Post by dojo on Jun 4, 2010 13:57:51 GMT -5
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OOC Name/Nickname: Cur
Calling:Kento
Age:3 years
Gender:Male
Species/Breed:Domestic Dog. Siberian Husky
Pelt/Hair color and length:A nice red pelt( nearly rust colored) covers the upper half of Kento's body. The rest is covered in a off-white.
Eye color:Brown
Build (height, weight, overall structure):Height: 23 inches
Weight: 55 pounds. Muscular build
Detailed Description (or picture):
History:Kento used to belong to a loving family. He was a Christmas present for the young child, everything was great. Unfortunately, the child became allergic to Kento, just after a few years of owning him. Not feeling the need to drop him off at a shelter, they tied Kento to a guard rail on a highway not too far out of town. Feeling hurt and scared, Kento sat there for days without food or water; watching as cars drove past, not even acknowledging him. Were all humans like this? He asked himself as he was going on day 4 of being tied to the guard rail. Nightfall soon came, and Kento just lay there, happy that the sun finally went down. Just as Kento was about to fall asleep, a pair of headlights shone in his face. The brute raised his head, confused as to what was going on. An elderly woman approached Kento, shaking her head with her hands on her hips. Kento's ears pressed back against his head as the woman made her way over towards the guardrail, his eyes stuck on the woman as she untied his leash, and gave a warm smile to him. " Come on sugar." She said softly, leading him to her car.
The air conditioner felt good, as did the nice padded seats below. Kento wasn't entirely sure where he was going, but anywhere was better than that damned guardrail. The ride seemed like it took days, even though it only took minutes for them to be pulling into a driveway. Kento moved around the back seat anxiously, curious as to where he would be going. The woman exited the car, and soon opened the back door where Kento was located. She grabbed the leash and gently lead him out of the car. " You don't have to worry anymore, this is your home."It felt like the world had been lifted off of Kento's shoulders as he heard those words escape the woman's mouth. It felt good to know that he had a home once more. Sadly, a few months after Kento was brought home, Mrs. O'Leary was stricken ill, leaving Kento alone once again.
Personality:Kento is a very spirited dog. He is very friendly, and is always welcoming new friends. Fighting isn't his thing, so he strays away from them when one breaks out. He is the sweetest thing, one with a poet's heart some might say. He is up for a conversation with anyone, even the smaller dogs. Unlike most dogs, Kento enjoys cats. He finds them interesting creatures, and is always up for hearing what they have to say.
Parents:Unknown
Siblings:N/A
Other Family:N/A
Friends:None at the moment
Half of the Island Character Resides:Eastern
Group:Loner
Rank:Loner
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RPG Sample:Off another site:
" I can't take this much longer.."Sighed Kento as he entered yet another land. He's been wandering ever since that tragic day. He whimpered at the thought of the massacre that took place back in his homeland. Twigs snapped beneath his paws as he walked down the shaded path that lead into a flowery meadow. Not entirely sure where he was going, Kento eventually became tired of walking, so he chose a random spot in the meadow. He placed his rump upon the blades of grass that had been undisturbed, until now. A salmon pink tongue lolled out of his mouth, saliva dripping onto the blades of grass below. Feeling to lazy to sit up any longer, Kento plopped his body down; tail tucked tightly against his body, with his legs stretched out in front of him." It's gonna be another long day.."He said, staring blankly at the wild flowers in front of him. " Such pretty flowers.."He said to himself, eyelids getting heavier and heavier by the minute.
How long had it been since he last slept? Kento couldn't tell you. He was too busy thinking about where he would end up, whether he would make it alone or not. This area seemed good for now, not too populated, no battles going on." Might as well stay here for a bit."He said, eyes focusing on the flowers as they slowly danced with the wind.
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