//Life Is Rough\\ ~Dog RP~ ACCEPTING

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Just three more characters before we start!)

[.silk.]

■Eternal Heart■

■Age■
"I am one year old, I'm pretty young."

■Gender■
"I'm a female."

■Personality■
"Well, I can't explain my own personality, but I think I am pretty sweet, I love seeing others smile. I am bold and friendly, so I tend to play with human children. I am caring, brave, solitary, and a little skittish around cats. As you can tell by my name I am a loving soul, and I just wanna share it with everybody."

■Past■
"When I was little, some family took me in and then threw me out, because the son did not want me, he wanted a big dog. So I hung around a little bit, when I was later attacked and chased off by the neighborhood Saint Bernard. I traveled on my on for a while until I settled down to live in a pack."

■Breed■
"I'm a corgi, silly."

■Extra Looks■
"I have a little limp in my back leg due to an attack."

■Likes■
"Well, I like to play with kids, and I love to nibble on fruits if I can find them."

■Dislikes■
"When other dogs chew in my ear. I don't like dogs who are mean."

■Pack■
"City Pack."

■Romantic Relationships■
"Oh no, I have never thought about it."

■Other■
"I love scarves, and I am looking for one to wear."

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Bump

[spade.]

{{ Reserve Dump Pack alpha male and a fae in city pack, the lead fighter preferably

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ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴀᴍ;
[ɴᴀᴍᴇ] Amaia
[ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ] Mia
[ᴘʀᴏɴᴜɴᴄɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] Uh-my-uh
[ᴀɢᴇ] 4.1 years
[ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ] Female
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ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ;
[ʀᴀɴᴋ] Lead Fighter
[ʀᴀɴᴋ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇᴅ] Alpha
[ᴘᴀᴄᴋ] City Pack
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ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴇ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ;
[ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ] Purebred Siberian Husky
[Fᴜʀ] Black, white
[Fᴜʀ ᴛᴇxᴛᴜʀᴇ] Fairly thick, soft
[Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Golden
[Sɪᴢᴇ] Small for an average husky
[Bᴜɪʟᴅ] Thin yet strong
[Aᴄᴄᴇssᴏʀɪᴇs] Chain
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ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ;
[ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ] Ice Breaker - mother ;; Devon - father
Fang - brother ;; J.j - brother ;; Ryder - brother
[ᴄʀᴜsʜ] --
[sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴄʀᴜsʜ] --
[ᴍᴀᴛᴇ] --
[ᴘᴜᴘs] --

It's not a good idea to mess with this husky.
She may look like a sweetheart, but that's only bait. Amaia is short tempered, hard-working, and independent fae. Now, we all know what short tempered means, right? It means if someone made a rude comment about her or someone/something she cares about, she cracks right after. At first, it's growling and circling. Then, if the someone does it again, she starts clawing and biting. Not soft, gentle bites and scratches. Hurtful, vicious bites and scratches. Sometimes, if she's feeling nice enough, she will stop if you say mercy if you aren't fighting back. Other than that, she is very hard-working. Once she needs to get a job done, her mind is put to it and she won't stop till it's finished. Unless, of course, the one who gave her the job tells her she can stop. Always, she will keep her ranking and will try to be the best at it. Last but not least, Amaia is very independent. She refuses to have help, especially when she needs it the most. She is not very good with talking to others, which means she is better working alone than with a group. She enjoys being in packs, but not where she has to be paired up with a partner to finish a job.

Amaia was born in an Alaskan town on June 27th, 2010. She had five other siblings, two of them died on their day of birth. So technically, she only had three, which were her brothers. They were named Fang, J.j, and Ryder, and they would always pick on Amaia because she was the runt. She was lucky enough to even survive, but she had to deal with her siblings and get them off her case. She decided to somehow 'persuade' her owner into letting her be apart of the team when she was older. Her plan was this; train, become the best, become one of the lead dogs, boom. Her brothers would be too afraid of her strength and power over the team to pick on her. Anyways, she had a good puphood other than the fact her brothers picked on her. She was the favorite amongst all the huskies, and they all loved how cute and sweet she was. She even made grumpy, old Kraken thump his tail when she went up to him or messed around with a toy. When she was around a year and a half old, she try to make her owner see how strong, fast, and obedient she was. But, her owner didn't seem to notice, not even her mate. Her mate was mean. He would pin crimes that his dog, Roden, did on Amaia. He also sometimes gave Amaia a good kick in the side or a slap across her delicate face. Sadly enough, her owner did believe her mate and thought Amaia wasn't good enough to be apart of the team. Somehow, her brothers were though. Instead of training for races, she was forced to breed with two of the top notch racers on teams from all over the region when she was two years and a week old. Her 'mates' were Sniper and Rocky. She was the mother of a total of 18 pups. Eleven in one litter, seven in the other. Having two fake mates in less than two years was to much for her, so she ran away once her second litter was sold. She went feral and lived with a pack of wolves for awhile before sneaking on to a plane, hoping it would take her far away. The plane landed here and she found you.

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ＮＡＭＥ→ Hello there! My name is Harleigh. {har-lee} It means 'from the hare's meadow.' Why my owners named me that, I have absolutely no idea. But its okay. My name's Harleigh, and it always has been, so I wouldn't change it. I like it. Harleigh suits me.

ＡＧＥ→ I am about three years old, but not for sure. I really don't keep track.

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ→ Excuse you. That is the stupidest question I've ever been asked. I'm a fae, if you couldn't smell that. Thank you very much.

ＲＡＮＫ→ I'm a pack helper, I do a little of everything.

ＰＡＣＫ→ I'm a member of city pack.

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"..ＥＶＥＲＹ ＴＩＭＥ ＹＯＵ ＳＭＩＬＥ, Ｉ ＳＭＩＬＥ.."

ＡＰＰＥＡＲＡＮＣＥ→ I'm proud to say I am a border collie. Though I look different from most border collies, I am indeed one. I'm an

uncommon color. My coat is goldish blonde and creamy white. Its called gold merle Border collie. I am purebred, papers and all. Obviously I don't carry them around with me or anything...I don't know where they're at, but they exist. Anyways, getting back on topic, my legs, chest, neck, muzzle, forehead, and belly are white. My ears, back, sides, and haunches vary from a light, sandy color to dark strawberry blonde, depending on the lighting. My eyes are very light brown or I guess could also be classified as amber. I'm somewhere around nineteen inches tall and weigh twenty eight pounds. I'm built very thin and slender, agile and my body is good for running and jumping. In my past I was trained for agility which I was quite good at, due to my being light on my feet. My paw pads are black. My ears naturally perk up about halfway then flop over, however sometimes they are completely down.

"..ＡＮＤ ＥＶＥＲＹ ＴＩＭＥ ＹＯＵ ＳＨＩＮＥ, Ｉ'ＬＬ ＳＨＩＮＥ ＦＯＲ ＹＯＵ.."

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ→ First off, I'm a take-no-crap kind of fae. You wanna start something with me? Go ahead, see where that gets you. Getting

off that topic. I'm a quite loud and rambunctious fae to be quite honest. I love having fun and I can be a troublemaker. I am not really afraid of anything, I often do things without thinking of the consequences - which can be bad thing at times, but can also be a good thing. I'm outgoing and most others would tell you I'm a blast to be around. I can be sassy and a flirt. I like to make friends and tend to come across as rude sometimes. But I'm really kind and over think things a lot, and deep down I do wonder what people think of me. However, it seems as if I don't have a care in the world, and I plan to keep it that way.

Nobody really understands me, but I don't think about it much. I'm different, and that isn't a bad thing. I don't play by the rules very often. I love to do things like running and jumping, I also enjoy swimming. Many dogs dislike it but that's something I don't understand, I just love the feeling of it. I'm brave and I'll do almost anything to protect the ones I love. I'm not afraid to try new things or meet new people. The way I see it is, if you're friendly with me, I'll be friendly with you. I'm flirty pretty much toward any brutes but I'm not rude about it, just teasing. I don't like to see others sad and I'm a good friend. I'll take things seriously when they need to be taken seriously.

When something bad happens, and by bad I mean like, someone gets hurt, or something like that, I tend to avoid the problem. That's something I really need to work on. I feel like if I just ignore it and pretend its not there...it won't be there. Which is bad. I need to work on that. I try to avoid drama when I can but if I can't then oh well. I would rather confront someone and ask them their problem with me straight up than let them start rumors about me. Deep down, I really just want to have fun and be loved. Doesn't everybody?

"..ＷＯＡＨ, Ｉ'Ｍ ＦＥＥＬＩＮ' ＹＯＵ ＢＡＢＹ.."

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ→ My past. Ah, lets see, shall we? Well I lived with a family of humans. A rich, caring, Border Collie-breeding family of humans.

They were kind to us. My litter was quite large. It consisted of five other pups, six in all. Four girls, two boys. Let me tell you about my family. My mother's name was Allison. My mother was a black and white pure bred Border Collie with papers. She was thin and agile but older. About seven years old. Our owners trained her for agility but she became too old and retired. They didn't get rid of her because she could breed to make great show dogs. I didn't know my father because he was a stud dog. Our owners paid for him to mate with my mother and he left. I was the only gold merle in our litter. There was Tasha, a red merle with blue eyes. Next was Roxy, a standard black and white fae with brown eyes. Then Shane, who looked exactly like Roxy. Fourth you had Roy, who was like Roxy and Shane, however instead of black his fur was chocolatey brown with a reddish sheen. Next came Ariana, another red merle. Then there was me.

We all loved each other and we were close. We all got trained for agility. I was quite good at it. Almost always earned my owners the blue ribbons. I was one of their most prized dogs. I was quick and slender, jumped high and landed silently and gracefully, moving like lightning through the agility course. My owners were proud of me. I loved being in agility contests too. I felt proud that I usually got a prize. It was nice, and I felt important.

Well that only lasted a little over two years. Then I just stopped. I became a house pet. No more agility contests. They walked me and stuff, and the kids played with me, but it just wasn't what I wanted. I needed somewhere to run and be open and wild. They couldn't give me that. So one day, the kids were at school and the father was at work. The mother was at the agility ring with my brother Shane. And the kitchen window was open. I remember staring at it for what felt like hours, going back and forth, back and forth, between the decision. And I made up my mind. I leaped onto the counter and managed to squeeze out of the window. I ran and ran and never looked back. And well, here I am.

"..ＤＯＮ'Ｔ ＢＥ ＡＦＲＡＩＤ ＴＯ ＪＵＭＰ ＴＨＥＮ ＦＡＬＬ.."

ＭＯＴＨＥＲ→ Allison - unknown

ＦＡＴＨＥＲ→ unknown

ＳＩＢＬＩＮＧＳ→ Tasha, Roxy, Shane, Roy, Ariana - unknown

ＣＲＵＳＨ→ Nope, no one's really caught my eye yet.

ＭＡＴＥ→ Never had one.

ＰＵＰＳ→ Maybe some day.

"..ＴＨＥ ＢＯＴＴＯＭ'Ｓ ＧＯＮＮＡ ＤＲＯＰ, ＯＵＴ ＦＲＯＭ ＵＮＤＥＲ ＯＵＴ ＦＥＥＴ, Ｉ'ＬＬ ＣＡＴＣＨ ＹＯＵ.."

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I'll add you on the front page ASAP. We only need one more person to join now! I'm excited. :3

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{{ Cool! Can't wait c:

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(Oh and did you mean alpha of the Dump Pack or your own?)

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(Okay everyone! Well start tomorrow after I get home from.school. please be patient and wait for me to make the first post! Thank you all for joining!)

[LabRat]

■Rem■


■Age■
4 years

■Gender■
Male

■Personality■
He is solitary and doesn't show too much emotion because he grew up knowing that if he did it could compromise him in the ring. He is very protective of anyone he is close to and will protect them with his life, but it can be hard to get to this point with him. He also has a gentler side, but not many have seen it.

■Past■
Rem was bred and raised to be a fighter. His parents were both champions in the ring, and Rem, unfortunately, inherited their expertise. While all his brothers and sisters were sold to loving pet homes, he was beaten and tortured, being prepared for the ring. At only 6 months old Rem was put in the ring for the first time and has never lost a fight since then. He has been in the ring with everything imaginable, from groups of dogs, to a Bob-Cat on occasion, luckily his thick coat is almost completely impenetrable! He finally became fed up with this abusive humans and turned on them. He has been wandering around on his own for about a year now.

■Breed■
Tibetan Mastiff

■Extra Looks■
His coat thins out during the summer.

■Likes■
Being alone(but he does enjoy good company), dogs that give him the respect he feels he deserves, honest dogs, dogs that speak their minds, and cold weather.

■Dislikes■
Hot weather, crowds, humans, disrespectful dogs, and liars.

■Pack■
Currently a loner

■Romantic Relationships■
None

■Other■
Nothing

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■Spencer■


■Age■
2 years

■Gender■
Male

■Personality■
Spencer is a big goofball! He's also a notorious prankster. He's the kind of dog that just seems loveable. He's also very loyal, but when he needs to be he is very serious, brave and is a great fighter. Along with being a notorious prankster, he is also notoriously clumsy in social situations( but he's not really clumsy when running or anything, unless he's trying to impress someone. So pretty much he's just clumsy when he gets self-conscious).

■Past■
Spencer doesn't have an interesting past story. Of course, like any dog, he has gone through hard times, but he's still very young and ready to take on the world. He also doesn't like talking about his past. He feels its better to live in the moment then fixate on the past.

■Breed■
Dogo Argentino

■Extra Looks■
He has various scars covering his body. A few of them came from past fights, but most of them are the results of his crazy antics mixed with his clumsiness.

■Likes■
Having fun, running, chasing smaller animals and birds, warm weather, and goofing off.

■Dislikes■
Dogs that take themselves too seriously, cheaters, liars, cold weather, and dog catchers (though he is fine with most other humans).

■Pack■
Currently a loner, but hopes to join a pack as soon as possible.

■Romantic Relationships■
None currently.

■Other■
Nope.