Post by `arrow« on Jan 21, 2012 23:43:29 GMT -5
PICTURE PERFECT
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NAME Picture Perfect
GENDER Male
NICKNAMES Picture
AGE Five
BREED German Shepherd
SEXUALITY Heterosexual
PACK? Currently Loner
HI I'M PICTURE AND THIS IS ME:
COLOR;; Black and Tan "Saddle"
MARKINGS;; Normal "Saddle" markings, large jagged scar on left side of body
EYES;; Golden Brown
BUILD;; Well Muscled, on the Large Side, and Lanky
HEIGHT;; Twenty-Eight Inches at the Shoulder
WEIGHT;; Eighty Pounds
PERSONALITY;; Picture is a happy go lucky guy. He views everything on the bright side and is almost always in a good mood. He's always the one to try and make things better. His unlogical logic ways of thinking and talking is something that sets him apart and often will confused others so much that he can distract them from what ever. Due to his breeding, he is fiercely protective of those he is close to. He instantly will like anyone that he runs into. The only time he holds grudges, or even gets mad, is when someone tries to hurt someone he cares about or himself. After a while though he normally forgives and forgets then tries to befriend them. Since he's a 'the glass is half full' kind of guy, nothing is impossible for him, or so he thinks. Picture is somewhat of a lady's man and will sometimes shamelessly flirt just for the fun of it.
HISTORY;; Picture was born on a german shepherd breeding and showing farm. Both of his parents where prize winning show dogs. His litter was on the larger side, consisting of five pups, including him. His four other siblings had the show dog quality while he had more of a guard dog quality to himself. He was given a show dog name in hopes of him growing out of his lankiness, but he never did. Instead he grew muscles that didn't look good on a show dog. He was instead trained to be a guard dog for the farm. Since he wasn't kept in the kennels like the other dogs, he often explored the forests and hills around the farm at night. One night he decided he had had enough of living on the farm and decided to lope off and stay out in the forest.
Not long after he stuck out on his own, he came across a young cougar roaming in the hills. The cougar didn't very much like the intrusion into his territory so it attacked. Picture was able to get away from the big cat but not without a nasty scar across his left side as a reminder. From then on he wandered around, hooking up with small groups only to then leave them and move on.
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