Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[Jezi]

Er... Are you allowed to use a tracker as a fursona? Just don't want you to get in trouble for that if Nex wouldn't want you to X3

[DoctorDraca]

Trackers can't become a fursona as a fursona should be created by the person it belongs to. Trackers can be characters, yes, but not fursonas.

[corgie]

Gosh 25 is BEAUTIFUL <3

Good luck everyone this round, and darn limits D8

[Amazonboy]

i feel a draw to number 24 ill make a good story for him

[alas,]

This has to be the best series ever. Period.

Tracker Dog Application Series 8 -- Work in progress.
*Dyna is the planet he lives on, or was sent to, rather, to gather information about the aliens there [similar to the Na'vi]. One of the natives took him in. Dyna is a planet fully created by me, with inspiration from Pandora and the markings of Âme.

|Username|
Xrae.

|Tracker Dog you want|
Tracker Twenty-four.

|Name you'll give it|
Âme [aim]

|Alias|
Ames. [aims]

|Meaning|
Soul, in French. Probably not pronounced correctly, but more similar and fitting to his breed.

|Reason why you want it|
First of all, I've been trying my best on my latest forms here, and the past Trackers I really did like. Verfolger, Aratu--but others have won them, and I was happy for them, of course, but I did feel a pang of sadness. I had been stalking for over a month, probably a month and a half [or so] now, and have found only a few that I connected with. But this guy, it was BANG. I knew everything about him from his personality to his background. It sent a wonderful shock through me. I feel that I should be glad that I didn't win the other two Trackers because this would be my last one, and even then it wouldn't match the series I would do because of his planet. So, he's amazing.

Secondly, Âme is inspiring. I desire to type a story so desperately for him because of the motivation courses through my veins. These words are spilling out of my digits, now, that's how easy it seems for me to describe him. I can think of so many plots for him, and I love that. I don't like sitting there and doing nothing but browsing the forums, drawing, doing the same stuff over and over again--homework, browse, walk; homework, browse, walk... It could be exciting. Homework, story, browse, edit, write, edit, read, write, walk~ Simply wonderful.

Thirdly, this Tracker will be fun. He takes place in a world I can entirely explain on my own. Its plants, its inhabitants, its moons...my own personal project, and he would've started it all. I can think of it now, creativity swirl in my mind, making me actually want to do something. I normally don't have a reason to do this, that makes me happy and really desire to continue with it. His effect on me...

It will leave my own mind awestruck.

|What will you do with it if you win?|
I will do the small, easy things like purchasing art and writing poems and songs about and inspired by him, and he'll also get a spot on my character thread, maybe even his own thread. I won't leave him there to wither in the dust and be lonley, but I will draw him myself and constantly daydream about him, purposely or not. Like most others, I would probably throw in a squee here and there.

But instead of keeping him restrained to my mind, I will allow him to see the world, and know that he's a character on CS, know that he's from a short story. I desire him to realize this. I don't want him to rot in just plain stories, being bored to death in the same text as always. No, he will know my characters, and will constantly be together with them. He will be capable of being free, something others may not be allowed to be.

|Will it be used in any kind of story?|
Most likely. Probably not the main character, nor an antagonist, but perhaps a static character in a short story if I do make the planet. The pet of an alien, perhaps. So not his own, personal stories [however, I just might, it depends], but more as a side-character inside the text.

If I don't, I'll at least do a few poems and songs inspired by him. Please be aware that I may not post it here on Chicken Smoothie, but keep it to myself on my computer. If I do, though, I will be sure to share and put it on my 'stories' thread.

|Describe its personality|
Ames is a very obediant Tracker, and will never disobey. His mind is wired in a way that only he has to listen to his master, but no matter what his master says, whether it is kill your best friend or kill me, can he make an infraction. Ames knows it is possible to not do as he is told, but is strictly against it. Âme is very loyal, as well as obediant, making him a very talented Tracker when it comes to searching with his master, because it is safer and a stronger tactic. He won't leave you, unless he is told do. Âme does like to help at that, as well, and loves a good pat on the back when he does something great, but doesn't live for praise.

He's easygoing, and doesn't argue with the facts. He may know a better and easier way, but because of the fact that he lacks being stubborn, it is realitively simple to get what you want from Âme. He's a straight-forward guy and gets right to the job; he doesn't waste any of his time. Each step is precious to him, and he tries to get things doone as cleanly and quickly as possible.

Âme is very quiet, and doesn't make much noises, or talk to other Trackers constantly. This Tracker can speak, but prefers to use body language to communicate. He rarely whines, barks, or growls, but glares with a posture suggesting back off when something comes towards him, for example. He is a tough guy, and hardly ever complains about things. He a rock, really, and has no soft-spots. There are seldom things special to him, because he's a very intelligent boy and knows that pain grows away, and new things will always come to replace the old.

This does not mean that he hates, or doesn't love, but truly won't spare much. Âme loves quite a bit, and is actually a caring Tracker, except he despises pushing buttons of rivals who put his values in danger. So rather than not adoring anything, he isn't risky. At all. There are the things he will spare himself for, and there are the things he won't. It's just if there is a high-quantity of one thing, he won't risk it. To him, each person is alike, really. Different personalities sometimes, but mostly all the same. So, he'll let them be in danger.

He may feel guilt, but hardly. He's pretty much and emotionless boy. He's got a boat-load of soul and spirit, however, that aura is yet to proove itself true.

| Likes and Dislikes |
There are few things he likes and dislikes. Few things he actually values and/or want to perish. To Âme, everything is just an object placed on Dyna* for a specific reason. He fears that most, though, have yet to realize their own meaning.

Something Âme truly cherishes is his planet, Dyna. He loves the chemically altered breeze, so different from ours. He loves the slimy trees and glowing plants and pure clear lavender waters, with strokes of pinks and blues here and there. He loves the abstract colors of each organisms, each pinch of dirt. Âme adores how everything is something real and living. He ecspecially loves it all put together and what a gorgeous picture and feeling it makes, what emotions it brings.

Something Âme detests, is liberators of themselves. He calls them Libbies. Libbies are people who come to Dyna to gather the rare energy found there, destroying the planet little by little, only to assist their own planet. He thinks of them as selfish things, stealing vermin that are money-thirsty brutes. What he hates more, is that he's originally from a planet full of them. He doesn't want to kill them, oddly enough, just to show them what they're doing to the universe. He just wants them to know what they're ruining.

|Write an introduction for your Tracker|
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[RainbowBizkit <3]

Tracker Dog Application Series 8
Username: Rev Theory!
Tracker Dog you want: 24
Name you'll give it: Jaden (Name changes to LightStreak)
Reason why you want it: I Love the blue, Blue is my all time favortie color plus he loves the night, I preffer to wait til the sun goes down til I enjoy outside. I always think the night is like a second world, The sky shimmers a black color it only lights up by the tiny stars in the sky. It reminds me how beauftiful the world is, and I bet it makes Jaden think that to. I also have made a post in my Charcter Thread thats for trackers thats been empty for about a month now and I dream one day I will have a beautiful tracker to put there and liven it up if you dont believe me come here: viewtopic.php?f=10&t=451508
Nex I must say so far (including customs) This is the best tracker that you have ever made and I really want to be the owner of this beautiful boy.
Plus it would be an honor for him to be my first tracker, He is so beautiful that if I get him I will fall out of my chair and cry tears of joy and if I loose him I will be sad for awhile. I love how his designs are they just remind me of outer space and everything we could be if we tried. His personalty makes me think that we are all great, and hold a huge wad of power in our hands, and that we can accomplish anything.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Yes I love my storys! This ones a little long and has some ''Bloody" or as you say "Graphic sence such as guts and blood but not unrealistic like "He automaticlly ripped out the guys heart and swallowed it" I hate it when people do that. This one will use real life situations and real life threats. This is an action packed adventure, with danger at every turn, enjoy!


Describe its personality:
Shy
In situations with other trackers or people this little tracker doesnt exactly run to them. He most likely will listen to how they act from a far, rather then upfront thats how him and Coan met upfront and personal, he knows never ever to do that again. Coan was his previous partner and was rather abusive to him, His new owner will make a promise to Jaden and make this tracker the happiest in the world.

Curious
Jaden is very curious though he might be shy, but he still wanders in other peoples bussiness. He always tends to mess up what your doing by walking over it or sitting right by your face waiting for you to finish whatever your doing. Though Jaden looks like a normal tracker he isnt, he tends to watch as you work although he cant see you, he looks curiously at you when doing something thats not with him when you are supposeively suppost to be with him.


Fun
Jaden is a very fun and enthuseastic tracker, although he enjoys being by himself at times he trys to make the joy pop out of him in every situation he faces although he doesnt in crime and dangerous situations. He loves being around other trackers and creates a fun atmosphere for those around him, almost everyone likes this tracker Jaden and thinks he makes their lives a bit better by meeting him. His sprit glows like his markings, legend says his glowing markings were formed after he was born and was found to be a fun gentle soul.


Loving
He cares alot about hurt or depressed trackers and will do his best to see that they are comforted, healed, or filled with joy. He cares very much about his species, and loves every single one of them including aquatic, stealth, aerial, and wild he treats them all with love and cares about each one of them. He enjoys caring for others, and making sure they are healthy and safe. He trys not to look behind him and only infront of him, the past is left in the past and the future is coming.

Fear
Every night he fears Coan will come and snatch him away from the world and kill him, like he almost did back at the farm. He always watches his keeps his ears pricked and his nose alert for the foul stench of Coan. Fear mostly never strikes this tracker but when he smells Coan and hears him, He runs as fast as he can to escape the devil.

Loner
Jaden preffers to be a loner although at points he loves being with others, he enjoys the peacefulness of not having anyone around but himself. Specially young trackers, he preffers nbot to have young trackers with him that will bounce off him every day while he is sleeping, instead of at night when he is fully up and ready to go. Jaden loves his life as a loner.

§Likes§
-Cold nights
-The wilderness
-Hunting
-Mice (to eat)
-To have a companion

♣Dislikes♣
-The large loud city
- Eating off a dog bowl
-Cats
-Dogs
-Being alone 24/7
-Last partner Coan


Theme song:
Broken Bones By Rev Theory

What Season is it:
It is the very start of fall, Forevers favorite season, though he cant see anything in the outside world he can hear and in the woods the leaves fall giving away places that prey or predators could be hiding.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
I sat on the grassy hill looking over all of the woodland territory, there was a small gust of wind blowing my fur back in forth and the night sky looked more beautiful tonight then last night. It was dark black and had billions of stars scattered all across it, with a big full moon right in the center tonight was perfect. Although each night I really hate sitting here alone I can hear everything around me, and sence when somethings moving for me by vibrations bouncing off everything this great big world has to offer and I have the ability to tell when its night and day but still, "its a cold cruel world" I thought to remebering my last partner. I shivered remebering the nightmares that haunted me of him, he hated me with every part of his body and always lashed out at me with anything he could beat me with. I managed to escape one day hopping the fence and never looking back just saved my life now I was here in this wonderful free place for two months now, I liked humans they're all different I just happened to get the worse one on the planet when I tried to get a partner.

I felt a breeze whip around me wildly, like a savage ocean wave whipping the shore. Surely at first I thought it was just a regular breeze then I heard something moving closer behind me, footsteps cracked the leaves and snapped a branch. I spun around and stood up hearing the thing getting closer and closer to me. I put my foot ut and moved it a little, it was plump and fat. "Rabbit" I thought sighing and turning back around to feel the wind lap at my fur. I laid down in the grass feeling it rub my face as I set my head down in it. It made me feel free, and though no one was around to hold me or be by me, I still loved the cool feeling of the night. I thought to myself drifting into sleep as I knew the night time was leaving and the day time was approaching.


I yawned waking up from the long sleep I had the day before. It was cool and moist around me I knew it was night, I thought yawning standing on shakey legs. Suddenly a gun shot fired, and a bullet wizzed past my left ear, I ducked just missing it.
Startled another rang out at me but missed by far, I turned and ran down the left side of the hill and raced into the forest of trees. As I ran footsteps followed me along with the small footsteps of dogs, Barks rang out behind me along with gun shots. I took a sharp turn and raced into a large bush, laying in the grass I listened and smelled for the dogs which were getting closer and closer. One of the dogs stopped running and sniffed the ground around the bush I was in the human loaded his gun and waited for the dogs bark. I smelled the scent of the human, my heart raced it was Coan. I tried not to let out a cry of terror and stepped back still crouched down, and started to leave the bush when a crack sounded from my back right foot "no! stupid branch!" I thought listening. I listened closer and waited, suddenly the dog struck its head in the bush I was In and barked as loud as it could. I high tailed it running as fast as I could. Panting and running threw the obsticle of trees, I smelled Coan racing after me and the two dogs were close behind him barking as loud as they could. I senced a cliff approaching as I ran forward, So I began to slow down and turned backing towards the cliff I tried to smell where Coan was directly standing, but swayed my head in every direction snarling. "Hey Jaden" he said reaching his hand out to me. I back up more feeling my right foot slip off the cliff I heard the tiny rocks fall gently down to the bottom of the 20 foot drop.


The dogs snarled and I could sence one of them approached me on each side of Coan. "Now Jaden, if you dont follow us back home we will make sure you fall down that drop" He said snickering. I sighed hearing the dogs turn around and Coan turned around to although he grabbed the back of my neck, and I let him drag me threw the forest alittle ways until he let go of me. "Walk" He demanded kicking me in the right leg, I turned and snarled at him but he just smacked my muzzle and told me to walk again. I had it with this guy, turning to face him I snarled and bit into the flesh of his leg, warn salty blood poured into my mouth as my teeth sunk farther and farther into his leg. Yelling Coan grabbed my head and threw me off his leg, the dogs turned around and snarled as I darted to the right and ran from the two beast-like animals I heard Coan yelling to the dogs, and I heard him drop to the ground and, I smelled his blood pouring out onto the dirt.

As I ran one of the beast-like dogs swiped at my left ankle hitting it dead on, I tried not to let out a cry of pain as the other dog was gaining on me, I decided I was going to make a hard right turn. Slipping out of the dogs reach I flew to the right sending the dogs straight over a hill and down into the river that lay farther beyond it. Panting my markings began to glow in the moon light and I heard something crawling towards me. Pricking my ears I smelled the tangy scent of blood, inching its way closer and closer to me, I relized it was Coan, When was he going to give up? I heard him trying to stand up "You foul dog" He snapped staggering towards me, I snarled but shook in my footsteps Coan was capible of anything even when he was hurt. Bracing myself I ran toward him snarling I opened my mouth and took out his left leg this time, My teeth sunk into the flesh around his shin and I heard him cry in pain as I let go. Now he was finished if I wanted I could leave him hgere to die after what he did to me, but Im not a horrible tracker. After Coan had passed out from the loss of blood I began dragging him by his shirt down the grassy hill I would take him to the city and leave him in the street then someone would find him and take care of him, I thought to myself dragging his unconsoius body along the grass.


My Limbs grew more and more tired every second I dragged him, it had been two hours since I left the forest, it usually takes two hours to get to the city but since I was dragging Coan it was going to be another hour before we got there, and the worst part is thats its day time now so i'm getting tired. After about a half hour I dropped Coan and laid myself in the grass for a mintue, I felt my markings glow as if I had done something right. Instead of killing COan I took him back where he belonged and something about that moment made me spark with energy. Getting up full of confidence, I grabbed Coans shirt and dragged him along another half hour. Finally we were right outside the city full of zooming cars and angery people, I sighed and dragged Coans Body right out onto the side walk of the town, then I ran my footsteps thudded in the mudand my markings began to glow when I heard a voice. "Here tracker, tracker, tracker!" It said. I stopped running and turned around, puzzled I heard a human stepping toward me cautiously, it smelled of wild flowers and berrys. "Come here boy its ok" It said calling me, I stepped closer and relized it was a female human. I began to walk closer to her then when we were face to face I stuck my nose to her and smelled her, she giggled and lightly stroked my face with her gentle soft hand.

"Your not from around here ae you?" She said stroking me gently, I just sat down in front of her and wagged my tail a bit listening to what she had to say. My markings glowed unexpectedly and she stopped stroking me "Wow" she said "I have never seen a tracker like you before, you must be very speical" She said putting her palm over my glowing markings. "I think I will call you LightStreak" She said patting my head "See you around sometime" She said turning around to leave. But I didnt want her to leave she was a kind person and I liked her so I followed her. After about five mintues she relized I was following her. She gasped to I felt her hand come down gently on my head, "Well if you like me so much you can follow me home" She laughed as I began to follow her away from the town onto a small grassy territory, I heard sirens and smelled the blood of Coan the peoplke were now finally taking him away and I was free of him forever.

WIP!!!!!!

[EmberThorn]

Series #8: March 3, 2011

Tracker Dog #25 I Available until March 9
Gender: Undecided
Because of the lion-ish looks, this Tracker looks male, but the purple seems to indicate female. Nex can't tell you, she forgot, so she'll allow the next owner to see which gender it'll be. Think of it as a surprise.. Anyway, this Tracker is loyal, strong and brave, originally made for nightly missions, but it might as well be used during the day. It's a bit energetic, so it's advised to keep the Tracker outside.

♫♪Singing Silence♪♫

♥Username♥
EmberThorn

♥Tracker Dog I want♥
#25

♥Name I'll give it♥
Silent Melody

♥Nicknames♥
Song, Silence, Vi, 25, Mel and Cub

♥Reasons behind the name♥
She reacts to music in a way no tracker dog ever has before, it can dictate her mood, if a calming piece comes on she will be calm. The silence is because she never makes a sound, so totally silent but her streamlined body and acute senses sing out, she is totally flawless in her handler's eyes.

♥Reason why I want it♥
I've always loved the wild trackers, they are so stunning and sort of remind me of myself sometimes, not my exterior but my dishevelled interior, anyone that knows me will know that I can be very opinionated and live by my own rules, but I let others hurt me, so the fact this looks like a tracker dog that could be bold on the outside but hurt by every criticism would really suit me. The ragged and not self-conscious approach of the design is like me on the inside, Missy, the last tracker I applied for reminded me more of me on the outside, more superficial. I scrapped the old story as I didn't have the heart for it anymore and I will begin a new one, centered around this tracker for you. She is more the sort of tracker that I would spill more about my difficulties into, she'd be more like the best friend I could confide in which I never had. I've been through some pretty rough times, seen some pretty awful things, I'm mentally scarred in that way and that was what the markings on her back reminded me of, and the fact they are white symbolises hope for a better future past the grey and I think that's what I'll write about. She would be a great friend to my fursona, an outgoing but inwardly cringing wolf, seen in horse form in my signature. She is absolutely beautiful and it would lighten an awful period of my life that I'm having at the moment.

♥What I will do if I win her♥
added this section just to allow myself to dream.
First of all I would write countless stories of her adventures, her love for Aaliyah and her job and the great commitments and burdens it brings. As well as having pride of place in my siggy many of my pets would be given out for art of her, so much art she'd of course need her own spot on my character thread and her special spot in my heart. I can offer the utmost care and attention to her and will ofcourse love her and care for her. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure many other people would love her and dearly want her, but I can offer my whole heart, every inch of it, although even this doesn't do her justice. She may becom mascot for most of my threads and I would always be there ready to look after her and perhaps rp her a little with your permission, of course. Basically I WILL be running round the house screaming and hugging everybody in sight I'd be so insanely ecstatic to win her ♥

♥Will it be used in any kind of story?♥
Ofcourse, you will see the beginning in the introduction to the tracker, but if I win her I'll finish it and make a thread for her. My plan is for her to be placed with Laylah and for a relationship to form quickly, they have to rely on each other to survive but one day readings pick up that a storm will hit, but when Laylah leaves, Mel refuses to leave the dogs on the sled team and works to keep them alive by finding food in the ways Laylah had demonstrated. It obviously has alot more depth but after a few months it is clear for Laylah, annoyed after being dragged away from the camp, toreturn to see if her beloved tracker and sled team were still there. Obviously it will have alot more depth but that is the loose outline.

♥Theme Song♥
All the things she said - t.a.T.u http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mGBaXPlri8 for personal reasons I'd rather not explain.

♥Poem♥
But the song being sung,
Deep in my soul,
Cannot be heard,
Cannot be told,
Though I hear you sister,
In the back of my head,
Whispering back,
All those things she said.
--again this is focused on being hurt by words even if you can't show it on the exterior, it's how I always feel and the words said by loves lost that repeat themselves in the back of your head, making their own melodies, they're always with me (r.i.p.)

♥Its personality♥
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~Practical~
Being very much the tomboy Mel looks down on luxuries and all unneccessary or excessiveness, even of emotion. Therefore she only gives off small indications of her mood but can be very sweet. She hates any sort of comfort and anything that goes to waste upsets her. The only thing she posesses to excess is energy, but that is not put to waste as she always exerts as much effort as possible and often runs the sled almost by herself with the huskies only having to do minimal work to stay in rank behind her.
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~Patient~
She is very understanding and will spend hours waiting in the same place for her handlers return. She is very good at being on the ball and ready for instruction for very long periods of time and can effectively "hibernate for about a week if there was no care for her, meaning if she had to be left she could almost put herself on standby.
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~Brave~
Mel isn't afraid, not of death, not of anything... apart from losing her handler, she fears only for others' safety, never her own. She is very good at guiding, fearless to test out a track, bridge or patch of Ice first, she needs to be brave to perform her job properly and ensure a safe journey for all with her. Although she can sometimes doubt herself she is constantly being told not to put herself down and to think positive.
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~Loyal~
She never lets you down, once given a location to get to without hazard she will be determined to complete it and stays totally focused on the tasks in hand. She needs to be well trained to perform well in such dangerous situations and her relationship with the handler relies entirely on a balance of trust. She trusts Laylah to keep her safe and she trusts her to do as she’s told and complete expeditions.
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~Submissive~
Very quick to surrender to another's will especially those she trusts, she will never put up a fight and when threatened by another tracker she would rather run than argue. She will only stand to fight if it will help a situation or save a life other than her own, no matter what threatens her. This may appear shameful or cowardly but she does it not only to protect herself but also all the people she works to save from dangerous situations. She isn't genuinely afraid, just completely passive and non-aggressive. She has to be very calm to perform her job to the best of her ability and fighting is counter-productive.
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~Intelligent~
As well as having the physical abilities and mental attitude to perform well in stressful, freezing and dangerous situations she has to be incredibly smart to sniff out a weak spot and find where the real danger lies in order to avoid it. She would make an excellent companion for the human form of my fursona, hance how both dictate my personality and together it would dictate my thoughts, feelings and even past, totally. Whilst being loyal and hard working she has to be smart when Laylah needs her to work at something that Laylah can't get close to herself without making the situation dangerous.
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~Alert~
It is required that she be attentive at all times so as to spot any possible thin ice, wild animals, landslides and any other natural occurence that could cause death or serious injury to the whole team. She must thoroughly investigate all suspicions and be completely sure that a path is safe before leading them onto it. If she was not aware at all times then a crack could slip past her watchful eye and a member of the team culd be lost purely because of her lack of attention.
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~Restless~
It is not only very important she doesn’t get tired but to function and perform to her full potential she needs to always have the energy to be aware and react reflexively in tough and stressful situations. Her high energy level and extreme stamina also allow her to focus on any game which also makes her very easy to train and an even nicer family pet. As well as having the physical ability to keep going she also has the mental advantage of being able to stay focused.
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~Inquisitive~
This can sometimes help and sometimes hinder a mission, but she has this love of investigating. If she doesn't know even the tiniest thing, if there's one secret successfully kept from her, it will drive her insane until she finds out. She holds a thirst for knowledge and a hunger for a mystery which clash, so that when a mystery is solved she is still dissatisfied and must find another to work on. This can be irritating to her handler and her carer as her nose is in everything and she can’t stop finding ways to cause trouble with her curiosity.
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~Easygoing~
Has no issues with being told what to do, but is always ready to take control of a situation if it puts anyone in danger and only picks out commands that will help to listen to. However, this method of elimination means there is little room for guidance and if her judgement isn't entirely accurate it could prove to be fatal to the whole team. Selectiveness means that as long as she is accurate she can still do as Aaliyah commands whilst adding in fack Aaliyah didn't ave to paint a clear picture of what to expect and ensure the most safety possible.
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♥Proposed job and handler♥
Handler: Aaliyah
Aaliyah, my fursona. is a headstrong, independent woman who must rely on Mel to perform well or her life could be put at risk. She is only 17 years old but acts much more mature and works hard to prove herself as a civilised and intelligent adult. Being the youngest person to work with marine life in the Arctic and its brutal conditions she must strive to keep her position. A tracker was given to her to help out with the work and to guide the sled team as well as keep her company after the unfortunate death of her human companion, Liam.
Proposed job:
Mel, as a wild tracker, would be suited to help Laylah in her cold workplace to guide the sled team and help them to shift the load and scientific equipment used. She would take front position and if she suspects danger, Laylah will stop the sled to allow her out of the harness to investigate. She would also be of great use as a guard dog, to warn them of danger as she prefers to sleep outside, although very few humans come to pass.

♥Likes♥
Working
Playing
Fish/Whale/Seal etc. to eat
Cuddling up to Aaliyah
Company
Cold
Outdoors
The Spring
Training, learning
Birds, to befriend
Huskies, to work with
Running
Solving things
Attention
The Moon

♥Dislikes♥
Doing nothing
Being bored
Other dogs
Cats
Summer and Winter
Being Alone
Being indoors
Staying with someone other than Aaliyah
Heat
Failing
Confinement
Being Ignored
Bridges

♥An introduction for my Tracker♥
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Aaliyah sat at the window of the thick-walled rural log cabin, awaiting the arrival of her new partner. She had been told she had been through months of discipline and training before being assigned the mission. Still being young, although professional, she was very excited just to have some human company again. She had loved Liam and it still stung that she had to work without him, that she had to try her best to live through each day in the harsh land that he had always brightened. Refusing to think about it any more she pushed back the tears and continued to wait
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When the van, equipped with radar equipment and heavy snow chains pulled up her heart continued to pound and she flung open the door to run into the eastward wind which carried a light snow drift. Expecting the front passenger door to open she became surprised when the muscular driver, appearing to be aged around thirty opened the back of the truck and rolled out a large cage.
"What's this? I was waiting for company to arrive, I don't need another husky." Aaliyah shouted over the roaring winds, her voice being carried off with the dancing snowflakes.
"This IS your company ma'am, with all due respects, another human would be of little use. This tracker dog is well equipped to deal with these climates and very good at preventing the sort of unfortunate accident that took Liam, but this one will need to be kept out side, no matter how cold."
"Don't speak of Liam." She barked, her eyes welling up, "I've heard of the trackers. Open it then."
She waited expectantly for an unneeded mutt to poke its head out of the cage, and was surprised when a blind creature, which looked like it had had some serious genetical engineering slunk out. It's beauty struck her and it's ears flicked as the long tongue sniffed the air, picking up her scent. Left completely speechless all she could do was stare at the magnificent beast that stood before her as the driver laughed at her dumbstruck expression.
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Once the truck had left Aaliyah showed Mel, her company, the team; Sariah, Laylah, Niria, Missy, Moriko, Amirah, Sandy, Raven and Sash. The huskys cowered back from the looming creature, a creation of man brought to life, they were terrified of it's size and muscular appearance. However, once they had learned that Mel had no intention of harming them they were easy and began to investigate their new friend. First sniffing her all over at a safe distance and then trying to provoke play. She didn't know what to do so she decided on showing no interest, she had been trained that huskies were only there to help her work and had no part in play or any other unprofessional engagement. When Laylah learned that Mel wasn't interested, she signalled for her pack to retreat and get some more rest, as it was very much needed to complete the track past half-peak in the morning.
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Waking up half buried in snow was a new experience for Melody, she rose to her feet in a sharp move, not at all disorientated or drowsy, and shook off the ice crystals which had embedded themselves in her fur. The cold didn't bother her and it pleased her how it sharpened her senses and burned the insides of her cheeks, making her even more acutely alert. She lifted a paw to place forward, away from the cabin, ready for a hunt. But her sensetive nose picked up a scent of whale blubber and she heard the huskies fighting over the hunks of raw flesh. Placing her paw back to the ice she turned on her tail and loped gracefully up to the door of the cabin.
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She scratched at the doorframe and Aaliyah's face appeared as it opened. "Come in, girl. Breakfast's up." With the knife in a larger hunk of blubber she flicked a portion of the dead seal over to Mel.
She ate it within a few quick contractions of the gullet and she was instantly full, there would be no need to hunt for long with this team. Mel began to wonder if she was even needed here, but tried not to judge until the day of her first mission...
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• 1 Month Later •
"Alright, gotta move guys, before the snow sets in and we're trapped. Too late for the vehicles." Aaliyah said. This base would have o be dug out before they rotated back by next spring. The storm was going to snow in all the facilites, so it was back to dog and sled hauling along vital equipment and resources past the peak of the next bank, a safe spot from the blizzard. Although light the snow built up quickly and Aaliyah and the team had to keep moving. Silence was in head position scanning the ground for any possible weakness, but it seemed to be atleast a couple of metres thick, more than enough to hold. Her ears flicked back and Aaliyah stopped the huskies, panting and eager to carry their master they continued to pull against her, but a short growl from Mel stopped them. Springing from the side of the sled Aaliyah walked forward to unclip Mel from the rest of the dogs and she immediately sank to her belly and crawled in this position for about fifty yards. Her assumptions were proved when her front paw reached through a small patch of snow and hit some thin ice, it appeared to continue round and laylah circled the perimeter of the seperation.
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After a few minutes Aaliyah had successfully steered the huskies around the edge of the crevice at a safe distance from the indent in the snow that Mel had made. Once clipped back into the harness Melody began to heave, throwing all her weight through her shoulders and pushing on whilst reacting sensetively to the twitches of the rope which helped Aaliyah to stay in control of the sledge. Although tired, once another cabin was in sight Mel tried harder, threw more effort in to getting the team there safely. The sled was locked in a raised cabin extension and the dogs were brought inside. The boss called on the radio reciever and Aaliyah picked it up. Refusing to let down her guard Mel stayed alert with ears pricked forward. A sudden flux in the radio wavelengths caused the signal to falter and they were cut off from the boss, instead a symphony of piano and violin came on and Aaliyah saw Melody instantly calm and her head lay against the floor with her long tongue splayed out to the side. Aaliyah laughed as the boss was back on the airwaves instead of the music and Mel gave a little jump.
"Just remember what I've told you and you'll be fine." was the last words Aaliyah heard him say, but...
"What did he say" she said quietly to herself.
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Mel whimpered as she watched Aaliyah frantically fight with the reciever making an attempt to boost the signal, but no luck. There wasn't enough power in it to get from base 24.0 back to base 1.5. What were they going to do? They'd have to proceed the mission without the seemingly vital knowledge the boss had given them. But first they had to survive being stuck inside the small cabin on the small amount of food they had left.

Tada!

[cedaar]

Whoa! #24 is AMAZING!! And 24 is one of my favorite numbers! I hoped 24 would be awesome. xD

[bearlygrunge]

Lovely new batch, Nex. I find the personality traits you've given them intriguing. :3 Number 25 is definitely my favorite. <3

Good luck to those applying. ^^;

Gosh dern. .Arrow. doesn't even know she's won yet. . . :c

[Queen Vivane]

I am fairly fond of 25 and 26 -restrains self from trying out-