Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[eternalglitch]

Tracker Dog Application Series 2
Username: Wolves Run Free

Tracker Dog you want: #7

Name you'll give it: Fossil's Hope

Reason why you want it: This is an amazing desighn.It feels fearsome and awe inspiring. And I have a few ideas for her... some stories and art, yes?

Will it be used in any kind of story? Yes. I love writing stories of my darling characters and fursona. This way they will not die or be forgotten to me or anyone who reads it, and sometimes I Roleplay with them.

Describe its personality: Stubborn? Not even close! In fact, its the understatment of the year! This one has an amazingly stubborn, proud, bossy nature. Shes also strct and suspicous, so this must always be considered before going for a stroll near her! She refuses to look like an idiot playing games with other tracker dogs, and doent hesitate to figh for her authority. Noones taking her share! She will never submit... you will have to kill her first.

Write an introduction for your Tracker: Whispering. Looking back too often. Being near animals too much, or stinking of gunpowder. It didnt matter if you were innocent. If you were simply doing the odd thing. This was often stopped... with much violence. The figure up ahead had stopped moving. Fossil's hope tipped her nose up and sniffed. Te smells rushed to her. A corn dog; ignored. Gum; ignored. Stale scent of dog; ignored. Smoke; noticed. The potent smell told of danger. Then she sniffed deeper, doing something only trackers could. The smell of a blue shirt line behind her; a cop, her owner. A HUGE white smell; the floor and walls. Yellow pants and a badge; coming from a lady and master. Red; coming from the enemy. So... enemy has a flame, with a red hoodie. Fossil's delight licked her nose. Now to judge distdance and how high to leap. First, she tilted her head back, and yipped slightly. The sound shout to the wall, bounced back, and came back to her. A lot of room, she noticed. Some sound hadnt returned... The intruder was 5' 10. A Teen, she thought. Then she raced forward, leaped and twisted into the air, and landed on the enemy, sinking her teeth into its arm. Time, time sped up. Thump thump! Her heart kept going. Shrieks, blood. And the intruders hood fell off. A boy, didnt matter though. Her master raced forward, and reached into the boys pocket. Nothing. He shook her off the boy, and wrapped his arm, checking for something wrong. There wasnt anything. The boy had been camping. As the dog was led away, onlookers rushed past, not wanting to be near her. The rest of the day was spent in the cage of horrors. She wondered when her next victory would come. She coldnt have known the airport was sued, or that she ha been decide for a training camp again. All she noticed... was a little sighn, with Wanted; New Guard dog hanging up everywhere. Apparantly the year old tracker dog would be sent to guard a new place. But that was fine, long as their were Victorys there.
Monnths then years wirled by. Fossil's Hope was an amazing guard dog now, but she still attacked people like that. Strolling through the training area, Trackers bowed their heads and backed away. Tossed treats, sales pinned up. But no one knew what to do with her. She tryed to train anyone, she often broke the wills of the silly humans. She was unbeatable, unreachable an unteachable. Noone would train her unless they did it right, along the lines of guarding. How to smell matches or bombs instea of campfires, how do yank an enemy down harmlessly. She aced it. But noone wanted the vicious mutt. Till an odd human came. "Of course she would guard a muesam at night! She is amazing at that!" She heard one night. And once again she was unleashed. But this human was tricky wih her wolf; they were more dominant apparantly! Shock, then acceptanse. Happiness once again. Being taught how to speak wolf. Friends, hardship. A new life.

[RainbowBizkit <3]

Nex does it matter how long your story is or how good it is?

[Chara Dreemurr]

It's how good it is. It might just be a few paragraphs long, but if the ideas are great, and it's entertaining, you'll win.

I think.

[Spekke]

I really enjoyed writing this, even if I don't win.

Tracker Dog Application Series 2

Username: Spekke.

Tracker Dog you want: #4

Name you'll give it: Zai.

Reason why you want it: I only recent found out about the Tracker dogs, and I love the design and idea behind them. I would love to own one of them myself - it would be my first one. It just makes me feel happy when I know that such an awesome creature belongs to me. I love feeling that they are real. This one caught my eye right away, so I decided to go for it. :3

Will it be used in any kind of story? Probably not physically, as I don't usually write stories in the first place. ^^;;

Describe its personality:
Zai, although quite obedient like most tracker dogs, does not care much for big groups. He doesn't need to - he doesn't come across that many souls working in the desert. He tends to prefer working alone, possibly with one other person or dog. An independent thinker, Zai would rather follow his own ideas than the plans of others, trusting in himself to make good decisions. And his decisions usually are good - he is a strategic thinker who can put A and B together with logic. He seems to fall a bit on the emotion side though; Zai is not very empathetic, and often reacts completely wrong to a strong emotional situation. This is not to say that he doesn't have any emotions - he just doesn't show them. Those who have seen him smile without eyes or wag his tail should consider themselves very privileged.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:
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January 25. Entry #24

3 Days.

It had been 3 days since I last saw a source of water. How much longer can I go on?

I’ve been living off the few sips of water at the bottom of my canteen for the past few days. Weren’t humans supposed to die after not getting enough water for 3 days? I guess I’ll find out real soon.

It would have been winter, back at my home town. I should have been home, sipping hot chocolate in front of the warm, sizzling fire. Actually – scratch the fire. I don’t even want to think about heat. Why did I ever decide the desert mission was a good idea?

I don’t know what would be better, turning around or going forward. I don’t know which way is the closest to water. Should have turned around earlier. Instead, I chose to trust the map I bought at the previous town.

Stupid map. Stupid, cheap map. Stupid, cheap map that may very well have killed me.

I shouldn’t waste my energy writing anymore.
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January 26. Entry #25

Why do I keep writing? I guess I want to leave a part of me, my thoughts, to find after I die. Anyways, I found a dog today. Or more like, a dog found me. It took me some time to realize it even was a dog because it blended in so well. And either I’m finally going crazy or the dog actually had no eyes.
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January 27. Entry #26

Good news – I’m not dead.

That strange eye-less, big-eared, long-tongued (I can go on forever about its otherworldly looks) dog was like a gift from the skies. Turns out there was water, a hidden oasis, just a few minutes westward. I never would have even thought about going that way, but somehow, the dog knew. Pulled on my sleeve until I followed and bam, sparkling, fresh water right there. It was one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. Possibly ever will see.

By the way, I’ve been calling him (pretty sure it’s a him) Zai. I don’t think I’ll ever find out his real name, but Zai flows and is as good as anything to me.

And thanks to Zai, all my canteens are full to the brim. I can go back to the town now, rest, and find a better way to my destination. I’m already a week late.

Better get a move on now.

[RainbowBizkit <3]

I asked Nex But thank you

[Chara Dreemurr]

It's normally like that. ^^;

[jayseph]

Hi Nex! I just have a quick question. When will the customs be open?

[Chara Dreemurr]

Whenever she will have the time.

Edit: It was like that in the old thread. ;3

[MochaTheLlama]

Tracker Dog Application Series 2
Username: MochaLove23
Tracker Dog you want: #6
Name you'll give it: Izinska
Reason why you want it: I love her design, the vivid colors. and, I feel like I have a deep connection with her. You may think im insane but she looks, scared, and when I look at her I feel like I was ment for her, to be here and comfort her. she may be a 'picture' but to me she is a real live animal, and I feel like when I look at her, she too also feels comforted and safe. I hope to win her and if not I will love her untill the end of the earth and try to move on. I have also been looking for a tracker dog, looking for the right one and slightly afraid of the competetion they will all bring. But I have found the perfect one, and if I was to get her I would make her fanart and make sure she does NOT collect dust.

Will it be used in any kind of story? Yup :3
Describe its personality: Izinska is a calm, layed back tracker dog who keeps to herself and is very shy. She knows when to speak up and knows when to keep quiet. She has this almost sense of knowing someone and will act coldly around others she does not like. She was ment for the snow and cold climates but can stand any weather, no matter what.

Write an introduction for your Tracker

Izinska sat in the cold snow. listening to the movements of the other animals around her, her duty was to protect, and that was what she did. Her ears pricked every so often when she heard the softest of noise, but she knew each sound like a hot summer day. She felt her owner pat her on the head before walking off. Izinska grinned or in this sense just smiled. she padded off and sniffed the snow. she went along the fence lines that held in the animals, pawing at the snow to check for anything suspicious. she licked the snow and sniffed the air and let a warm cloud of breath escape her mouth, everything seemed under control. Izinska yearned for days like these, where everything was calm and no one had to move a muscle or twitch a claw. It wasnt always like this, before Izinska came to this sanctuary for animals, foxes, wolves, hunters, and other threats roamed the land. But Izinska had cleared the territory from all dangers, but Izinska's job was never done, there was always something to be worked with, so no harm was brought to anyone. Izinska sighed and padded along the gravel road down to the house, she walked around the garden and sniffed the flowers before pushing her way into the house, her tail flicking the air. Izinska could sense her Owner sitting on the couch. Izinska walked up to her owner and curled up by the edge of the couch, feeling the warmth of the fireplace against her fur, soon Izinska fell asleep, still quite aware though, knowing soon this time for her to rest would not stay forever and that she would once again, have to scan the land before finally reasurring her work was done.

[Aki~]

Well crap... I have to go against that story