her home over a period of days, growing protective over her like he was with his sister and mother. She named him Apep, yet he had to grow used to the name and to being called to come to her. A few weeks was all it took for her to win over his trust and he was staying in her backyard every night with his mother and sister along side him. This is where he was given his plush dog bone, and he charishes it and always will. He snaked himself into the human family as they began to allow him inside. He would explore for hours on end, the days blowing by like a gentle breeze to where it began to stack up to weeks.. months.. years.. He will look out the windows from time to time, wishing for the freedom he had given away for love, but he knows he couldn't live without the adoration from the girl who loved him.

[LostHope]

Name: Vaekoo (V-a-Coo)
Age (in human years): 2
Personality: highly intelligent and quite the gentleman. He holds his head high as if he's nobility and sits like a proper lad. He tends to study situations far too long, and is very laid back. He is gentle and mild-mannered, not even uttering a single growl. Most time's he is quiet, though will give a single bark in intervals to alert his masters of any threats lurking outside.
Likes: "Reading" the news paper, laying in his bed, watching over the young ones, leading the group on his multiple daily walks. he absolutely adores his stuffed frog. likes being in a nice air conditioned home.
Dislikes: Getting dirty, rushing into things, people threatening his family, being in the sun for long.
History:
Vaekoo, the strange yellow marked dog. He was always the prized possession ever since his birth. Vaekoo, meaning blessed glory in their native tongue. He wasn't like other puppies, taking thing slow and steady instead of being playful and rushing around with his tail waggling. Instead, he was simply a waddling puppy, a calm swishing as he looked upon his two leg family. A husband, wife, and their newborn baby son, born on the day of his birth. They grew together, and as he grew old enough to understand this was his "brother", he began to look after the boy. Vaekoo made it safe to leave their son for a few minutes at a time while running into the next room, knowing he'd alert them to any dangers. This also taught him patients, and to be quiet. With this, he began to study everything about the word.

This young, and brave, companion would be forever in the boy's heart until the day of his death. hopefully, many loving years were to come. the blesses glory to stay with them. No matter what.

(I know, very short. Also, I made up the name and the meaning, so don't worry about that xD)

[.:FarmGirlAtHeart:.]

Name: Kenaz (means hunter.)
Age (in human years): He is 3 years old
Personality: Kenaz is a wild dog. He is happy-go-lucky, and loves playing. He has this way of dancing, where he will bend down into a play bow, hop twice with his back legs, hop three times with his front legs, then spin around in a circle one way, then stop, switch directions, then start over, his tail still as day. His more 'gentlemanly' way is that he will bob his head, walk sideways about 3 paces, go back, still walking sideways, then walk forawd to the person he wants to impress, then bow. He will cross his front legs, lower his head, touch his nose to the ground, then look up, head still lowered. He will soon stand up. Nobody knows where he got these moves from, but everybody loves him because of them. Kenaz loves kids. He will do his second, fancier dance to them, then let the kids, if they are toddlers, ride on his back. Kenaz loves partys and I think that is where he goes when he sneaks out late at night. He is an attention seeker. He will push through you just to get attention. He wouldn't TRY to hurt you, but he doesn't know his own strength and he gets a bit crazy over toys.
Likes: He loves to dance (see how above), and party. He loves attention, and will do anything for it. He loves to play, and will sometimes accidentally bite you trying to get the toy. Unknown to everyone else, he loves a coyote girl. Her name is unknown to everyone. He seems to love to watch tigers on tv.
Dislikes: He hates getting pushed around. He believes that there is good in everyone, and that all people (and animals) should be treated equally. He also hates to be spied on. Other then that, he is a pretty layed back dog.
History:
He was first tooken to the pound, then was adopted by a dance instructor. After he died, Kenaz wandered the streets. He found himself a girl friend, and found his way back into the pound, then was almost put down. His girlfriend saved him, then he found a family, after alot more traveiling.


If I win him, I will be writing a story for him. I am SUPER exited to write this, and might come up with another dog to write it about. Here is a sneak peak.

Kenaz

Chapter 1: Kenaz

My name is Kenaz. I am a rare coated doberman. Yes, I look like a tiger in a way. Want to hear my life story? Then please, sit down. I will tell it to you, every detail I remember.

The story starts when I was 6 moons, well to humans, 6 months old. I lived with a small group of tigers. I don't remember my mom or my dad. It is a very rainy, and wet day. As I was eating a deer caught by Newleaf, one of the tigers, Smokey, a tiger cub, came over. "Why hello Hunter!" he said, bending down to share my deer with me. Smokey was a young, grey tiger, not to mention my best friend. Hunter, that was my name. I was a dog, so I couldn't run as fast as all the other tigers. I am not sure how my mom managed to get them to take me, but what ever. I looked up hearing a rustle. Blankky, an albino tiger, ran into camp. "Humans! They got Newleaf! They are going to get more of us! Run!" she said through pants. The leader, Tallmeat ran over to Smokey and me. "You two, get out of here! Run as fast and as far as you can! Above all, don't get caught! Got it?" he said, but never got our response. A gun shot sounded and Tallmeat fell, bleeding, to the ground. The last thing Smokey and I heard before running was the men.
It had been fifteen days since Smokey and I left, and 10 days since Smokey had been shot. I had been traveling alone for a while now. I was hungry, thirsty, tired, cold, but above all, I was lonely. I made it to a small town, and looked around. There were many yards where dogs were happily playing with there humans, or with other dogs. When the dogs saw me, they stopped and stared. Alot of the humans yelled at me and called me a 'stupid, ugly stray'. I went along, head bent. I had always been a proud dog, and being called ugly really had hurt. A truck stopped behind me. I didn't think anything about it, cars and trucks were always stopping. Suddenly, a net went over me. I struggled, doing everything I could to get lose. The next thing I knew I was stuffed in a truck and the truck had started moving.

[Nejira]

I'm very sorry it took this long! I had no internet the whole time -.-' But now everything is fixed ^^

It was very very hard for me to decide, because I liked every single form.
But I had to make a decision and I really liked the idea of a dancing(!) dog and I think it fits him.

Thanks a lot for adopting him, Assassin*Cat! I can't wait to read the story you are going to write for him ^^

[.:FarmGirlAtHeart:.]

It's fine, thanks for giving him to me! *hugs him*