Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[DoctorDraca]

Nex, I have a question. Is there anything #28 eats in particular? Can it just be regular people food? Or meat?
Also, I really want to add to my form a "Theme Song" but I don't want to seem like I'm copying anyone. Should I leave it out?

She eats anything. As long as it's food, she'll like it.
You can add it if you want. To be fair, I don't listen to all theme songs, so it doesn't make a big difference.

[Icesky]

Nex, I have a question. Is there anything #28 eats in particular? Can it just be regular people food? Or meat?
Also, I really want to add to my form a "Theme Song" but I don't want to seem like I'm copying anyone. Should I leave it out?

She eats anything. As long as it's food, she'll like it.
You can add it if you want. To be fair, I don't listen to all theme songs, so it doesn't make a big difference.

Okay :3 I just love music, so I'd have it just for fun anyways ^^
Thank you.

[Canadian Toast]

I'm sorry to see Dune was returned. Better luck to his new owner!

[NativeWolf]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9
Username: NativeWolf
Tracker Dog you want: #29
Name you'll give it: Dune
Reason why you want it: I love the design on this dog! Plus I don't have a tracker yet and I really want one. I also think that this dog would make a great addition to my story with Symfeara, with your permission of course.

Will it be used in any kind of story? Yes, I'm writing a story about one of my fursona's and should I win him he would be a perfect fit to help move the plot along.

Describe its personality:
Dune is extremely loyal and will always do whatever his owner asks of him. Being a loyal companion Dune is also very sensitive to his owner. For example if Dune's owner was feeling sad, then he would do his best to make them feel better. Dune can be kind and playful when he isn’t working and would love it if his owner would just have fun with him. However Dune is very friendly as well and would attempt to help anyone in need of his aid.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
Symfeara wandered lonely in the vast desert. The sand was kicking up in the beginnings of a raging sand storm. She sighed in desperation. Symfeara wasn’t used to the desert conditions. Her fur was not thick, but heavy enough to make her hot and sweaty. Her paws were not shaped to walk in the shifting sand and all her senses were hindered by the sands. Symfeara licked her dry lips and felt the burning in her throat screaming at her for water. The storm was picking up now and Symfeara’s hope plummeted. She was lost among the dunes and she knew it would end this was for her. Symfeara finally stopped, giving up hope and lay down on the sand, with her head on her paws. The wolf closed her eyes for the final time resigned to die here.

Symfeara opened her eyes to find she wasn’t dead after all. Looking about her surroundings she could see she was in a pyramid of some sort. There were statues of animals and little pictures that she remembered were called hieroglyphs. Symfeara scanned the room for danger, it wasn’t like she had brought herself here something else had to have. Symfeara was open to many things people thought were myth, but what she saw next made ever her question her sanity. A dog sitting like one of the statues suddenly moved. Only thing is it wasn’t a dog. Symfeara had only ever heard of them once from someone she never gave much credit. They were called tracker dogs, or trackers for short. Symfeara stared at it shocked. Then the tracker came closer to her and wagged its tail slightly. Symfeara’s facial expressions changed in response. She knew it could be trusted and she turned to her human form and petted the little creature on its head. Symfeara hugged it, which brought about more tail wags and even a few face licks. She laughed a little and turned to look outside. The storm was gone and the sun was shining. Symfeara’s hope grew; she would find her way home now. She turned back to the tracker and spoke to him kindly. “Thank you for saving me. I wouldn’t be here right now if not for you.” The tracker lifted its face to Symfeara and seemed to smile. “You seem so alone here. I know how about you come home with me. There are lots of people who would love to see an adorable face like you and lots of love and attention to go around. How about it boy?” The tracker wagged its tail harder, if that was possible. So Symfeara stood up and walked outside and in the direction that called her toward her home. The tracker followed in her bounding along like a dog would. Symfeara looked back and smiled knowing they would be friends for a long time to come.

[wibeke]

Question about 28:
When the poison becomes acidic and eats away at the organs containing it, would it be able to actually harm the tracker? I misread it as eating away at her internal organs as well? Sorry for bothering you, just want to know because i may have to rethink a couple parts of my form. ^^

[DoctorDraca]

It would indeed harm the Tracker. The toxins are stored close to her internal organs, so if she ends up starving and the acid eats through the external organs, it can also eat through the Tracker. She's still a bit of a prototype, and the toxins didn't turn out exactly the way I planned, so I hope her new owner keeps her well fed.
You're not bothering though, I don't mind answering good questions.

[Kaylawolf]

The WarFair Has Begun.

Username:
Kaylawolf

Tracker Dog you want:
#28

Name you'll give it:
The name of this Tracker is WarFair

Reason of Name:
The reason I have named this Tracker Dog WarFair is, beacuse this Tracker looks like war. Well, she may not look like it, but the name seems to just fit her tried to me.

Reason why you want it:
The reason I would want this Tracker is, I just cant explane how I connect to this Tracker. The bone like harden plates just bring every thing together perfectly. The mask on her face looks like armor, like the rest of her body. And that this Tracker is a female, just love. If is Tracker was a male I probably would not of tried out for this beautiful Tracker Dog. I just love the simple gray pelt. Also the organs look so perfect on her. I am weirdly attracted to tough looking trackers, and the poision on her.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Yes, WarFair will defiantly be in a story or two.

Describe its personality:
WarFair is like she looks. Strong and intimidating. Her personality is like a war ground. Some days she is a calm collective Tracker. And other days she is angry, destructive and horrible. But that rarely happens, the only time that has happened when she was at the facility and it was almost destroyed.

Shocking to some people, she loves some few things like her owner. WarFair will risk her life for her owner, and protect her with her life. Food. Food, is another thing that she loves, food gives her strength to complete her missions. She will not take food from strangers, the only time she will ever eat is if her owner gives it to her. And also if she gets it her self, by killing. WarFair loves the satisfaction of completing her missions and the suspect is in prison. Or dead.

But, WarFair hates more things than she loves. And on the top of the list is criminals. Murders, kidnapers, and thiefs. All of them have been caught, and more. She very much dislikes stranger, as you see she does not hate them. She knows better not to hate all humans, every human is different but not all of them are evil. She gets kind of annoyed by other Trackers, thinking that they can do every thing she can do, but WarFair know they all cant. She does not get jealous of other Tracker or humans.

As you see WarFair is not the type of Tracker Dog that you should come up and pet her. If she sees something in you she will come up to you. But, that normaly will not happen, WarFair will not leave her masters side.

About WarFair's Owner:
Her name is Venus, Agent Venus actually. Agent Venus works with the FBI, in the tracking of the criminals. She works with the more dangerous cases. Like homicides, kidnapping, and more. And she would need WarFair for all of these jobs. As of that WarFair would be a large help in the FBI. Venus in a slender, but strong woman, her age is about 24. Her dark brown hair is the length of her middle back area. She has intimidation like WarFair. When Venus first saw WarFair, she saw what was inside her. Not just the outside. Venus saw potential in WarFair, unlike the scincetists who has experamemted on this Tracker Dog. The look of WarFair did not scare Agent Venus away like all the other humans. She just put her right hand on WarFair's bone armor, and it felt like they where twins, but not. WarFair is not just a pet, or even just her work partner. WarFair is part of Venus's family. And always will be.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

WarFair could smell humans walk to her and make a disgusted noise and leave. She growled at them, then got up from her sitting postion and walked to the back of her cage and layed down, facing the cage door. Her ears flicked up as a female human walked in. WarFair lifted her head and snifted the air, this human smelt like confidence. But soon the females stepping faded back threw the doors where, from WarFair's guess, humans get intervewed for a Tracker Dog.

The female human walked threw the doors and walked up to the secritary. "Are you here for the interview?" Asked the secritary. "Yes," she awnserd. "Come with me to meet Dr. Volk." The secritary got off her chair and walked threw doors that looked like they belonged in a hospital. The female fallowed threw the doors and sat down in the chair that the secritary motioned her to sit in. "Dr. Volk will be here in a minute." The secritary smiled and walked out of the room. The female nodded

A few minutes went by, and she got up and walked around the room. She walked over to the desk and saw a manila folder and opened it. There was a picture of a Tracker Dog. She tilted her head a bit as she looked at it. It was picture of a gray Tracker with what looked like bone mask and armor. She had only a second to look at it when Dr. Volk walked in. The female human shut the folder fast and walked over to the chair infront of his desk. "I see you had found the new experiment Tracker." He gave a warm smile and sat in his desk chair and looked at her.
"I am Dr. Volk and you are?" He said
"I am Agent Venus." She replyed.
"Hello," He said and opened a blue folder that he had carried in to the room and skimed the typed paper. "I see that you are looking for a Tracker Dog to help you in the FBI."
"Yes, I am. I work in the tracking the prosicuters of the crime."
He nodded and fliped a peice of paper and skimed it. "I see." He looked up at Agent Venus. "So, Agent Venus what kind of Tracker Dog are you looking for?" He asked.
"Well, I would prefer a female Tracker." She got up out of the chair. "A Tracker who is intimadating. I dont want a Tracker Dog where there is one just like it walking down he street." Dr. Volk wrote down the things that Venus said. And nodded, then thought. Agent Venus looked at him to see if he had found one for her. His voice broke the silence. "Come with me and lets go look for one for you." He got out of his chair and walked threw the doors that she had came in before. She fallowed Dr. Volk. They walked in to the room full of barking jumping Tracker Dogs. WarFair was at the end of the hallway and she had smelt the female agian, her tail wagged a bit.

Venus walked into the room and looked at the Trackers, and one caught her eye. WarFair. While the doctor was looking at one, Venus walked up to the cage where WarFair was and knelt down to her height and looked at WarFair. "WarFair." Venus said in a whisper. WarFair looked at her and walked to the cage door and sat down and sniffed the air. It was the same female from before, WarFair waged her tail slightly. Venus put one hand on the cage and stuck her right hand in the cage towards WarFair. Her hand landed on the right side of the bone like mask. "No!" Yelled Dr. Volk, he ran over to Venus. "Not this Tracker, she’s not ready it will be years before she will." Volk exclaimed. "No, her name is WarFair. And I can feel it. She is ready." Venus said and opened the cage door. WarFair tilted his head up at Venus and stood up as Venus did. Venus looked down and WarFair and smiled, she knew this was her Tracker Dog. "WarFair." She said to her. WarFair's ears flicked up and she looked at the direction of the sound, looking up at Venus. Agent Venus looked at Volk. "I’m ready to go, I have found my Tracker Dog."

Dr. Volk let out a deep sigh. "Lets go." He said and led them both out and Venus adopted WarFair. "Agent Venus, carry this every where just in case." He warned her. Venus took the vile and looked down at WarFair. "Lets go WarFair." Venus walked out of the building and walked to her Black Mustang. She opened the passenger side and WarFair jumped in. Venus got to the drivers side and got in. Right after she turned on the engine her cell phone went off. Venus rolled her eyes and answered her phone. "Hello this is Agent Venus." She said, WarFair looked at her an listened to the conversation. "Ok, I'll be right there." She hung up and drove off. Venus looked at WarFair. "Looks like you get your first mission WarFair." She smiled and drove. WarFair wagged her tail and then stuck her head out the window like a dog, and let her tongue fly in the wind, her tail wagged in happiness.

They both arrived at the FBI station and parked. WarFair jumped out of the open window, like she had been doing in years. Venus and WarFair walked in to the building, they both walked in with confidence. People watched them as they walked in, some walked out of there way. Venus walked in to a large office and to a desk. "Yes?" She said. A man turned around and looked at her. "Oh, hello Agent Venus," He said and he saw WarFair and got up. "I see you got your Tracker Dog." He held out his hand to pet WarFair, she let out a warning growl. The boss pulled his hand away and Venus smiled. "What's his name?" He said.

"Its a female, and WarFair." Venus looked down at WarFair and smiled. She turned her attention to the Boss. "What are mission Boss?" She said. "Oh, yes I forgot." He said and walked to his desk, and handed Venus a folder and Venus nodded. And walked out of the room with WarFair at her side. They both got in the car and Agent Venus opened the folder, and she read it to WarFair so she could understand what there mission was. WarFair nodded and Venus smiled. Then they drove off.

They entered the forest and drove on a dirt road. Venus picked up her phone and called base. "I’m here." She said and hung up and got out of the car, WarFair fallowed. You couldn’t see the house from the road at first but after a little walk there is a large brown colored building. "Come here WarFair." She called quietly, WarFair came up to her and sat down facing the building. "Do you know what to do WarFair?" WarFair knew what to do from all the years of training. She got up and looked back at her owner Venus then ran to the building. WarFair sniffed the air, she could tell that there where 2 people and 1 dead body. WarFair let out a low growl at the sent of the dead body. She walked to one side of the building and saw a open window, she walked up to it and jumped threw the open window and landed on the cement ground.

Venus walked up to the building and saw WarFair, she smiled then looked in a different window and saw two male humans, from what she saw, dissecting the human body of a young girl. Venus wrinkled her nose at the horrible stench of the body. She saw a door on the other side of the room, she could see trees and the distance of the mountain. She got up and ran on to the other side of the building and walked threw the door where she had found WarFair. "You see them WarFair?" She knelt down to her height and WarFair looked at her and gave a slight nod of her head and Venus pointed the direction of the male humans. "Get them." She said quietly and Venus walked around in to a corner. WarFair watched her owner then she turned her attention to the male humans and she let out a loud growl.

The male humans shot around like a rocket. Venus could see a slight smirk on WarFair's muzzle, which made her smiled. Then Venus walked out of the shadows up to WarFair. "Give up now and you wont," Venus started and she put her right hand on WarFair's back. "You wont have to deal with WarFair here." Venus smirked and WarFair let a fierce growl escape her through. "Ha-ha, Agent Venus nice to meet you again." Said one of the sciencetist. Venus rolled her eyes in annoyance and patted WarFair, signaling for her to attack.

WarFair growled and rammed the second sciencetist, and stuck the hallow bone on her right front shoulder in to his leg, and the sciencetist fell to his knees then to the ground, paralyzed. Venus attention was on WarFair when the first scientist grabbed her arms and put them behind her and held a knife to her neck. "WarFair!" Venus yelled. WarFair looked at her owner in danger and let go of the paralyzed body and ran up to the scientist with Venus and bit his arm hard, letting Venus go. The scientist took the knife and stabbed it in to WarFair's back, but luckily that it struck her armor and it broke. WarFair inserted both of her hallow bones in to the scientist and injected a large amount of poison. She unattached her fangs and backed away from the scientist who was spazing out from the posion. Venus walked over to WarFair and patted her head. "Great job WarFair." Venus and WarFair smiled.

Venus called headquarters and a team of paramedics came within minutes. The put the paralyzed scientist in a ambulance to the hospital, where with in an hour he was pronounced dead. And they put both of the dead bodies in to huge black bags. Boss came up to her, and took off his sunglasses and looked at Venus and WarFair. (When he looked WarFair she growled.) "Great job girls." He said in apreation. And handed Venus a badge for WarFair. "She is now lead Tracker Dog in our sector." Boss smiled at them. Venus smiled at Boss and put the badge (which was on a necklace) around WarFair's neck and smiled. "Thanks you sir." The boss nodded and walked back to the black van that he arrived in. Venus smiled and asked WarFair. "You hungry girl?" WarFair replyed with a very happy wagging of the tail.

I am finally done! I did it all without editing! I am very proud of this. Now this one I did my very best! I hope it all pays off. .

Edit. I added more. Oh and Nex sorry it is so long. I just got caught up writing about this beautiful Tracker Dog.

[Wlyrout]

Please ignore my form as of now, Nex. Although I want her badly, I am going on vacation and will not be able to finish my form. I hope she goes to the best owner possible. :3

[cedaar]

I love 29! I think I'll go for him.... But I don't think I have time... Hmmm... Decisions...

La la la... *whistle*

[Icesky]

Hope you don't mind me asking yet another question, but when the paragraph talks about regeneration, what is regenerating? It says when the toxin is shot, it "naturally regenerates as part of her being." Does this mean the toxin that was shot will regenerate in her body? Also, does she regenerate from external wounds unrelated to toxins, such as gun shots? I'm sorry for misunderstanding, I just don't want to write anything wrong ^^