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ｔｈｅ ｂａｓｉｃｓ
- /ˈspirit/, the pretty wallflower. Strange name? I think not. I oh so very love her name, it suits the beaten up husky. It suits her, like a ghost moving across a room, slow, quiet, frightening. Spirit, meaning; The nonphysical part of a person that is the seat of emotions and character; the soul. pronounced; spir·it. It came from a past of two, just as a coincidence, but the storys are oh so very different, you see her first owner, though/new, that Spirit was the outcast, the one that was hidden in the backround. She was left out, she didn't get to play the puppy games, or drink any milk, she had to starve and sit watching. So her owner named her Spirit. The second time, Spirit was about two, and was forced into dog fighting, she was the best, she won every fight. It was extraordinary. How she won all the fights, not getting a single scratch. So that owner, as I said by coincidence, named her Spirit, just because she was invisible to others. Spirit was born on the 24th of December 2011, making Spirit around two years old. Since the dog-fighting, Spirit has always been the quiet one in the group. She is shy, and introverted, with a clever mind that wont speak its thoughts. Spirit has always been one to fade into the background, like a wallflower. She is never the center of attention but watches everything and misses nothing. Its hard to go unnoticed and not notice everything else thats going on around you. While others would call her silent, Spirit prefers to think of herself as thoughtful, and always looks before she leaps. Like her namesake, Spirit isn't one to complain. She takes what she gets and deals with it, often improving it until someone else takes it away from her. Not one to fight, Spirit is a pacifist and will sit on the side-lines of every fight. Although Spirit is a shy, and quiet, underneath all of that shyness, She is fast and bright. Loving, everyone and talking to everyone, smiling bright for the future. But now she looks back at the past, as dog fighting broke her, bit by bit, breaking her mind, both, mentally and physically. Spirit is female, fae, girl, women, whatever. Spirit is a Australian Sheperd, nothing special, and not crossed. Not enough basics? ask her, she might tell you. [this was only the basics, way more to come, including, crushes, and secrets!]
ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
- Spirit is a black, white/cream, and brown female, her fur is rather soft and fluffy. and it is nice to feel. Although when it gets wet, it looks messy, but it still looks rather cute. Her ears flop sometimes over her, soft blue eyes, but she tries her best to stick them up. Her tail is long, and furry, like a long teddy bear, it's furry, so in the winter, it keeps her warm. Like her tail, her coat keeps her warm, and also gets lighter in the summer. Spirits eyes, are probably her main feature, they are a soft, ocean blue, that could melt the world. They are charming and distract dogs when she is talking to them. Spirit still has a black collar, with a number attached, from her fighting past. Her number was 186. Meaning she was the 186th dog, in that dog fighting company. Spirit also has, carrys around a soft, dog toy, that is a cow. In the factory a mistake was made, and instead of a moo, it oinks. So its a cow that oinks. Spirit has no pups, and would like some, cute, hyper, puppies, of course, she is still too young, but she would like them when she is about four years old.
ｄｉｇｇｉｎｇ ｄｅｅｐｅｒ
- Crush? you want to know, what happens to be the biggest secret in the world? hmmmm, maybe, if she had one. Spirit hasn't had a crush in a while, because the last one, broke her heart, just aswell as her mind. So no, Spirit has no crush. Although, she looks for a nice, charming dog, that is nice and kind to her. She doesn't care about looks, or popularity, she just cares for a dog that cares for her, never mind males, she looks for friends too, not looks, not strength, just kindness. Of course Spirit has kin, its family of course, everyone has family, it just takes a while to find out if they are true, not fake liars like Spirits. Well she had her sisters, Holly, Kayla, Blu, and Mazie, they were all selfish, and never cared for her. And her brothers, Outlaw, Oliver, Simba, and Coo, Simba was the only one who cared. Then there is Scarlett, her dam, and Bosco, her sire. So her family, weren't the best, but she still loved them dearly, because its about trust, not hate. Spirit, as I said doesn't have a crush nor mate, she isn't looking either, she considers herself, a tad bit to young. Spirit was born into a prosperous family. Raised to be a happy but shy dog. She wasn't allowed to bite or growl or even scratch in the presence of company. That life may have seemed harsh, but
it wasn't too bad. But that changed quickly. As soon as she was old enough to be sold, she was bought by a Dog fighting company. They didn't want a harmless dog that couldn't fend for itself. They tried to undo all the work her first family did to her, to turn her into a fighting machine that could survive the toughest winters. They whipped her, abused her, starved her, did some horrible things to try and beat the harmless dog out of her. They failed, but they did do something to her. They broke her, made her the silent watchful fae she is today. Luckily, this life was not forever. She started to do well, building up her strength to fend herself, but in the end she gave up, letting herself be beaten to the ground, leaving two scars on her right ear, and across her muzzle. She escaped barely alive with three other dogs. All three dogs had to find there way back to civilizations. They managed to survive for a while, and Spirit developed a crush on Outlaw, a black and white Siberian husky who was always nice to her. The other dog, Hilda, was another husky, and she liked him too. The two fae's began to dislike each other. Alot. The fight was inevitable and Spirit being so placid, she backed down before any major damage was done. That left her alone. Out in the wilderness with
nobody but herself. She grew weaker, both physically and mentally. But luck shined down on the fae. A hunter spotted the half-dead fae when out hunting and brought her in, nursed her and brought her back to her former glory. She couldn't stay though, as the hunter had no room for a dog. She was put in the pound and left there to rot away. But even more luck shined on her, and this fae was adopted by the coastal rescue and trained to be a beach patrol dog, but that life came to an end too, leaving this female no where but, the freezing plains of Alaska.
may i please have patroller rank.
