I want an upgrade!Username; CP
Link to old Tracker:
FaeNew form: Aquatic.
Any aditional details (such as very minor colour changes): Maybe make the colors blue and black? I feel I'd use him a lot more, if they were colors I was most interested in.

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Tracker Dog Application Series 1Username: Canis Panthera
Tracker Dog you want: Number Three <3
Name you'll give it: Mizu {means water in Japanese.}
Reason why you want it: I love the design idea. She looks very intimidating {That's not why I want her, she seems like deep down, a real sweetheart. <3}, but she'd really be a nice creature. {With her backround story, ect. ^^ I love the water, beach, diving, swimming, so she'd be adorable to make a character.

The fins look so sharp- by sharp I mean, you know.. fancy or good looking? I can't figure out how to word it. I just want to hug her <3
Will it be used in any kind of story?
Only a backround story, maybe her and Fae could however be friends or something. I doubt they'd be in a story, but she will certainly be drawn, probably with Fae. <3
Describe its personality: Mizu is extremely loyal and brave. She will do anything to please her owner and get the job done- right. Caring and kindhearted, she is sensitive and sweet off the job, but during, she must be required to be aggressive, or look it at the very least to get it done.
Likes: Lying by beaches, nice open and clean waters, the smell of salt water.
Dislikes: Smelling the pollution of dirty bodies of water, being fussed over after a good deed, being yelled at {offensively.}
Write an introduction for your Tracker:
{Told in her eyes. Based on the 'Titanic' Story.}
I was on a very comfortable, and warm ship. Which ship you ask? A ship owned by my owner, and I. I was lying on the warm, safe floor of my normal ship, well.. my owner's, and she received a distress call. Normally, I hunt for treasure, but this was something totally new to me.
"Hello? Hello?"
The call sounded muffled, with screams in the backround
"It's the Titanic, we're going down. I repeat, we're going down."
My owner rushed to the heel, and we swerved to the west, and kept riding up and down the waves.
Eventually we reached the huge ship. Ours was much smaller, and I couldn't believe how many people were on it. I could smell their fear, and hear their terrified screams.. What could have made such a great ship sink?
"Mizu!"
My owner said to me,
"Rescue!"
That was my command, sure I wasn't used to this sort of task, but knew very well what it meant. I got up, raced to the edge of the boat, and leaped into the freezing Atlantic Ocean Waters.
It was frigid, I knew I had to keep moving to keep myself from hypothermia. Then again, I don't get cold easily, but this water was terribly cold, colder than I had expected.
Paddling to the sound of screams, that helped me find them. The water swished me back and forth, so I had to swim underneath the water to keep the waves from hitting me in the face.
The screams were muffled, I could hear the creaking of the ship, and the frantic paddling of humans to keep their heads above water.
I could only save so many, so fast..
I reached the ship, and ran up the side of it. People became more quiet, shocked at what I'm guessing they assumed was some sort of "mutated dog thing."
As you may have heard, in the sad story of the Titanic, the rich were let off first. Women and Children were priorities.
Then the men.
I raced to the bottom of the ship, where the poor had no chance. I didn't know this at the time, I just went below the deck to smell around and see if I could find anything.
"Mama!"
That's what an innocent, sweet voice called,
"Come Mama! I'm scared!"
Poor thing, knew she'd be dead soon.
Her mother was not there. I barked, and the child reached out a little hand and stroked my ears.
"Puppy?"
That was the last word I heard her say when we were on the boat. I didn't wait any longer.
Obviously this child was abandoned by her mother. Such heartless creatures humans can be at times.
I grabbed her shirt sleeve, and swung her on top of my back, and raced up the stairs. I was guided by screams, and the strong scent of saltwater and fear. I reached the brisk Atlantic air, and sprinted across the decks. I heard the gasps of people when I ran by, occasional hearing, "What is that thing?" or, "Good Heavens! What kind of creature is that?"
Hasn't anyone seen a Tracker Dog before? Anyways, I made as long a jump as I could to get in the water. Her body weight made it harder to swim. Plus, the fact that I couldn't swim underwater. The waves hit my face as the little girl screamed,
"Puppy? Where you take me?"
I remember thinking,
Honey, just trust me. You'll be safe and warm soon. Keep paddling..
I could feel my head slowly going under more and more. The weirdest thing happened after that.
I thought of all the people on board there, dying, and I made an effort to save her. I can't loose this battle now, not with someone with me. I felt a strong burst of energy, as I barked, sensing the pale yet, illuminating lights of our little boat.
"Mizu!!"
I could hear my sweet owner's voice calling me.
I, after a bit longer time paddling, reached the boat. The girl was safe as well.
"Good girl, Mizu! Good girl!" My owner said, patting my head.
The little child whined, "I-I-I'm so cold.."
She was given a blanket, and sat by the wheel, next to my owner.
I sat, hearing the final screams, and the ship breaking. After that ceased, a sound like a suction {when the boat was pulled underwater.}Then there was silence.
That's the end of my tale, true in every way. I may have only saved one person, but that's one more that didn't perish on the ship.