Nuky 101 wrote:Name you'll give it: Blizzard.
Gender: Female.
Reason you want it: I love the snow and I think her design is absolutely gorgeous. I especially like the circles on her back, and the dots on her shoulder. She would always have a home with me and perhaps some art too!
Other info:
Likes: The cold, playing in the snow, mountains, playing, and when it's a blizzard outside (And when she's too tired to play in it.), curling up by the fire with Cold Chocolate (Hot Chocolate's cold twin.) and marshmallows.
Dislikes: The beach, hot days, anything too warm, being bored, and being stuck inside on a cold day.
Personality: Blizzard loves to run in the snow, but hates running on the beach. She has lots of energy. She loves the mountains when there's snow there, because it's a wide open space covered in snow, just waiting to run around. She wishes the whole world was covered in snow.
Background:It was a warm day. I padded the streets wishing for snow. Again, I was on the run from the police. What did they want from me? Was it because one time I was so hungry, I had to steal a steak from a butcher shop? Or the time when I took some one's water bottle? Those times were just because I was hungry and thirsty. I wouldn't have done them if I wasn't starving and thirsty all the time. I sighed. Probably should keep moving. I padded down the street while humans stared at me like they've never seen a snow tracker dog before. All of a sudden I felt a cold breeze. I perked me ears up and ran to where it came from. I knew that breeze! It comes from - "SNOW!!!!!" The little humans ran into it. I stopped running. I guess this snow is already taken. I sighed, out my head back down and started trudging away. "DOGGY!!!!!" One of little humans said. Choruses of "doggy" started out, over the small snow field. I started to pick up the pace an power - walk away. "Wait! Doggy come back!" I started to job. I looked behind me, only to see the little humans running as fast as their little legs would carry them, towards me, and trying to hit me with balls of snow. What a waste of snow. I sighed, shaking my head. I started to run too. They chased me all threw town. What an odd game of chase. I thought. Occasionally, I'd let a snow ball hit me, just to feel the snow. It felt so good. All of a sudden a police man walked around the corner. Oh, crud.... I thought. I started sprinting down the side walk. All of a sudden, two hands shot out and grabbed me from an ally. I panicked, thinking it was one of the little ones or, worse, a police man. But the person didn't say anything, just pinned me against a wall until the police man and little humans ran by. Once they were gone, I got a better look at the human. It was a teenage girl with short black spiky hair, green eyes, and pale skin. She was wearing a pale blue t-shirt, light pink skirt, black leggings, and brown boots. She was wearing a scarf that was gold and purple striped. We both looked to see if they passed, then she threw back her head and laughed. I loved her laugh right away. "Well, that was interesting. I was walking down a street when all of a sudden a weird dog comes sprinting down the side walk with little kids and a police man on it's trail. I whimpered. "Oh, sorry, HER trail." I wagged my tail. "Let's get you back to my place, you are extremely thin." I wagged my tail again. I was really starting to like this girl. We went back to her place and she handed me a cold steak. It was delicious. She laughed again as I scarfed it down. I've been staying with that girl ever since. I met some of her friends. They were really nice to me. I like living here. I hope the police don't find me. Or those annoying little kids. The girl, who, is named Celtic, told me her life story. She was orphaned 10 minutes after she was born. Both of her parents were teenagers. She ran away from her foster home when she was 5. Her best friend is still there and some day, she's going to go back and visit her. She lived on the streets for a while, only having small jobs. She got a huge job as record producer's assistant and has been having good luck ever since. It's her dream to either be an artist or famous record producer, and she's almost there. She paints in her free time, when not taking me to the park. She says that once she has enough money, she'll get a car and mountain house so we can go visit the snow some time. She takes me every where now, even to her job. The people at the record place love me, and give me treats. I love it here.
Oh man. I lost. >.<
