Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[Aki~]

how many could you try to adopt at a time?

out of curtsy to others.... just one at a time

[Roonie-Roe]

how many could you try to adopt at a time?

out of curtsy to others.... just one at a time

And you may only own 3 in total.

[Jezi]

Oh gosh #6 is being announced today... O.o
Good luck everyone who applied!

[s q u i s h y]

Ahhh,its today?!
I gotta write my form a introduction! D:
EIDT;I wrote one! xD
I really do hope I win.I just love that tracker's design and type so much!

[DoctorDraca]

I'll be announcing the winner of Tracker #6 soon. But I'm pretty proud to announce that she got as much as 6 well thought out forms. It'll be tough choosing the winner.

[Aki~]

I'll be announcing the winner of Tracker #6 soon. But I'm pretty proud to announce that she got as much as 6 well thought out forms. It'll be tough choosing the winner.

just out of curiosity did you ever read my story that I withdrew I would love some feed back!! ^^

[DoctorDraca]

Yours was okay, AkiToki, but not amazing. You spent much of time on the story, but your reasons seemed a bit dull. I read everyone's stories before judging, but if stories are equally good, I will fall back on the written personality of the dog. Try to write more about the dog before starting on the story, it'll help you get a better story anyway. Working on the layout of the text will also score you some points (especially if it makes it easy and attractive to read). Best of Friends', Jezi's and Pandora Kaulitz' stories were all accompanied by a certain text layout that fit along with the story and made it nice to read. You did get the idea though, I can tell that. (:

[Chasta]

I think that the same thing is what I ended up doing. I put too much thought into the story part to have the rest of it matched up to what I had for the story.

[DoctorDraca]

Yay The new trackers are up! and there's a stealth tracker <3

Tracker Dog Application Series 2
Username:
-Jezi-
Tracker Dog you want:
#6
Name you'll give it:
Revo (Short for Revolution)
Reason why you want it:
I've always loved the "rough and tough" characters who can go out in battle and succeed, but this time I was looking for a character to work more behind the scenes in war time, to fit my idea. I had the idea recently for a Stealth Track to be used in the military for gathering info, and when she came up she seemed perfect. She had no set purpose yet, which made it very easy for me to fit my idea to her. Her coloring also works well for the type of work she would be doing, it would keep her hidden in the shadows when moving across open areas as she makes her way to her selected target building, as well as when she is field scouting in thick underbrush, which is where she will be primarily used when not listening in on enemy plans.
It's also pretty obviously true that she looks like a tiger, and I have been in love with big cats (of all types) for quite awhile, something about the amount of power they seem to possess; with her having these markings it's like she was built to have power, and never back down from a challenge (at least in my eyes)
Will it be used in any kind of story?
Yes, most likely quite a few mini-stories which may evolve into one big story. Her handler is named Fin, he is brave soldier in battle but has a kind voice and a soft humor, he shares a personality a bit like Revo's and as a result they are able to work as equals together. She will work as a spy for gathering intelligence on enemy plans, as well as scouting out areas before attacking during WWII. Most of her work will be carried out at night, and only rarely during the day when it is necessary to have her listen-in on enemy leaders (however, she is awake during the day as that is when most of her training exercises with Fin will occur
Describe its personality:
Dominant: She has a very take-charge attitude, when she wants things done right she does them herself
Irritable: She is easily annoyed by soldiers who do not know what needs to be done, or commanding officers who just act like they know what needs to be done
Focused on work: Fin is her only real friend and she doesn't take the time to make any others, work is the most important. She will do a job willingly almost every time; the only exception being when she is forced to work without Fin.
Wishes for peace: She desires to have a warm home, away from danger and war but she covers it up since her duties are more important at the moment
Afraid of heights: She hates flying, as she learns in this part of the story. Perhaps this will become more developed later on, but for now she is simply just glad she is not an Aerial Tracker.
Write an introduction for your Tracker: (this is a bit of a WWII Era historical fiction, it involves the US advance on Japan, specifically The Battle Of Midway, the battle that marked the turn in who was on offensive and who was on defensive, there isn't much involving it in this section of the story, but in my head it continues on)
~~~The following is Fin's notebook, basically the story from his point of view, Revo's point of view is in black.~~~~~~
March 15, 1942
I swear, Niles is out of his mind now. He wants to bring a dog in to work as a spy. I'm not sure how he expects a dog to help us out with but he says this dog is a special breed. A tracker he calls it, sounds more like a police dog than a spy to me. This had better turn out better than I'm thinking it will.
March 17, 1942
I'm happy to say I was proven wrong. The teams new dog (or should I say my new dog? I've become her handler) is wonderful. She is a Stealth Tracker, developed specifically for spying. She is a dream to work with, already in the two days she has been here she has made tremendous progress in learning the signals that she and I must use to work as a team. I have decided to call her Revolution, but Revo for short.
March 23, 1942
Revo and I have finished our basic training, we must keep practicing; however, as we must stay sharp in case we are needed. It will be rather boring until we have a job, but for now it is all that is required of us and we will get it done right.
In other news, Revo has started to act less professional around me, I think she's starting to consider us friends and not just work partners; I'm glad of this as I feel the same.
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It was all new to me. The ringing sounds of gunshots in my ears, bright flashes made by tanks as they fired missiles at approaching soldiers, it was chaotic, but it fit me. Being here meant I was ready to work rather than waste my time on simple training exercises. They had paired me up with a man named Lieutenant Fin; he seemed to be a nice enough man, firm expression yet soft words when he spoke. He was tall and lanky, his sandy brown hair always getting in his eyes, probably only 20 years old at most. He had given me the name "Revolution" yet he always called me Revo instead, he said it was too proper to always call me by my full name. We had to train together nearly constantly to insure we could work flawlessly as a team. We both learned various silent signals. For me, a short tail wag meant "all clear"; a sharp turn of the head meant "go back"; laying my ears down meant "enemies ahead: caution". For Fin, an upward movement with his hand and then down again quickly in a slicing movement meant "Go Ahead" or "Start Mission"; a fist brought to his chest meant "Be on guard"; two fists brought together in front of him meant "Return to base". Of course there were quite a few more, but those were the basics. Life was pretty simple like that for awhile, but it did get awfully boring.
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"Lieutenant Fin, bring Revolution here now!" Sergeant Niles called over the booming megaphone. I snarled as I heard his voice, I had hardly been here a month and already I hated that man. He was much too harsh with his voice, and he didn't have the backbone in the field to back it up; not to mention he always insisted on using my full name, which was in itself enough of a bother. Lieutenant Fin, the man who had been assigned to be my primary handler, looked forlornly at the entrance to the barracks, where no doubt Sergeant Niles would appear if we did not get a move on. After returning the notebook he had been writing in to its place beneath the thin pillow on his bunk, Fin slipped my collar over my head and clipped the lead on, leading me out onto the small island which had become our home for the last month as we waited our next chance to advance on Japan. We had been leap-frogging from island to island for quite a while now, and these islands were only our most recent advancement. As expected, Sergeant Niles was waiting just outside the barracks with a smug look on his face, he spoke quickly and was hard to understand but I caught something like:
"They're having a meeting tonight. Important one. Spies have seen many leaders entering their General's tent. Revolution is wanted for listening in. We will send you out at 21 hundred hours. Be Ready."
I looked up at Fin with a look to say "I'm Ready". Fin looked down at me, saw what I meant and Said,
"We're Both Ready. Where will we approach from?"
"You will be deciding that yourselves. I have sent reconnaissance soldiers to scope out the woods near the General's tent, they have orders to report to you what they find."
"Yes Sir."
And with that we left to await the recon soldiers' return.
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It was nearly 21 hundred hours, time to get in position. Using the information we had gained from the recon soldiers, we decided it would be best to make our approach from the east side of the opposing General's tent. It was a flat area, but it had plenty of underbrush to conceal us as we made our approach. Making short but frequent advances Fin and I were within 20ft of the tent within minutes, though it seemed much longer. This was as far as Fin was to accompany me. I made another advance on my own, which brought me to only 15ft from the tent and waited for Fin's silent command to move in. I kept my head sideways, parallel to the tent so as to keep one optic on Fin and one on the guards patrolling the edge of the area. I had my ears pricked, ready to warn Fin of any danger I could hear approaching. Once I was sure it was clear I waved my tail at Fin, telling him it was quiet and I could move in when ready. Fin took one last sweep with his binoculars before raising his hand and bringing it down quickly in a slicing motion, my signal to move in. I took off immediately, already knowing my course of action, first to the clump of bushes with bright red fruits on them, then pause. Next, to the large tree with a split trunk that I could peer through without being seen. And so on until I finally reached the edge of the tent. I maneuvered myself in between the soft rubber-like fabric of the tent and some barrels that obviously contained some sort of weaponry. Careful not to disturb the fabric and alert the enemy leaders to my presence, I situated myself into a position which would allow me to listen closely, yet be comfortable for a long period of time. They seemed to be talking about an attack they were planning, something about "Midway".
"We need to attack soon, they are advancing much to quickly" said one officer, he didn't sound like he was in charge; only making a suggestion.
"Calm yourself Sergeant, we will attack only when we are prepared" This man sounded like the General; I kept listening.
"Yes Sir, I will ready my troops. We will join the attack when you give the command."
"It's settled then, everyone will wait for my command before attacking Midway, for now we will plan on attacking in June."
And with that, the conversation ended. I waited until all the leading officers had left and I heard only quiet from inside the tent, then, making one final check to see where the guards were, I repeated my advancing method from earlier in a retreat pattern, making my way back to Fin. From there we made our return to the US camp together; checking behind ourselves frequently for any pursuers.
When we returned Sergeant Niles was waiting. This was hardly unexpected of course, but seeing him always made my fur prick with irritation.
"I trust your mission was successful?" He sneered in that awfully harsh tone of his.
"Yes Sir, Revo has heard plans of a Japanese attack set for June." Fin answered, never one to bow down to a harsh superior.
"Go on"
"They plan to attack midway, they are assembling a force to carry out the attack."
The Sergeant looked down his nose at Fin, hardly seeming to be appreciative of the tremendous help we had done him. "very well, I will warn the officers at midway, we have done our part."
"But Sir, shouldn't we aid in defending against the attack? It sounds as if Japan is assembling a very large force" Fin protested, he did not like to lie dormant when there was an attack emerging.
"I have said what we will do and you are to listen." and with that Sergeant Niles stormed off, hardly seeming like he knew what to do at all.
"That's it." Said Fin in a low voice to me, "I'm not listening to him anymore, I'm going to the General first thing in the morning to request that both of us be stationed in Midway." I looked up at him, I was alarmed at this side of Fin, he had never shown it before; he might not have liked Sergeant Niles, but he never completely went against a superior.
"For now, we should both get some rest, you did very well tonight Revo" He smiled at me.
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Surprisingly, Fin had been successful in his attempt to have us moved to Midway, which is where were headed now. The plane carrying us was heavily armored, built for battle not for ferrying passengers from one place to another. I tried to sleep most of the way as the high altitude messed with my senses in a way I couldn't explain; I was glad I wasn't an aerial tracker like some of my cousins, I couldn't deal with the heights so much of the time. When we landed at Midway I could immediately tell it was run in a much different way than Sergeant Niles' mess of a base. There were many more soldiers out and about, everyone was confident in themselves and it was clear someone was in charge who knew what he was doing. I was going to like it here.
"Come on Revo, we need to find Corporal Evans, he will show us to our new barracks." Called Fin, I took my eyes off of the amazing site of an organized camp and trotted after Fin, claws clicking on the cement sidewalks, something else that we did not have at Niles' camp, it was hard to think it was similar at all.
After about ten minutes of searching and asking passing soldiers where to find Corporal Evans we finally found him in a large office building that was brightly lit with fluorescent lighting. I blinked several times trying to get my optics to adjust before following Fin and the Corporal into a small office that seemed especially claustrophobic.
"Welcome Lieutenant Fin" Said the Corporal.
"Pleasure to be here sir, I'm grateful of the opportunity to fight along side the many men here." Fin replied, adopting his formal tone that he always used with commanding officers.
"I've heard about how you and your... ah... tracker? is that what she is?" I made a low rumble noise in my throat, he should know about the trackers, after all a fair number of them served in the military, or at least that's what some told me.
"Yes sir, she is a stealth tracker, she specializes in gathering intelligence on enemy attacks"
"Yes, that's right, she was the one who listened in on the Japanese leaders' meeting wasn't she?"
"That's correct."
"I see... well I hope she will be of just as much use to us here"
"I'm sure she will be, she is rather flexible in what she can do"

Major WIP on the journals, when I finish those I'll probably decide between using those and the story from Revo's point of view.
I know the story isn't finished yet, but I guess I don't want to end it before it would really start...

Here is a bit of a summary of what would happen next:
Fin and Revo spend about a month or so at Midway before the Japanese forces attack. Revo is sent out during the battle to scout out pockets of Japanese soldiers that have landed on the island, Fin follows her a short way behind; far enough away that he won't risk anyone catching Revo if he is spotted by enemy soldiers. The battle of course, is going on all around them. Once Revo has accomplished finding a fair number of the Japanese men who have landed she and Fin return and report their findings. The information they supply helps the US troops to win the battle, putting Japan on the defensive for the rest of the war. Once the US has victory over Japan, Fin and Revo are sent to Europe and work there until the war is over. They are sent to live in Fin's home until they are needed again, but who knows when that will be yet? (more details would be included in the final story)

Oh and a few other things I thought of that aren't included here but will be included in future stories:
Military code name: Stealth9x - used when planning her missions over radio, on the off chance someone is listening in that shouldn't be.
Age: 3 years in this story; will vary slightly depending on story (particularly if I write about when she retires and goes home with Fin)
Home when not in military: she lives with Fin in his rural home near Charleston, South Carolina
Acquaintances (non-military): Fin's wife, Kari; Possibly another tracker at some point (if I'm lucky enough to get two)

That should be about it ^^

Both your and Pandora's story were pretty good. What made you win was the situation you put the Tracker in, the idea behind it.
Congrats. (:

[corgie]

Congrats Jezi :3


I knew you were going to win once I saw your form ,