Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[Kaylawolf]

I will definatly be trying out for #28! I can alredy picture the story with her.

[Chara Dreemurr]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9
Username:
Ravenmoon

Tracker Dog you want:
The wonderfully gruesome number 28.

Name you'll give it:
Gerzelda

Meaning and why I chose it:
Gerzelda (Nicknamed Zelda, or even Gerzie, though it may prove to be irritating to her) simply means 'Grey battle maiden' in old German.
I chose this name for her because of two reasons: one, her pelt is a dark shade of grey, and two, I think it suited her. Her 'armor' seems to indicate battle, and so does the bones on her shoulder. Besides, just her very color seems to indicate at that.

Reason why you want it:
The moment I saw this beauty, my jaw dropped and my heart rate seemed to have quickened.
She's beautiful. The gruesomeness that some of the things on her gave amazed me. I mean, it's not every day you see something of the sort. Her odd design instantly planted a brave, loyal type of personality, yet with a bit of flair. The mention that she needs the right owner put a grin on my face, for I would be the type to carry around antidotes around in my pocket.
The fact that she needs to eat to 'survive' from the toxins amused me, since I somehow enjoy carrying around food. I always seem to have some on me.
Her robust, armor- like plates on her back entranced me. That, and the bones jutting out on her shoulders. It makes her look tough and strong.
I've just notice her skin texture. It seems to have different spots of color, which I like, for it gives out a spooky feel to her.
And so I imagine 'Zelda' trotting next to her owner, who is has a soft smile showing on their face, and sitting down, making her head cock to her side as she awaits food, while trying to charm her owners with her cute looks.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Indubitably. Although I am shy at posting new topics for stories, and I suck at coming up with good plots, I'm sure I will write one in the near future.
I am already thinking of one. The plot would be how she failed at her mission, and what she had need to do, and why (The reason Nex was angered at the beginning)

Describe its personality:
Gerzelda is like your average tracker. Brave, tough and loyal are an easy way to describe her. But much like her preferences, the easy path isn't a good path.
Having the annoying habit to glare, or investigate, at moving objects, other people, or anything that looks or smells suspicious, Gerzelda can get quite distracted on a mission, constantly needing reminders from her owner to stay on track, as a tracker must.
Having no family, this queer tracker is seen as a curious experiment, not a biological tracker. This is partally true. As every tracker, 'true' tracker blood runs in her veins, yet she has to remain simply an experiment.
Gerzelda does not quite believe in relationships- the closest one she has is with her owner, who always is nicknamed Raven. Her relationship with this lady is much more of a friend one then an owner-pet one, and Gerzelda likes it that way.
Neither a pessimist or an optimistic type of tracker, Gerzelda is stuck in the middle. Never thinking everything has hope and the future is always brighter, or thinking that if she's stuck in an enemies' prison, everything is lost and done with, she shall always be in the middle, always inching towards one depending on her mood.
Grezelda's greatest fear is loosing at everything she has worked for, everything she has bled and generally put much effort into. It's also loosing the tight bond of what ties her to normality, that allows her to care for, to have feelings for and have a personality. Not death. Simply loss.
Gerzelda strongly disapproves of violence or killing. She believes everyone has a right to live and breath freely, no matter how they look like, although she can perhaps be prejudiced.
Often thinking about various things, Gerzelda has always thought killing was the cruelest thing anyone could do, until she thought deeper. Sometimes, when someone is saddened or has lost every thread connecting to freedom, death can be the only way to get happiness back. And thus Zelda has stumbled upon the cruelest thing anyone could possibly do: take all freedom and everything someone stands for.
Likes:
Freedom, fridges (for anyone can store food in there, and it shall last for a good long while), having support, stories (mostly Gerzelda likes them for there are often morals that she can learn from),

Dislikes:
If Grezelda doesn't like anything, she's somewhat good at hiding it. The loss of sanity, bright colors and 'the easy path' are just a couple Gerzelda has seemed to hint at.
Write an introduction for your Tracker:
(I'll try to divide it into three parts)

"Why?" Nex yelled as the dark colored tracker lowered her gaze, her body quivering. This tracker, Gerzelda, the grey batte maiden, was a curious, queer thing. She was more lab- created then her fellow trackers, created by who was currently being angered.
"It was a simple task, and you failed?" Nex rambled on, her voice starting to drop in volume.
"All you had to do was follow your owner. But, of course, you just had to check out that cage."
Instead of yelling like she did so before, her voice had turned into a deep growl. She glared at Gerzelda, who's body was tense, and who had a great, twisting guilty feeling deep in her showing guts. Her tail tip twiched nervously, as though to make Nex happier, or less angered, in any way.
Nex would have threatened Gerzelda, but not being a very violent type, she glared at the tracker that lay on the experimenting table before her.
Gerzelda, as soon as receiving the death glare, made her body tense as though to leap and run away. This was an Intellegent tracker all right. She knew anger when she saw it.
This kind of threat wasn't veiled at all. Gerzelda came to that conclusion in a split second, and her tense muscles began to relax. After all, Nex's bark was more dangerous then her bite. It was always like that.
Nex sighed, and her dark ears that had been flat against her skull began to regain their normal position.
Gerzelda sighed inwardly, and accidentally knocked over a jar that had been beside her. Nex caught it with one fluid flick of her wrist, before it was even starting to fall off. She was relived to see Nex's anger evaporating like water under a hot, hot sun.
Nex's ears twitched as she declared her final thoughts.
"Well, I guess I should let you grab hold of another chance."
Her dark glare came back.
"This time, I don't want to hear about you failing."
~ ~
"Hey!"
A door's bang echoes through the hallway as a lady, Raven, enters, back from whatever she does at night. Soaking wet, she blindly reaches for a light switch. As soon as she finds it, she turns it on and looks around.
"Anyone there?" She calls out. This wasn't only her house. It was shared with three friends, Vince, Lorenzo and Nicky.
"Over here!" Raven hears, while assuming it's her childhood friend, Lorenzo. It sounded like him- the deep, reassuring voice, the one she has known for more then fifteen years (After all, she is just twenty years old)
"Lorenzo?" Raven pronounces his name clearly and carefully.
"Yep. Down here. In the basement!"
Mustering up the courage to trust him, she shakes off her combat- like boots and starts getting engulfed by the darkness as one would by the water.
"More trouble with thieving cowards?" He asks as Raven's feet make a soft pitter- patter as, on her toes, she carefully lowers her feet, one by one.
"Yep. But really. Why, you always seem to be in the dark. I'm starting to think you're a vampire in disguise." She answers, then starts to laugh, her eyes now almost completely agusted to the gloom. She lowers her foot into what she thinks is the last step, and for one terrifying moment, Raven starts to think she's floating, letting out a little shriek.
"You're on the last step." Lorenzo answers her yell, most likely looking bothered or irritated. He plnats a firm hand on her shoudler, making her feel a little calmer after the 'incident'.
"Were you really that scared?" Lorenzo laughs.
"No. I just shriek because the wanting to make myself seem scared in total darkness, feeling as though I am floating or something, suddenly took me over." Raven replies harshly, as she always does.
"Well, anyways," Starts Lorenzo, ignoring Raven's sarcastic reply, "You said there was more trouble with bandits-"
"You asked!"
"I found out about something interesting that might help you."
~ ~
Just another day.
The tracker, who looked like she could have come right out of a horror movie, layed down in her cage. As the door opened at the other end of the long hall in which Trackers were placed in for adoption, light filtered through and warm, friendly voices came echoing out of it.
One was deep and gruff, while the other not quite high, but not low. It was like any other voice, but it sounded a tiny bit sharp. Gerzelda knew of the cold, sarcasm it could hold. It was just one of those things Gerzelda could tell. She strained her ears and managed to catch most of their conversation.
"So, why are yeh here?" The gruff, yet warm, voice started. He seemed to have an accent only one could get by living in a specific place for many, many years.
"Didn't you know I worked here to create more Trackers?" Gerzelda caught the coldness the voice held. It swept over her like a frosty night wind. Apparently the other person talking heard it too, for he faltered for a few seconds.
"Alright, then. They are 'ere."
With barely a movement of her head, Gerzelda sniffed about the air around her. Two people were coming in. The two voices she had heard.
"What's yer name? Mine's Ace." There was a smile in Ace's tone of voice.
"That's what they call me, anyways."
"Raven." The cool person, now identified as Raven answered.
"So, what 'cha searching for?" Ace asks, perhaps a twinkle of curiosity in his eyes.
"Anything that can help me stop people that steal things..." Raven seems to stop in her tracks.
"I'll take her." She finally pronounces after a couple of moment, staring right at Gerzelda.
"She is perfect."


If i don't win her, the person who gets her can consider this fanart.

[eternalglitch]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9

Username:

Wolves Run Free

Tracker Dog you want:

Number 28

Name you'll give it:

Xeonarta (Ex- eon- ART-a)
This name is unique, just like Xeonarta. They fit perfectly, and I have high hopes that this name will shape her life, and fits her well. She is the first of this eon, and possibly the last, Tracker dog that is this awesome. So I started with the name "eon." But it isn't really fitting.. was there more to her? So to show there is something hidden in her, I added art, even though she doesn't do painting. And then I played a bit with the name until I got the perfect one!

Reason why you want it:

This is a scary Tracker dog, but something about it is special. It is unique, and it's personality shows through it's appearance. Instead of being a beast, like many think of wolves, she is very smart. She isn't a worthless brute, but has to prove herself. Much like me. She is a beautiful, scary Tracker dog, and I have fallen in love with her. I hope I can prove myself enough to achieve her companionship. She has a freaky, beautiful look that I have fallen in love with. And don't worry- I can carry some antidote with me.

Will it be used in any kind of story?

Yes, yes, YES!!! I hope to include her in my daily fursona blog, role-plays, the introduction (duh) and many others, maybe even a book!!! She could be the hero, or bad guy, the young girl or the silent woman! There are so many roles that she could play...

Describe its personality:

Loyal:
She doesn't leave any one behind and would follow her friends to the ends of the earth. Although her loyalty is hard to earn, you can never have a friend more caring and loyal. She would rather destroy her weapons inside of her than let her friends suffer.

Timid:
Many would think she would be fearless because of her defenses, but that isn't true. She is always scared, although she try to hide it, putting on the show that she is a fearless creature. She might leap to fight, but you might see her tremble.

Curious:
She is very interested in the world, perhaps because she grew up in a lab... and doesn't know what anything really is...

Smart:
She can figure out if you are lying or not, as well as deciding if her orders... are right to do. She would completely refuse to work for someone that was evil, or had the wrong intentions.

Protective:
She could be a very loyal guard dog.... if that's what you wanted to waste her on. She is more of a cautious explorer, and protects her family and friends with her life.

Adventurous:
Although timid, she is very curious, and thus is an amazing explorer.

Likes:

Games; They are so fun, and nothing is scary about them.

Friends; She needs someone to be by her side at all times

Water; Who would think lying in wait as the water turned acidic would be so much fun?

Poison; Especially in her food, because it helps her create extra acidic fluid

Challenges... as long as their safe; What? You want to test yourself sometimes, right?


Dislikes:

White-coats; After her days caged to them, their her worse nightmare. Can you really be surprised about it?

Labs; The smell bothers her, and she will freak out, tearing around and around... same with hospitals...

Shots; Still going with the lab-scared thing... but pointy things? Nobody likes 'em.

Blood; Her blood scares her to death. It is slightly green, and acts just like acid...


Write an introduction for your Tracker:

Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing here?
I opened my ears, and blinked as I tried to make my first echoes. They were muffled before I could see very far, but I could tell I was floating in a cylinder. I struggled, disliking the floating feeling. Voices filtered through.
"It's awake!!!"
"It was a success!"
The voices chimed in, and I squirmed unhappily before a dark feeling shot through me, and I slipped back into my sleepless dreams.
I was strapped to a table, not even breathing. The scientist leaned over me. "We could try the color change attempt?" One scientist suggested. The others shook their heads. "No way, " another hollered. Then one's face brightened, and he looked up from where he was messing with a weapon. "Lets combine, the worlds best tracker... and a weapon!"
I stiffened, and woke up. The voices were louder now. I bobbed up and brushed the top of the cylinder. Then I screamed, but no sound came out of my mouth, only bubbles. I darted down as the water/acid level started to drop. I stiffened as the level kept dropping, and it burned my back when this light stuff touched it. Is that what air was like? If so, it hurt! I didn't want to touch it! But the level dropped below me, and I gasped air for the first time. Hands reached in and grabbed me, and I thrashed, letting a strangled scream shoot from my mouth. I chomped on one of the hands, and was whacked. "No, project 28!" A voice yelped as II was dragged out and strapped down.
I could sense bright light shining on me as needles were stuck and my blood was sampled. I yipped and whined. "What are you doing?!" I screamed in horror as the nightmare continued. Then the scientist pushed on the long part of my shoulder, and acid started to weakly drip from them. "Feed it!" Demanded a scientists, and gulp was shoved down my throat.
My long-shoulders started to spew the toxin, and I cried out in anger. "Let go of me!!!" I snarled, rage building inside of me. I snapped and bit, but my only reward was a muzzle. "It won't behave in the lab," A scientist moaned. "We need someone else to take notes when it is in it's natural habitat. Put it back. Put it back, NOW!"
I squealed, but once again was shoved into my jail. I sobbed, and scratched against the glass. But I was stuck there. I shut my eyes, and drifted away to sleep.
Every day the white-coats would take me out, but I could feel their alarm as my body started to wear and tear in the open air. They grew restless after that, and stuck some blinking device in my neck. As the weeks went by, I over heard the scientist looking for an "owner." What was an owner, I wondered. Then one day, while I was drifting in my tank, one scientist yelled eagerly. "Someone passed the test!"
Once again I was fished out, and I went, snarling and snapping, trying to show I wasn't scared. But I was shaking. For the first time ever, they put a leash on me, and walked/ran me to a new part of the lab. A smelled deeply, and felt a growl rise in my throat. Was their a female human in there? Another one? I dug my heels in, and yanked backwards, and the scientist walking me stumbled. Another one grabbed me. "Its okay, you have nothing to fear." The scientist whispered. I kept growling though, because for some reason I could tell he was lying.
We entered the room, and I stiffened as I realized it was a huge round structure, with high walls and no way out other than the one door. A young girl waited in the middle, and I was dragged over to her. The girl knelt, and tried to touch me, and I whine-growled and snapped at her. The scientists murmured thoughtfully. "Welcome, Freedom, or WRF, apparently you passed the test, and we want to see if you can handle subject 28." He said importantly. The girl stood up and nodded. The scientist smiled and, upon leaving, unclipped my leash and as the door swung closed, I realized I was trapped with the girl.
I whimpered, and ran to the door. "Let me out!" I howled. The girl sat down, watching me. I circled her, growling. Why wasn't this youngling-human scared of me? I knew I was an abomination. I remember what I was like as a puppy, too weak too live by myself from the moment I was born. Then I had been without the echo-skeloton. So why wasn't she scared of me? I started to cry as I circled her, tears dripping from my nose. "Leave me alone...!" I yelled, and tore back to the gate, where I lay down and went to sleep.
I woke up in panic, stiffening as I felt the hand on my side. I knew it was the girl, and started to growl. "i won't hurt you," The girl, Freedom whispered. I stopped then. Was that true? I listened to her voice and realized she was telling the truth.
The scientist weren't expecting it to work, I could tell from their shocked smell and the stammer in their voice. Then they bid goodbye to the girl and took me back for more test. But for the first time, I didn't whine or snap at them. I was silent, thinking of the girl. At least, silent until they cut my tail off! Then I was dumped into my cell tube again, and left their for a week.
Little did I expect my tail to grow back, but it did. When I could finally wag it again, I was released from the tank like normal. But unlike normal, I was released into Freedom's arms, and we greeted each other warmly. I had a owner now!

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[Starryy Skiies]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9
Username:hrseluver1235
Tracker Dog you want:29
Name you'll give it:Mystery
Reason why you want it: i love suprises.....

Will it be used in any kind of story?maybe
Describe its personality:her personality is quite odd, she loves to run, yet is mostly lazy, she can be sweet, but most of the time she must be held back in the presence of strangers.....

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
I stood next to Nex as we lookedinto the empty room. "Where are they with number 29?" questioned Nex. " I am not sure, maybe there was a delay, I hope she hasn't escaped" I said worriedly. Suddenly, a loud alarm went off. A man in a lab coat burst in the room " NUMBER 29 HAS ESCAPED!!!!!!!"............

[asdjlasfjksdf]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9



Username:

Bloody Halloween

Tracker Dog you want:

#28

Name you'll give it:

Poisonous Beauty

Reason why you want it:

Bio Trackers. Oh I looovveee them. They always stand out from others, not just because of their colors, but their all together build and add ons. They're so amazing! I love how they're always rough and tough looking, like you wouldn't want to pick a fight with them.
This particular tracker is so deadly looking, but at the same time beautiful. She might not seem like that to most, but she does to me. Even the most gruesome creatures have beauty in the eyes of those who have the love to see it. Others might describe her as tough looking, but to me she looks to have the beauty of a cobra. Wonderful to look at, but at the same time deadly and powerful.

Will it be used in any kind of story?

Describe its personality:

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

Huge W.I.P.

[alas,]

Obviously, I wasn't looking hard enough when I was stalking. Ever since I've been coming and actually posting here, it's been amazing with all the Trackers I actually connect with. I'm simply astonished.

This is:
Tracker Dog Application Series 9
Please stay in the lines. ....... Forget it. [wip]



• Username •
Xrae.

• Tracker Dog you want •
The marvelous Number Twenty-Eight.

• Name you'll give it •
Xaria. [zar-EE-uh]

• Alias[s] •
Xar. [zar]
'My Little Matrix'. [my litt-ll may-trix....something I call her]

• Occupation •
[I still have to figure this out d:]

• Reason why you want it •
The design is inspiring. She makes me daydream, something I can hardly do because [luckily and unluckily], I am focused usually with one thing, and am always so tense with the subject. Daydreaming, of course, would help me loosen up. I wouldn't lose myself constantly for large periods of time, but I could find myself in her world seeing her sights. I would love that.

Secondly, she's such a sucess. Usually, when someone adds many accessories or extra limbs, etc, I can't connect with it at all. Infact, I would call it a fiasco and the word would fit perfectly. But not with Xaria. Xar is perfect. Each prick, each gleam of light bouncing off of her, each breath and step she takes...her life seems to be drawn out for her, making writing for her so much more entertaining and deep.

Thirdly, she's beautiful. Some may say Xar's gory, and they can say that. Mostly because they think it is true. But, if you don't pull back the shell and her spines, you won't see the hidden pieces of her. Not that she's prettier underneath her skin [you can see all her outer organs easier], but the fact that there's another way to picture things. And multiple ways for Xaria.

• What will you do with it if you win? •
Get art of her, write poems and songs inspired by her, like anyone else if they win, squee happily. The little things, as I always put it.

Like Aratu and Verfolger, if I win, I will keep her as a fragile Tracker. She will not that she's from a story, but that she lives in a world that's so real and true. She will not know any of my characters actually on my character page, and she will be preserved in her nature. So I will make sure each piece of art and story/song copies her personality greatly. I will not stand to have her alter [unless put into story] if I win.

I must make sure that Xaria is how she was awarded. Like Tracker missions, this will be mine.

• Will it be used in any kind of story? •
Probably, if I go for another Tracker. She'll most likely be used in the other Tracker's introductions, and then hers in this form. But, her own story, I can't say yes, nor can I say no. It's undecided, but if I do, it will probably not be the most detailed thing [unless it is something to consume my time greatly] and may not be posted on CS.

She will definately have some poems and songs written about/inspired by herself, however.

• Describe its personality •
Xaria is a very gory and sarcastic creature, with no soft-side whatsoever. She contains very disturbing and saddening thoughts, but thankfully keeps them to herself unless she intends to bother another being. Her thoughts usually come from experiances of her own life, mixed in with the darkness she always thinks eats her insides. Xar is such a gory thing only because that's what she thinks her life consists of, and really, disturbing is her job. She was built out of curiousity, and is living the same way. Turns out her nature is unforgiving and ruthless.

She's oh-so sarcastic, and makes a dark remark after almost everything and anything said under her breath. Xaria enjoys these replies, even if there are not heard or if they irratate anyone. They make her own self giggle, which is a near-impossible event to succeed with.

A dark Tracker, very pessimistic lacking that soft relief everyone knows they can eventually accompish. Xaria's never had a break. She's never felt weightless, no stress upon her shoulders. So, instead, she compacts this stress into a ball of darkness making her the cruel female that she is. Very intentional with snapping, would sum this part of her up.

Stubborn, too. Xar likes her ideas and plots, and intends to stick with them. She'll always put down other's and their plan because she hates to admit that some people are just better than her. She's a show-off and doesn't care that she flaunts that about. You can't persuade her. Her ideas are her foundations, even though they've gotten her no where. She says that she can win on her own. She's so stubborn that you could sadly say she doesn't have potential anymore. Her life has pushed itself so far into depression that she won't even let it go back. Nothing can help but herself, and she refuses to do so.

Xaria is very ignorant, and doesn't understand when enough is enough. She doesn't want to understand things she destests. She doesn't want things that are real and painful to her, are real. So, she pretends they don't exist, which of course gets her no where but makes the problem worse. She's a frightened creature but too stubborn to admit it. A very good concealer. She's a sassy, thing, too.

Not humble. At all. When she wins, Xar'll rub it in your face with a smirk and a swish of her tail and a clank of her armor. It's just her and her...entireness.

• Likes and Dislikes •
Xar likes few things, but it seems as if she hates the whole world, that's how many things she detests.

One thing, though, that Xaria likes, is death. It is her partner in crime, and she likewise enjoys it. Finds it...amusing. Xar adores the thick liquid oozing out of the subject, signifying it is dead. The currency of the blood is perfect and warm, in her eyes. The snap of bones, the scream before the landing, the thud when the limp body hits the ground. Xaria likes it, sickly enough. In fact, she would probably leave the world with a smile and a light laugh as the air spilled out of her lungs~

One thing that this Tracker dislikes is losing. She won't stand for it, and is a very sore loser. Xar needs to get the job done with an outstanding sucess or else she won't end the mission. If Xaria was to lose, she wouldn't eat, therefore starving herself making the toxins in her body eat away all of the Tracker's limbs.

• Write an introduction for your Tracker •
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• Image •
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[Wlyrout]

It is highly likely that I am becoming obsessed with this thread, for every week I find a Tracker I love even more. <3

Tracker Dog #28 I Available until March 15
Gender: Female
The result of dangerous curiosity.
Hardened plates cover her body, frills run down her spine, her body seems worn out and decaying, making her -possibly- the most freaky Tracker to have ever been created. From her shoulders, two hollow bones stick out. The bones are connected to several external organs that run across her entire body. These organs are dark and produce a natural toxin. In small doses it'll simply paralyse, in high doses, it'll prove to be lethal. With great force, this toxin can be shot at an enemy, and regenerates naturally as its part of her being. If the organs themselves are damaged, they will also eventually regenerate.

The toxin doesn't harm her in any way, and works as long as she's fed. The more food she gets, the better she'll be able to use this natural weapon. If she starves, the toxic will become acidic and slowly creep through the organs it's stored in. She was a test, a way to find out whether weapons can be fused with a Tracker through biological means. It was a success. Rather than being studied constantly, she's given a chance to function outside of the facility. She has been trained hard but well, resulting in some noticable features. This Tracker is very smart, being able to detect right from wrong through both the tone of voice and the actions she's supposed to do. Underneath the plates on her neck is a tracking device, so that Nex can find her in case anything goes wrong. Her new owner must prove him/herself worthy of handling this Tracker, and carry some antidote with them at all times.

Tracker Dog Application Series 9

• Username •

Spinach~

• Tracker Dog you want •

The awesome, lethal #28. <3 My kind of Tracker.

• Name you'll give it •

Poisana [POISE-an-a]

• Nicknames •

Poss (Rhymes with "Boss")
Anna
Poison

• Approximate Age •

She is thought to be slightly under a year old, although she seems to be much more mature.

• Reason why you want it •

How can you not love those little Tracker experiments? And how can you not love the Bios that come from them? Bios have officially become my favorite Trackers, with Aquatics now in second place. It would be such an honor to have this beauty! Like one other contestant has said, she has the beauty of a cobra, and I can't explain it any other way. She is simply stunning to look at, but you can also tell that she means business. She almost radiates power.

She actually reminds me of myself more than any other Tracker that has come out so far. I once took a test online called "What Element Are You?", and my end result was poison. Although I don't really understand this (poison isn't an element), she seems to have my personality matched exactly. She seems charming... until she bites. I do have a large collection of friends, but I do have a darker side that I will never admit to them. (It's not too dark, really. Yes, it's dark... but only normal vampire dark. Not at all like Count Dracula dark. That is too dark a dark. )

Not to mention that gray and green are my two favorite colors, and her design is awesomely and amazingly cool.
Number 28 is the most beautiful little demon I have ever seen. <3

• What will you do with her •

I would, of course, keep her in my signature at all times, as I do with my other character Treader. I would draw her, no matter how bad of an artist I am, and I would of course use her in the story, which I will post here or in the fan club area if you wish.

• Will it be used in any kind of story •

Of course! I haven't been able to write much recently, and I need to start again. Of course, there will be credit to you, Nex, for the lines and design.

• Describe its personality •

Mature
Although she is somewhat young, Poisana is very mature. She does not fool around, and tends to take things very seriously. Although it is possible to make her laugh, she does not appreciate sarcastic comments and often only smiles when she finds something funny.

• Write an introduction for your Tracker •

[briny]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9

Username:briny
Tracker Dog You Want:Tracker Dog #28|Avavalible until March 15
Name You'll Give It:Pilikia(means trouble in hawaiian)
Nickname:Pili
Reason Why You Want It:I have always wanted a tracker but none of them where me.I found her just now and thought that this is the one for me

Will It Be Used In A Story?:I'm not sure,but she might be
Describe Its Personality:Pili is very alert and always on the jod.She has to be something and can't sit still.Pili is very sweet,but only to people she trusts and has a slight temper.Pili also loves to run and play and get into truble of the job.You really have to keep an eye on her.

Write An Introduction For Your Tracker:
WIP

[Maddyoll]

Tracker Dog Application Series 9
Username: Maddyoll
Tracker Dog you want: #27
Name you'll give it: Corazón Valiente (Brave Heart in Spanish)
Reason why you want it: It will be my first Tracker dog; I am writing an interesting series and I really want a new main character :3

Will it be used in any kind of story? Yes!
Describe its personality:
A brave wolf with a daring nature; This Tracker is often impressed and once he finds somebody he loves/ is friends with they will stay together until the end.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
He whipped his head out of the snow. He shook and looked around the barren grounds of his outside cave and his belly growled. He swiftly bounced out of the cave and ran to the east. The sun was setting and he was sent to bring back special healing plants. He ran as fast as his paws would take him towards the forest in the far distance..

[fugitive]

Not quite done yet.

Must have....

Tracker Dog Application Series 9
Username: Lemon Li-chu
Tracker Dog you want: #28
Name you'll give it: Kishi. Which means knight in Japanese.
Reason why you want it: Wow, I don't know what to say... I have fallen head over heels for this lovely lady and need her, I would proud to call her my own... and be disappointed if I don't get her. I never had one of these bells (as in beauties) before and this is the best design I have ever seen, and ,so far, the only one who has caught my eye. I also need her for a story that I'm going to try write and a rp I'm in. I would snuggles her........ xD Gray is my favorite color and She would be a honor to own, honestly, I think she one of your best works..... what? I do. Well to round it all up, her markings and colors fit so well, the artwork is amazing, why wouldn't I want such a beautiful beast?

Will it be used in any kind of story? Yes, I have an idea and it is growing. ^^ PM me if you want to know about it.
Describe its personality: Kishi is the "I mean business" type of gal. She doesn't see the point in some things, like fun and hanging out all that stuff. She might be a little boring, but is a loyal companion and a worthy partner.

Likes:
Working hard
Missions
Walks
Guns

Dislikes:
Lazy people
Not being able to do anything



Write an introduction for your Tracker:

Oops... I guess I should have work harder to finish this... ;.; Well, I'm happy for the person who got her. ^^