Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[EmberThorn]

Nex, when you're online please do a linkm to my art shop on the front page as I now do free tracker art! (It's traditional and for now colour is VERY limited) but free anatomically correct shaded b&w pictures are available for free - when I'm open again!

[Wifflebee]

...Oh my gosh. o.o I LOVE #27!!!!!!!!!! 0o0 I really wanna apply, but I want to see what 29 will look like... Must restrain!!!!! 0_0 Nex, why do the trackers all have to look so awesome!?!?!?

[Clive]

Great creations!

But i will wait a little bit, lets see what will 29# look like ^^

[DoctorDraca]

Nex, when you're online please do a linkm to my art shop on the front page as I now do free tracker art! (It's traditional and for now colour is VERY limited) but free anatomically correct shaded b&w pictures are available for free - when I'm open again!

Alright, I will!

[EmberThorn]

Nex, when you're online please do a linkm to my art shop on the front page as I now do free tracker art! (It's traditional and for now colour is VERY limited) but free anatomically correct shaded b&w pictures are available for free - when I'm open again!

Alright, I will!

Thank you ^^

[hellevi]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9
Username: Fig Newton
Tracker Dog you want: #28
Name you'll give it: Tossina [Toxin in Italian]
Reason why you want it: This tracker is absolutely beautiful, even if others my think not. Her coloring is amazing, and to be honest, I have been having a liking to things toxic, toxin, etc., lately. She will be given a create home, and given her own special page along with Traquer on my character website. :]
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Will it be used in any kind of story?: Yup. I will create her her own story, like Traquer.
Describe its personality: Tossina is very skittish and timid. She dislikes being around many people, or large crowds. But she also doesn't like being alone with 1 or 2 strangers she does not know. She is uncomfortable around strangers because of the testing that was done to her.
Though shy around unknown humans/other Trackers, she can be very warm and loving around people/Trackers she does know. Tossina can be very playful, and goofy. She loves to have fun.
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Write an introduction for your Tracker:
The wind blew harshly against her face, seeming to pelt her. The frills on her spines were leaning back from the force of the wind. Struggling forward, the Tracker turned her head up, as if almost looking at the sky. The plates in her back made a small clattering noise as the swayed slightly.
Lifting her nose and taking a whiff of the air, she created a mental picture in her mind. The soft grass pelt good beneath her paws. Continuing to walk, the wind died down. The Tracker's tail hung low as she dodged trees. She then heard a howl from in the forest; the wind was coming. She darted her head around, trying to find a place to stay.
Before long, the scent of wet wood floating through her nostrils. She trotted toward it, and soon came to stand infront of a hollow tree. She shifted her head, taking in all of the scents around her. Inside the hollowed tree, she could smell a strong scent of moss. The tip of her mouth curved up slightly as she prodded inside, her paws landing on soft, moist moss.
Circling a few times, she finally laid down. Sighing, she fell deep into thought as the night flew by in what seemed like a matter of seconds.
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The female Tracker stirred, and perked her ears straight up; she had heard a faint sound from outside. She instantly got her nose working, and picked up the scent of another... Tracker. She had never met another one of her type. She stood up, and stretched her bulky frame, her plates clattering as they hit each other.
She froze, a bit scared. When nothing happened, she stepped forward, and peaked her head outside.
She lifted her head, and made a mental picture of the creature infront of her; he was dark gray with black flecks, and he had a red symbol on his flank.
The male turned to look at her, and she instantly knew what she had to do. Nodding, she stumbled forward toward him, and he turned, and began walking. The female Tracker fell instep with the male as they moved their way along.
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The sun was setting as they finally slowed their pace as a large building appeared infront of the two Trackers. The building had many pipes sticking out from the top. When the scent of smoke wafted into their noses', they cringed at the acrid smell.
The black male ran forward, leaping between the barbed-wire fence surrounding the building. The female followed a bit more slowly.
The both of them soon came to a small door, barely the size for them to fit in. The black male squeezed through, and encouraged the female on the other side.
She lowered her body, and began to clamber through when her frills caught on the edge. Jerking forward, she let out a yelp as pain shot through her. Lowering her body more, and limped onto the other side.
Odd scents swarmed her nose. Her head darted back and forth. In her mind, she could see two humans standing infront of her. They were both wearing white coats. The smell of chemicals mixed in with everything else.
The female Tracker whimpered, and backed up.
"Good boy, Traquer." One of the men in white spoke. "You brought her."
Traquer nodded, and trotted out of the room, and left only the two scientists, and the female.
The female Tracker jumped as she felt a hand against her plates. It ran along the tubes with her organs, touching her frills gently.
"Time to complete your mission, Tossina." The other man said, and she nodded, her ears perked.
••End of Story••

[Catalyst]

She's so pretty. X.X I think I'll sit this round out. At least for now. XD

[RainbowBizkit <3]

I dont know why but I feel like 29 is going to be very beautiful ^^

[Chara Dreemurr]

I dont know why but I feel like 29 is going to be very beautiful ^^

Of course it will!

[PerfectWorld]

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❦Username ;; HollowedAngel

❦Tracker Dog you want ;; #28 {Available until March 14}

❦Reason why I want her ;; Im sorry...Im terrible at describing my emotions but Ill try DX Im infatuated. 0_0 I LOVE that armour! She's got to be the prettiest tracker you've made so far... I love how tough she looks despite the fact she's a female, and I can't get enough out of her awesome gladiator-like aparell! She's just so frickan awesomesauce!<333 She looks like something that came out of Chuck Norris's beard lmao XD Ive never actually had a character..and Id be honoured to accept her as my first. ^^

Im sorry but I just don't feel I can express my love for her as well as I would wish to as I am a foreigner and haver very poor English. {my friends tell me Im fine I just have an accent but I still dont agree DX} I am all most addicted to this girl XPP Like when i saw her I actually stared at the screen my jaw dropped and once I regained consciousness I went onto FB and went on chat with my friend Sally and was like, 'OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! NEX JUST MADE MY LIFE!!! 8DDDD" XD Crazy but true, yes I did do that. Poor Sally was like, "Wth?! 0A0" Anyways, yes, I love this girl and Im very determined to win her over.
I only hope that if I do win her I wont be a bad owner as Ive never had a character before and don't have much experience with this sort of stuff. DX

❦Will she be used in any kind of story? ;; Yes of course! Ive even been contemplating about perhaps creating a private Tracker Dog RP {with your permission of course lol ^^} where I can build stories from and gain inspiration as well as test out the mould of her personality. I have lots of ideas, but I need to narrow them down a bit.

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❦Name ;; Andromeda

❦Language of Origin ;; Greek-{Andromēde}

❦Pronunciation ;; And-row-me-da

❦Meaning ;; "thinks like a man/warrior."

❦Other Info ;; In mythology, this is the name of the daughter of Cassiopeia who was to be sacrificed to the sea monster Medusa but was rescued by Perseus. Andromeda was said to be an Ethiopian princess<~{Important to her history story}.This is also the name of a constellation.

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❦Age ;; Two years of age {Birthday being March 9, 11}

❦Species ;; Tracker Dog

❦Breed ;; Currently unknown; Perhaps soon after further research we'll be able to analyze a defined breed. Until then she will be labelled as a Homicidal Tracker as this relates to her usage. She is used to track down murderers and etc who seek refuge in forests and who hide away in other densely foliaged landscapes.

❦Characteristics ;;
~Smooth coat is good for repelling moisture. Her fur is short and sleek with a rather oily feel to it. She naturally produces this oil to be more streamlined when doing missions in swampy or aquatic areas.
~Ears are large and slim. Her hearing is all most 4 times sharper than a gray wolf's. Which helps her hear above the screeching of the wind or howling of any forest animals. She can hear a pack mates howl from over 10 kilometres away (9.9 miles), and can distinguish what their saying perfectly.
~Her nose, unlike most canines, is not usually wet. In fact, it's very dry. The less humidity on her muzzle the healthier she is.
~Her paws are rather large. When born her pads were extremely hard, yet still supple. Her paws fleshy pads ensure that she has good grip over rocky terrain in particular, and they spread so the she won't sink in any deep mud.
~Her finned spine can be both used as a weapon and a tool. Its sharp edges are good for cutting or wedging through tough vegetation but can also serve as a sort of rudder when swimming, giving Andromeda a streamlined effect. Her armour is heavy and so she can't swim very well, and the feeling of kelp brushing on her leg annoys her, but she can, yes, swim.
~Her plaited armour is all most crustacean like. It's bony and thick, and though it weighs her down what she lacks in speed she makes up for in defences and strength.
~Andromeda, sturdy and powerful as she is tends to be rather torpid. As a result she's developed a light, yet sturdy, inner bone structure. This makes her slightly weaker and more fragile but allows her to move more freely when needed.

❦Sex ;; Female

❦Height ;; Around 3 ft. tall at should {1 meter}

❦Weight ;; 215 lbs {97.5 kilograms}

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❦Relationship Status ;; Single, but seeking a mate.

❦Mate ;; N/A

❦Pup(s) ;; None yet; May possibly be sterile.

❦Father ;; N/A {Product of lab experiment}

❦Mother ;; N/A {Product of lab experiment}

❦Sibling(s) ;; None

❦Friend(s) ;; Her best friend is HollowedAngel's Narcotic. She doesn't have many other friends though as she isn't all too popular, more particfularily with other females.

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❦Looking for in a potential mate ;; She's not really looking for a mate right now...but if she were to she'd probably accept a male who'd accept her for who she is. She has high physical standards, she doesn't worry too much about personality though. So long as he's not unbearably rude or pigheaded. The male, however, must prove himself to be stronger than her. She (like many if not all females) dislike the idea of taking in a weaker male as a mate. She doesn't believe in true love, she believes breeding is strictly something of reproduction and nothing more. The male should have colours and patterns that compliment her own (so nothing pink or girly etc) and also be perhaps a tad larger than herself.

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❦Personality ;;

Intro;;

Andromeda ambitious as she is collected. Although she appears mainly to be calm and reserved if one were to peer inside her soul one would see her true nature. Her deviating character alters from time to time, and she has a strange habit of talking to herself. Some say she has a split personality, some say she's just insane, but the truth is far more twisted than either hypothesis. Truth be told she's not alone in that body of hers. No, Andromeda has just been so lonely for so long, she's created another soul to keep her company. She's not evil, or really physically or mentally bemused by her anima, but this 'other' soul does tend to affect her thoughts. She still dominates her actions and emotions, but she often consults the voice in her head about whether she should do this, or do that. It's a strange relationship, which could only be understood if you were one of the individuals in the partnership of soul and host.

Getting Deeper;;

Now, one may have assumed by the sinister nature of my writing style for the first paragraph of this personality that Andromeda psychotic, demented female who is highly likely to chew your head off. If you have come to this assumption I am pleased to say you are entirely wrong. In fact, to the contrary I might say.
Andromeda is an affectionate, comical character who is very demonstrative with her affection. She isn't exactly a chatter box but she does indulge in converse often with her consorts. In fact she seems to enjoy mingling with other females. She isn't afraid to stand up for what she believes in, and is slightly naive in the manner she thinks anyone can change, no matter what their past is. Because of her beliefs she tends to assure in people too much and so usually loses friends due to the pressure. She is a strong and noble warrior who is loyal and cunning. She has staggering IQ of 174, and is very good at applying her current knowledge to new situations. She loves puzzles and brain games, but not as much as just basking in the sun. Even with so many positive traits, Andromeda does have a more negative side. She's lazy and often neglectful of her conscious, putting the more important things as the latter.
She often procrastinates, which gets her into all sorts of trouble.

Bottled Experiences;;

Her happy go lucky exterior is just a barrier though. Shielding you from the view of the pain and misery which jerks and twists inside her. Like a virus, her misery consumes her. She is still over all happy, but from time to time she'll be agitated and affronted for no apparent reason. Her peripheral is a mask of her intuitive thoughts and feelings which revolve around her unfulfilled past ambitions. A scarring reminder of her weaknesses. She is really dying inside, and her friends can only hope a new male in her life can change her true nature.

Loyal;;

She is both a very loyal friend and pet. She accepts the fact her owner though weaker than she has dominance over her and gladly obeys. Sometimes she can be a bit rebellious, but this is only normal as she is in her 'teen years.' She would however never abandon anyone in a time of need nor would she ever bite/harm her owner in any way. The worst she's been known to do is backs-ass really and even then she usually feels shameful afterwards.
Because of her past experiences she often shies away from anyone who is not her trainer and she most definitely shares a preference towards her master but she is friendly and accepting of other humans as well. Well...most of the time. She doesn't really like her owners boyfriend David. xD She gets a tad jealous...

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❦Likes ;;
~Rainy Days; She loves the soothing sound of the rain and the refreshing feel it gives the atmosphere. Not to mention the strong scent of the wilderness it gives off.
~Pups; Though she refuses to admit it she really does have a soft spot for pups.
~Hunting; She loves hunting, especially larger prey which put up more of a challenge when she ambushes them.
~Doing Missions; She loves the thrill of going out and fighting crime. Knowing she can make a difference in the lives of people makes her feel good about herself.
~Baroque and Rock; She strangely loves to listen to human made music. Her favourite groups include Mozart, Avenged Sevenfold, and Disturbed.

❦Dislikes ;;
~Pink; She doesn't hate pink but she dislikes it. She likes the look of her tomboy exterior, and intends to keep it that way.
~Dishonesty; One of her pet peeves is dishonest people. She hates not being able to trust someone who she really depends on especially.
~Country; She can't stand country music, or the blues. She hates it when I play it and usually scratches the door asking to leave the room and whines.
~Cats; She follows the stereotypical canine trait of hating cats. Granted she likes a few, but in general she doesn't get along too well with them.
~Doing nothing; She hates not doing anything. Having been confined in a small dark room most of her life she's very curious about the outside world and really wants to learn more about it all the time. So you'll rarely catch her napping inside, she'd much rather be exploring a forest cave or something of the sorts.

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❦Favourite Activities ;;
~Doing missions, going for walks, watching outdoor scenery, playing a really intense game of tag with a pack of trackers in the forest, hunting, eating, and just hanging with friends and discussing life.

❦Favourite Foods;; Meat, particularly artiodactylan. {Even toed ungulates such as pigs, cows, goats etc}. But since those animals are more rare in her area she usually just eats what she can, she's not all too picky.

❦Eating Habits ;; She eats fruits, vegetables, sweets {especially likes marshmallows and peanut butter}, jams, and occasionally meat. {meats her fav food<3 Particularly Brazilian cow ribs with rice.}

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❦Weaknesses ;;
~Hollow Inside; As Ive stated before she has a lighter inner bone structure than most and truly relies on her armour for protection. So she must be very careful when fighting and must try and keep her distance, which is why having her poison tanks works out so well. She is a long range unit suitable for sniping or taking down larger opponents from a distance.
~Anima; Her 'other' soul often does tend to give her bad advice or intervene with her missions at times. It also can be a bit of a distraction.
~Shy around males; She can't really approach males and finds that they find her unattractive because of he rmore boyish appearance. Little does she know how beautiful she really is. <3

❦Strengths ;;
~Plaited Armour; Her plaited armour serves as her first and strongest defence against attackers and predators. Its hard shell is virtually impenetrable, but she must be careful. If someone hits any of her unplaited areas she could be in big trouble.
~Sturdy; She is pretty heavy-footed because of her massive outer shield, this as well as her long claws ensure good grip on the soil and a balanced stance making her more sturdy and well positioned when aiming her toxic canons.
~Anima; Her anima is both a strength and a weakness. At times it's input can be very helpful, particularly when Andromeda is petrified during a battle and is stumbling on what to do or when she feels lonely.
~Intelligent; Andromeda is extremely intelligent, she's very crafty and can often use her creative ingenuity to get he rout of even the mosts sticky situations.

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❦Theme Song ;; Skillet-Whispers in the Dark
❦Love Song ;; Pretty Girl. Though she doesn't believe in love, she does have a crush on Narcotic. This song expresses her emotions. The part that best describes her emotions towards Narcotic is;

it's the way that he makes you feel.
it's the way that he kisses you.
it's the way that he makes you fall in love.

she's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and
the killer instinct tells her to be aware of evil men.
and that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.
and that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.

it's the way that he makes you cry.
it's the way that he's in your mind.
it's the way that he makes you fall in love.
it's the way that he makes you feel.
it's the way that he kisses you.
it's the way that he makes you fall in love...

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❦Tracker Intro {Hisory bio} ;;

{Yes I do have permission to incorporate Narcotic, I did write the story myself, Hollow does approve and etc~}

Cold steel instruments resembling cutlery lay placed out on a small tray, tucked securely under a small damp cloth. Red liquid trickled across the edges, a figures hand sliding across the table where the tray was set. A smile coiled the womans features as she glanced at the tube that held her newest creation.
She stood for a moment, watching it's silhouette flutter in the oozy green liquid which suspended it. She watched it, like an artist beholding the birth of her newest masterpiece. Pride swelled in her gaze as she lifted her goggles, to get a better view of the tracker pup.

This was the birth of Andromeda.
Nex, now a world renowned scientist, had just finished what was possibly the turning point of her career. The corner stone of her advanced artificial genetical experimentation. Andromeda was built to be the second long distance unit, but is the only tracker that involves using her organs as weapons.

Unfortunately, Nex's victory was short lived. For not more than two nights later, Andromeda was reported missing. Everyone looked and looked, but no one, could find even a trace. Nex was grief-stricken, but eventually, she had to give up and try and move on...

3 months later

Now, let's take a look at where she really is shall we?
Andromeda had been taken to a laboratory somewhere in Ohio. A rival scientist of Nex had heard of her latest creation, and wanted it's power for himself. In fact, he had even begun collecting trackers to build an army. Stealing pups from where he could and brainwashing them of their past owners and memories. He all ready had a large group of trackers, the majority being pups, but his favourite was Andromeda. He thought she was the most beautiful, elegant tracker he had ever owned, and wanted to hide her from the rest of the world. So he shut her away in a cell, not even the other trackers could see her. She was completely isolated, ensuring that she would only be able to show love to her one and only master.
Andromeda had forgotten Nex and her old home, but disliked the presence of her new master. His attempts to gain her ardour were futile, but she still appreciated him and was loyal to him. But...she felt very lonely, even when he was there.

Then one day, something happened that would change her life forever...

Narcotic glanced up the staircase, his ears flattened and eyes wide. "I dare you to go up there." said one pup with a mischievous grin. Narcotic shook his head, "N-no. Dr. said never to go up there...he says it's too dangerous." he gulped. "Awwwww is lil Narcotic scared that there's monsters up there?" said another pup. The other pup burst out laughing.
"No!" snorted Narcotic angrily. He tried to stand up confidently, but fear possessed him, and he slouched over once more. "Then prove it! Go up!" called one pup. Narcotic growled, glancing at the pup. "You know what!? Fine I will!" he said baring his teeth. The pup shied away and Narcotic snorted satisfactorily, slinking his way up the staircase. The pups watched with awe {or glanced in his direction rather as they had no eyes}. "He's dead." gulped one. "Yep."

Narcotic finally made it to the door. It was usually sealed tight, but today, luckily for him it was open. He cautiously entered, gulping hard. The room was dark, and cold, and had the strong scent of death defused throughout. Narcotic's muzzle wrinkled at the putrid scent. "H-hello? Is anyone there?" he asked.

He heard shuffling towards the back of the room and he bristled. Shadows twisted along the wall and shifted to and fro as a small figure leaped around in the back, followed by the sounds of clashing metal. "Hey! Show yourself! Or Im comin in after ya!" he said, trying to sound confident. "...But I can't..." came a voice. The clashing stopped, and for a moment, it was all silent. Narcotic stiffened, pricking his ears. The voice was soft and feminine, but also young. "What do you mean you can't?" he asked, stepping forward. Shifting sounds came again. "Don't come closer....please! I beg of you...just leave." Narcotic ignored her and continued to approach the back of the room, he could make out a small cage covered in cloth, and curiously, he advanced towards it. He hesitated before lifting the cloth. When he saw the she pup inside his eyes widened.
She was seated, her ears flattened and tail curled over her delicate body. She looked shocked and frightened, and he suddenly felt ashamed. But she was so beautiful, and he had never seen a tracker like her. Wow....she must be a princess. he thought smiling to himself.
"Who are you?! What do you want?!" asked Andromeda bristling slightly. "Oh...Im sorry if I scared you." he said apologetically. "My name's Narcotic. What's yours...?" he asked.
She delayed her response before replaying. "Dr calls me 328. But you can call me, Andromeda." "Andromeda? That's a good name for a princess." Narcotic said nodding his head happily. "Huh? A princess?!"
There was suddenly shuffling in the hallway. And Narcotic quickly stepped away. "Er, sorry I gotta go." He bowed his head, "Farewell fair maiden!" he called before disappearing downstairs.
Andromeda watched him go, a look of bewilderment on her face. "G-goodbye..." It was only then that she noticed, for the whole time she had spoken to Narcotic, her anima had not said a word to her. Perhaps because she felt when she was around him, she wasn't lonely...?

She never saw any tracker dog after that again, not for 15 months. Once a year and a half 'Doctour' released her from her cage up in the tower, but didn't let her wander the facility. She was to be his battle dog, and stay at his side at all times. She all most loathed him at this point of her life. When he had noticed she didn't return his affections as a pup he stopped trying to gain her affection, and as a result brutally mistreated her. Now, their relationship was strictly a bond Dr had made by manipulating her fear for him. It was an unhealthy, unstable relationship, drawn together only by Andromeda's incredible loyalty.
By this point, the trackers her age were released to do missions with other trackers like protect the border or laboratory. It was an illegal facility, and the government was searching for it so he could destroy it. Only Andromeda was not allowed to go out and protect the border. She often searched for the young male tracker she had once talked to when a pup, but could never seem to find him. She wondered where he had gone to...

Bells sounded all around the facility, trackers rushing for exits. Nex had discovered the secret laboratory and had hastily sent out a group of trackers to combat Dr's. She hoped to recapture them, and had orders for none of the rivalling trackers to be killed. Doctour watched from the window, Andromeda at his side. She whined and begged, wanting to be let out so she could help her comrades in battle. Doctour at first resisted, but after a while he reluctantly agreed seeing as they were losing the fight.

Andromeda rushed out into the battle grounds, snarling and snapping as trackers stared at the fae in shock. She shot toxins at her opponents, her teeth bared in a snarl as she ran blindly through the throng of battling trackers. Many jumped onto her, clawing at her side and back, but she usually managed to knock them free. She could feel the adrenalin pumping through her veins as she fought her way through the crowd, her muscles rippling under her silky pelt. Suddenly, she was knocked off her feet and tumbled backwards into the underbrush. She rolled down a large hill, and could feel the weight of her assailant on top of her as it tried to pin her down. Slapping her claws into the mud below her she managed to stop herself from rolling again. She glanced up, her ears twitched with shock when she realized who had pinned her down...it was Narcotic!
"Hello princess!" he said with a smile. Andromeda regained consciousness of her actions and snarled slashing her claw against his maw. He dodged, but still kept her pinned. "Hey! Watch it with that!" "My name's not princess!" she snorted. She kicked at his stomach, trying to throw him off, but he was far larger than herself and she was unable to release his grip. So she lay still, her soft fleshy belly side exposed.
"Don't you remember me?" he asked, his expression a bit hurt. Andromeda stared up at him, sorrow in her gaze. "Yes but...that doesn't matter anymore." she said a tad coldly. Narcotic said nothing for a few moments and just stepped back, Andromeda quickly getting to her feet. "You could have killed me...why didn't you?" she asked after seconds, shocked. Narcotic said nothing and simply rushed up the slope to go and join the battle again, leaving Andromeda standing paralysed with confusion.

Dr lost the battle and few trackers were killed, most being recaptured. They were then rehabilitated, and Dr was given a life sentence in jail thanks to Nex. As for Andromeda, she managed to escape and wandered the streets as a stray for a while.

A little girl named Sai {pronounced Say} found her starving in an alley way and managed to persuade her with a piece of meat to come home with her. She tamed her and kept her as her own, taking her back to the Nex facilities on a weekly basis to visit the trackers there.
Narcotic went on to become a Homicidal tracker along with his mother Areia. Sai requested to Nex that Andromeda be given a position at the facilities, and she was assigned to be a backup in any Homicidal missions.
Andromeda now lives a happy, much quieter life, occasionally interrupted by tracker work. Sai spoils her to the max and loves her dearly. Growing up as an only child she's all ways felt very lonely, and so the two are perfect for each other as they supply each other with the avidity they need.

She'll all ways be my little Princess~

Drawing Im working on of her: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/oekaki/i ... auto&rev=1
{P.S.: I know it's rather rushed but I plan to edit/fix it when I have time. Sorry DXX}

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