born as::...MYDOGS -Not done :D-

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Sol's Words::::
"my mother called me SOLSTICE. because i was born under the summer solstice, and she called me SOL as a nickname, because of the fire in my peltage. i'm a DRIFTER... i was not born to please you. i was not born to care. i spent TWO years under the sun, and still raring. i am a drifter and i have no home, i am a STRAY but a proud stray. i have a FIERY and CUNNING nature. my brain and feet are my most important tools. i was born in the CITY"

IN BRIEF

THE NAME GAME:Solstice
THE ALIAS:Sol
BEGAN THE JOURNEY:Two years ago
MY FEELINGS:

[/S]Fierce. Solitary. Proud.
MY DOMAIN:[/S] The city and suburbs of HARLOW.

A lover to another?
Maybe some day....

Secretly Admiring....?
♥Conall♥.

Allies
Talking Drum

Disgusted by -enemies-
Junius and Dahlia

Heritage...
Kina Mallinois x Rush Aussie

Temper of it all
Proud. Confident. Independent. Solitary. Calm. Defensive.

The Past::


Deep in the darkness of the alley, Rush and Kina had mated in the cool night air, their hot breath fogging up. There Rush had promised Kina the world. To keep her safe and to protect her from the other strays around here. He said she was his girl...Too bad he didn't remember that when you mate, you can make pups. And she was no longer 'his girl',but his burden. Slow and fragile, she needed looking after.


Rush protected her from the winter nights and other dangers. When she gave birth, Rush returned to break the sad news of abandonment to his mate. Behind him a dog of gold flaxen hair stood behind him, so beautiful "She's a spayed fae too!" The aussie growled at the Mallinois fae. Her heart shattered... Rush left her for a fae who would not give him anything but a good time. She was left alone, with a tiny, weak pup. The summer solstice ended that night, and Kina named her daughter Solstice.

In her first crucial week of life, Kina had did her best to help Sol survive. She nested in a secret place, keeping her pup safe while she went scavenging dinner. Things got easier when Sol was two months old. She didn't eat as much and she didn't nurse from Kina anymore. She ate fish Kina brought her that was chewed into a pulp. Everything was.

When Solstice was 1 1/2, she and Kina had went out together, foraging for dinner in the Wastes. But an Animal Control car chased them. Kina tripped over a glass bottle and toppled over. The men caught her. Solstice went back to help, but her mother pleaded her not to come back. Sol obeyed. She hasn't seen her mother since. And now she wanders alone...



Solstice's Quotage::...::...

My only love is the day-star (sun) that warms my pelt on the coldest of nights. But if you are willing to be my day-star, than you can have my warmth as well. -Mates

I never show my feelings. If you are deeply in like with me, open me up. I am box with a million surprises...-Crushes

Honor me, and I'll honor you. Cross me, and I'll cross you.-Enemies

Our love is the cleanest. A bond not fraught by affectionate ties. We are companions in loyalty; not LUST.-Allies

My father was a whore;; my mom was a charity. I had no brethren nor any family. To my future family;; blood is thicker than water.-Family

Do not dwell far too long in the past, for the present waits for o one. The path you tread is a journey laid out for you. Follow it and hope springs eternal, but ignore it and hope falls to Hell.-Past Experiences.

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Arsenic's Words::::
"he dog fighters called me Dominick. but i called myself ARSENIC. because i was born a killer. And a poison like Arsenic is to be feared. As I should. i'm a KILLER.. i was not born to show mercy;; i was born to show NO mercy. i was not born to care. i spent THREE years as a murderer, my blood running cold, and still icy to the touch. i am a killer and i have no home, i am a STRAY but a proud stray. i have a MALICIOUS and ARROGANT nature. my teeth and muscles are my dangerous weapons. i was born in the FIGHT RING"

IN BRIEF

THE NAME GAME:Arsenic
THE ALIAS:Arson
BEGAN THE JOURNEY:Three years ago
MY FEELINGS:

[/S]Malicious. Proud. Agressive
MY DOMAIN:[/S] The city and suburbs of HARLOW.

A lover to another?
Maybe some day....

Secretly Admiring....?
No one.

Allies
None

Disgusted by -enemies-
Junius and Dahlia

Heritage...
Unknown x Unknown

Temper of it all
Proud. Confident. Independent. Malicious. Agressive. Confrontational.

The Past::
He cannot remember the Doberman fae he suckled from that well. His memory is fuzzy and blank, riddled with the various memorations of many battles. He remembered her pelt; blue like his own. He could remember seeing other Dobermans, and then he saw the man who would bring him to a life of murder. The man had dark skin, and a steely glint to his dark eyes. He grabbed Arsenic by the scruff and paid for him. Then he took him away. He was a fine dog for the first year, then grueling training started...

He was forced to kill....

Darkness...That is all I see. The Doberman thought to himself. Crammed into a small crate stained with blood and labeled with holes from where dogs, did not try to escape, but tried to get out to kill their opponent. Suddenly, the darkness lifted, and the cage door was open. Cautiously, Dominick, as the humans dubbed him, crept from his confines. Nervously, he eyed his new home. He was only a year old, cast from his home because he was too 'problematic'. Dominick gazed warily, and he suddenly felt piercing pain in his hip. He turned to see another Doberman, a black one, gripping his haunch in her mouth. He screamed in pain, and cheering came from all around. Fearfully, Dominick rounded on her and fought back. Scissoring teeth met her neck, and he thrashed his head about.

She yelped in pain but her grip to not slacken. He didn't want to hurt anyone. Especially not a dog...But he was in a fight for his life. Dominick unleashed all his rage apon her, his fear, his anxiety, his grudges, and all. Her dark eyes widened in surprise, and she let go. But uncontrolled rage surged through him, and he pinned her down and sank his teeth into her neck and thrashed. She convulsed, and did not move. A stunned silence from the crowd of humans, followed by explosive cheering.

Another year of this went on.

Pitbulls, bulldogs, Akitas, etc.

All dying under his paws.

On his 3rd year, Dominick escaped. He would kill when he liked not when these people told him.

So he escaped and changed his name...

TO ARSENIC..




Arsenic's Quotage::...::...

My only love is the rush of fangs before the death of the animal under my paws. But if you love that too, you can love me as I would love you. -Mates

Talk dirty to me, slice me with your teeth. Be aggressive, oh so aggressive baby.-Crushes

Your blood would taste good on my tongue. Or how bout your entrails in your own mouth?-Enemies

I travel in my darkness by myself. I have no one in my life to light the path of Evil.-Allies

My family is unknown. But I'd still probably kill you if you threaten me.-Family

Learn from your experiences. You might learn something valuable in life.-Past Experiences.

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Bacardi Mojito's Words::::
"my owner called me Mojito when I lived with him. then some other men named me Bacardi. i put both words together and called myselfBACARDI MOJITO. surprisingly, i loved both my homes until the men were killed or taken off. i am now a SHADOW clinging to the darkness. i preferred to stay low. i spent FOUR years as a pet, and now i am alone. i have no home, i am a STRAY but a proud stray. i have a SHY and ANTI-SOCIAL nature. my heart and soul are my most important tools. i was born in the PUPPYMILL"

IN BRIEF

THE NAME GAME:Bacardi Mojito
THE ALIAS: Bacar, Mojo, B.M.
BEGAN THE JOURNEY:Four years ago
MY FEELINGS:

[/S]Shy. Nervous. Lonely
MY DOMAIN:[/S] The city and suburbs of HARLOW.

A lover to another?
Maybe some day....

Secretly Admiring....?
No one.

Allies
Stray dog pack

Disgusted by -enemies-
No one.

Heritage...
Breeding Female x Stud Male

Temper of it all
Shy. Loving. Anti-social. Caring. Quiet. Gentle.

The Past::
Bacardi was born in a shady barn, a puppymill, where giant breed dogs were massed produced. His mother, Fifty-Four as the humans called her, was one of the primary breeding females. His father had been Sire Twenty, a fawn and black Dane. His mother was a silver-blue dane, he got his mother's genes.

He was born in a litter of six; two blacks;two fawns; one merle; and little blue Bar. He was sold to a large man who staked him out in the backyard and paid him no attention. As he grew older, the human called him 'Mojito'. Mojito liked to be by himself, and liked the human who occasionally felt affections for him. When he was two years old, the human moved him into the house.

They lived a peaceful life until Mojito's owner was murdered by some men wanting drug money. Mojito was taken by them during the night of the murder, and named 'Bacardi'. They used him as a drug-house guard dog. Mojito dubbed himself, Bacardi Mojito. The men just called him Bacar. Those men were soon arrested, and Bacar was taken in by some abusive neighbors, and Bacardi ran away from them, to roam the streets alone..

Now he has been asking for acceptance into Darthyn's pack.




Bacardi Mojito's Quotage::...::...

My heart and soul would go into you. I would devote everything to you. You would be my World, and I would revolve around you.-Mates

I am embarrassed. Are you embarrassed? Then let us be embarrassed TOGETHER..-Crushes

Violence is not my nature. But I will not tolerate any harm done to my family or friends.-Enemies

Our friendship would be true. Loyal and Pure. I would protect you as you would protect me.-Allies

My heart and soul are devoted to you. Forever and ever again..-Family

My past was fun, but distressing. But now I look to the future, and hope things will look brighter...-Past Experiences.

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Cal's Words::::
"my human owner calledCALYPSO. she knew I was unique of quality and of mind. Many call meCAL as a nickname. i'm a PET., but my owner is long gone.. i was not born to hate. i was not born to despair. i spent SIX years under a roof, but now my future is unsure. i am a pet, but i have no home, i am a STRAY now, but still a proud pet. i have a CALM and REASONABLE nature. my brain and soul are my most important tools. i was born in the KENNELS"

IN BRIEF

THE NAME GAME:Calypso
THE ALIAS:Cal
BEGAN THE JOURNEY:Six years ago
MY FEELINGS:

[/S]Docile. Calm. Reasonable
MY DOMAIN:[/S] The city and suburbs of HARLOW.

A lover to another?
Due to the loss of his Tervuren mate, probably not....

Secretly Admiring....?
No one

Allies
The owned pets of Hawthorne

Disgusted by -enemies-
No one

Heritage...
Spark Tervuren x Stud Tervuren

Temper of it all
Calm. Quiet. Collected. Peaceful. Wise

The Past::


Calypso was borne to Ch. MACh. Marcelline's Sparked Special, or Spark as his mother was called. His father was a privately owned stud dog, so he only knew his name, Fen. Calypso's tarnished gray coat with the black mask made him a prime candidate for the show ring. As a puppy he did his training and learned very fast, and soon he was in his first show. He won Best of Puppy and Best of Dog. Once his first year of life, he added a CDX and a Ch. to his name. He conquered Best of Breed at the Harlow National Dog Championships. He was a stunner. When he turned two, Marcelline, or Marcy his Mistress, studded him out. He was a regular in demand.

But Marcy had purchased a female Tevuren. She was 2 also. She was quite shy and she was beautiful to Cal. He loved her immediately with an intense passion. She loved him too. Her name was Crystalline. She was gorgeous.....

They created many litters together, winners and stars. Five of his sons become police dogs, and many of his daughters were show quality.

But cancer took his beautiful mate, Crystalline developed it in her bone. She died a few months during treatment.

Calypso sprouted gray hairs around his muzzle after that.

Now retired, Cal is a humble pet.



Calypso's Quotage::...::...

She was something more than special to me. I am sorry if I do not love you with the passion I gave to my Crystalline. She was my soul-mate, and I am a veteran now. I am not looking for love... -Mates

Be forewarned, I am older and more in love with my dead mate than a live one. So please, my heart is fragile, and not meant to be broken....-Crushes

A good rival is an honest one.-Enemies

I'll be beside you still I fade away, my strength in yours, my cunning in yours. I am forever faithful.-Allies

There is no amount of love or explanation I can give to describe what I feel for the family of mine.-Family

I cannot move on. I can see her face looking at mine. I cannot move on.-Past Experiences.

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Artex's Words::::
"my humans called me DRAEGAN.But when they vanished I called myself ARTEX, Art as a nickname, because of the of the strange context of name. i'm a FOLLOWER... of Nava, the Domestic's Leader. i was not born to please you. i was not born to care. i spent NINE months under the sun, and still raring. i am a member and i have a home with Nava, i am an ORIGINAL of Nava's followers. i have a Spirited and Fiery nature. youth clouds my wisdom, but I am a loyal canine. i was born in the SUBURBS"

IN BRIEF

THE NAME GAME:Artex
THE ALIAS:Old Name: Draegan
BEGAN THE JOURNEY:Nine months ago
MY FEELINGS:

[/S]Fierce. Spirited. Proud.
MY DOMAIN:[/S] The Domestic's Pack.

A lover to another?
Maybe some day....

Secretly Admiring....?
None

Allies
The Domestic's Pack, Nava and the gang

Disgusted by -enemies-
Stray Dog Pack

Heritage...
Unknown Female x Unknown Male

Temper of it all
Proud. Confident. Spirited. Froggy. Independent. Rough.

The Past::


W.I.P.



Artex's Quotage::...::...
WIP