
Username:
Soul-Sama
Kennel Number:
103
Name [of pet]:
Monty(the name suites him)
Gender [of pet]:
Male
Breed/Species [of pet]:
Australian Shepard mix
Personality [of pet]:
He is sweet and kind when he can trust in someone. He is usually depressed, and is very anti-social. He isn’t hyper, he is calm, and he is a listener. He isn’t the leader type, more a follower. His past is a very sensitive subject, he would rather not speak anything of it.
Background/History [of pet]:
Into The Fire
Fires, burning around me, smoke filling my eyes and nose, causing it to be hard to breathe. Ashes in my eyes, tears streaming down my cheek as I watched my love go up in flames, believe me, I tried so hard to save her, but my effort wasn’t enough, so my dreams perished in the fire.
After the fire I went to see if she had somehow escaped, but all I found was a strange male, with her…so that’s why shed always came home far after dusk. I guess I wasn’t enough, for her to do that…its like a metal bat to the head, I had almost died for her, more than I should have…I trusted her…and she just spat in my face.
The first time she smiled at me, I should’ve known it was to good to be true. How did I just…. believe her? I can never trust anyone…not now, not ever. I can’t even trust my own shadow for; it’s just following me…not to encourage me…its just there. As for my first love, she wasn’t there for me. Never was she there for me. She was just there to kick me when I’ve fallen down… She would have let me die in that fire without a thought…. Ill never trust anyone…never again. I will show no mercy. As they’ve never shown me any. Why do they even deserve my pity? I guess I can at least give them a chance, but after that…I cannot let them go.
I knew the wolf that was with my love, his name was Sahara. That traitor was my best friend, my own blood. My brother in fact, he was the better-looking one, I seemed to have gotten all of the brains from fathers side of the family. Mother was the pretty one, father and I, we were the same, until he jumped off the cliff after our stupid mother managed to walk off of it.
I don’t understand…father was smart, why would he do something so stupid?! We were still pups at the time, just old enough to eat meat. Oh well, its not my fault we don’t have parents any longer, if it had been my choice, I would have had father leave mother in the first place. I learned how to hunt from our pup sitter, he’s a good wolf and all but, I just can’t trust him.
Awhile back I had chosen to travel to the river, the breeze there was very calming. It seemed to have the power to relieve fear, and to help me realize why father had gone over that cliff. But I don’t think ill ever understand…wait I can. I just…I just won’t.
Use [for pet]: A character in a book I’m writing along with Amerigo.
Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
Likes:
To be able to trust
Being alone
Talking to himself
Dislikes:
Distrust
Traitors
His brother
He highly dislikes to be bothered
Keep this here. :'D