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[Stillanonion]

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Snare

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”There is no sanity in this world, no peace all there is, is chaos and bloodshed”

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name. Snare
nickname. growler, an unfortunate nickname given to him in the ring due to his appearance
age. 2 years
gender. Male
scent. The best way to describe snares scent is of blood and smoke it carries strongly, heavy and musty.

kin. Mother:spring a breeder from the ring
Father:Trigger a fellow competitor in the ring
crush. none at the moment
mate. none yet
pups. none

rank. Fighter
personality. At the core snare is a soft defenseless dog however due to his upbringing he walled that core away, whats left is a prickly bundle of aggression and dominance he has known nothing but the ring his whole life and has learnt to live by it's rules and concepts making him mentally unstable and unpredictable.

appearance. His picture represents his looks reasonably well though he has a more scarred muzzle, bits of fur are still missing around his neck and lower body, leaving the ugly scars of his life as a permanent reminder of his sins, his ear are torn to the point that his left ear no longer stands as the other does but instead flops down, a sad rag compared to the standard for dogs ears. His fur is matted and tinted a slight orange, he has no collar unlike the dog in the picture.

history. Snare was born into a dog fighting ring, his mother spring was a breeder there, chosen out for her agile yet sturdy build and pretty looks, his father on the other hand was a rabid dog who was chosen to breed for his strength an vicious attack patterns. By the time he was 16 weeks old he was moved from the training pens to the real ring, unprepared and vulnerable he was shoved into the ring only to be confronted by a massive pit bull, as he backed away the dog leaped at him tearing part of his jowl off, leaving only tooth and gum, this will forever remain as a reminder of his first fight, he fought on bravely eventually bringing down the beast that forever scared him.
His fighting rings were to the death and bloody to the point of making even the toughest man throw up, needless to say he managed to survive and he would have kept on fighting until his ever lurking death, though luckily enough the hurricane saved his life. Freeing him from the rings, he doesn't know if anyone else got out but all he knows is there in fact is more than just the rings, the myths were true and he's ready to have some fun with this new world.

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Duke

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⫸”Tough times don't last, but tough dogs do.”⫷

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name. Duke
nickname. You'd better just call him Duke unless you have a death wish.
age. Two years
gender. Male
scent.Cedar and damp earth

kin. He believes his mother is still alive, but his hope of finding her dies a little every day.
crush. None
mate. None. He won't give his heart to just anyone.
pups. None

rank. Lead fighter
personality. Duke is one of those dogs that just by looking at them you know they mean business. He takes his job in the pack very seriously and would fight to the death to save any member no matter who they are. He is very wary of new dogs and it takes a while for him to really trust. He isn't the warm and fuzzy type and will tell it like it is.
appearance. He's half German Shepherd and half Staffordshire Terrier. Roughly 70lbs of solid muscle. Very thin, but not malnourished. Very light tan with black points on his muzzle, ears, and tail.
history. Duke's litter was an oops. The woman who owned his mother sent the pups to their new homes at just five weeks old. He went to a young woman who lived on her own and worked night shifts. If she wasn't working she was sleeping or out partying. On the rare occasion she was home he was ignored. He spent most of his life locked in the laundry room or outside on a chain. One night his owner had friends over. Some one opened the laundry room door, mistaking it for the bath room and that's when Duke's life changed forever. He bolted and was out the front door before any one realized what had happened.

[Hidden Forest]

Godisoundannoying

is anyone gonna post/check the rp forum? Also
aHHhH SNARE IS SO CUTEEE SO IS DUKEE I LOVE THEM

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All of the above are accepted!

@HiddenFores I'm trying to slow down a bit so everyone can get their characters in, but I'll make a second post once I have a bit to work with everyone!

[Stillanonion]

I've seen the main thread and am gonna post. also this is one of the rare occasions he gets accepted into rps or even gets called cute by anyone other than me!

[aubunny]

ooo seems interesting!
I'm gonna join :>
Currently doing my form~

[carpe noctem.]

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name atlas.
nickname none.
age five.
gender male.
rank loner.
pack none.
breed purebred doberman.
crush open/pm.
mate n/a.
pups n/a.
kin unknown.
parents unknown.
theme standing in the rain
- action bronson.
other out of the woods

a devilish man with a tantalizing smile, atlas knows how to make a lady swoon. though never attached to much to a single lass, he still loves to be a flirt around the ladies. He's brawny, though nonetheless damn intelligent. He can get a bit pushy and rude at times, and fights with ruthless behaviour. He was originally a fight dog, but he escaped at four.

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name bear.
nickname b.
age four.
gender male.
rank fighter.
breed Caucasian shepherd.
crush open/pm.
mate n/a.
pups n/a.
kin unknown.
parents unknown.
theme getting soon.

in looks, bear fits his name in perfect order. with a body that could be compared to one of a wolf, canines sharpened like daggers and layers of fur, he resembles a bear at just a glance. personality wise, he's one of the sweetest guys you'll ever know. he is protective of his friends and family, though kind and loving towards them. nonetheless, you hurt family and he attack you with the strength and courage of the fierce predator, the bear.

[carpe noctem.]

name raelyn
nickname occasionally rae
age three and 1/2
gender female
rank fighter
breed longhaired gsd
voice gal gadot
theme bad girls - M.I.A

raelyn is a fae with a fiery attitude, she's critical and intelligent, both amazing traits that she has. She is a assassin for a reason, one who is loyal to a fault for those she trusts yet also quick to judge and snap at others. Attack her or a friend and she'll give you a show of her teeth in return. Behind her tough and rough edges, she's quite witty and even makes a great friends for those who know her. She was originally bred in a fight place, though kept as a protection dog for the owner of the place instead of a fight dog, but when one day one of the fight dogs wasn't there and she needed to sub, her impeccable fighting talents ended up keeping her in the business as a ruthless fight dog up until just a few months ago.

[carpe noctem.]

name heaven
nickname hea, ven, doesn't mind
age three
gender female
rank subordinate
body size smaller than average
body type lithe, elegant
interest n/a
mate n/a
pups n/a
theme tbd
voice softspoken, quiet

heaven is a sweet natured collie mix, she's soft though also tends to be a more submissive. She's skittish, easy to flinch at loud noises or sharp movements. Her reasons because of this is because of a incredibly harsh childhood as a runt, picked on and abused by her former pack. She has nicks in her ears and scars that are on her body because of this. Heaven is someone who dislikes talking about this topic, and usually tries to turn the situation around. Suprisingly however, Heaven is actually a talented huntress, nimble and swift on her feet aswell as sharpened eyesight.

[aubunny]

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C A L L I E

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⫸”Who said try? I do, and you can't stop me.”⫷

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name. callie
nickname. none. only dogs she cares about can call her something other than her name.
age. 4 years
gender. female
scent. ash

kin. unknown parents and siblings
crush. interested in alpha for his strictness.
mate. xx
pups. xx

rank. hunter
personality. callie looks like a bright, sweet and bubbly dog but is rude, aggressive and rather loyal. she's defensive whenever someone mentions breeding due to her past. callie finds it hard to love someone, but still manages to do as so. callie loves fighting but due to low numbers of hunters, she decided to join the rank.
appearance. a black-and-white border collie.
history. callie was born in a breeding mill sort of thing. she was defenseless and rather weak at that time. when it came to her turn to breed, callie thought up a plan. when a human opened the door to her cage, she leaped out, bit the human's legs multiple times and quickly bolted out faster than she ever thought she could go. at that age, she was only a year old. she grew up on the streets not knowing her family's name or appearance as she never spent time with them; she only looked out the cage.
once the tornado hit, callie snuck into a human's house and into the bunker with them. they allowed her to stay until the tornado's end where she quickly got out. she found alpha's group and joined, becoming a hunter of the pack.