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PuppygirlWillow wrote:Username; PuppygirlWillow
Handler's Name; Freida
Call Name; Silky
Sex; Female
First encounter; Frieda, a handler-in-training of hounds, was starting a hike up a mountain when she met Silky for the first time. The cream coloured canine had been curled up next to a den, cowering and injured. She had been attacked by some callous hunters- those who didn't care for the large meat eaters and were more concerned about the safety of their livestock.
Speaking soothingly, despite a deep warning growl from the female, Frieda approached and, luckily, carrying a first aid kit in her hiking pack, was able to fix up the hound, who eventually understood the woman was trying to help and, somewhat begrudgingly, allowed her too.
Knowing that deep down, the hound was a wild animal, led her to leave the canine on the mountain, and simply return to her for a week or so to leave her tidbits to eat. What she didn't know what that Silky had been contemplating living with humans already, and it was the woman's kindness that was the last little push.
The wild world was not suited to Silky, and the hound had found a willing home.
eleutheromania wrote:PuppygirlWillow wrote:Username; PuppygirlWillow
Handler's Name; Freida
Call Name; Silky
Sex; Female
First encounter; Frieda, a handler-in-training of hounds, was starting a hike up a mountain when she met Silky for the first time. The cream coloured canine had been curled up next to a den, cowering and injured. She had been attacked by some callous hunters- those who didn't care for the large meat eaters and were more concerned about the safety of their livestock.
Speaking soothingly, despite a deep warning growl from the female, Frieda approached and, luckily, carrying a first aid kit in her hiking pack, was able to fix up the hound, who eventually understood the woman was trying to help and, somewhat begrudgingly, allowed her too.
Knowing that deep down, the hound was a wild animal, led her to leave the canine on the mountain, and simply return to her for a week or so to leave her tidbits to eat. What she didn't know what that Silky had been contemplating living with humans already, and it was the woman's kindness that was the last little push.
The wild world was not suited to Silky, and the hound had found a willing home.
congrats.
Hm to Kara danvers for your lovely story also.
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