It's a Dog Eat Dog World Out Here
"Life as a stray is hard so if you wanna survive you better shut up and listen good, pup. Everyone in this world is out to get you, you can't trust anyone out here. Especially not the humans. All they do is use you and lose you. They call us Man's Best Friend but that's just a lie, they ain't nobody's friend. You especially wanna look out for the Ghost Gray Van. Dogs go in there, and they don't come out. Careful pup, keep your mouth shut, eyes open and your legs moving and things should go a bit more smoothly for you. But remember, there's other things out to get you besides the Ghost Gray Van. It's up to you what you do kid but let me just give you a bit of advice. It's a dog eat dog world out here, keep your wits about you and be careful who you talk to. You can't trust anyone."
Rules
• This is a semi-literate to literate roleplay so decent grammar and spelling is expected.
• Write atleast 150 words per post, here's a link to help you count up.
• Please fill out the whole form.
• Romance and action is encouraged!
• Include everyone! No one gets left behind.
• If you have any good ideas/plots then pm me.
• Don't make your own characters fall in love! It's no fun!
• Unlimited charries but please make sure you can handle them all.
• All of Tesses rules apply.
• No one-liners ever!
• Dogs do not fall in love at first sight.
• If a dog gets pregnant during this rp, it must wait atleast two real life weeks before giving birth to surviving puppies.
• Keep genders even please.
• Any dog breed is accepted.
• No wolf hybrids or wild canine part of any kind without my permission. PM me first if you want a hybrid canine.
• Mixed dog breeds are encouraged along with mongrels.
• I want a variety of breeds, not 10 huskies and one mutt.
• Real Life Pictures only! If you can't get a picture, 100 words+ describing your dogs appearance.
• Dogs can form small groups but please no major packs, everyone is a loner.
• Make your posts look good. Add pictures, colour etc but still have it understandable and easy to follow.
• Be active please!
• Be realistic! Would you really see a purebred champion husky on the streets?
• I don't want 10 huskies, 10 collies and a few ridgebacks. Please be creative and imaginative when coming up with dog breeds.
• No more than three pages when only two or three people are rping.
• If you read the rules, put the headings in the form in a colour. [Look at my forms if you don't understand what I mean.]
• Have fun!
Form
Rules
• This is a semi-literate to literate roleplay so decent grammar and spelling is expected.
• Write atleast 150 words per post, here's a link to help you count up.
• Please fill out the whole form.
• Romance and action is encouraged!
• Include everyone! No one gets left behind.
• If you have any good ideas/plots then pm me.
• Don't make your own characters fall in love! It's no fun!
• Unlimited charries but please make sure you can handle them all.
• All of Tesses rules apply.
• No one-liners ever!
• Dogs do not fall in love at first sight.
• If a dog gets pregnant during this rp, it must wait atleast two real life weeks before giving birth to surviving puppies.
• Keep genders even please.
• Any dog breed is accepted.
• No wolf hybrids or wild canine part of any kind without my permission. PM me first if you want a hybrid canine.
• Mixed dog breeds are encouraged along with mongrels.
• I want a variety of breeds, not 10 huskies and one mutt.
• Real Life Pictures only! If you can't get a picture, 100 words+ describing your dogs appearance.
• Dogs can form small groups but please no major packs, everyone is a loner.
• Make your posts look good. Add pictures, colour etc but still have it understandable and easy to follow.
• Be active please!
• Be realistic! Would you really see a purebred champion husky on the streets?
• I don't want 10 huskies, 10 collies and a few ridgebacks. Please be creative and imaginative when coming up with dog breeds.
• No more than three pages when only two or three people are rping.
• If you read the rules, put the headings in the form in a colour. [Look at my forms if you don't understand what I mean.]
• Have fun!
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Characters
Roleplayed by ~Wolf Chick~
Name:
Emillio.
Nickname:
Emi.
Age:
4 Years.
Gender:
Male.
Breed:
Doberman Pinscher.
History[100 words+]:
Emillio was born a fighting dog. His mother was forced to breed with one of the best fighting dogs in the business and she gave birth to two males and a daughter. The men who owned him and his family killed the girl as they felt there was no need for her. Now there was just Emillio and his brother, Atilla. Both dogs were then raised to fight. During this time, Emillio's father, Zeus got seriously wounded in a fight and the humans considered him unable to fight so they shot him. The two brothers were forced to follow in their father's pawsteps. Both dogs were excellent fighters, only losing a fight once a month at most.
Three years had passed with the fighting, Emi's mother had died and the humans decided they would put Emillio and his brother in the ring together. The dogs hated it but if they didn't fight they would be killed. Both dogs took equal damage until Emillio bit too hard on his brother's neck and he killed him. The humans applauded the dog but when they went to get Emillio out of the ring, he managed to bite one of the humans and raced out of what really was living hell.
He's felt guilt and pain every since and he feels he can never ever forgive himself.
Personality[100+]:
Emillio considers himself the Boss around these streets. Everyone looks up to him and if you don't, he'll bite you. He's had a hard past and never speaks of it to anyone. He has major trust issues and feels you can't trust anyone in this world, not even your own flesh and blood. He's extremely careful who he befriends and spends most of his time on his own. He isn't much of a flirter but that doesn't mean he doesn't want a mate at some point in his life. He also wants puppies but he feels that the streets are no place for a pup so it could take him a while to come around. He has a hot temper and isn't afraid to speak his mind. He'll quite easily put you in your place in this town and if he has to, he will attack. You really don't want to mess with this guy. Underneath he's a sweet dog but it will take you a while to uncover his true self.
Strengths:
- Incredibly strong.
- Fierce.
- Good Leader.
- Stands up for the ones he loves.
- When he makes you a promise, he does everything in his power to make sure he does it for you.
Weaknesses:
- Hot headed.
- Aggressive.
- Guilt about his past.
- Judgemental.
- Intolerance for young dogs.
Likes:
- Quiet.
- Peace.
- Eating.
- Sleeping.
Dislikes:
- Opening up about himself.
- Telling others about his past.
- Humans
- Rain.
- Being lonely.
- Cocky, big-headed and the show-off type dogs.
- Dogs that think there's nothing to worry about in this world.
Fears:
- Being alone for the rest of his life.
- The ones he loves will get hurt.
- Someone knowing about his past that he doesn't want to.
- The Ghost Gray Van.
Crush:
N/A.
Mate:
None.
Pups:
None.
Other:
He has many scars from his fighting but the main ones are a long gash on his right thigh and three claw marks on the back of his neck.
Roleplayed by ~Wolf Chick~
Name:
Sookie.
Nickname:
Just Sookie.
Age:
Three Years.
Gender:
Female.
Breed:
English Springer Spaniel.
History[100 words+]:
Sookie used to be a house pet. She was bred by a professional Spaniel breeder and given to what she considered a loving home when she was about seven weeks old. The family included a woman, her husband and their four year old son. Sookie fell in love with family almost right away, she considered the child to be her closest and bestest friend. There was nothing she wouldn't do for that boy, or any of the family for that matter. They fed her, cleaned her, homed her and played with her for two years until they moved house. Sookie was placed in to the back of a truck along with all of the family's belongings but before the doors were closed and they were still loading things up, she saw what appeared to be a fun looking toy to chew on. She went to get the toy and she played with it for a little while, forgetting about teh truck, it drove off without her. She's been on the streets ever since.
Personality[100+]:
Sookie is a gentle gal who hates seeing others in pain. She wants very much to help Emillio but she knows there's nothing she can do to help him right now. She's eager to help young pups that she finds and teach them the ways of the streets. She's also very playful so gets on great with pups. She's generally quite well-mannered, polite and really just a nice, friendly dog to be around but if you mess with one of her friends, she'll put you in your place. Just because she's a nice girl doesn't mean she doesn't have a backbone. She is however, quite a small, feeble dog physically add doesn't stand a chance in a fight. She doesn't have much speed either but she does have stamina on her side. She can be flirtacious at times and really wants a mate and some pups in the not-to-distant future.
Strengths:
- There for dogs that need help.
- Eager to learn more and teach pups.
- High stamina.
- Polite and kind to most dogs.
- Good sense of humour.
- Easy to get along with.
Weaknesses:
- Isn't very strong.
- Her speed also lets her down.
- Too quick to trust dogs so she gets hurt easily.
- Low self-esteem.
- A little too curious.
Likes:
- Water.
- Cool air.
- Clouds.
- Most dogs.
- Pups.
Dislikes:
- Hot weather.
- Rude, disrespectful and inconsiderate dogs.
- Larger dogs.
- Dogs that pick on pups.
Fears:
- Thunderstorms.
- Loud noises.
- Larger dogs, males in particular.
Crush:
Open.
Mate:
None.
Pups:
None.
Other:
Nothing really.
ฬเℓ∂ ȺŦ Ħεลɤŧ wrote:Roleplayed by ฬเℓ∂ ȺŦ Ħεลɤŧ
Name: Barbwire
Nickname: Briar
Age: 3
Gender: Female
Breed: Cane Corso/Pitbull Mix
History:Beaten within an inch of her life at a year old Briar was left for the dead. Fending for herself she became hostile and tempermental, not wanting anything to do with anyone that shows her face. Briar has killed. Not just for food though out of her own madness and she's seen it all. Guts and Glory. Now this may be gross and Briar is not happy about it though the only thing she has to lose is her life, sometimes Briar thinks that might not be bad... Too erase all the bad pain but her survival instincts are stronger and the will to survive is as powerful as ever.
Personality:Rugged. Her hearty nature and guard instinct are stonger then most. Briar has a savage demise about her and will un-kindly show it to anyone who cares to approach. Livid and unbearable Briar doesn't need anybody or anyone. Her trust is as low as it gets and loyalty is down the drain for Briar. Her whipped back show signs of her abuse before and she'll show whoever tries to taunt her end up looking like it went through a wood cutter. As much as she hates to be this way she'll stop at nothing to make anyone who tangles with her dead or gutted out alive and left for dead, just like her.
Strengths:
Rugged Nature
Will to Survive
Good Adaption
Weaknesses:
Foul mouthing large and in charge dogs
Picking fights with anyone who looks at her wrong
Loyalty issues
Likes:
Being alone
Hunting
Picking Fights
The Dark
People who give her free food
Dislikes:
Criminals
Thieves
Teenagers
Sleeping in boxes
People who think they own th place
Fears:
A leash
Belt
Something sharp
Young children
Crush: Emi-she won't admit it to herself.
Mate: Zip
Pups: Zada
Other:Zilch
LoneWolf-Gage wrote:Roleplayed by LoneWolf-Gage
Name:
Limbo
Nickname:
Stray
Age:
9 years
Gender:
male
Breed:
''You tell me'' Mongrel
History[100 words+]:
Stray was found as a pup by a young human who though he would make a good pet dog. Even as a puppy Stray knew that he didn't belong to anyone. He bit the human's arm when he had attempted to strike Stray. Stray ran off still being less than a year. He was caught again by fighters in a small town. The gang used all types of dogs to fight but mostly pitbulls. Stray was trained from then to be a fight dog. Before he reached a year and a half he had beaten all of the dogs in the gang. He moved on from there when he was taken to a city to fight against top notch dogs when he was around two years. Stray managed to come out on top. He decided to stay in that line of work for a while. He had seen many strange animals that they put him up against. He managed to keep his tittle of top fight dog in the entire Northern territories. Years later when Stray was around five years old he came across a young pup in the fights that looked to be scared out of his mind. Stray had told him to use his fear and turn it into aggression and he would win. The young male won, and it was then that Stray decided it was time to retire. When his handlers went to get him out he turned on him and killed him. He broke the box that they had the pup in and took him away from that life. He has spent the last four years raising the young dog into the dog he is today.
Personality[100+]:
Stray is a very dangerous dog who will kill you as soon as look at you if you cross him. He is very stern and strict when it comes to younger dogs. He doesn't mind them but he does not tolerate insubordination either. At times Stray can be a kind dog. He knows who he was before he joined the fights and remembers what he was taught then. He does not start fights but he will finish them. Stray has been and always will be a leader. In fact he would rather die than submit to another dog. Stray knows the pain that comes with being a fight dog. However he also knows what it means to care for someone and have them respect you in return. He can be a bit reckless at times but that will happen when one needs to make a quick decision. Though he is an older dog he still has a lot of patients. He can wait out most dogs and find their weak points.
Strengths:
High endurance
Iron will
Devotion
Loyalty
Weaknesses:
Loyalty
Prince
Likes:
Quiet
Calmness
Fighting
Landscape
Dislikes:
Vehicles
Noise
Fears:
Not being able to protect those he cares for
Crush:
open
Mate:
open
Pups:
Raised Prince
Other:
Stray is covered in scars but his thick fur covers them
Roleplayed by LoneWolf-Gage
Name:
Prince
Nickname:
Prince
Age:
4.6 years
Gender:
Male
Breed:
Siberian Husky
History[100 words+]:
Prince's parent's were both sled dogs but Prince and his siblings were solid. Unfortunately for Prince he ended up in the dog fights. However An older male that had been in the fights for years helped his escape and raised him. The male's name was Stray and he had taught Prince everything he needed to know about living on the streets and getting by with what they could find. There were times when the memories of his parent's would get the better of him but after a while he had forgotten all together. He has stayed with Stray for about four years now and sees the old male as his only family. After all. His own family had solid him away. Where this male who was no relation and had no reason to help him had saved the young dog from a life of hell.
Personality[100+]:
Prince is not a cold as a lot of dogs that have been in fights. He is a docile dog who does not become angry very easily. That is to be expected seeing as he was raised by a dog with great patients. Prince has a soft spot for pups and can sometimes be a bit shy or romantic around females. He does not like to see humans treating dogs badly and had attacked humans for it. He also does not like to see males treating females or pups poorly. He will and has stopped it. Though Just because he is good natured does not mean that he can not fight. Prince is a very strong dog thanks to Stray.
Strengths:
High endurance
Loyalty
Kindness
Weaknesses:
Pups
Likes:
Pups
children
Dislikes:
Adult humans
Fears:
Loosing Stray or someone else he cares for.
Crush:
open
Mate:
open
Pups:
not yet
Other:
He has scars from fights but his fur covers them
Kyoko wrote:
Roleplayed by Kyoko
Name: Annabelle
Nickname: Belle
Age: Young Adult - 4 years
Gender: Female
Breed: American Indian Dog
History[100 words+]: A rare and rugged breed, Annabelle was at first bred as a family pet, one that would guard her owner's back yard from intruders. Her first months of life were devoted to vigerous training as a guard dog, giving her a tough and fearless personality. At a year old, she was almost fully grown, muscular and powerful, more so than most other she-dogs. However, she was not savage. She held great respect for the old and weak - though she some times has a temper with any cocky or arrogant young dogs, espescially males- and holds true to every shred of dignity she has. But, she grew tired of her human masters, and after one of them struck her for growling at a human man who tried forcing her to follow the command of 'fetch' -which she despises with her very being- she was to be sent to what the humans call, 'the pound'. Though when the human came in the ghost grey van, and tried to slip a metal ring attatched to a pole around her neck, she made a break for it, jumping the fence and never looking back again as she ran into the city streets. She has never regreted her decision to run. After escaping, she met Vincent, a wise male who taught her the ways of a stray.
Personality[100+]: Fearless, intellegent, brave, and above all, rugged. Annabelle, sporting a coat of timber and amber colors, looks both beautiful and proud on the outside. But inside, she still holds to her guard dog ways, with a temper and a need to protect her territory. She trusts no one but her life long teacher Vincent, and his daughter, Willow. Headstrong and detirminded, 'Belle prowls the streets like a lioness, proud and powerful. Those who cross this female, better know what they're getting into, Annabelle will die before she sees someone try to hurt Vincent or Willow, or tries to steal what is hers. But underneith all that aggression, she really does care for others, and will try to help as best she can, whenever she can. She shows an exceptional soft side only for pups and those who find their way to her heart.
Strengths:
-Agile
-Swift
- A problem solver
- Fearless/Brave Nature
- Will come to anyone's aid if asked
- Will never abandon the weak or injured
- Will fight to the very end
- High stamina
Weaknesses:
- Emotional at times
- Is completely intolerable of humans
- Is sometimes too fearless for her own good
Likes:
- Summer days
- Rain
- Pups
- Nature
Dislikes:
- Disrespectful, arrogent, spiteful dogs
- Those who complain alot
- Dogs who bully others
Fears:
- Humans
- The ghost grey van
- Being alone
- Being harmed again by humans or other dogs
Crush:
Open
Mate:
None
Pups:
None
Other:
Will spend most of her time alone, her trust for others is almost completely gone, and she fears that she will be alone for the rest of her life because of it.
Name: Ranger
Nickname: None
Age: Teenager - Two Years
Gender: Male
Breed: German Shepherd mix
History[100 words+]: Roaming with his father since he was a pup, Ranger grew up on the streets since the day he was born. He never knew his mother, whom his father was so dearly fond of, because she was caught by the ghost grey van and never seen again. When he was around six months old, just becoming a teen, his father brought Annabelle home. At first, he didn't care for the she-dog at all, he some times even avoided her. Annabelle took up time with his father because she didn't know the ways of the streets, and Ranger was almost jealous of her. Though after a time, when his father explained that Annabelle would need their help to survive, he began to accept Annabelle almost as part of their family, and now, as an older teen, he thinks of her as a sister. He still walks the streets with Annabelle and his father at her side, and never leaves them for long, only to come running back home with dinner hanging from his teeth.
Personality[100+]: Ranger is a fun loving, care free, happy-go-lucky male who enjoys roaming his pack's small claim of territory in an abandomed house and on the streets. While he's still young and learning the hardships of life, he knows the city like the back of his paw and doesn't hesitate to keep his father and 'Belle safe from harm. He hates to see them unhappy, espescialy Annabelle who seems to have some emotional unease and his father who is becoming older with each passing day. He spends his days keeping strangers away and protecting his small family, and some times just lies in the sun for hours on end. One minute he can be full of energy and bouncing off the walls, and the next he's out cold, sleeping like the dead. He hasn't learned to pick his fights carefully, and her foolishness some times gets him into trouble as he often mistakes arrogence for bravery.
Strengths:
- Noble
- Never leaves anyone behind
- Believes in always helping others when possible
- Protective, espescially over those weaker than him
- Lean but powerful
- Street smart
Weaknesses:
- Arrogent
- Fool Hearty
- Loud mouthed
- Easily distracted
Likes:
- Swimming
- Summer weather
- Winter
- Sleeping
- Eating
Dislikes:
- Very small dogs
- Loud noises
- Complaining
- Threats towards Belle or his father
- Thunderstorms
Fears:
- The ghost grey van
- Lightning
- Being seperated from Belle and his father
Crush:
Open
Mate:
Open
Pups:
None
Other:
As he is still a pup, be prepared, he some times doesn't know when to stop talking. The scars on his body prove that, as Annabelle and Vincent often have to get him out of the trouble his loud mouth has gotten him into.
Roleplayed by Kyoko
Name: Vincent
Nickname: Vince
Age: Older Adult - 8 Years
Gender: Male
Breed: German Shepherd
History[100 words+]: Vincent's been on the streets for as long as he can remember, and loved every second of it. This dog has a tough past, one of abuse, dog fights, and loneliness. When he met the mother of his daugher, Willow, he loved her with everything he had, and when she was taken away by the ghost grey van he thought he'd lost all meaning for life. That is, until he met Annabelle. Her spunk and fearless nature reminded him so much of his former mate. And, thinking this was his chance to make up for loosing his mate. He promised to teach her how to survive on the street, and let her live alongside Willow. The two of them became everything to him, and he would never trade anything for them. He continues to walk beside them on the streets, and aids them in learning the ways of the streets. Never once has this old dog been wrong in his teachings, for he is greatly respected.
Personality[100+]: Old but still strong, what Vincent lacks in youth, he makes up for in wisdom. Vincent has known these streets for his whole life and has seen them change many times. He has watched more and more humans walk the roads with their pups, and despite his hate of them, he respects them. He is cautious, strong willed, and brave, never backing down from a challange no matter what the stakes are. He will stop at nothing to keep Belle and his daughter safe, and takes every precaution to do so. You can try to intinidate and harm this male, but his spirit will never weaken, for he has known hardship some can only dream of, his scars tell that story plain and simple, both physical scars are nothing compared to the scars that gash deeply into his heart.
Strengths:
- Street smart
- Not easily intimidated
- Willful
- Wise and ever watchful
- Cautious of others
- Loyal and brave
Weaknesses:
- Limited vision in his right eye
- Is easily hurt emotionally
- His past
- Older
- Low stamina
- Devotion to others
Likes:
- Quite days
- Warm summers
- Baying at the moon some times
- Rain
- Watching the stars
Dislikes:
- Anyone who wishes to harm Belle or Willow
- Swimming
- Being crowded
- Aggresive dogs
Fears:
- Losing Willow or Belle
- Leaving Willow alone
- Losing anyone else he loves
- Being taken from Belle and Willow
- The ghost grey van
Crush:
None
Mate:
None
Pups:
- Willow (Daughter)
Other:
iShame wrote:Roleplayed by iShame
Name: "Randevou the Day."
Nickname: "I'm not extrmely picky, but I prefere Rande."
Age: "Four Years.."
Gender: "Female."
Breed: "Full blood Great Dane."
History[100 words+]: My life started out as a Stray. No, i didn't grow up with a loving or supportive family. No, i wasn't Beaten by my family. I had no family. I was born, my mother died three weeks after we were born, and my father was taken by the Gray Ghost Van, They came back shortly for my Siblings and I. We were given a sergeant mother inside the shelter; Two of my siblings died that first night from a virus they had gotten while, as the humans say, 'On the street'. There were three of us left. Our sergeant mother, Dono, a young, yet not experienced with pups at all, favored my bother, and two other sisters, leaving me in the shadows. I made little effort into doing anything. While my siblings grew big and strong in the care of Dono, i was taken out frequently and given what humans called, 'Medicaion'. I called it bad liquid. It tasted horrible as they forced it down. They said, though the murmors of darkness that swpet over me one night, I might not make it. By their astonishment, by seven weeks of age, and the countless different types of Bad Liquid they had forced down my throat, i was up and about more than usual. They said, so long as nothing went wrong, i would be adopted in a week or so. I was adopted, only a week later after my uprise in health. I blamed it on Dono, for making me shadow my siblings good health. I was taken to a country place, full of other animals called Sheep, Cows, Horses. We had next door neighbors; and i became great friends with a Lab named Chist. He was a Very small dog. A Long Haired Chihuahua, with a small tad of Toy Poodle. He was fun to chase around he yard; without hurting of course. Chist seemed to be a bit of a Gosspier, and knew of my siblings. At around a Year an a half; i was informed of their deaths, finding this out, i contemplated going to see if it was true, or simply a rumor desighned to hurt me. From their i went off, finding out that they were dead, and meetingstrange animals along the way. I waas led into several traps, only managing to escape with my life each time. I never found my way home again. Making me on my own once again.
Personality[100+]: Rande has a sort of split personality. Her more Kinder side keeps her trusting other's, and likes to have fun. She is a humorous dog when in certain states, though is not easily angered. She's frisky, though not very cautious. She tends to think out her actions deeply, always trying to guess what her opponent would do. Though, she tends not to think out her words before speaking them, giving her trouble often. She's lighthearted at times, having a small soft spot for innocent dog's, and isn't one to let an innocent dog get hurt. She's stops it at any cost. Though, while her kind side is often more prominent, she has her meaner side. Keping secluded into the shadow's, so no trouble would come. Making snide comment's as one turns their back is another small pleasure of Rande's. She's ruthless at points. Not leaving untill she gains what she wanted. Submission, and respect, are not things of Rande to honor. While an older dog deserves better; she is usually not the one to give it. She see's no one as 'better' than others, and treats each dog she meets as equals. She is not one to anger. Though; she is not quick to anger, often keeping calm as best as possible, and letting the other become angry far before herself.
Strengths:
- Stamina
- Small and Agile
- Not easily Angered
Weaknesses:
- Smart Males
- Can't Control Anger once provoked
- Her Seemingly large Ego
- Large body
Likes:
- Rain
- Puddles
- Silence
- Small Pain
- Thunderstorms
Dislikes:
- Ill-tempered Dogs and Mutts
- Cats
- Being Distrubed, or loseing train of thought
- Loudness in general
Fears:
- Ghost Gray Van
- Death
Crush: " No one."
Mate: "No one."
Pups: "None."
Other: "Nothing."
klmls wrote:Roleplayed by klmls
Name:Levi
Nickname:Please just call me Levi
Age: 1 year old in Human Years
Gender: Male
Breed:Golden Retriever
History[100 words+]: Levi was born on a farm in Scotland but as most curious pups would do Levi explored to far onto a boat traveling to America. Levi was then adopted in by a considerate woman who also was left homeless. The woman raised Levi and fed him when she could but a few weeks after Levi turned one the woman had a massive heart attack and was not able to be revived. Levi was then left to fend for himself as a stray. He was then living alone on the streets in New York city and had joined some packs but nothing was ever enough for him. The dogs were too mangy and rude and food was scarce and the water was polluted from the sewers. Levi ventured far enough to the point where he was able to find some food and water to keep him going for a while but now that Levi is older and growing rapidly he needs more skills to survive which he doesn't have and he can no longer fend for himself. Levi eventually finds a pack and that is where he is living today. Hopefully nothing will change for Levi because he does not do well with change.
Personality[100+]: Levi is a real playful Golden. He is content with almost everything he is given even in cases where everything may seem to be going wrong. He is not afraid to stick up for himself or have a little fun when he wants but when it's time to work he is always ready. He is adventurous and brave. He is gentle with all dogs. He is protective, and helpful. He cares for the weaker dogs first and then sets himself out to help the others. He is never late when it comes to defending the pack but there is times where Levi needs to regenerate himself and have time to himself. He is more of a loner than a social guy but if he finds time he will always be open to spending it with friends.
Strengths: He is good at swimming, being friendly, working hard, helping out, and just being himself.
Weaknesses: Hunting for food, and calming down.
Likes: Other dogs, and humans. His favorite food is corn dogs and pizza.
Dislikes: Cats and birds, and sleeping in the rain.
Fears:Thunderstorms, cars, and losing friends.
Crush:Not yet
Mate:Not yet
Pups:Not yet
Other:Nope
Howl. wrote:Roleplayed by Howl.
Name:
Annie.
Nickname:
Ann, kid.
Age:
1 year and a half.
Gender:
Female.
Breed:
Anatolian Shepherd Dog.
History[100 words+]:
Annie was bred by a man that had two Anatolian shepherds. She was taken good care of and raised in that home until she was atleast 2 months old, learning the norms and values of being a dog. She was also taught how to sit, down, shake, give her paw and beg ( all of these come in handy when begging for food! ) and how to protect livestock. It was on the day of lambing that Annie went missing. She was 3 months old when she was mistaken for fuzzy lamb and thrown into a sack, when the sack opened at the slaughter house Annie burst out and ran for her short life! She escaped the hands of the bewildered men, though not many tried to catch her. Off she ran into the wilderness, using her tricks to beg for food.
Personality[100+]:
Annie is still young, and therefore has a semi-childish perspective on life. A possible trap to the Ghost Grey Van would really mean, to her, a fun game. She see's things her way and often gets into trouble with other dogs about it. Even so, Annie knows when to back off and leave another canine alone so as not to be harmed. She loves to run, jump, play and chase, but her favourite thing to do of all time is to bark. She's the type of dog that would run to greet you every day, run the same track and chase the same old ball but never get bored. She's happy-go-lucky, but can be quiet and give emotional gratification when its needed.
Strengths:
- can easily escape humans.
- can get food in large quantities.
- is loved by the village kids, making her a food-favourite.
- knows when to shut up and lay down.
Weaknesses:
- she's fearful of large male dogs.
- she's also fearful of horses.
- she gets into trouble without meaning to.
- she can, and has been known to, misread a dogs body language.
Likes:
- chasing cars.
- chasing carts.
- chasing things in general.
- barking.
- yiiping. [ its a strange, high pitched noise. ]
- playing with the kids.
Dislikes:
- adult humans.
- horses.
- some male dogs.
- The Ghost Grey Van.
Fears:
- She's fearful of large, dominating male dogs.
- She's fearful of fighting dogs, despite the fact that her breed has been known to grow very large and fight well in the ring.
- She fears, most of all, being alone.
Crush: none.
Mate: none.
Pups: none.
Other: nothing to add~
