Post by -K.a.Z- on Aug 13, 2008 13:05:20 GMT -5
Character Name: Kaz
Gender: Male
Pack:Monas Pack
Rank: Alpha Male, if possible
Breed: Doberman Pincher
Age: 3
Appearance:
Kaz is a tall and lean dog. His musles ripple beneath his always shimmerg coat, showing that he is not the type to be messed with. The look on his face and in his eyes is always feirce, scary is you may.
He has a simple two colored coat, black and tan. The two colors touch like the sky and the horizon, touching but never blending. The Black covers the main part of his body, leaving the tan to cover Kaz's Muzzle, legs, and underbelly.
His tail is cropped to a stup, making him more threatning as he see's it. His ears are spiked, an easy way to tell he was handled by humans. His eyes are dark amber, almost crimson, as he stares into your scared looking eyes.
Personality: Kaz has a mixture of persona's. He is typically to himself, not interacting with the other dogs. No, he is not shy, he is simply worried that his temper might flip and there might be some unneeded bloodshed. He is very easily angered, and not the dog to pick on when you get tempted to.
At times though, Kaz can be gentle and caring, when the time is needed. No dog has ever been able to get close enough to him to really know much about him though, they never make it that long.
History: He was born into a twolegger home, as a show dog. He always big and trampled his siblings, who were noticeably smaller than he. He had his ears and tail cropped, not long before he took to the streets.
He left when he was six months old, barely old enough to eat real food. He survived off scraps that he found, making it through the tricky and unknown years. His scrapping with many of the stray males and packs he came across made his temper the way it is. Having to fight for his life since he was born, and thats how he lived all his life, until he became an Alpha male of a pack, and now he uses his temper to protect others as well.
RP example:
The time was right, and Kaz knew it. The time to find soemthing to eat. His stoamach had been in protest against the small scraps he found on the street, urging for fresh meat. There was no fresh meat here i nthe city, accept the occasional cat here and there, but that made no difference. This was definatly a much better Diet than those housedogs ate. Kibble, Kibble and more Kibble.
Though, sometimes Kaz would sneak up onto a porch and grab a meal, but hardley. Today was one of those days though, an easy meal. The tall tan and black male slunk off toward the houses. His nose to the air, trying to catch a wiff of food, any kind really. Thats when it came to him... Steak bones. Kaz kicked it into high gear when he smealt that, to the garbage can it came from. He stood on his hind limbs, strecthhing out his dial and nocking off the lid with a loud clatter. He nocked the can down again, with a louder noise, watching the garbarge pour out infront of him. Mmm. He grabbed the steak bone he had smealt. It still had meat on it, He layed down and began to chew on it fevoessly. His stomach gurgled, saying it wanted more.
Picture:
Miscellaneous: Sorry that it is such a short sample post, normally I pull off 300 Plus word posts, but I am short on time right now.
Other accounts: None
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OOC Name: Mystic
Do you have any pets? Yes,
5 horses - Shasta , Dawn, Ferrari, Felena, and Jezzabell, 6 Dogs - Pugsley ,Tripod, Aly, AJ, Dave and Dingo, 2 Frogs- Edward and Hornswagglee, and 2 Fish- Jasper and Emmett!
How did you hear about this site? From Equinox
Gender: Male
Pack:Monas Pack
Rank: Alpha Male, if possible
Breed: Doberman Pincher
Age: 3
Appearance:
Kaz is a tall and lean dog. His musles ripple beneath his always shimmerg coat, showing that he is not the type to be messed with. The look on his face and in his eyes is always feirce, scary is you may.
He has a simple two colored coat, black and tan. The two colors touch like the sky and the horizon, touching but never blending. The Black covers the main part of his body, leaving the tan to cover Kaz's Muzzle, legs, and underbelly.
His tail is cropped to a stup, making him more threatning as he see's it. His ears are spiked, an easy way to tell he was handled by humans. His eyes are dark amber, almost crimson, as he stares into your scared looking eyes.
Personality: Kaz has a mixture of persona's. He is typically to himself, not interacting with the other dogs. No, he is not shy, he is simply worried that his temper might flip and there might be some unneeded bloodshed. He is very easily angered, and not the dog to pick on when you get tempted to.
At times though, Kaz can be gentle and caring, when the time is needed. No dog has ever been able to get close enough to him to really know much about him though, they never make it that long.
History: He was born into a twolegger home, as a show dog. He always big and trampled his siblings, who were noticeably smaller than he. He had his ears and tail cropped, not long before he took to the streets.
He left when he was six months old, barely old enough to eat real food. He survived off scraps that he found, making it through the tricky and unknown years. His scrapping with many of the stray males and packs he came across made his temper the way it is. Having to fight for his life since he was born, and thats how he lived all his life, until he became an Alpha male of a pack, and now he uses his temper to protect others as well.
RP example:
The time was right, and Kaz knew it. The time to find soemthing to eat. His stoamach had been in protest against the small scraps he found on the street, urging for fresh meat. There was no fresh meat here i nthe city, accept the occasional cat here and there, but that made no difference. This was definatly a much better Diet than those housedogs ate. Kibble, Kibble and more Kibble.
Though, sometimes Kaz would sneak up onto a porch and grab a meal, but hardley. Today was one of those days though, an easy meal. The tall tan and black male slunk off toward the houses. His nose to the air, trying to catch a wiff of food, any kind really. Thats when it came to him... Steak bones. Kaz kicked it into high gear when he smealt that, to the garbage can it came from. He stood on his hind limbs, strecthhing out his dial and nocking off the lid with a loud clatter. He nocked the can down again, with a louder noise, watching the garbarge pour out infront of him. Mmm. He grabbed the steak bone he had smealt. It still had meat on it, He layed down and began to chew on it fevoessly. His stomach gurgled, saying it wanted more.
Picture:
Miscellaneous: Sorry that it is such a short sample post, normally I pull off 300 Plus word posts, but I am short on time right now.
Other accounts: None
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OOC Name: Mystic
Do you have any pets? Yes,
5 horses - Shasta , Dawn, Ferrari, Felena, and Jezzabell, 6 Dogs - Pugsley ,Tripod, Aly, AJ, Dave and Dingo, 2 Frogs- Edward and Hornswagglee, and 2 Fish- Jasper and Emmett!
How did you hear about this site? From Equinox
