Tracker Dog Application Series 21
Username
Tired Tiger
Tracker Dog you want
Lovely Miss 70
Tracker's Name
Verchiel
Origin of Name
Oh, i thought carefully for her name.I thought of Katerina, something to go with the 'sweetheart' part of her personality. Then I decided to choose an angel/angelic name because of her url. Verchiel was said to be the angel of affection. She's a sweetheart, and therefore affectionate, and i thought it was a perfect name.
Tracker's Handler
Thomas Alan St. Clair, 24 , pilot and meteorologist
Lives in a mansion with Verchiel in Vancouver.
Reason why you want it
Firstly, LCD, you're outdoing yourself. That aquatic tracker is amazing. The robot is creative, and the protector has lovely colors. But this tracker, she's just so dang amazing. I'd be lying if I said i wasn't disappointed I missed out on the aquatic, but that doesn't mean anything. Verchiel is one of the most beautiful trackers ever! The design on her wings...her colors, the 'optic' on her side...and my most favorite part about her...the bobtail! They're wonderful qualities. The bobtail is adorable, I love it most of all.
Measurements
based off of a Great Dane
Height: 30 inches (not including wings)
Weight: 99 lbs 7 oz
Personality In-Depth
+ Affectionate +
She's amazingly kind and loving. She's a sweetheart that (literally) brings the sun out and brightens everyone's moods. Verchiel loves cuddling and anything else that involves touch and affection.
+ Enthusiastic +
Verchiel is always happy to do her job, whatever it may be. She loves to fly of course and especially with Thomas. She's never a downer. She's not like a person who resents going into work everyday. Verchiel is the complete opposite. She's full of energy all the time.
- Reckless & Clumsy -
Her energy, of course, is not always a good thing. She's a big tracker, and all the energy causes her to be clumsy. She doesn't notice her recklessness. She may end up breaking things a lot, which has caused Thomas to take many steps into 'tracker proofing' their home.
+ Loyal & Protective +
Verchiel is very protective towards Thomas, for anyone she loves actually. If she senses harm will come, she's there. Teeth barred, snarl emanating. She's a fearsome sight, what with her size, wings and her teeth and all.
+ Stubborn -
Not always a good thing, once Verchi sets her mind to something, she's set in her ways. She prefers the finest food above all. She won't accept anything but her soft down bed to sleep on. She always must have a bath, at least once a day. Thomas doesn't mind mostly, but seeing as she's a tracker and not a person, she can't speak with words and if Verchi disapproves, this may be time consuming for him to figure out what she would like instead.
+ Luxurious -
As said, she loves baths. She loves being pampered, and she loves to be doted over. She's a princess and feels the need to be treated as such. Thomas may find this darling expensive at times, but who can resist this beauty? She absolutely needs and deserves it!
Likes
Company She loves being surrounded by people, animals, or just nature.
Rain Although it hinders her flight somewhat, she enjoys what is does for her and Thomas. It will sometimes make him stay with her at home and cuddle next to the fireplace with a book.
The Finer Things in Life She's such a diva! She loves to be pampered.
Stories Books, Memories, non-fiction or fiction, it doesn't matter. Verchi loves to listen.
Nature Now, why wouldn't she love nature?!
Dislikes
Snow Worse than the rain. She despises the cold.
Dirt For obvious reasons, she hates to be dirty.
Being Alone She wants to be around someone, at least one person, all the time. A tiny bird will do, but she hates being alone. It causes her to be bored.
'Bargain Brands' She knows the difference...don't try to switch her food or her bed!
On Soft Wings || Short Story
"Filet Mignon, Miss?" The butler got down on one knee and held the silver platter out to the creamy brown tracker. Verchiel licked her mouth and bit into the steak, her stub tail wagging happily. "Verchi!" At the sound of her handlers voice, Verchiel lifted her head to Thomas walking into the room. He dismissed the butler, who left the platter and half eaten steak on the marble tilted floor and left the two alone. Thomas reached down and scratched her behind her ears, adjusting her crown slightly. "I got a call a few minutes ago. Jacoby said their was a rare, exotic bird he needed our help with. We're going to leave soon to make it to Denver.
Jacoby went to school with Thomas. Verchiel knew a lot about him, but only met him once as he lived in Denver and they hardly ever visited the states unless on a mission or request. He was a scientist and he studied animals, frequently helping rare creatures heal who can't go to a normal veterinarian. Verchiel loved it, as she loved any trip, and jumped to her paws excitedly when Thomas stood. He smiled down at her then began to leave. "I'm going to pack our things."
The flight seemed longer than it was, but Verchi knew Thomas flying wasn't slow at all. They made it to Denver by nightfall (it was actually early morning or so, but Verchi didn't know time) and Thomas called Jacoby to let him know the news. Jacoby told them to come by in the morning or early afternoon so they got a hotel room for the remainder of the night. Verchiel circled her down pillow bed and curled up, turning her head towards the sound of Thomas shuffling. "I think the bird is nearly extinct. He didn't exactly tell me details, but it sounds important. Must be, he hasn't called us for help in a long time. Vechiel grunted and laid her head between her paws. "Goodnight, Miss Verchi." She could hear a smile in his voice before drifting to sleep.
Verchiel growled unhappily as she and Thomas neared Jacoby's lab. There was a loud, consistent squawking that was no doubt from this bird. "Hey guys." Jacoby stepped out of the door to greet the pair and shook his head. He looked tired, dark circles under his eyes. He quickly told them what he knew about the bird. A rare species that was nearly extinct and almost never seen. The name isn't even known anymore. Jacoby came across the bird in Madagascar on a trip to examine other birds. This one was injured, he said. Something appeared to be wrong with the soft wings and he couldn't understand why. "I'd like Verchiel to see if she can calm it down...it's very distraught." Thomas nodded. "Of course, lead the way." The birds cries only go louder and more painful for Verchi's ears. She whined lightly then swiveled towards the noise. Inside a cage was a large multicolored bird. Fluffy white feathers covered it's body with pastel colors shimmering on its head and wing tips. It was about the size of a goat, a large bird it was. The bird locked its startling gray eyes on Verchiel and went silent. Thomas and Jacoby watched on as Verchiel padded slowly to the birds cage.
WIP.
I tried to do the best i could on short notice. I'm tired, it's almost 11pm and I've worked 3 hours on this. I wish i could draw something for her, but i don't believe i'll have time. I will draw her if i win her, however, and order art ^^ Thank you, i hope i may be able to get a little more done. The story just flowed, i have a great idea for it!