Post by Maybe ♫ on Jul 6, 2009 13:14:10 GMT -5
[/size][/blockquote]Frostbite
Doberman - six moons - male
The Basics
Name: Frostbite
Age: 6 moons
Breed: Doberman
Gender: Male
Allegiances
Pack: Central Urban
Rank: Member
Family by Chance
Mother: Lore (deceased)
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Family by Choice
Mate: None
Offspring: None
In-Depth
Appearance: Frost is big for his age, with large, clumsy paws and overlarge, floppy ears. He has typical Doberman conformation, with long legs and a lean figure, but there is one thing about Frostbite that sets him apart from others of his breed. He's albino. His eyes are a milky, pale blue, and his skin, including his paws and nose, are a beautiful silky pink. His fur is pure white, and he often gets sunburns during high summer. Because of this reason, Frost prefers to travel and hunt by night, earning him the nickname, the Night Ghost. Despite his youth, he is quite good at catching mice and other small prey.
Personality: He has abandonment issues. He doesn't trust easily, but when he does, he trusts with his whole heart. Having been born into such a horrible situation, he blames himself for his mother's death. Frostbite is an intelligent, ambitious, and dedicated pup, eager to prove himself to anyone who tells him he's not good enough because of the color of his coat. He knows he's different, so he tries three times as hard as any other dog, just to prove himself worthy.
History: Born to a rogue, Frostbite was a vagabond for most of his life. In the dead of winter, a heavily-pregnant Doberman named Lore stumbled into the Heartland, where she was found and questioned by a gang of rogues. She had multiple fractures and broken bones, and she died shortly after her arrival, during her whelping. When he was pushed through the birth canal, the massive pup shattered her already fractured pelvis, and she bled to death. His fur stained red, Frost came into the world wailing like any healthy pup should.
He was suckled by a rogue female. Of course a tiny pup could not be abandoned, so Frost was raised by rogues. His adoptive mother taught him well, and quickly he became a formidable fighter and hunter. He joined Central Urban Pack because he felt his life should have more meaning, although the rogues who raised him quickly shunned him for his decision to join a pack. Frost has always been a distant creature, like his rogue mother, he prefers to be alone, but he would never even think of leaving the clan or betraying them for any price.
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