The form is up and I will finish my forms later tonight.
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Age: 4 Years
Breed: German Shepherd
Rank: Beta Female
Pack: Junkyard Paack
Appearance Description: A rather short furred german shephard with a slim and docile looking face. Fang stands a bit taller then most her breed and is heavily muscled. She has a rather noticeable bite mark scar on her left shoulder. Has a crook in her tail from a break when she was younger.
Personality: Fang’s a no nonsense type of dog, she takes herself seriously and is very prideful. She’s stern and exceedingly stubborn about her own ideals. She has a code of honor that she upholds and lives by. She fights fair and shames those who don’t. She’s fiercely protective of her loved ones and is hellbent on keeping them safe. She does have a habit of putting there needs before anyone else. She’s not an enemy you want to make as she regardless if she’s weaker will stop at nothing until you are defeated. She hates cowards.
Believes a dogs duty is to obey every command their owner or higher up orders of them. She feels dogs should bare whatever humans do to them no matter what. This morality often puts her at odds with her fellow packmates and even her own code of right and wrong.
She is a bit to quick to jump into a fight which gives her a pretty violent reputation. If you bare through her harshness and earn her respect you’ll find a loyal dog. One that has a crass sense of humor and enjoys taking things easy when she can. She’ll practically do anything to keep her friends happy and the pack balanced.
History: Fang was once served as a guard dog for a owner who in every sense of the word was a criminal. She served faithful and without fear or rationality she did as she was told and never questioned it. Nor does she really question it now. She was just happy to be of use and she still looks fondly back on those days. That ended though, as her owner had winded up getting shot and dying and Fang not knowing what to do when confronted with such a predicament turned tail and ran. Eventually winding up in the junkyard where she’s spent her days since.
Likes: Fighting/Sparring, The Sun, Exploring, Training, Tracking
Dislikes: Loudness, Dishonorable dogs, Cowards, Wary of strangers, Insubordination, Rain
Strengths: Physically Strong, Good Swimmer, Loyal, Resourceful
Weaknesses: Horrible Planner, Battle-Hungry, Harsh, Cannot be stealthy
Family: No-one of note
Crush/Mate/Pups: Open for development / None / None
Plot Ideas: Maybe a dog who’s trying to overthrow the Alpha also wants to claim more territory. Such as attacking the pet-Pack or random stray packs
Other: quick question are the Betas Mates?
Breed: Kishu Inu
Rank: Pack Member
Appearance Description: Soul is a pretty chubby dog. He’s definitely pampered and fed well, he takes great pride in his fur. He’s unscarred and his only defining trait is his collar and gray eyes.
Personality: Soul is a vain dude, he has some major pride issues and can be labeled a bit of a narcissist. He has a upkeep and prefers to keep himself prim and proper. Regardless of that he rarely is cruel to others regardless of certain stereotypes, he doesn’t really force his views or pressure others into following his drum. He just enjoys making himself look and feel good. He’s pretty laid back and doesn’t get angry easily, he’s docile and quite easy to get along with.
He’s very open about his emotions and has no qualms with expressing it rather it be exitment, disgust or distress. He wears his heart on his sleeve. He’s also a pacifist and hates fighting even refusing to fight whatsoever even if he gets hurt. He likes to joke around and keeps things lighthearted when he can, he doesn’t mind things happening at his expense if it benefits the pack.
History: A pedigree born into lavishness, he’s lived (and lives) pretty comfortably never going through any real trauma. He stayed with his mothers owners and is often taken to the park where he’s gotten aquatinted with the pack.
Likes: Being groomed, Being praised, Himself, Majority of his packmates, Loves to run, Frisbee, Hunting
Dislikes: Fighting, Getting Dirty,
Strengths: Very fast, Decent stamina, Hunting
Weaknesses: Can’t fight, Swimming, Vainness, Naiive, Not the brightest
Family: Snow (Mother), Li (Father), Cotton (Sister), Chi-Chi (Sister)
Crush/Mate/Pups: Open for developement/ None / None
Plot Ideas: -
Age: 1 1/2 years
Breed: German Shepherd
Colton stands at about 25 inches tall, and weighs about 80 pounds. He's built strong, with stocky shoulders and a broad chest. His back is at a slant, typical of the German Shepherd breed, however it isn't as prominent as it is in some. His fur is medium length, and it's primarily black on his middle section and face, while his chest, legs, and back end takes the brown. His tail is fluffy, and mainly black in color. His eyes are round, and dark brown in color. He has a long pink tongue, and erect ears that are mainly black in color.
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His personality combines the elements of caution, tenacity, and the need for security with an outgoing and independent demeanor. He relates to the ideals of others, but in a very practical and realistic sense. He can bring out confidence in even the meekest dogs. He is a very upfront and sometimes brutally honest dog, and he expects the same from the ones he associates himself with. When he detects falsities and insincerity in others, the sensitive and defensive side of his personality appears. Pettiness and jealousy repels him. More or less, he lives by his own rules, and he is often trying to live up to the ideals and goals he sets for himself. While he is very polite and tactful, he also has no problems being firm and definite. He never shows weakness and he is never timid.
He was born in the streets of a completely different city, to two German Shepherd strays. They were originally pets that ran away from their abusive owners. He was raised with five other siblings. He stuck around for only a few months of his life, before his need for a change started to become prominent. His parents would never let him go far on his own, so that was why he left in secret. To this day, he still doesn't know what came of his parents or his brothers and sisters. He traveled through many towns and cities, never being able to settle for more than a month. Currently he's in the city of the Junkyard Dogs, undecided on when he'll leave and move on.
Likes: Broad and philosophical conversation, going on adventures, causing mischief, good humor, honesty, chasing pretty much anything, sunny weather, freedom and being on his own.
Dislikes: Being restricted, tyranny or dictatorship, being challenged, people, liars or those who are underhanded, difficult or awkward communications, routine, and staying in one place.
Strengths: Defending himself, fighting in general, clever tactics, strategy, and tracking.
Weaknesses: Sympathy, sensitivity, being in charge of a group, and working in a team.
Family: It is unknown whether his family or his other siblings are still alive.
Plot Ideas: Perhaps the two alphas of the two packs try to work together to bring peace to the pets and the junkyard dogs, so that everyone can be satisfied. (Idk xD)
Age: 4 1/2 Years
Breed: Collie Mix
Rank: Night Watcher
Pack: The Junkyard Pack
Appearance Description: Cosmo is a slender-figured sheepdog. He stands 22 inches at the shoulder and weighs approximately 35 pounds. Cosmo has medium length fur which grows longer on his throat, chest, tail, and the backs of his legs. His fur is soft and silky, and holds a pleasant (albeit a little foreign) scent. He is white with black patches. His face is rather plain, with a long, broad muzzle and a shallow forehead. He has 'panda' spots over both of his eyes and his folded ears which are black as well. His eyes are round, glossy, and dark brown. He constantly holds himself highly alert at all times, with a sharp gaze, perked ears, and a tail held high.
Personality: Cosmo is cautious, superstitious, and relentlessly loyal. He will stop at nothing to protect his Pack. He is rather conservative when it comes to changing things, and he would prefer that everything stays the same. He has a deep-rooted racism towards pets and humans, as he had some bad encounters with them as a pup. Cosmo takes his duties as a Night Watcher very, very serious. He is slow to trust anyone (especially newcomers), and always nervous that there will be war or a rebellion. Although dedicated to his rank, Cosmo is also a loyal and earnest friend. If you gain his trust and friendship, he's got your back through thick and thin. He does get anxiety, however, due to his high-alertness and suspicions. Especially if something major happens out of routine, it about throws him into a panic attack. He way overthinks everything and can be a nervous wreck at times, although he manages to pull himself together to get the job done.
History: Cosmo was born to a Stray mother along with four other black and white puppies. She raised her youngsters to be weary of the world, letting them know that few animals (including other dogs) like stray loners like themselves. She instilled the strong sense of mistrust and uncertainty in Cosmo which he retains to this day. When he was an adolescent, the collie found himself falling for a pretty little Pet spaniel, and despite his mother's warnings, he pursued his feelings for her. Long story short, she broke his little heart in two in the cruelest way possible, letting him know that a Pet such as herself could never stoop so low to love a dingy Stray like himself. From then on, Cosmo has despised pet dogs and their owners. At around his first year or two he managed to stumble into the Junkyard, where he finally found some acceptance among his peers. He has stayed loyally to them ever since.
Likes: His duties in the pack, hunting, nighttime, the sounds of owls, stars, strays (still has a bit of a soft spot for them), gentle rain, smell of flowers (especially on female dogs).
Dislikes: Pets, change, the unknown, prejudice against him for who he is (hypocritical, you right), fire, too hot of weather.
Strengths: Sensing danger, deciphering whether or not to trust someone, being watchful, his eyesight in general, running fast, hunting.
Weaknesses: Swimming (he would probably drown), anxiety, overprotective, really bad when dealing with change, a wreck around pretty females.
Family: Moon (his mother), Jasper (older brother), Rose (older sister), Tim (older brother), Aphrodite (older sister)
Plot Ideas: Open for plotting!
Other: None atm
Age: 6 Months
Breed: American Pit Bull Terrier
Rank: Pack Member / Pup
Pack: The Pets
Appearance Description: Gemini still has a lot of growing to do, as she hasn't quite filled into her true form. But, as for right now, she still holds onto her cuteness as a little puppy. She is short, round, and plump. She has stocky legs that hold up her barrel-shaped body. She is broad chested and will be rather buff. She has a tan pelt, complete with a black tail and mask. She has a white marking on her chest. She has a short, broad muzzle with a teeny black nose. She has large dark hazel eyes that always make her look sad. She has big floppy ears to complete her features, and her maw is always drawn in a resting frown (despite her usual happiness).
Personality: Gemini is happy-go-plucky. She is always in a great mood, and is always ready for adventure. She loves to play and socialize, and has oodles of energy. She loves meeting new dogs, and is extremely friendly. She tends to be a bit egocentric and thinks the world revolves around her, but she should grow out of that with maturity. She can be a little bit sassy and is well-known for her common eye rolls. Although she might act like she's better than you and treat you like your dumb, she really isn't that judgmental. As long as you have four legs and a tail she'd love to be pals with you.
History: Gemini was born to a local breeder in a litter of seven. She was raised very classy and grew up always getting what she wanted. She doesn't know what it's like to be hungry or to go without love and shelter. She was sold to her current family at around three months old and has been lovingly with them ever since. Her family has another dog (open! if anyone would like to be Gemini's housemate let me know!) who introduced her to the Pack of Pets. Of course, her adorableness and fun-loving personality won over the other dogs and she was quickly accepted in.
Likes: Playing, Meeting New Dogs, Running, Exploring, Sniffing Things, Chasing Birds, Her Humans, Her Pack, Children, Sand, Tall Grass.
Dislikes: Cats, Mean Dogs, Bad Smells, Hot Cement, Fish.
Strengths: Mainly tbd but she is currently rather tough and strong despite her small size and she is pretty smart as well
Weaknesses: Also tbd but she already isn't showing signs of being the best at hunting and she's not very loyal to her pack just yet
Family: Clarice (mother), Pongo (father), Crystal (older sister), Judy (older sister), Rudolph (older brother), Quinn (older sister), Ozzie (younger brother), Lola (younger sister)
Plot Ideas: Maybe her and Bear could be buddies eventually?
Other: There's another breed of dog that I feel like Gemini is but I can't remember what it's called aggg it's driving me crazy so if y'all know what it is PLEASE let me know
Pompey and Carmello are finished, Shishi is a wip.
Carmello's sister, Kiss, is open for adoption. She's a two year old, black doberman who serves as a nightwatcher.
Age: Two Years
Appearance: 27 in 71 lbs, standard, brown, youthful
Personality: Carmello is a loud, boisterous sort with little concept of personal space. she has the energy of a restless terrier who's been in locked up in a kennel all day, paired with her rather physical nature is often exercised via excessive chatter and engaging in roughhousing when she isn't out patrolling, and sometimes when she is. She's a proud sort, accepting any challenge that comes her way, for better or for worse, but is a good sport, finding more excitement in the action than the result. Although she can be stubborn once her mind is set, and in a similar vain she doesn't tolerate slander of the pack name and shifts from her typically light hearted self to a serious, suspicious sort ready to defend their honor. She's kind, but not the most observant about others, and often doesn't realize when she's overstepping, having to be told when to stop, making her rather disliked amongst the pack's less sociable members.
History: Carmello was the result of irresponsible owners who hadn't fixed their dogs, as such her owners had no plans for what to do with puppies, it was fortunate that there were only two of them. Once they were old enough Carmello and Kiss were handed over to the owners of the junkyard and the two quickly integrated into the pack. As dobermans they fit into the image of a junkyard dog, Carmello ended up taking to guarding her endless daytime energy serving her well in patrols, while her sister Kiss ended up as a nightwatch, her darker pelt giving her stealth under cover of night.
Likes: Rain, puddles, play fighting, and talking
Dislikes: Boredom, cigarettes, trespassers, and rain in her ears
Strengths: Energy, intimidation, agility, and friendly
Weaknesses: Strong scents, oblivious, over excitable, and competitive
Family: Mars Bar (father) Hershey (mother) Kiss (sister - open)
Crush/Mate/Pups: None / None / None
Plot Ideas: N/A
Age: Four Years Six Months
Breed: Chow Chow x Husky Mix
Rank: Pack Member
Appearance: 20 in 71 lbs, balanced, russet pie, blue tongue, stout, looser fur, softer ears
Crush/Mate/Pups: None / None / None
Name: Pompey "Fuzz"
Age: Six Years
Breed: Dutch Shepherd x Belgian Malinois
Appearance: Pompey is a fine example of a properly bred mutt, standing twenty four inches at the shoulder and weighing in at sixty six pounds she's perfectly healthy. She's got a sleek, compact stature with somewhat broad shoulders and a long narrow face, with a slanted muzzle for tracking suspects and big, alert ears. She's definitely maintained the muscle she gained from her policing days, appearing lean, but incredibly dense when touched. She bares a sleek coat flares out around her neck, and tufts at her elbows, chest, and tail, all colored in a smooth fawn brindle with a dark muzzle. Her eyes are a deep shade of brown, nearly dark enough to blend in with the fur around her eyes.
Personality: With her working class bloodline Pompey is a highly motivated dog, constantly on the move, and extremely disciplined. From her commander she barely needs a cue to know what to do, and she aims to be quick and efficient at whatever she pursues. Her training effects both the way in which she interacts with, and how she is perceived by other dogs. She stands straight, ears tilted forward, and her tail lightly raised at all times making her immediately identifiable as a dominant dog, this paired with unrelenting nature and reservation gives the impression that she is not the sort to mess around. Which is true to an extent, although it's more so that she never got the chance to learn how to relax, only ever interacting with her commander or the other police dogs, all of whom shared similar behaviors as her, but she could certainly loosen up given the opportunity. She's alert, and perceptive, usually able to tell when something is off, although she's not very good at placing the problem, and tends to be insensitive when it's more touchy feely. She requires a direct statement detailing how it's more of an emotional thing, and how it'd be nice if she could soften for just a moment. She finds it easy to find herself with some amount of loyalty to another, although this has no correlation to trust, and between her dominant nature and fondness for the park she has found herself very protective of the inhabitants and somewhat hostile towards outsiders who seek to disturb them. Although she has no personal qualms with either strays, and junkyard dogs, she actually commends the latter for their service.
History: The kennel in which Pompey was born specialized in working shepherds, and had a stable partnership with several police stations, predetermining Pompey's fate as a police dog. At four weeks she began leash training, and a couple weeks after began more formal practice along with socialization training. At eight months Pompey, along with one of her siblings and two pups from another litter, were bought out by the local police department and were quickly assigned to officers and attended the four weeks of training camp in which it was determined that she'd make for a good protection and attack dog, along with the other two dogs, while her sibling became a drug dog. After that she had a very routine life, living with her officer, training once or twice a day, sitting in the car on patrols, and the occasional adrenaline fueled chase after a crime suspect. With breeding like her's it was estimated that she'd have had at least four more years before retirement, but the process was accelerated when in a high stakes drug bust she got shot twice, once through her ear and again through her hind leg, right in her thigh. Afterwards she was retired, although she still lives with her officer, and went through training to adjust more smoothly into a low stakes lifestyle. She began going to the park, her assertive nature quickly establishing her as a leader type amongst the pet dogs, and found herself with a new purpose as beta. It was only recently that she became alpha after the previous ones moved.
Likes: Training treats, exploring, morning sunlight, and accomplishment
Dislikes: Staying inside, inactivity, trespassers, and disobedience
Strengths: Assertive, perceptive, tracking, fighting
Weaknesses: Relaxing, empathy, aggression, running
Family: Magnus (father) Remington (mother) Argos (brother) Cronan (brother) Calypso (sister)
Crush/Mate/Pups: None / None / None
Plot Ideas: N/A
I will wait for one more person to join and then I will make an RP thread. Do you guys want me to make a plotting thread?
finished forms. Added a few things to Fang and changed her history aswell.
Age: 4 years
Rank: Night Watcher
Pack: The Junkyard Pack
Appearance Description: Sasha is a dog of average build, her frame padded out slightly by her long fur. Her coat is of white shade, not entirely helpful to keep herself hidden in the dark though she's worked out how to hide herself while on watch. She stands at 24 inches and weighs in at 67 pounds and has chocolate brown eyes.
Personality: Due to her breed, Sasha finds working incredibly enjoyable and isn't a fan of sitting still, she is a hard worker and keeps at things until she's done. She is energetic and loves to be moving around doing something, whether that be her job, helping others or keeping the pups entertained. Sasha is viciously loyal to her pack and even more so to her friends, not a violent dog in the slightest she will happily do whatever necessary to protect her family and friends. She is very compassionate and loves to listen and help others, her calmness allowing others to settle in and speak their minds.
History: Sasha was picked up as a stray by a kind old man as a pup, he took her in and cared for her as she grew, even kind enough to allow her to stay inside. She eventually became something like a service dog, keeping an eye on him as his health slowly deteriorated, she knew the day would come when her friend would leave her but she stayed with him until he passed away in his sleep. His daughter would visit him daily, and so Sasha remained by his side until she arrived the next morning. The woman had her father taken care of and Sasha left his home after that, not willing to be sent anywhere else and preferring to keep her fond memories of her first owner with her. Her lone wandering brought her eventually to a new home at the Junkyard, quickly finding her way into the pack.
Likes: Clear nights, stargazing, rain, being busy, swimming, interacting with pups
Dislikes: Boring days, cloudy nights, hot weather, strangers
Strengths: Swimming, generally calm, enjoys being busy, loyal
Weaknesses: Somewhat overprotective, being idle, overly energetic, fighting
Family: Red (Father), Delilah (Mother), Sage (older brother), Maya (older sister), Blue (older brother)
Plot Ideas: Open for plotting~
@x harley x Sasha is accepted.
I will make the RP thread later on tonight when I get home.
Awesome, I can't wait! Btw I think a plotting thread would be a great idea, and I'll work on finishing Shishi tomorrow (if I'm not busy)