Post by nikita on Feb 11, 2010 21:26:25 GMT -5
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Calling:Nikita
Age: 4 years
Gender: female
Species/Breed: German Shepherd
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Pelt/Hair color and length: Long haired. Solid black coloring.
Eye color: dark brown
Build (height, weight, overall structure): She is muscular under all that hair. She has a strong build. Her head is about medium compared to her body with a black nose. She is 24 inches at the withers and 80 lbs.
Detailed Description (or picture):
º The þast Molds Who We BecØme º
History: She has a “sister“ named Ishtar. Though neither are actually related her owner used to call them that. Though the woman that had taken her in as a pup and raised her was kind the man was not. He would beat both her “sister” and her for barking or misbehaving. Though she held no fondness for the man, the woman was kind. Though Ishtar and her would go everywhere with the woman she always enjoyed it. When the man would yell at his wife she would be there between them, gladly taking the beating instead of her beloved owner. The woman had saved her from the streets and there was no way she could repay her. She fought with Ishtar on the day of the uprising until she was beaten and bloody. After going off on her own for a while, recovering from her wounds and raiding old trash and abandoned houses, she finally came across others like her who had loved their people and decided to join them.
Personality: She was always happy and in love with her female owner. She misses the woman terribly and at night often morns the loss. She also still harbors both hate and love for her sister. She maintains her soft and gentle nature. She prefers to guard those who are injured, sick, or young to being a warrior or hunter. She loves the pups, and cant wait to find a mate and have one of her own.
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Parents: Canine Parents - Unknown. She was found as a puppy and no longer remembers
Human “Parents” - John and Mary
Siblings: “Sister” Ishtar (not from the same litter but lived as sisters all their lives)
Other Family:none
Friends: none at the moment
Group: €lysian þack
Rank: Den mother
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RPG Sample:
Nikita walked along the tree line, sniffing the air cautiously. The earth had begin to reclaim the homes and yards that she remembered once being neat and beautiful. Her dark eyes scanned the area before she broke away from the shadows, heading to what once was a beautiful white house with a beautiful front lawn. Roses had been planted along the home, which now were over grown with grass and slowly dying. Making her way around back she found the hole in the screen she had chewed, the old wooden door that had blocked the screen door laying a little ways away. Slipping inside the condemned building things looked much like they had that faithful day. She had personally dragged the bodies out back and buried them to prevent scavengers from desecrating them.
Quickly she made her way past the blood stained carpet and up the stairs to the bedroom. Nudging the mans old military uniform and the woman’s dress together to make a bed.
I’m sorry… I should have done more for you. she thought. Today would have been 4 years that she would have been in this family. For a moment she began to whine, wishing Ishtar could hear her and come to her.
Silly girl! She’s as gone as John and Mary. Her spirit doesn’t wander these halls but she might as well be dead to me…
With a deep sigh she laid her head on the uniform, smelling her own scent. One of these days she would not be able to make it into here, they building would collapse or something would happen. But for now all she wanted was to close her eyes and be at peace.
