Dominus

[stephers]

DOMINUS

"And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me"

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NAME Dominus
GENDER Male
NICKNAMES Dom, if you are lucky.
AGE 3 years old
BREED Tibetan Mastiff
SEXUALITY Heterosexual
PACK? Loner, for now.

HI I'M DOMINUS AND THIS IS ME:

Dominus is huge. He is 30 inches at the shoulder, and weighs around 200 pounds, give or take. This impressive animal was once described "the size of a donkey, with the voice of a lion." Dominus is a perfect specimen. A long, thick double coat protects him from the elemetnts and his black and tan markings allow him to hide best at night. Despite his bulky appearance, Dominus is more muscle than fur. The shiny coat of this brute adds to his presence while his stature makes him known. He isn't one you would forget.

With the amount of muscle on this dog, one would think him slow. No, quite the opposite. Dominus is quick, though he does tend to tire easily. To make up for his lack of agility, Dominus uses his head. With a skull that big it was bound to come with a big brain. Dom is no dumb brute, and is trained in fighting and tactics. Once a guard dog, always a guard dog.

The story of this massive creature began several years ago, when he was born to a pureblooded Tibetan Mastiff from a very rare Chinese bloodline. This meant bigger body, bigger head, and a bit more kick than the American version. It was obvious from the begining Dom was the favored son, always being specially treated. With his size, he overshot the qualifications of a show dog and was sold as a guard dog. Although loved by his master's family, Dominus was trained to attack, to guard, and to put his family above all else. These are things he keeps near and dear to his heart. Loyalty is not something he takes lightly, and to earn his one must beyond prove themselves.

After the death of his Master and family, Dominus took to the streets. He was never left in the house, and always had room to roam. Now, he spends his time surviving. With a quick temper and the bite to back it up, he finds himself in more scrapes than normal, winning all. He isn't one to take prisoners, so death by his maw is always an option. Fighting is something Dominus does for fun, for action, for title, for food, for love. It is all he really knows. Joining or creating a pack has been on his mind as of late, but with the lack of resources he isn't quite sure whether or not to pledge his loyalties yet.

YOUR NAME Stephers!

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