Shining Armor. wrote:“I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding— certainly too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.”
The Basics
Name
"My name, if you dare ask, is Octavia, which is latin for "The eighth." Fitting, because I was the eighth born in the litter of nine. No, it is not a girls name. Dear goodness, some canines, so unintelligent. In case you were wondering, it's pronounced Ock-Tave-Ee-Uh. Get that? Good."
Age
"I am not sure whether to feel insulted or not. I am four years old, quite a comfortable age if you ask me. Not too old, but old enough to be respected."
Gender
"I am definitely insulted now. I am clearly a male. This doesn't have to do with my name, I hope?"
Looks
Octavia has long, silky fur that is soft to the touch. His pattern is "Blue Merle", which is a blue gray with darker shaded spots, also having a white undercoat. He has a rather strong build, and long legs. He has beautiful blue eyes, from his husky heritage, he has an almost lithe build, however strong it may be. He has a long, fluffy tail. Unlike most aussies. He has a british accent because of his past humans.Other
Rank
Pack Dog
Personality
This blue merle Aussie-Husky mix is a snob when you first meet him, because his owners were british high class humans, their personalities rubbed off on him. He is often making subtle rude comments, to down others and put himself higher. He rarely laughs, and prefers to be left alone most of the time, but not all of the time. Although it is hard to get to know him, if you try hard enough, he will too. He is loyal when you get to know him, he will use his verbal insults to defend you, and if needed, his fangs. When you get to know him he is a sweet and loyal brute, who will defend his friends with his life.
When needing to make a decision he will definately spend a few minutes or seconds thinking about it, making sure it would not hurt anyone, or himself. He is very bold and not afraid to speak his mind. He doesn't speak usually unless spoken to, unless a remark is just asking to be made. His fighting style is deeply tied into his heritage, he's a team player when it comes to fighting. He herds his enemies, then helps his comrades fight them.
Crush
"I'm afraid not. A dog must have high standards. Correct?"
History
"As a puppy I was born into a litter of nine. Being the eighth born, my parents took to calling me Octavia. After about nine weeks with my parents I was put up for adoption. I was adopted by a husband and wife with strange accents. I had to be shipped somewhere. After I arrived I realized that I liked these humans, they treated me nicely, and fed me. After a few months of learning basic commands they began show training. I was a champion. I got several first place ribbons, but then...Something happened, catastrophes began to strike, I went for a walk one night to clear my mind, then the earth began to tremble, I hid in the forest for a few hours until it ended. I came back home to see my humans, but then...I saw it. My house completely was gone. A pile of rubble, I looked for my humans, I saw it, an ambulance was carrying them away. They were dead. I met this group of canines, I'm sticking with them for now.Family
Parents
Unknown
Siblings
Eight siblings, all died.
Mate
None
Offspring
None
(( Accepted
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