r o o s t e r
hello, my name is rooster, not really the type of name you would see for a husky, i know. i am four years old, and i am a male, thanks for asking. like i said before, i am a purebred siberian husky. i was born in juneau, alaska, and was brought into the city when i was two years old. i am an ex-sled dog. i ran in races, and was used on rescue missions. you might be wondering, how did i become a stray? well, i ran away. i was brought here to become some kids play-toy, and i wasn't having it. i was then sold to the pound because i growled at the kid, where i met my little sister, missy, but i will tell you about her later. we were both adopted by a nice couple, and they loved used for the next three months. that was until tragedy struck. one night, the apartment wwas broken into, and missy and i were stolen. we were drugged and when we woke up we were in a van. now i would go into details but i won't, since it brings terrible memories back, but we escaped and are now living on the streets. I am a very hostile kind of dog. i can be aggressive, and i am very protective. once you get to know me i am very kind, and loyal, but i still am isolated, being very quiet. you can usually find me by myself, and the only dog i talk to the most is missy. with the new allegience thing, i'm not very thrilled about it. i still don't like cats, and probably never will, but i won't go attack one. if i become good friends with one is when pigs will fly. so i'm not against it ,but i'm not for it either. i am straight, and i currently don't have a crush on anyone, and i am mateless. my family consists of missy, and that's about it.

m i s s y
hey guys, my name is missy, it's nice to meet you all. i am a one year old, australian shepherd. i was born in north carolina, and was moved to the city when i was six months old. when i was seven months old i was sent to the pound since my family had to leave in an emergency. i missed them, but i got over it. it was in the pound where the other dogs picked on me, and were mean because i was a puppy, and i have no sense of smell. i think i was born without it, so i always ask rooster what things smell like. see, rooster is my big brother. we met in the pound and he became my protector, and put me under his wing. we look out for each other, but he can be very protective at times. if you couldn't tell already, i am super energetic, and i love to have fun. i am also naive and immature, but that is because i am still young, or that's what rooster says anyway. i can also be stubborn, and i always take on dares that can get me into trouble. I'm not a big fan of cats, since before the allegience, they picked on me in the pound, but i am a very forgiving person, but still. anyway, i am straight as a pencil, and i like no one and i don't have a mate, since i am too young for that. my family is just rooster, and i don't know where my parents are. i don't have a sense of smell like i said before, and i also have dyslexia for dogs and a attention disorder, so i get distracted easily.