Post by QUIRKY TEA ! on Apr 8, 2012 20:15:41 GMT -5
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Name: Louis
Age: 4 years
Gender: male
Pack: Bohale
Rank: Guard
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Breed: Mixed breed
Eye color: Brown
Pelt color: sable
Markings: tan and white
Height: 24 inches
Weight: 65lbs
Image: Photo set
[li] Running
[/li][li] Rough-housing, playing
[/li][li] Tracking
[/li][li] Puppies
[/li][li] Sunshine
[/li][li] Rain
[/li][li] Prey
[/li][li] Simple life
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[li] Having to act his age
[/li][li] Things too smart for him
[/li][li] Mean dogs
[/li][li] Responsibility
[/li][li] Awkward silences
[/li][li] Dogs who ignore him
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Personality: Lou is a simple dog. He enjoys simple things and looks at life with the wonder of a child. He's naïve, gullible, and probably was knocked on the head one too many times. He's sloppy, playful, and not really daddy material, but he's good looking and knows that he is. Lou isn't afraid to jump headfirst into danger if it's his family or his friends in there. His loyalty knows no bounds. He's also rather eager to trust, which makes him an easy dog to take advantage of. He's got an impeccable work ethic, but requires everything to be reframed as a game because responsibility and being part of something important scares the heck out of him. He tends to be uncertain when in a conversation and awkward, mostly because he grew up with just his family and they tended to be lenient with him. Lou requires exact instructions otherwise he tends to get a little confused.
Family: Mother – alive – pit-bull mix
Father – alive – mixed breed
Sister – alive – Stella – mixed breed
sister – alive – mixed breed
History: Lou grew up in a family collective. Just dogs, interrelated in some way, and enjoying life. He was first born in his mother's litter. His sister, Stella, being second born. His sister didn't find their makeshift pack to be a cohesive structure, but he found it alright and sorta misses those days when family were the only dogs that matter.
They were sure a lot more lenient toward him those days. He had always been a touch simple. Not stupid, though that could be a fitting descriptor, given how detailed instructions toward him tend to be. It's mostly because of his eager-to-please attitude and the fact that he isn't the sharpest tool in the shed. He found his soul early for a dog, as if his soul decided that, since that was as much as he'd ever grow up, he might as well show up.
He tended to rely a lot on his sisters to sort of guide him to keep the other dogs off his back. When Stella separated from the pack, he chose to follow her. She gave him the rank of a Guard, which, to him pretty much means he walks around the lands looking for anything that might look troublesome. He's probably not going to gain much in rank and neither does he have the ambition to gain. He has found a comfortable place in Bohale, and it feels a lot like the old life, which he still misses.
Name: Dash
Age: Young adult
Gender: Male
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Species: Mara
Eye color: Brown
Pelt color: Gray-brown
Height: 15 inches
Weight: 15 lbs
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