Tracker Dog Facility [V 3.0]

[Angua]

Angua, please do not double post. It is spam ^^; Just edit your last post~

Alright, Im sorry and thanks for telling me in a nice way. I will be more careful next time. ... Okay, this answer is the last post for this page, I promise ... ^^`

[zima.]

What time will 83 be judged?

[DoctorDraca]

Tracker Dog #83 I Available until 15th
Gender: Female
Searching forests at night to find lost campers or even victims is what this girl is best at. Her glowing markings give off a soothing light and helps others to see in the dark. This Tracker also has the ability to dim her glow and walk around unnoticed if she needs to. She's a gentle dog, and very intelligent. She's very independant, and may make decisions on her own rather than listening to her handler.

Username:
Zalaika

Tracker Dog you want:
Eighty-Three (83)

Reason why you want it:
I have never had a Tracker Dog before, and have wanted one for quite some time. I think this girl is gorgeous, and I would really like to call her my own. She would earn a forever spot in my signature, once I got a small-ish transparent version of her.
I love the way her colors go together. They are so simple, yet they are complicated. She has a beauty that is hard to describe; one that instantly transfixed me.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Yes, she shall. If I win her, I would like to discuss a plot that I have come up with, involving Tracker Dogs as a species. I think you might be interested.

Name:
Fallen Poison

Gender:
Female

Age:
Three (3)

Height:
Five Feet, Five Inches

Weight:
Sixty (60) lbs

Care requirements:
Her longer coat needs weekly brushing, as well as a tick treatment to be combed through it. Her yellowing teeth need to be brushed thrice daily, and she must be fed breathmints before and afterwards. She requires weekly ear cleaning.

Existing Health Issues:
She has a tick problem, and requires treatment once weekly. Her teeth have many cavities, though that can be taken care of with thrice daily brushing. She has cracked pawpads, and requires lotion to be applied twice daily.

Intelligent
She's smart. Smarter than your average Tracker Dog. Her intelligence is unnerving, so much that many others stray away from her. She feels, at best, that she is this smart for a reason. At worst, she hates her intelligence, hates how others look at her with absolutely no understanding. She knows how to use her intelligence, though, and to use it to her advantage.
She is smarter than your average human, by quite a lot. She, unlike other Tracker Dogs, though, thinks in a similar way to humans. The only difference is that she can't talk like them. But she understands every word they say, knows what they mean. She is wonderful at sensing intentions, and can tell just by the way someone says something.

Gentle
She is gentle. She is kind to the smaller creatures, always taking them in, caring for them. She cannot stand the sight of another Tracker Dog being unkind and not gentle, and she becomes angry at this.

Stubborn
She is very hard to sway from what she wants and believes. Once she makes a desicion, she doesn't change it. If anyone tries to do so, they are in for a big surprise! She mostly uses her stubborness to make sure others behave and are kind to one another.

Attentive
She pay attention to everything. Very little happens that she does not know about. She wayches her forest with care, and knows exactly when a lost camper wanders in, or when a group of people come to take up residence.

Protective and Territorial
She is very protective. She doesn't like others, no matter the creature, to mess with her stuff. She can get snappy if this happens, and can possibly even kill. She hates it when humans or other Tracker Dogs stray or purposley come into her territory. It drives her to act stupid, even when she doesn't want to. She hates when something else is hunting in her territroy, even if she dislikes what thy are hunting. It is her food, her territory, and her decision as to whether or not anything can hunt there.

Beautiful
Even with her territorial and protective qualities, she isn't selfish. She is kind, and loving. She has just been shunned for so long, by both humans and other Trackers, that she has become reclusive. She has become a bit like someone in Solitary. But inside, she is sweet, always wanting to help others. She's always wanted to take in small animals, to nurture them and care for them.

Fierce
She is fierce; she fights for what she believes in. She has a burning fire in her, one that says This is my life, and I make my own desicions that she feels the need to quench. She is always thirsty for more, more to know, more to feel, more to fight for.

Hopeful
She is hopeful that, someday, someone will love her. That's her only wish, her only want in the world that is completely selfish. She doesn't care the species, the gender, the name, or anything like that. She simply wants to be loved for who and what she is, no strings attached.

Loyal
She is loyal. She's always known that, when she find someone to love her, she will never betray them. She will never go behind their back, and she will always love them. All she asks in return is the same feelings.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

She whipped around as she heard a branch snap.

"Who's there?" she said forcefully, yet quietly.

She turned back to the deer she was eating, cautiously, yet casually, flicking her ears back and forth. The forest had grown extremely quiet, and she didn't like that.

She froze as another branch cracked, and she stopped chewing. She slowly turned around, to see a human standing there, right behind her.

It was a male, and a large on at that. He had hard muscles, and was holding a heavy net. She widened her eyes for a moment, then gave a snarl of defiance.

The human gave a low chuckling sound, and he bared his teeth at her. She crouched down low, growling.

"Here, doggie doggie doggie" he told her, a nasty tone in his voice. He laughed, and Fallen lunged.

She screamed as she felt a sharp prick in her flank, and fell to the ground. She whipped her head, trying to bite the red feather-like thing that had gripped onto her flank.

It hurt, it hurt so much, until she began to wobble. She heard the human male laugh again, and the sound echoed through her head........then everything went black.

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She groaned as the darkness lifted, and the sunlight streamed in. If she had eyes, she would have closed them in pain, for it was bright, so very bright.....

She suddenly stood up. Where was she? Certantly not at home, in the forest. She lifted her paws, feeling the hardness she had been laying on, when it hit her.

She was in a lab.

One that looked eerily similar to the one she had been created in, before she had escaped. She gave a small growl, remembering how the humans had poked and prodded her, how she had been an experiment.

She leaped off the table she had been lain on, making no sound as she landed softly on the tile floor.

She sniffed, looking for any sign that humans were around. Her ears flicked, and she slowly padded up to the door.

It was large, and a silvery metal. The doornob was like a small ledge, and she set her paw up on top of it, pushing down.

The doornob didn't move. She applied more pressure. No luck. She huffed in frustration. This was stupid. They locked a door that held a dog?

She flicked her long toungue, and stood there a moment, lost. Then she got an idea.

She brought her mouth level with the doornob, then focused. She flicked her toungue once again, sliding it into the lock. She wiggled it around, until she found the right hole. She turned her head, a satisfied smiled on her face as the lock clicked out of place.

She quickly opened the door, walking outside quietly. The coast was clear. She crept down the white hallway, wishing her coat wasn't so noticeable.

She turned the corner, then stuck herself to the wall, her heart beating faster than a rabbit on a hunt. The next room was filled with humans, all dressed in white lab coats.

How do I get out?

She took a deep breath, then leaped around the corner, brking with all her mite. She snarled as a man leaped in front of her, and she pushed him out of the way. She leaped through the air, sailing towards the open door........

The door slammed shut, and she turned to face her captors.

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I was meant to judge yesterday, but I kind of got distracted and fell asleep. Sorry 'bout that.
I liked your form and I'm interested in the story you're planning.
Congrats. (:

[zima.]

Thank you so much, Nex!!! And thanks, I worked hard on my story

One question - why don't Tracker Dogs have a Roleplay?

If you want one, I'd be happy to make you one ^^ I've created several RP before, so I have experience

[zima.]

Bump!

[corgie]

Zalaika; please do not double post, its spam. Instead edit your last post, and if you really wanted to have the question seen. Bump the post or delete your last post and repost.

[zima.]

I can't delete it.......but is that alright?

And I'm sorry, I'm really bad about hat x-x

[corgie]

No for future reference ;)

[DoctorDraca]

One question - why don't Tracker Dogs have a Roleplay?

If you want one, I'd be happy to make you one ^^ I've created several RP before, so I have experience

There have been a few RPs before, but I don't know what happened to them. You're always free to start an RP yourself and share the link in the fan club, though.

[Aiki]

Congrats Zalaika! Your form was amazing and as Nex said im really intrested in the story and where its going, and Congrats again!