Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[pacificcc]

Nex, I was wondering, do Aquatic Trackers have sight? I know the normal ones don't so was wondering.

[berd]

Tracker Dog Application Series 1
Username: Sunny<3
Tracker Dog you want: #3
Name you'll give it: Ceria
Reason why you want it: This one just seemed to be whispering my name as I scrolled down. Those colors and that cautious, yet nonchalant expression lured me in like a moth to lamplight. Her story will be shared with a few anthro diving characters I have yet to create, and Cresetyl. Everything about Ceria makes me want to grab her out of this screen and make her mine. That tongue, and those big, powerful claws are just clawing at me to write a story.

Will it be used in any kind of story: Why yes, as stated above, she will be sharing a story with a few anthro scientist characters.
Describe its personality:
Young | Ceria was adopted at an abnormally young age, and she was babied for her whole life, thus she takes life less seriously and chooses her life to be simple.
Curious | If she finds that she hasn't sniffed a certain fish yet, she will. Her young personality goes hand-in-hand with her curiosity, and she usually finds herself being chased away by an angered seal.
Naive | She is very innocent, and doesn't usually understand life's issues. Her mind seems to process things slowly, and she doesn't understand things that happen around her.
Oblivious | Her mind wanders, which makes her weak in her wild habitat. She doesn't know how to focus, which makes her fighting and reflex skills shaky, and quite unreliable.
Strong | She gets attached to people quickly, but quickly realized that she will see several of her loved friends come and go more than often.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
It might get confusing; so here be a character list :D (in order of rank)

Rorschach - Schipperke - Main Diver/Scientist - Male (Ceria's owner)
Senura - Ragdoll Cat - Onboard scientist Female
Rev - Silken Windhound - Onboard scientist - Male
Teu - Selkie - Underwater Photographer - Female
Amina - Borzoi - Diver/Geneticist - Female

Schach patted Ceria's smooth head assuringly, "They'll love you. At least I do." The small tracker pup closed her optics as her first taste of love and affection settled in. Although her feet were a bit shaky, she was strong and had lovable character traits. Schach slipped the harness over Ceria's lean body, and carried her in the crook of his arms like a child. He hunched over as he hid Ceria under his coat, past the guards and into a hallway. Cautiously, he set down Ceria, exhaled, and opened up the doorway. Instantly his four scientists glanced at him once, then looked back to confirm what they had just seen. "What have you gotten into Schach?", Teu finally asked. Schach pulled out a slim smile, and replied, "Don't joke with this animal. She's trained for aiding us in sighting artifacts and dangers while diving. She's not at all affectionate, so she shall not be handled with as a pet." Senura sheephishly replied, "But she's rubbing against you, Schach. Its obvious she as much as a pet, as a scientist." Schach scrolled his vision down, until he saw the little tracker pup rubbing itself against his calf. "Well, she does kind of get easily attached. But please focus on your work, Ceria is simply an experiment that was placed in our care." Amina grinned like an imbicile, "Can we keep her?" Schach just huffed a mocking laugh, and set off to train the thing that would soon be his life changer.

Training went slowly. Ceria was easily distracted by anything that sparkled, gleamed, or moved. Schach could see when her optics would drift over to the glass windows, where she would stare outside while he attempted to gain her attention with turkey treats. "Gah, why won't you listen to me?!" He threw down the box of treats, and stepped outside to calm up a bit. Ceria kept her optics to the ground. She knew she had made a mistake, and had angered her master, but she did not realize what she had done. When Schach cooly returned, he found Ceria was flexing her webbed spines. He immediately knelt towards her, and examined her. Her optics stared at him the whole time. She was rather confused at this point, he had been upset at her, then amazed. What does he want her to do?

Slowly but surely Ceria was eased into the deeper waters. Her claws extended and she learned how to effectively use her webbed spines in order to catch more speed underwater. Although Schach had started the training, he shortly handed Ceria over to Senura, so he would have more time to ready himself for the upcoming dive. It was an extremely important, yet dangerous visit. Schach and Teu would dive 4 miles under the water, with Ceria close behind lighting their way with additional lights attached to her paws. The purpose of this dive would be to explore a recently found artifact site - one that would change their careers if they successfully found any valuables. But it was the competition that worried Schach. Three other scientists would be sending down divers, some in the future, and some after their dive. Whenever the date, they must be the first to find the site.

Ceria lifted her head out of the ship's window and allowed the salty wind to carouse her ears and scratch the scent bar on her snout. She loved that deep, nourishing smell. Of the water that flowed beneath, the crisp air the shrouded the boat, and the warm bacon that sizzled on the stove. Soon Schach emerged from the boat's laboratory, and signaled the driver to stop the boat. Teu appeared next to Schach, "So, we're here? The very spot that could change our lives is beneath us?" Schach seemed a bit impatient with his crew, and snapped, "Yes, what else would be here? A carnival?" He shook his head disapprovingly, and carried out the wet suits. Teu was ordered to ready Ceria, so he prepared her lights and protective suit. The suit was made of a light, stretchy polyester material, that would allow ease of movements and her webbed spines to flex. The lights were strapped to her legs, and her suit was then slipped onto her back. As a last minute decision, Schach wanted to see Ceria's point of view, and strapped a small camera to her back. Sanura gave a final salute, before Teu, Schach, and Ceria dove into the dark waters.

The going was quite easy the first hour, they steadily went toward the small blotch on the map, that was occasionally glanced at by Teu, when they were a bit confused as to where they were. Ceria was distracted by almost everything that happened. A school of anchovies skimmed by, and she swiped her large paws at them. A small nurse shark waddled atop the sand nearby, and she instantly swam up and pressed her nose to its back. It was lucky for Ceria nurse sharks are generally docile creatures. The only problem Teu and Schach encountered; was air.

At around the third hour of the dive, Ceria noticed that Schach was looking more and more at a tiny dial located on his wrist, connected to a tank on his back. His eyes averted from Teu, who was looking a bit suspicious, but kept swimming forward. And then it happened. The few seconds that would torture Ceria for the rest of her short life. The moment when time ran out for the scientist she called father, and for the photographer who only wished for adventure. Schach grabbed the dial on his wrist, and attempted to grab at a strap that read "emergency air pull", but it was somehow turned to the opposite side of his body, and he was unable to reach it. Teu, who had also ran out of air, attempted to grab at Schach, in a means of harsh regret. Soon enough, the two of them were both fighting to unlatch the strap that would allow the emergency flow of air to their regulators. Ceria was a few feet away, swiping at a stubborn crab that wouldn't give up its shell, when suddenly, she felt the movements in the waters and glanced over at her loving masters. She saw their twisted faces, and their struggling movements, when suddenly, her life turned to a slow motion. Schach went limp, and drifted down, until he disappeared from view. Teu also went limp, but before she floated the same path as Schach, she grabbed at the water above her as if an invisible force was only a few feet away. Ceria looked down as Teu drifted down. She suddenly had a pang in her heart, as if something pulled her towards Teu, something that made her want to push her limp body over her back and rush towards the surface of the water. Something inside, that would become love and want.

As soon as Ceria reached the surface of the water, Rev's large paws reached down, and lifted up the body of Teu. But Ceria had no time to waddle aboard, because the center of her life was drifting towards the bottom of an endless sea. And she wanted badly to have his loving arms around her neck, to reassure her that it was going to be alright. With a few swift kicks, and the now mechanical flexing of her webbed spines, she was at the same deepness as Schach was. Her nose nudged at his arm, and then slipped underneath his slim body. Ceria didn't know it, but the puddle of hope that ached at the bottom of her stomach, helped her go faster. It helped her unknowingly unlatch the emergency air strap, which revived Schach's still body. When she returned to the surface, Ceria found that she could now feel the soft thump of her master's heart. It must be love, were her thoughts. It must be my love that helped me. It must have been the connection I felt the first moment he patted my head. It must be me.


WIPP

[eternalglitch]

OMG. THEY ARE HERE> LOL< I am gonna try sooooon...

[shibuki]

Tracker Dog Application Series 1
Username: Wolf Blood Song
Tracker Dog you want: The aquatic one
Name you'll give it:
Sango (coral in japanese)
Reason why you want it: It is a beautiful design and I love tracker dogs!

Will it be used in any kind of story? Yes.. I am making one that includes all of my characters
Describe its personality: She is very aggresive and sporty. She loves to fight and is not the nicest. Her old owner was killed a long time ago and that is her only weak spot. She snarls at anyone in her way and the only thing she loves is a special stuffed fish she loves to chew on

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
Sango made a flying leap and landed on the ground. She snarled and stood in front of Alexia, her owner. Alexia laughed and ruffled her fur. Sango grinned and lept onto her. A loud sharf BRIIIIING peirced the air and made Sango jump. Alexia laughed again and picked up the phone. She ;eft the room to talk and Sango got up and padded after her. Suddenly Alexia burst from the room wearing her scuba gear and called to Sango "Ill be back Sango! This mission is too dangerous for you!" Then left. Sango whimpered and thought *I love Alexia..... but I hate her being a spy* She looked around then nosed open the door to the outside. She looked left then rightt, then dashed down the sand to the boat Alexia was about to board. She made a leap and landed on the roof. Sango peered around then lept to the ground. She hid under a bench and waited until the long ride was over. When the boat jerked to a halt, Sango peered up and lept onto the bench. She jumped off the boat onto the ground. Alexia was running into an old factory. Sango followed, making sure Alexia didnt see her. She tracked her until they got to a small office room. Alexia looked in, pulled her head back then grinned at a small bomb in her hand. She chucled then set the bomb for two minutes. She stuck it to the inside of the door then took off. Sango was about to follow her when she saw something that was inside the room. She snuck past the sleeping man and gazed up at a tropical fishtank. She looked at the fish obsessivly. Suddenly, she heard a lound beep and she gasped. Sango whipped around but was too late. The bomb exploded sending her flying and crashing her on a metal balconey. She yelped and howled.
Alexia turned around as a howl peirced the air. "Sango.... SANGO!!!!!" She screamed and ran back into the burning building. She ran to the place where Sango was lying and whispered "Sango? Sango, answer me!" Sango looked up and licked Alexia. Alexia laughed and stroked her head. Suddenly, a man walked in. Sango recognised him as the man who the spies were always after the "bad guy" as Alexia called him. He laughed and pulled out a gun. He pointed it at Sango and backed her up until she was leaning against the guide ropes that was the only saftey on the flimsy balconey. Sango looked backwards and saw, that under her, was a large pool of some toxic green stuff. She whimpered and closed her eyes. Suddenly, she felt her body being shoved aside. She looked up and saw Alexia where she had been. Alexia stood up and also held a gun twords the evil man. The man laughed and pressed a small button. The guide ropes grew slack and fell into the smoking green toxic waste. Alexia lost her balance and fell backwards. She managed to grab onto the ground and hung on tight. Sango yelped and ran forewards. She tried to grab Alexia but it was too late. Alexia had lost her grip and was falling. The last words that escaped from her mouth were "Saaaangooooo!"
Sango gazed down as Alexia's body hit the waste and hissed. Tears formed in her eyes and she whipped around to face the evil man. He chuckled and pointed the gun at her. Sango snarled and leapt forewards. The bullet rang out as it left the gun. Sango yelped as the bullet passed throough her body. She fell to the ground in pain. Sango pulled herself up and snarled. She stepped forewards slowly while the man was turning away. Sangos eyes were cold and her body was almost lifeless. Blood poured from the bullet hole. She pushed forewards and clamped her teeth down on the mans neck. Blood poured into her mouth and she gagged. Sango dropped the lifeless body and collapsed on the ground in a lifeless heap. Then, everything went black.
She awoke in her old house and gazed around. She got up and licked the bandage that kept the wound from bleeding. She was glad that Alexia's boss had sent a rescue mission. They had found her... and found Alexia. She had been wearing a protective suit and had managed to get out of the acidic pit. But she had lost the use of her legs and could never walk again. This was an upside though. She never had to leave Sango again...
Sango leapt onto Alexias bed where she was reading. Alexia laughed and stroked her head. Sango smiled and fell slowly into a deep, happy, sleep.

Sorry its so bad..... I am not a very good writer!

[Erille]

Tracker Dog Application Series 1

Username: Erille

Tracker Dog you want: Number 1 (A normal one)

Name you'll give it: Izichio (Izo)

Reason why you want it: I can see great potential for this Tracker in a story. Maybe something set in the future. It's also just a great design and I can see many uses for it. (Are roleplaying with these allowed?)

Will it be used in any kind of story?: Yes. By looking at this speicific Tracker Dog I think it might be great for a story in the future. This is a very tough looking dog so that of course can be incorporated. This is a beautifully designed dog and I would love to add it to my characters that I specifically use for stories!

Describe its personality: Izichio is a serious Tracker Dog, who is loyal to his human handler day and night. He does not let much get in the way of his work as a service dog for officials. He does not take much pride in being a Tracker dog since he is normal and often surrounded by Aerials and glow in the dark Tracker Dogs since he lives in a big city next to a just as big forest. He never wishes he was another Tracker Dog though since he believes he was meant to be a Normal Tracker Dog.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

Izichio sat next to his human handler's side, alert fir the other human's next move. A tall, thin, dark-skinned man stood on top of a garbage can in the center of the city, with his hand under his coat. Normally no one would be alarmed but now the entire population of the city sat in utter silence in their homes watching the live view of the man. Thepeople that were around, which was a considerabley large group, ran in every direction screaming, while trying to get away from the terrorist.
"God, save us!"
Margaret, get over here!"
"No! No! No! NO!"
Izichio wanted too, like the humans were now to run howling, perferabley while pummeling the terrorist to the ground, but his human handler had ordered him to lay down. So he did. The man was now waving his hand around in his pocket, threatening everyone passing way frantically.
"I'll drop it! I'll drop it!" The man's booming voice bellowed and for just a moment the city was deprived of pedestrian noise. But then the commotion was back and worse then ever. Izo's handler told him to follow his every move. Iichio couldn't talk but he did almost a nod and his handler understood.
Sir, drop the bomb. No, don't. Don't do that. Give me the bomb. That is a highly dangerous weapon and you will be charged with thousands of murders if you survive." The terrorist faced his speaker and as the secret service handler pointed his gun at the man's heart, his flinched just a little. Then behind his back, Izichio's handler did a silent hand signal.
Attack
Izichio understood. He straightened out his back and arched his head. The terrorist noticed.
Call of the Tracker! Call it off! NOW!" Then Izichio lunged. He didn't try to grab the man. He needed the bomb.

[White_Wolf_Bane]

WIP
Tracker Dog Application Series 1
Username:
Tracker Dog you want:
1

Name you'll give it:
Minoru (means truth in Japanese)
Reason why you want it:
I've seen the tracker dogs around CS, and I thought they were a very interesting species the very momment I saw them. I've been aiming to finally get one, but by the time I finaly decided to actually apply for one, the Okeki(sp?) thread for them closed. I was elated when I finally saw this thread and I really like the design of the first one. He's plain and doesn't glow, however his design has a simple elegance to it.
Will it be used in any kind of story?:
Most likely, yes. I would be crazy not to.
Describe its personality:

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

[eternalglitch]

Tracker Dog Application Series 1
Username: Wolves Run Free
Tracker Dog you want: The First One
Name you'll give it: Zero
Reason why you want it:

Ever since I saw my first tracker dog, I have been stunned. But soon after that, they were shut down. Perhaps forever. I checked back ever so often, but until a few weeks ago I didn't know if they were gonna come back. When I saw this, I was so happy. I intended to wait for the perfect one. But it was already here. Wild and untamed, with a bit of blue glow, it was an amazing design. I write a lot, and Zero would fit any hero or villain role. What better companion is there?

Will it be used in any kind of story? Yes.
Describe its personality:

Proud and Stubborn, you never know the real side of him unless you look past his shortcomings. A Brave, Smart Tracker is behind the mask. You might never see him run away from a fight, no matter what its about. But if you ever need his help as a friend, you never will need to ask. Brave and Loyal to the end, he is bitterly stung on how he didn't inherit his families poison. He loves Sports and competitions to prove his worth, so I would not recommend challenging him there!

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

Rain. All there was was rain. And a flash of thunder now and then. The female Tracker huddled in the corner, her green tongue glowing with toxin. A lone human's shadow was watching from the back. The female eyed him warily. She knew it was Nex, the caretaker of the Tracker dogs, but she felt at ease. There wasn't something right in the air. The door opened, and a large Tracker dog strutted in. He was a smooth skinned pure bred Tracker, who was all blue, toxin shining in his glands. He went over to the other pure bred black and green female, and licked her smooth skin. He had seen the mangy coats of wild ones, and didn't like it. The thunder flashed outside, making them all jump. The female grunted in pain, and looked into her mates eyes. It was time.

Zero watched as his brother and sister were taught to properly use their toxin. He growled as his father turned his back to him, and his mother brushed pass him as well. At a month old, he had learned early he had no toxin at all. His brother and sister had bright blue and green fur, that was so smooth you could clearly see their outline. He had smooth fur too, but unlike them he had to groom it secretly. His father would freak if he had a simple curl of fur showing. It had stopped raining after weeks, so it was the first time he saw the sun. But his mom snapped at them when they looked at it for a long time. He wondered why. He also could not figure out why he was so... different. Where did he get it from? He knew he was hated by his family. He looked up, and noticed their toxin lesson was over. He leaped up, and tore across the lawn eagerly.

"Can you shoot now? Who can shoot farther? Does it hurt? Can I see?" He yelped a barrage of questions, dancing around his siblings eagerly. "Cut it out, Zero!" His father shoved his face into Zero's, his lip curling in anger. "Why cant you behave and act non-curious and elegant like your siblings for once?" Zero glanced at his brother and sister, who turned their nose up at him. He looked up at his dad. "But dad... I mean Toxin, sir, I-" Toxin snarled again. "Quite blabbering! Thats it." He said after Zero opened his mouth to protest. " Meet me outside the pen. Noon." And Toxin walked away. Zero felt his mom, Poison, nudge him. He turned to her hopefully. Toxin was known to fight his children brutally to teach them. She eyed him. "You should behave Zero!" And opened the door of their cage. He walked out, thinking hard. Was it... a challenge? He felt happiness shoot through him all of a sudden. He could win! If he knew how to fight...

The sun was in the middle of the sky. It was noon. Zero saw Toxin waiting right outside the kennels. He slunk out of the shadows and faced Toxin. Toxin waited, and then started circling. Zero shook the last thoughts from his head, and started too. Except he started the wrong way. He crashed into Toxin, who snapped at him, and then grabbed him by the scruff, and easily tossed him into the far wall. Zero struggled to get up, but his back left leg kept crumbling behind him. Toxin raced back, and swatted him into the air. Zero howled as he fell, blood dripping from the gash on his side, and fell back onto toxins waiting trap. He was flipped over, and pinned at the throat. He opened his eyes he had squeezed shut, and looked into Toxins glowering face. "Never. Come. Back." He hissed, and then bit down. Zero felt pain, and saw stars shooting through him. But He felt panic as well, for he was falling into darkness which leaped at him, wrapped around him like a cloak, and yanked him back down.

Pain. Was that what the world was made of? Zero staggered up, and looked around, wondering where he was. Oh. He was by the pen,his wounds still raw.All there was besides Nex was the Tracking forest. And everyone know the Trackers there hated smooth ones. But it was all he had left. He shakily walked toward the forest, and eyed the dark, menacing trees. Just then a young female wild Tracker Dog stepped out from behind the tree to the far left of him. She looked to be the same age as him, with dull green colors surrounded by brown stripes. None of her glowed. She circled him, and he tensed. But she looked him in his eye. "Smooth coat?" She asked, eyeing his mangled coat. He shook his head. His coat was curly. The female relaxed. She started back into the forest. She glanced back. "Come." She said, and joy flickered through him. He was wanted.

You would not recognize the year old Tracker as the same pup now. Proud and Brave, he studied his territory. No intruders were hear today, he realized. As he scented the air. Good thing he could taste colors, he mused. Then a rustle alerted him to the female. Then he was attacked. Her claws were sheathed, and her movements gentle, but he wouldn't let her win. He slammed her into a tree, dove under her belly, and shot up, easily penning her. She growled at him angrily. "Is this the reward I get for teaching you how to do that?" She grunted, and he let her up. He touched his nose to hers, regret whelming him as he watched her go. She had refused to be his mate. But they were still friends... for now. But he spun around again as a louder rustle happened. A human! After all this time! He crouched as a young girl with a... wolf? It could not be! But she knelt next to him. "I have need of another companion. Will you choose me?"

[DoctorDraca]

Wow, so much attention in one night. Thanks, guys.

And ha, someone actually chose the "they're so ugly they made me go blind" option. Amazing. :D

[Roonie-Roe]

Woot! New trackers! *stalks*

[Not me nope]

Wow, so much attention in one night. Thanks, guys.

And ha, someone actually chose the "they're so ugly they made me go blind" option. Amazing.

Who choose that?O.o XD I choose the top onex3

I got new tracker art!;3 Again.


Also, How much would it cost if I asked for anthro art of my tracker from you? I love your art so am prepered for the rarity pets you wantx3 It dosnt matter if you dont want to make any for me^^