Post by ALASKA on Jan 17, 2012 22:39:08 GMT -5
Dusty
"Here's to the girl I never had... Well Hun, that was me.."
five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
NAME Dusty
GENDER Female
NICKNAMES Dust, Dusty please
AGE 4 years of age
BREED German shepherd x Husky
SEXUALITY straight
PACK? currently a loner
HI I'M Dusty AND THIS IS ME:
Shy. Just because Dusty appears big and bold, she isn't really. She is very quiet, inside and outside, and doesn't have much to say often. She will shy away from most males, and only feels comfortable with girls. She warms up after a while, but it takes time to earn her trust.
Independent. Dusty is very independent too. She does not liked to he bossed around, and when it comes to being commanded to do something ( other than her alpha), she will refuse unless the idea pleases her, and her alone. She is quite the handful, in a
shy, calm sort of way.
Intelligent. Under all that fur, this girl is greatly gifted with intelligence. She is very
smart and cunning, her mind always leads her correct. She is very talented at figuring
out codes, mysteries, etc.
Protective. Now, don't misjudge Dusty though, which is a mistake many people have
made. Although she is shy , that doesnt mean she is going to give you her food or
land any time soon. Quiet while in the middle of fighting? Maybe. Violent? Yes. Her
pain cuts deep when you cross her line, so you better not cross it, for your sake.
Flirty. Most males trip head-over-heals for this doll, and she will sometiens play along with their game. While acting on the inside, she is really testing them. If one doesn't
meet her qualifications, or even, doesn't really have a heart for her, she will leave...
After making them fall about 5 feet down and then letting them go-again. Dusty has
never really had a chance at love, but would really like to one day experience it. Just,
in time.... In time....
Dusty was born a house pet. Her mother was a husky and father a German shepherd. Her owners had no children, so they made her their only beloved child. In return, Dusty soon grew fond of them, and enjoyed their company. Until one day last year, they disappeared. Heart broken and left alone, Dusty slowly let herself free after she ate the rest of the food she was given and stole some from the refrigerator. Dusty set off into the wild, now she was officially a stray. Dusty has just wandered around, eating whatever is in the trashcan on the next block, some say she's search for her old masters, but some day otherwise. In her timemthoigh, the female's remembrance like it was yesteday, slowly crept farther and farther away from her. Wearying fir love, maybe. Her soul? Possibly.
The only reminder of her life in a living home is the dull red collar she wears around her neck....
Alaska
how do you measure,
measure a year
measure a year
