ｎａｍｅ．
My name, is Tank. Yes, like those big vehicle things with canons on them that humans use. I was called Tank for one main reason, I don't really feel pain, it takes a lot for me to whimper or cry to something that physically hurts me.
ａｇｅ．
I am three years and six months old.
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ．
clearly a male, thank you very much, I'm surprised you couldn't tell the obvious.
ｌｏｏｋｓ．
I have a fawn and white coat, my entire back as well as my flank, ears and top of my head are fawn. My legs and paws are pure white, same with my underbelly, muzzle and cheeks. I also have a thin white strip that goes up half of my forehead. I am only a foot tall with short legs and small paws, big ears that stand straight up and a stub for a tail. I have dark brown eyes and a black nose and black pads on my paws.
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ．
I am a very straight forward dog, so no, I will not sugar coat the truth to make it sound better. Hat I think is what you get. I am very territorial, if I don't know you and you're on my turff, let me just say this; I may only be a foot tall but I will shred you. So yes, I am very protective if I know you. If I had a mate and offspring, oh I can promise you that I would tear you to shreds if you harmed them. My bite is worse than my bite. I am outgoing though, I am welcome to meeting others.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ．
I was born on the streets, my mother birthed us at the end of an ally next to the back door of a diner. One of the workers would come out back and feed me and my siblings, as well as my mother. I never knew my father, but my mother has told us stories about her past. She was a purebred, and a well known show dog, but she had stumbled upon a brute of the same exact breed, who was also a purebred. What came next is pretty obvious; she became pregnant her owners threw her out on the streets, not wanting to deal with a litter of puppies. One day when I was a month old my siblings heard something and all decided to check it out. Running off down the end of the ally and rounding the corner, the only thing that came next was terrified yelps of my siblings, except for one; Lou-Lou Bell. She tore around the corner back to the cardboard box that was out bed and cuddled up to me and whimpered. My mother, terrified for her pups took off after the yelps, only a shocked howl to show for her discovery. Seconds after a man in a white jumpsuit came stomping over to me and Lou-Lou Bell. Grabbing us by our scruffs he carried us to a large white truck containing our siblings and other dogs that were picked off the streets. I had snapped at Lou-Lou Bell to bite the man, she refused. So I bit the man's arm that held me, then bit the other that held my sister. Jumping from the truck my only sibling left, and myself took off down the road.
We had been running all day, when we came to an old woman sitting inside a box. Lou-Lou Bell was scared to approach the sickly looking woman, but I forced her to follow me. The old woman welcomed us and had fed us very little of her food. She had allowed us to sleep with her in her large cardboard box. It took a few days before the woman started to call my sister and myself by a name. She gave me the name Tank for my bold, brave and tough structure and posture, and she named my sister Lou-Lou Bell, because she reminded her of a bell when she barked. We were with the woman for a few weeks after that and our names seemed to stick, until one night...she died, Lou and myself didn't know until a red husky, who called himself Rhode, gave us the sad news. Rhode was a large, muscular red husky with dazzling blue eyes. Rhode showed Lou and me around and gave us the basic and safisticated ways of life on the street. Rhode was with us for about a year before he left us to fend for ourselves, so for two and a half years that is what Lou and I have been doing.
ｂｒｅｅｄ．
Pembroke Welsh Corgi
ｌｉｋｅｓ．
- raw hides
- balls
- chew toys
- cats
- my sister
ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ．
- being abandoned
-being ignored
- fights
- losing a loved one
- dog catchers
ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ．
straight
ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｏｎ ａｌｌｉａｎｃｅ．
I am With the alliance.
ｃｒｕｓｈ．
none
ｍａｔｅ．
nope
ｏｆｆｓｐｒｉｎｇ．
nada
ｎａｍｅ．
Lou-Lou Bell. Lou for short.
ａｇｅ．
3 years 6 months
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ．
Female
ｌｏｏｋｓ．
Sable, tan face, ears, upper half of front and rear legs, white hunches, lower half of front and lower legs, under belly and a white streak on her muzzle, black on top of her head and back, dark brown eyes, a black nowe and pink pads.
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ．
Lou is a very sweet, yet very shy dog. It take a lot to gain this beautiful corgi's trust, but that doesn't mean she won't be fist to stick her neck out if family or someone she cares about is in danger. She is usually pretty dependant on others, but mainly it's been her brother, Tank. If you get to know this lovely girl, she will gladly be playful and open, but otherwise she is shy and usually tends to keep to herself.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ．
(see Tank's history)
ｂｒｅｅｄ．
Pembroke Welsh Corgi
ｌｉｋｅｓ．
- other dogs
- friendly cats
- being helped
- meaty treats
- her brother
- a blanket to sleep on or under
ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ．
- being picked on
- being teased
- her height
- her stub of a tail
- being left out
- being ignored
ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ．
straight
ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｏｎ ａｌｌｉａｎｃｅ．
Supports the Alliance
ｃｒｕｓｈ．
none
ｍａｔｅ．
no one..
ｏｆｆｓｐｒｉｎｇ．
not one..
ｎａｍｅ．
My name, is Sasha.
ａｇｅ．
I am 4 years and 7 months old.
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ．
I am a fea
ｌｏｏｋｓ．
I am a pure white, fluffy dog with a shorter tail that curls to my back, my ears stand straight up, I have brown eyes and a plack nose and pads. I stand 26 inches off the ground.
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ．
I am known to be Alert, Docile, Friendly, Responsive, Courageous, Dignified, Stern and Stubborn. Why am I that way you might ask? Well it's simple really. It's because I want to get through this life on the streets in one piece.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ．
I wasn't always on the streets you see. I use to be a very well-known show dog, that is, until I had once met this brute who was at my shows multiple times, and he had picked an interest in me and I had picked an interest in him. He was a very tall and hansome red akita inu, and I hadn't taken him on as my mate, but it didn't take long before I started to feel more tired, more hungry, and fatter. When it came to practicing for my shows I got exhausted easily, and my very last show, I had been disqualified due to the fact that I had collapsed in the middle of the course, my stomach was sheering in pain, and that's when I noticed my stomach, the skin under the white fur was swollen. I was able to pick out the brute I had been seeing in the crowd of shocked dogs, and I knew in that moment, that he had gotten me pregnant. After my show-dog incodent my owner threw fits, that is until I gave birth to two puppies; a brute and a fea. This made my owner hysterical, and he quickly grew angry with me, even though the puppies were of two show dog's blood, but this didn't matter to him, so whenever one of the puppies did something wrong he would hit them, sending them tumbling across the floor, and I too would get hit when I stepped in to protect my offspring. The puppies' father came to see them in the middle of the night, and he and I had agreed to not take what had happened any further, the puppies were a mistake, but they are mine and I love them to pieces. The last time the puppies' father came to see them they were about a month old, that's when he suggested naming them; the fea was named Fawn, and the brute; Ceaser, sadly that is the last time the pups and I have seen their father, for that night my owner came out, spotting the father to my pups and grew angry very quickly, he grabbed Fawn and Ceaser in one arm, as they squealed and yipped in pain as he held them too tight, and then he had grabbed me roughly by the neck, causing a cry to come from my jaws, this had made their father, who was known as Butch, very angery, causing him to lunge at my owner, forcing him to release me and our two pups. The two had tussled for quite sometime...until my owner had managed to toss Butch's body into a wooden stake that had been left out, I knew instantly he was dead, and I made the quick decision to run away, with my pups sprinting with their tiny legs ahead of me, I needed to get them away from there. That had happened only six months ago. I have been on the street with my two pups for six months, and still, no sign of hope.
ｂｒｅｅｄ．
Akita Inu
ｌｉｋｅｓ．
- shelter
- sucess
- safety
- protection
- love
- her offspring
ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ．
- death
- violence
ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ．
straight
ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｏｎ ａｌｌｉａｎｃｅ．
against it.
ｃｒｕｓｈ．
none
ｍａｔｅ．
none.
ｏｆｆｓｐｒｉｎｇ．
Fawn and Ceaser
ｎａｍｅ．
Fawn, like a baby deer.
ａｇｅ．
7 months
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ．
fea
ｌｏｏｋｓ．
a solid cream color with a black nose and dark brown eyes.
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ．
Fawn is very shy and tends not to stray far if at all from her mother's side. It takes a lot of this little puppy to open up, or to even talk, but when she does talk, its a high pitch voice, but it still rings like a bell.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ．
Her parents (Sasha and Butch) two Akita Inus had accidently ended up pregnant with two puppies; Fawn and her brother, Ceaser. She knew right from the start that she was never ment to happen from the way their owner treated them. She often times let her curiosity get the best of her, which ould only end up getting her knocked hard on the head or in the jaw, sending her tumbling across the floors. It had always comforted her to see her mother stand inbetween their owner and her and Ceaser after getting knocked around, it let Fawn know that at least her mother loved her. She began to think her father loved her too when he continulesy came to visit them in the middle of the night, but after she turned one month her father granted her the name Fawn, but had always called her Bambi before-hand.
ｂｒｅｅｄ．
Akita Inu
ｌｉｋｅｓ．
- feeling safe
- being protected
- the thought of being loved
ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ．
- being alone
- getting yelled at
- making a fool out of herself
ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ．
striaght
ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｏｎ ａｌｌｉａｎｃｅ．
she isn't quite sure, but since her mother is against it, she is too for the time being.
ｃｒｕｓｈ．
no
ｍａｔｅ．
non
ｏｆｆｓｐｒｉｎｇ．
ha no.
ｎａｍｅ．
Ceaser, like Julius Ceaser.
ａｇｅ．
7 months old!
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ．
I'm a brute..duh
ｌｏｏｋｓ．
look above.
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ．
I am outgoing, social, adventurous, daring, and protective. Enough said there.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ．
Listen to my sister Fawn and my mother, Sasha's histories, mine is pretty close.
ｂｒｅｅｄ．
Akita Inu
ｌｉｋｅｓ．
- adventures
- dares
- rebelious things
- fun activities
- being around lot of others
ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ．
- being beaten
- being snapped at
- being alone
ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ．
straight
ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｏｎ ａｌｌｉａｎｃｅ．
Well mother is against it so..I am too! Right?
ｃｒｕｓｈ．
nope, none
ｍａｔｅ．
nope, none, nada
ｏｆｆｓｐｒｉｎｇ．
nope, none, nada, zippo
ｎａｍｅ．
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ａｇｅ．
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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ．
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ｌｏｏｋｓ．
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ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ．
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ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ．
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ｂｒｅｅｄ．
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ｌｉｋｅｓ．
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ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ．
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ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｏｎ ａｌｌｉａｎｃｅ．
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ｏｆｆｓｐｒｉｎｇ．
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