Post by .Shadow. on Aug 8, 2008 19:55:42 GMT -5
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Name:
Crescent.
Gender:
Female.
Age:
4.5 years.
Breed:
Belgian Tervuren.
*Stray or Domestic:*
Stray.
Personality:
Although she may have been trained to be a killer, Crescent is actually a decent fem. Cautious when meeting strangers, she stands her ground as any of her breed should, and won't attacked unless provoked. Though, be wise when you choose to battle with this one; for she is a fierce fighter, and has killed many in her life time. Shy and concealed most of the time, Crescent tends to keep to herself, and doesn't speak unless first spoken to; meaning she's not one to spark up a conversation for no apparent reason. Forced into a nomadic lifestyle - although she was born a pet -, Crescent has no real home, and doesn't wish to be part of a pack any time soon. She preffers the free lifestyle of a loner, no matter how lonely it gets staring at the stars by herself every night. To her allies, Crescent is loyal and brave, risking life and limb for them; to her enemies, well, they have the same fate as those she was forced to fight during her days as a caged animal.
History:
Crescent was born into a place where the sound of yipping puppies was constant, and where if you dared look into the kenel beside you, you would be invading the privacy of two breeding dogs. A Puppy Mill, to be technical. Crescent was born a quiet pup, always keeping to herself, and only playing with her siblings every once in a while. She and her siblings were taken away from their Tervuren mother when they turned 2 months, and due to how fine of a specimen Crescent was turning out to be, she was kept for future breeding purpouses, along with her brother, Bone.They were thrown into seperate kenels to reduce the risk of accidental in-breeding, but they could still communicate, seeing as their homes were ight next to each other.
But, when Crescent turned one year and was thrown into her brother's cage - which also housed another brute, a five year old called Scar for good reason. Scar approached her aggressively, and immediatly Crescent's stance shifted from uneasy to defensive, and unconciously she felt her paws inching their way toward Bone. Suddenly, Scar had lunged, catching Crescent by the scruff and throwing his fore-leg over her back, straddling the yearling and throwing his hips against her's again and again, even though her tail was tightly pressed between her legs. Finally, Bone came to her rescue, dragging Scar off his sister and engaging in a fight to the death. In he end, Scar won, and his prize was earning rightful breeding with the yearling female.
Luckily, the session was unsuccesful, and Crescent didn't wind up pregnant. But, the next time they threw her into a cage, she managed to seriously injur the male - which ended her breeding days. At two years old, she was sold to a man to trained her to be even more aggressive than she already turned out to be. Then, by 3 years old her fighting career began. Pitbulls, Shepherds, Akitas, Terriers; all fell prey to her deadly fangs. Some managed to escape with serious injuries, but most were killed by the time they pried her jaws off their necks. But, one day while she was being kept in her outside kenel, the man came to feed her; which is when she made her escape. Crescent attacked the man's arm, throwing him off balance, at which time she leapt clear over him and dashed away.
Though a loose chain collar and a blood-red, four-inch, thick scar across the bridge of her nose are still clinging reminders of her past, a year alone was enough time to recover her mental state. Now, she roams around the neighborhoods of the domesticated canines, not wishing to be part of any group.
Other:
Ermm..nope.
Name:
Crescent.
Gender:
Female.
Age:
4.5 years.
Breed:
Belgian Tervuren.
*Stray or Domestic:*
Stray.
Personality:
Although she may have been trained to be a killer, Crescent is actually a decent fem. Cautious when meeting strangers, she stands her ground as any of her breed should, and won't attacked unless provoked. Though, be wise when you choose to battle with this one; for she is a fierce fighter, and has killed many in her life time. Shy and concealed most of the time, Crescent tends to keep to herself, and doesn't speak unless first spoken to; meaning she's not one to spark up a conversation for no apparent reason. Forced into a nomadic lifestyle - although she was born a pet -, Crescent has no real home, and doesn't wish to be part of a pack any time soon. She preffers the free lifestyle of a loner, no matter how lonely it gets staring at the stars by herself every night. To her allies, Crescent is loyal and brave, risking life and limb for them; to her enemies, well, they have the same fate as those she was forced to fight during her days as a caged animal.
History:
Crescent was born into a place where the sound of yipping puppies was constant, and where if you dared look into the kenel beside you, you would be invading the privacy of two breeding dogs. A Puppy Mill, to be technical. Crescent was born a quiet pup, always keeping to herself, and only playing with her siblings every once in a while. She and her siblings were taken away from their Tervuren mother when they turned 2 months, and due to how fine of a specimen Crescent was turning out to be, she was kept for future breeding purpouses, along with her brother, Bone.They were thrown into seperate kenels to reduce the risk of accidental in-breeding, but they could still communicate, seeing as their homes were ight next to each other.
But, when Crescent turned one year and was thrown into her brother's cage - which also housed another brute, a five year old called Scar for good reason. Scar approached her aggressively, and immediatly Crescent's stance shifted from uneasy to defensive, and unconciously she felt her paws inching their way toward Bone. Suddenly, Scar had lunged, catching Crescent by the scruff and throwing his fore-leg over her back, straddling the yearling and throwing his hips against her's again and again, even though her tail was tightly pressed between her legs. Finally, Bone came to her rescue, dragging Scar off his sister and engaging in a fight to the death. In he end, Scar won, and his prize was earning rightful breeding with the yearling female.
Luckily, the session was unsuccesful, and Crescent didn't wind up pregnant. But, the next time they threw her into a cage, she managed to seriously injur the male - which ended her breeding days. At two years old, she was sold to a man to trained her to be even more aggressive than she already turned out to be. Then, by 3 years old her fighting career began. Pitbulls, Shepherds, Akitas, Terriers; all fell prey to her deadly fangs. Some managed to escape with serious injuries, but most were killed by the time they pried her jaws off their necks. But, one day while she was being kept in her outside kenel, the man came to feed her; which is when she made her escape. Crescent attacked the man's arm, throwing him off balance, at which time she leapt clear over him and dashed away.
Though a loose chain collar and a blood-red, four-inch, thick scar across the bridge of her nose are still clinging reminders of her past, a year alone was enough time to recover her mental state. Now, she roams around the neighborhoods of the domesticated canines, not wishing to be part of any group.
Other:
Ermm..nope.
