by stanzathemanza » Thu Apr 29, 2010 10:18 am
Pet's ID Tag: #21
Name You'd Choose for It: Shawn
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: Shawn looks like a tough, strong, cool kind of dog/wolf and that was what I was looking for when I was browsing the Agency this morning.
History/Background/Other:
Shawn paused in his sleep, opened his eyes, and glanced around the dark, wooded area. Nothing but shadows and trees. What had he heard? Shawn could feel the blood-red fur on the back of his neck stand up. Something was out there. He rose slowly and cautiously to his feet. Why had he chosen to sleep in the forest, where anyone could attack from all sides? Feeling vulnerable, Shawn shivered and remembered the pouring rain that the leaves protected him from.
Stupid fear of water.
He forced himself into a sitting position beside an oak. He would have to wait and see what happened. There was no use trying to go back to sleep now, or he would get ambushed when he wasn't expecting it. A sharp crunch-crunch broke the silent air like two gunshots. Footsteps. Shawn flexed the alert muscles in his front and back legs. He could take anyone. He waited as the footsteps came closer... and closer... WHAM! They hit him from all sides. Smallish dogs, with all-black markings and white paws. Border Collie puppies?
Shawn pulled himself to his feet, feeling utterly confused. They were Border Collie puppies. They had drawn themselves into a group in front of him and were watching him expectantly. "Please sir," One yipped. "Please protect us! There's a wolf from a neighboring clan coming to hunt us down and eat us!" He made a scary face at one of the younger female pups and she let out a terrified yelp.
"But you're purebred puppies! What are you doing in one of the wolf clans?" Shawn asked, still feeling thoroughly confused and surprised.
"They raised us from strays. It's a long story." The puppy spoke up. "But we need your help. Please sir, will you help us?" Shawn felt sadness swell in his stomach. He had once been the leader of one of those wolf clans. Now he had run off, and everything had changed. He didn't want the lead anymore. One of those other wolves could kill these puppies for all he cared... Shawn didn't want anything to do with his old family. Then he looked down at the poised, expectant pups and made a decision.
"Okay." He said. "I'll protect you."
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It was evening when she came. There was a rustling of the leaves (the puppies ran to hide behind Shawn) and then the wolf emerged. She was pretty, as wolves go. She had smoky gray fur and silvery green eyes. Shawn felt the same heavy surge of sadness as before. "Keya, you've hurt me enough already." He turned so she wouldn't see the hatred that stained his earnest gray eyes.
"Shawn... I wanted you to know that we need you. The pack needs you. I haven't come after
these puppies. I came to find you." She glared at the puppies and they yipped nervously.
"Keya, you were the one who always hated me. You protested my lead. I left because of you. I don't need to go back. You can just tell them that... that Shawn isn't coming. Okay?" He turned and saw her disappointment.
"But Shawn, I know I said all that about you before, but I'm really truly sorry about that. And I- we need you to come back. Every day the other clans are moving into our hunting grounds and stripping the game from the lands. We need you to organize armies and patrols. Please?"
Shawn found himself looking down at his gray paws. "Keya..." He protested, but her eyes were pleading with him. He took a cautious step, then fell into step beside her and followed her out of the forest.
Shawn later became the leader of his old wolf pack again, with a mate this time. His mate was Keya.
Main Personality: Shawn is known to have a soft spot for weak or injured dogs/wolves, but otherwise he is very fierce and protective. He spends his time planning attacks and watching over other canines. However, he is a gentleman at times, and guards his mate like he would guard his clan.
Likes: being in the heat of the battle, freedom, Fall, hunting, and just generally being incredibly competitive.
Dislikes: heat/summer (his thick fur makes him VERY hot), losing, watching his side fail, and losing to anyone, whether it's his own brother or a stranger wolf.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. Shawn will have other dogs/animals to socialize with and a happy live living with my other characters.
I'm briefly back after 8 years! <3
22-yr-old punk. they/them
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New thread yay! Awesome
