Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[RainbowBizkit <3]

Carmel thats 16 not 14 yea so all forums for 14 will be judged tomorrow for 15 the day after and 16 will be the day after 15

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Whoops! I fixed it. Thanks for letting me know! :]

[Gabri]

Tracker Dog Application Series 5
Username:
Gabri

Tracker Dog you want:

Tracker Dog #15 I Available for 5 days
Gender: Male
For this Tracker, speed is his ally and greatest weapon. Trained not to attack but to flee and get help. He's obedient and calm, and perfect for daylight missions, although he'll gladly take on more.

Name you'll give it:
Switchblade
Of all the names I thought of, this one seemed to fit his personality and colors best.
-he has a sharp witted persaonality and knife-like claws
-his grays are knifelike colors, plus I had a purple handled switchblade, before I lost it..

Reason why you want it:
Where do I begin? I feel like you made him for me, he fits so perfectly. He;s made up of most of my most faovrite colors. He has a wonderful personality that I'd like to wirte as. As soon as I saw him I could see him in my story, a key part, talking with my characters, I knew his personality before I read it. I knew several names that would fit wonderfully. I know this probably sounds corney, since he's a collection of pixels, but I really love him. If I were to win him, I'd be happily giving up the space for my last tracker.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Yes. That I'm sure of. All my trackers are friends of my fursona. I'm going to be writing a story with all her friends, once I've figured it out. Its a idea I really like and will be writing for awhile. I only have parts of it scribbled and sketched, but its happening for sure. It's going to be a huge project for me, and he would be a main charicter in the storyline.

Describe its personality:

Obediant
Switch is obediant, like most trackers. He complies to a masters or friends orders almost without fault. One time in twenty, he may disobey. He would only do so to save another's life.

Relaxed
He is a rather calm tracker. Menatally also. He doesn't lose his head in a dramatic sittuation, and is actually rather good at staying out of drama. He is relaxed mentally, saying, he isn't easily stressed out. He can keep his cool, and not get frusturated.

Intelligent
Switch is intelligent, even for a tracker. He is a little over-caculating somethimes, though, and tries not to be.

Quick
He is very fast runner, getting out of a bad situation fast. This trait seems to of passed to her personality. He is very quick-wittied, and can hardly control his sarcastic comments during conversation.

Disalusoning
He is an incredibly good liar, and can exert an aura of authority at times, further convincing people. For some reason he can't lie well to his friends though, or they know he's lying.

Freedomist
Switch is a free spirit at heart, and doesn't like the way trackers are run. He often wants to run away, or revolt, but his confiicting, obediant nature that comes with most trackers prevents him.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
I huffed under my breath as the trainer walked away. I understood running in circles would boost my endurance, but why did I have to practice that way? Was it to make me more obediant? I was already tem times more obediant than Turnstile. He was fast, and smart, incredibly good when he puts his mind to things, especially for his age and species(aerial), but he was unobediant and ignored orders. Plus, Spring, her older tracker, was so by-the-book, he made me want to scream. Another aerial. Maybe I just have something against aerials. Stealths are for hiding, sneaking, and them, quite the oppostite.

Spring flapped over to me, scowling as if I did something wrong.
He shook his head, and seemed to say "If only he'd learn.." And he trotted after Gabri. I heard Turnstile yawn in the tree above he, before he glided down. When he landed he stretched, his wings reaching maximum length, he looked much bigger. He gave me a look of pity, like I didn't get something obvious, and followed after the other two, towards the house. It was getting late. Never knew when one of us may need a mission, but Spring usaully got them.

[LaChromaticDragonfly]

Tracker Dog Application Series 5



Username:
LaChromaticDragonfly {LCD}
Tracker Dog you want:
#16
Name you'll give it:
Swaya
Reason why you want it:
I’ve always wanted a Tracker dog, though I’d never really clicked with any from the original thread. After a few weeks I’d forgotten about them, and now, after a few months, have found this thread. Since I have a strong love for all aquatic species, I’d immediately fallen in love with the Aquatic Tracker lines. (They were also the first ones I’d seen since the new thread had opened, in someone’s signature. That was what inspired me to go find and get myself a Tracker Dog.)

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Maybe, but most likely. I was planning on having a trio, since that is the max of Trackers you can have, and having a mini-comic, or story, starring them on their missions and adventures. Though it might be a while before I get a Tracker since I suck at writing adoption slips.

Describe its personality:
Proud.
There is no other word to describe her.
Swaya knows she is loved by most, and would often take advantage of that fact. Being the proud little airhead she is, she is often caught not paying attention during her training and has fallen behind most of the Aquatics. Swaya didn’t like the training anyway, since most of it required for her to swim into dirty, murky water to retrieve unimportant objects, like a watch, necklace or a human. She also hated how dirty her fur would look afterwards, having to re-groom it all the time wasn’t her idea of fun.
Even though Swaya was often told off and lectured during and after her training, she did remarkably well in her missions. Maybe it was the little voice in her head that kept on reminding her that this was the real world and that if she dilly-dallied it could cost someone their life.
But that was ‘Mission Swaya’ and back home at the Tracker ‘Boot camp’, as Swaya called it, she was spoilt. Even though she got what any other average Aquatic Tracker would get, all the gawking and attention would overload any Tracker, but Swaya drank it all up. With the occasional show of prowess and beauty that would increase her popularity even more.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
I t was just another day of the week, I was watching boredly as my fellow Aquatic kin played in the water, ignoring the trainers commands. One of the Trainers had just started there, and was beginning to realize exactly how much work it required of her. I remember well that it was entertaining to watch the human chase after the Trackers, trying to catch them. The second, more experience trainer, was laughing as he was telling her it was a waste of time and energy chasing after them like that. Newgirl, I had named her at the time, had now given up and was sitting down, panting, on one of the chairs they keep around the Tracker training lake. The older trainer told Newgirl how to properly control the Trackers. He showed her one of the whistles used to call only Trackers and blew on it. The Trackers stopped mucking and approached the source of the sound. Lazily, I got up and strutted to the trainers, attempting to make an impression on Newgirl that said I was the boss, not you.
When I sat down in front of the other Trackers, to make myself stand out amongst the other Trackers, I was able to catch some of the conversation between the two trainers. “…see? When you blow on it once, they will come. Twice, they will go. And thrice is an S.O.S. You got that?” Newgirl nodded her response, taking it all seriously. Having been here for years, I’ve heard all of that before and started to pay attention to other things that were going on around me at the time. I think some of the younger Aquatics were wrestling with each other, while the older, more experienced Trackers, like me, were waiting for their instructions patiently.
“Okay! Today we’re going to split you guys up into groups. Each will be given a small, but not easy, assignment. They will have to be down by sundown tomorrow. If, for whatever reason, you don’t make it back by then it will be marked as a failure and you’ll have to go back to basics.” The older trainer bellowed over the noise. I could have sworn he smiled at that last sentence. “But, if you group somehow completes the missio- I mean assignment. You’ll become a first ranked Tracker, used for the more extreme.” He finished, I was probably wagging my tail when I heard that, I can’t remember.

I was put into a group of three, a norm, as we nicknamed them, and another Aquatic. That ‘assignment’ was to go and retrieve an object. We weren’t told where it was, nor what it had looked like. In those days they expected the Trackers to figure it out, now it’s much easier. Anyways, they gave use a scent and a starting point. Once the trainers had organized everyone, two loud blows from the whistle and we were off.

To this day, I still cannot fully remember the details of it all, even after the experiments. It was a blur, but I’ll try to tell you as well as I can;
The norm leaded us on, taking sharp turns and occasionally burst out running, only to stop and continue sniffing. It went on like that for hours, and the sun was beginning to set. Being an Aquatic, I was made for the waters, not forests or towns that the norm had taken us through. I could tell that it was also starting to bother the other Aquatic aswell. As it got darker, we travelled further. My skin had started to dry up and was becoming irritating and itchy. Though I dared not scratch since it can lead to open wounds. Half an hour later we came to a river side, according to the norm, we were to travel up stream. I took the chance and jumped in, savoring the feel of water on my skin. The other Aquatic had followed my example and was swimming with me. We drank from the river then had a short break. From all the running the norm was exhausted. And fell asleep as soon as he hit the ground. I decided to rest to and the other Aquatic took watch.
I had awoken to be looking straight into the face of Newgirl, barking my surprise and jumping up. She reached out and clamped a hand on my muzzle, then moved so that she was behind me and had my head stuck in a painful position. Little knowing what was happening at the time. It was still darkout, and the other Trackers looked as confused as I felt. In minutes we were tied up and tossed in the back of a van. Newgirl was sitting with us, stroking my head. I tried to pull back but Newgirl had a strong grip, either way, I’d never been patted before. And it felt good.
I’d been asleep for most of the ride. So I can’t tell you much more then I was being taken far away. Another night had passed and I wondered if the people back at boot camp were worried about us, I never got to find out.

After a very long drive, the van pulled up at an old mansion. According to what I know of it know is that it was once a famous Ski Resort but had been abandoned due to financial issues. But back then it looked more like something out of a horror film then a Five-star Resort. I was dragged out and stuffed into a cage that was a little too small for me. The other Trackers darted out of the open doors while the kidnappers were dealing with me. The men noticed and gave my cage to Newgirl, jumped in the van and raced after them, leaving us behind. My fellow Trackers were never caught, and I hoped that night that they would send help for me. I don’t think they ever did.
Newgirl heaved my heavy cage up the lots of stairs, taking lots of breaks in between. Now I’d seen the logo on the cage; A bright red bird carrying a peace hearth. The Rebels.
The Rebels were people who took matters into their own hands, and often stood up against the government. But that was many years ago, and I’d long forgotten about them. I remember that they tried to provoke many hidden laws that the people didn’t know about. They announced them via TV and Radio, causing riots. The Rebels won that time, and I’d figured that they’d dispersed since they had done their job, boy was I wrong.

Newgirl had finally dragged my cage into the front lobby, and was breathing heavily from exhaustion. An older lady had come in from behind a door, and murmured some instructions to Newgirl, giving her a collar of sorts. Then the lady stalked away. Newgirl shut and looked the only way of escape. She bent down and opened my cage. Helping me out, she untied my bonds. She reached for the collar that was lying next to her, but I wouldn’t let her put that thing on me without a fight. Biting at the hand Newgirl was trying to restrain me with. She let go with a yelp and held her hand that was now covered in blood. Holding back tears, she leapt at me, catching me off-guard, she was braver then I’d first thought, now I know how much braver. Pinning me down with her wait, Newgirl used her other hand and grabbed me around the neck, pulling my face upto hers, so that I was looking directly into her eyes. After a few minutes of silence, she asked me if I trusted her. I whimpered back.
Taking that as a yes, she let me go, I found myself not running away. I just sat there and watched her. Newgirl picked up the collar with her good hand and put it around my neck. It said;

Swaya
#002

Now I’m not sure if that meant that I was the second Tracker the Rebels have caught, since I haven’t seen any nor smelled any. Newgirl hugged me towards her chest, and cried. I still don’t know if that was out of sorrow or pain.
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That was a few months ago, now I work alongside Newgirl, who I’ve learnt to know her by April, on missions the Tracker boot camp would never allow. We had done and succeeded in many secret missions to our secret goal. Even though I was the only Tracker in the Rebel institute, I never saw #001, I was the happiest Tracker there could be.

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Nex, I'm going to be on school camp that goes for five days, it begins tomorrow and I won't have internet access 'till after camp. Just to let you know incase if I do end up somehow winning this beauty of a Tracker, I won't be able to get online until the 18th.

[moira]

Tracker Dog Application Series 5
Username: TheGreenHero (It's Greenie...again...)
Tracker Dog you want: 16
Name you'll give it: Atlanta (Lanta)
Reason why you want it: I've fallen [in love] and can't get up!
Also...this is my third or fourth (lost count) application...I really want one...

Will it be used in any kind of story? Possibly.
Describe its personality: Atlanta, Lanta, is named for the beautiful seas she loves so dearly. Although she may look beautiful, as the calm days of the ocean, underneath she is full of undertoes and other dangers to carefully watch out for. She prefers the ocean to anything and adores diving underwater and retrieving shells and other pretty things for her master. If she doesn't get what she wants, however, her temper boils like a tsunami and she can be extremely destructive...

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
"Oh my, Lanta!" my owner exclaims, examining the wreckage that was once our living room. I sheepishly drop the shred of fabric from the couch I'd torn off. I droop my head and fins in a sorry way...this always works.
"Some days you're calm and easygoing...yet some you're wild and untamed....just like the ocean.." my owner remarks. I prick my ears and fins at the sound of the word "ocean".
"I'm sorry, Lanta. Not today. Tomorrow. I promise."


Still WIP

[Stella the Wolf]

Heyy there I am looking at these awesome dogs and right now..... IM LOVIN THEM!
Tracker Dog Application Series 5
Username: Okami Wolf
Tracker Dog you want: #16
Name you'll give it: Yugure
Reason why you want it: She looks very powerful, (and pretty as well) and she makes me feel..... wilder in a way

Will it be used in any kind of story? Possibly ^^
Describe its personality: Wild, very good swimmer and she can control the water levels

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
Yugure is an Aquatic tracker dog that LOVES Swimming. Often, she goes to the beach and plays with all the animals underwater.
Yugure is a very confident swimmer and has control of water levels. Yugure likes to chase all the little fish in the sea and she likes to play with her best friend, Lily. Lily is a normal dog (Not a tracker dog) that lives in the forest in a hollow oak tree. They like to play hide and seek and run around. Lily isn't a confident swimmer like Yugure, and she doesn't like to swim. Lily rarely goes in the water and swims with Yugure. Yugure has the ability to breathe underwater, and above water. Yugure is very nice, but can bite. This girl's bark is worse than her bite though! Yugure's howl can be heard from a whopping, 126 (approx.) miles away! Yugure is very talented therefore, is a very special Tracker dog!

Other: Oh noes! Someone posted before me so I probably won't get her... oh well. Better luck next time.

[RainbowBizkit <3]

in order to get the tracker you must fill out the form completely yes an introduction lets you win the tracker and is a major part of your forum. /endofminimod

[Araviir]

@snowleopard
it's form not forum /endofgrammarspaz

ooh~ I love that stealth tracker :D his design is really pretty, I may fill out a form for him!

[orange.c y r u s♥]

NNNOOOO,more people to compete with.....it's so hard to try and beat these good writersXP

[tennisbutt]

I have 2 upgrade slots open if anyone's interested <3