NameVatani
Kennel number: 68
Gender: Female
breed:Mutt
height:28 inches
weight:40 pounds
Birth date: three years (dog)
Mother's breed:Anatolian Shepherd/
Australian shepherd mix
Father's breed:Canaan DogFather:(no name yet) was a strong noble dog, who had a lot of power backed up behind his back, and was willing to unleash it on those who dared him to do so. though some would call him headstrong and stubborn, the fact was he was a wise canine, who wanted nothing more in life then to be patted on the head and to be with his mate and family.Though sadly the current location of him is unknown, as well the state he is in.
Mother:Her mother was a mutt, but no one really cared, she has a sweet heart and a loving personality that could melt the coldest of hearts. until her death, (has no name yet) did everything in her power to teacher vatani the trades of life, hunting, crafting, being friendly, all of vatani’s traits are due to her mother who took care of her.
Traits:Friendly
open minded
book smart
caring.
Flaws:unwillingness to show her emotions
stubborn
lacks some street smart.
Theme song: We are young ~ 3OH!3 Personality:
Vatani is very clueless when it comes to the outside world. however she is quite gifted when it comes to creating, designing and inventing things. she wouldn’t call herself a nerd, because she isn’t. She is very social and open when it comes to meeting to new people and being with her friends, though she would be the last person to volunteer to be the leader of a group. She has a lot of sorrow built up inside her, but she works her heart out trying to hide that from friends. she dislikes showing her emotions, but isn’t the type that will get defensive about it. she adores company, of anyone really, and will do her best to make her friends happy, and full fill any task that was given to her. In all, she is very social, but wont go to drastic measures making sure the attention is on her. she does love tinkering with things and crafting new useful things.
Why i want her:
as stated by everyone else who are trying for her, she has a stunning design. the design itself is simple, yet hard, it has a sort of edge where as you will have fun trying to remake them for art and such, but not have a rough time trying to. I have also been thinking of her since you put her up, which is really different, cause that hasn’t happened since...Alaric. Not to mention she has inspired me to actually write something, which itself alone is amazing, cause i haven’t been inspired to write since, well high school. I know this sounds as cliché as a love story about humans and vampires. But i have truly grown a fondness towards this character. i don’t know why, but i don’t see me ever giving her up if i should have the honor of receiving her. she will be used, not only on here, but on wolfhome for poses and custom art, as well as Deviantart for customs, and of coarse for me, i have though up so many ideas, and am currently sketching down a few of them. Of coarse you will not only get full credit for the creating her, but if you want, i will also send you any/all art i get/make for her.
Story idea: so far this is what i have:
its a post-apocalyptic time setting, many things have gone, most of the wild animals have died off, however humanity has thrived, though a noticeable amount has died off. some humans have created some cities over the ruined remains of the old ones, and others have turned to alchemy as a form to take over what little is left. In doing so, the current rules of what was “the untied states” has demanded all the alchemist to create a small nano viruses called “rabies”. seeing as the rabies we know of know, has long since died of during the world war three series. the new form of “rabies” has the ability to make an animal go mad, but at the same time allow the handler keep control of the aggressive beast. The government wants any town to a city to become part of a “union” so that humanity may rise again as the superior creatures. however many people dislike that, they see the mistakes from the past, so the government is trying to kill off those who refuse their offers.
Story:
I have ran through these woods a million times. I know where every thing is, and how to get there. i have made many paths to secret safe locations. Tonight however, i will be unable to get to them, i will never be able to see them again. The pain that wells inside of me as i run past the paths, is unlike anything i have felt before. though there is more to it then just the feeling of homesick while still being home.
my paws hit the dirt like bricks falling from a roof of a city house. every step is like a jolt of deadly electric volt. It burrows through my nerves and nails in deep to the bone, the pain intense, almost cripples me. i grit my teeth, avoiding each yelp that yearns to escape my throat. I keep looking forward, hoping the pain will just vanish one of these steps, or at the very least, tones down the pain volume.
Flashes of my other and her master run through my mind. the warm summer day that took place only a few hours ago. i see them still as vivid as if they were running with me. but the images fade, and the blood bath creeps in. i shake my head, for the first time noticing tears that have been running down my face. they won’t go away, the images of mangled corpses and the painful screaming cries for help, yelping dogs and crunching bone, gun fire, it won’t leave my ears or my thoughts. this, this is the reason why i must keep running, i must never look back.
My mind is in such a haze, i must have not notice the broken old oak that has fallen in my path, the only thing i feel is dirt under my jaw, and a throbbing pain in my left heel.i slowly pick myself up, trying to convince myself that the pain is from running, but as i try to move forward, its proven to be from the fall, its either sprained or broken. i carry my limp broken self to the nearest deep hole i can manage to find.
Its quiet, only the sound of my heart trying so fiercely to escape my chest, it bashes against my ribs with such force that it swear i can feel the creaking with every pulse. i feel as i may have out ran them. though a few minutes tells me other wise. i can hear thunder, loud, strong thunder approaching. i can feel the ground tremble slightly from them. then i see them, demons, with their rabid dogs. i know they are looking for run always, they are looking for me.
~prologue~
birth~
I wish i could say i knew my siblings during my first few days of life. i wish i could tell you how they looked, or what they sounded like. I wish these not only for you to know, but to also yelp me know as well. My first few weeks of life, are as mysterious as the moon and tides. the day did finally come, however, to see the world. it almost seemed to glimmer at the first point, though i was only in a small barn, it was still a wonder of pure beauty to me. thats when i was first able to see her.
my mother, how stunning her dull gray coat looked in the only bit of sunlight that seemed to brake through the barn roof. her white under coat shimmered, like millions of diamonds, i could almost make a few rainbows from her fur. her stunning aqua blue eyes, the one thing that actually made my mother stick out, was beyond any words of description. it was almost as if when she was first being thought up by the creator, he wanted pure water, the kind that if you walk in to it clears all impure things from your body and mind. she hardly ever spoke, but when she did is was music, more so that angles would envy her and hate their own harps.
6 months
I’m able to walk and run now, i have explored the barn 4 times over and have ventured beyond. i finally go to meet my mother’s master, she is a small human girl, around the age of 12 maybe? not to sure, nor do i care, i love basking in the daily petting and rubs she gives me and my mother. she hums a song, that my mother calls a “lullaby”, that has been around longer then any of us.
one night, my mother’s master, who i later find out, is named iris, gives me a small heart shaped pendent, she speaks in a language that i can’t seem to understand, but my mother does, and she gladly tells me that she has said “its not much, but please wear it proud”, wear it proud? why wouldn’t it?
First year
i’ve made it past what the elder humans were betting, i am one year old now, i have visited the forest and had discovered a few things. my mother tells me not to wander through the woods, for fear the demons are dwelling inside there somewhere. But i never heed her words, they haven’t come true as of yet, but who knows, maybe i will finally see one of these “demons” for myself and take them down, then daddy will be proud.
Oh! i have met my daddy, is is strong, and powerful. his coat is of a creamy white color with some patches of dark grey and blacks. i hear that he was once one of the dogs who fought off the demon’s invasion many years ago. i don’t doubt it, he is wise and seems like the type who would lead. sadly i didn’t get that trait from him. but i have gained his wisdom, at least that's what mommy says.
second year
Not a whole lot has happened, the village has gained some new numbers. human pups are such cute little things, though very loud. I have grown in to a full adult, though my mother says i have a very childish personality, that many will love. i think she is trying to find me a family, but i don’t see why, i like where i am.
current
The ground has become tainted, blood has been spilled everywhere. my mother lay in a puddle of misery and crimson. the earth, tainted with sorrow. the demons, their red eyes glowing in the dusk. fire burning behind them. turning the sky from a dull blue to a pink. ashes fall from the sky, like black snow.
i can see him, hes the only one that still has his noble eyes, before turning.The humans have rebelled against their leaders, that would explain the wrath that has fallen upon my home, my mother. I can't take the sight of this place, so much pain so much agony. i must run, but i will give away my hiding spot, they will kill me for sure. but i can't wait no longer. i dart through the forest, knowing he is behind me.
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