Post by dakota on Feb 1, 2019 21:19:03 GMT -5
Name: Dakota (Da-coat-ah)
Nickname: Koda/kody
Age: 2.4
Gender: Male
Breed: (This is a long one..) German Shepard, Akita-inu, Jack Russel terrier mix.
Appearance: Dakota comes in with a half-black back and the rest is a bright brown/russet color..His large paws & cunning mind keep him alive each day.
Personality: Protective/secluded/strong/skeptical/strange
History: Dakota/Kota used to be in humans' care. He was being trained as a police dog (Dog of war), His human left on an important mission and never came back.. Luckily kota was just fenced in, so he just dug under to escape the neglect others gave him. By the time Dakota was out of the city he grew up in, he didn't know where to turn.. All the forest/plains did for him was bring him starvation and thirst. Kota took it into his own matters that no one was ever going to save him from the ever-looming chasm of death before him. Until now..He has found a nice place where many dogs roam...Will he be safe here?
Roleplay Sample: Kota pushed past the brush, Revealing to him a wonderous camp. Birds sang, Dogs like him were having such a time. Dakota pushed inward, smiling at a slim female. She winked as Kota padded on..Revealing the true colors of this Sight. The canopy of trees that loomed overhead dissolved into an ash-covered burnt forest of death..The male inhaled deeply in fear as the females began rotting away to what seemed like an evil creature..The one he had smiled at hissed and rotted away to a corpse. Soon everyone rotted away..Leaving a putrid stench behind. The ponds & rivers also decayed. Turning to blood beneath his paws. The corpses sunk in the sticky, red fluid..Shreiking oh so horrifically.
Sooner or later, kota awoke..panting. He blinked away the blurry gaze of sleep to find he was home...safe...fed.
Nickname: Koda/kody
Age: 2.4
Gender: Male
Breed: (This is a long one..) German Shepard, Akita-inu, Jack Russel terrier mix.
Appearance: Dakota comes in with a half-black back and the rest is a bright brown/russet color..His large paws & cunning mind keep him alive each day.
Personality: Protective/secluded/strong/skeptical/strange
History: Dakota/Kota used to be in humans' care. He was being trained as a police dog (Dog of war), His human left on an important mission and never came back.. Luckily kota was just fenced in, so he just dug under to escape the neglect others gave him. By the time Dakota was out of the city he grew up in, he didn't know where to turn.. All the forest/plains did for him was bring him starvation and thirst. Kota took it into his own matters that no one was ever going to save him from the ever-looming chasm of death before him. Until now..He has found a nice place where many dogs roam...Will he be safe here?
Roleplay Sample: Kota pushed past the brush, Revealing to him a wonderous camp. Birds sang, Dogs like him were having such a time. Dakota pushed inward, smiling at a slim female. She winked as Kota padded on..Revealing the true colors of this Sight. The canopy of trees that loomed overhead dissolved into an ash-covered burnt forest of death..The male inhaled deeply in fear as the females began rotting away to what seemed like an evil creature..The one he had smiled at hissed and rotted away to a corpse. Soon everyone rotted away..Leaving a putrid stench behind. The ponds & rivers also decayed. Turning to blood beneath his paws. The corpses sunk in the sticky, red fluid..Shreiking oh so horrifically.
Sooner or later, kota awoke..panting. He blinked away the blurry gaze of sleep to find he was home...safe...fed.