Post by Thorn on Jan 26, 2010 19:46:53 GMT -5
I forgot to read form so I'm gonna do some wild guessing
Name: Zarcoqi
Gender: Male
Age: 5 Years
Size: Smaller Medium
Breed: German Hunt Terrier
Picture:
Appearance: Zarcoqi is a dark black, His smaller features such as ears, nose, and feet are a muddy brown. His fur is very short and sleek. His eyes are a dark green, somewhat mysterious and playful. He has a few specks of white and brown on His tail and neck area. He is very skinny, also His ears and tail are very short and pointy.
Personality: Zarcoqi is a pure bred hunter, His nose and ears being excellent for tracking. He is very playful and can fall off track easily. He is more of an aggressive dog, very careful with who He messes with but not letting anyone mess with Him or His friends. He enojys swimming and many other things, and loves to have company. He is very caring and has a slight charming aura about Him and His actions.
History: Zarcoqi was born in a farm House, His Dad and Mom a close and caring couple. His Dad soon disappeared. His Mother had not been sad thou, for She knew that he had to. Zarcoqi didn't understand life for a long time, His Mom often quiet but still loving. Soon when Zarcoqi was old enough to hunt and do basic things for Himself His mother left Him. Zarqoui had grieved for a short time before He moved on from His birth place. He had only entered a few Human cities, many empty and had a dangerous feeling about them. Zarcoqi stuck to the woods for years, still many adventures laying ahead. Zarcoqi was growing lazy and bored so He devoted Himself to discovering more dogs and getting on with His life. That's when He ventured back into a Human town, quickly running out. Maybe a pack would suit Him better. Or maybe just a loner mate, something to make Him happy.
SAMPLE: First person, just trying a new style out. For sample only.
My snout dug through the soft white blanket. It covered the ground and was freezing cold, my paws felt like they would fall off. I sneezed and the powder flew into the air, landing a few feet away. I suddenly had the urge to roll around and dig into the powder, to bark into the sky and tell others of this magnificent discovery. I ignored the pain in my paws and dug into the snow, yowling as I jumped face first into it and then shaking wildly to free myself from my snowy grave. Snow now covered me, my whole body crying for Me to stop. I suddenly regretted getting the powder on Me, I shivered all over and it was slowly melting, the ice cold water chilling my skin. I hurried over to the tree line where I could find higher and warmer ground, so I could rest and warm up. A small log lay in the snow, the inside hollow and huge. I sprinted over to it and climbed inside, it felt damp but warmer then the falling snow. I wagged my tail happily as I lay my head down and snoozed off.
When i awoke I found myself with the sudden urge to hunt. I hardly remembered the day before where I played in the snowy field and fled to this large, dark log. It was warmer out then last night, the sun slowly rising. But my attention turned back to that rabbit. I couldn't wait to feast my starving mouth into the ragged fur and taste that delicious hidden delight under it. The white hares blended in with the snow but I managed to sniff a few out, giving chase after a small group of them. They all spread out, running in different directions which confused me. But I used my wits and kept behind one that made a running leap for His hole. I jumped after Him but crashed into the ground to late. I yapped furiously, my prey escaping, but I also realized He led me to more hare. I chased after a few others, the bunch much slower and startled. I pounced on one, my teeth tearing it apart. After a few seconds the rabbit ceased movement and I layed down, tearing into my catch.
Name: Zarcoqi
Gender: Male
Age: 5 Years
Size: Smaller Medium
Breed: German Hunt Terrier
Picture:
Appearance: Zarcoqi is a dark black, His smaller features such as ears, nose, and feet are a muddy brown. His fur is very short and sleek. His eyes are a dark green, somewhat mysterious and playful. He has a few specks of white and brown on His tail and neck area. He is very skinny, also His ears and tail are very short and pointy.
Personality: Zarcoqi is a pure bred hunter, His nose and ears being excellent for tracking. He is very playful and can fall off track easily. He is more of an aggressive dog, very careful with who He messes with but not letting anyone mess with Him or His friends. He enojys swimming and many other things, and loves to have company. He is very caring and has a slight charming aura about Him and His actions.
History: Zarcoqi was born in a farm House, His Dad and Mom a close and caring couple. His Dad soon disappeared. His Mother had not been sad thou, for She knew that he had to. Zarcoqi didn't understand life for a long time, His Mom often quiet but still loving. Soon when Zarcoqi was old enough to hunt and do basic things for Himself His mother left Him. Zarqoui had grieved for a short time before He moved on from His birth place. He had only entered a few Human cities, many empty and had a dangerous feeling about them. Zarcoqi stuck to the woods for years, still many adventures laying ahead. Zarcoqi was growing lazy and bored so He devoted Himself to discovering more dogs and getting on with His life. That's when He ventured back into a Human town, quickly running out. Maybe a pack would suit Him better. Or maybe just a loner mate, something to make Him happy.
SAMPLE: First person, just trying a new style out. For sample only.
My snout dug through the soft white blanket. It covered the ground and was freezing cold, my paws felt like they would fall off. I sneezed and the powder flew into the air, landing a few feet away. I suddenly had the urge to roll around and dig into the powder, to bark into the sky and tell others of this magnificent discovery. I ignored the pain in my paws and dug into the snow, yowling as I jumped face first into it and then shaking wildly to free myself from my snowy grave. Snow now covered me, my whole body crying for Me to stop. I suddenly regretted getting the powder on Me, I shivered all over and it was slowly melting, the ice cold water chilling my skin. I hurried over to the tree line where I could find higher and warmer ground, so I could rest and warm up. A small log lay in the snow, the inside hollow and huge. I sprinted over to it and climbed inside, it felt damp but warmer then the falling snow. I wagged my tail happily as I lay my head down and snoozed off.
When i awoke I found myself with the sudden urge to hunt. I hardly remembered the day before where I played in the snowy field and fled to this large, dark log. It was warmer out then last night, the sun slowly rising. But my attention turned back to that rabbit. I couldn't wait to feast my starving mouth into the ragged fur and taste that delicious hidden delight under it. The white hares blended in with the snow but I managed to sniff a few out, giving chase after a small group of them. They all spread out, running in different directions which confused me. But I used my wits and kept behind one that made a running leap for His hole. I jumped after Him but crashed into the ground to late. I yapped furiously, my prey escaping, but I also realized He led me to more hare. I chased after a few others, the bunch much slower and startled. I pounced on one, my teeth tearing it apart. After a few seconds the rabbit ceased movement and I layed down, tearing into my catch.
