Atka ("King") male, 6 years, king shepherd, retired military working dog. He'll be the alpha of the dog pack when it's formed
Male || King Shepherd || Six years
Retired military working dog
It would all start in the big city. A morning like any other.
Constant traffic of car horns blaring, people always bustling down the streets, the noise of a city in the early morning. Atka doesn't mind the ruckus of the city. The retired USMC dog is much too used to constant noise to be annoyed by it now. The truly enormous male is in the living room while the noises drift in through the open window. Laying at the feet of his human, Natalia, and her mate, Connor, while they sit on the couch together to watch TV. Natalia and Connor's little seven-year-old pup, Layla, plays on the rug at the center of the room and Atka keeps a watchful eye on her as she builds a tower out of colorful wood blocks. The TV drones on in the background about meteor showers later in the morning.
The king shepherd switches his attention away from Layla, and up to Natalia. His beloved human, who he had once walked the warzone with. Even now, both of them wear their tags and always do, hers on a chain around her neck and his clipped to the sturdy green camo collar around his own. He flicks soulful amber eyes to Connor, his human's mate. Atka likes him too, and has come to be just as protective of him as he is of Natalia. And finally back to Layla, the human pup. He loves her as if she were his own pup. He swears he'll do anything to keep all three of them safe from whatever tries to harm them. And the scarred war dog just can't shake the feeling that this oath will be put to the test very soon. Atka sighs heavily and lays his head on the floor.
And the very next second, the whole house shakes with a thunderous KABOOM from the back yard and the sound of glass shattering bursts through the back of the house. Atka whips his head up with a growl, baring his teeth as he leaps up and trots to the back door. Natalia is hot on his heels, with Connor scooping up a frightened Layla. Both dog and woman freeze side by side as they come across the back windows shattered and glass littering the floor. Natalia creeps forward as Atka follows protectively at her heels, growling lowly. She opens the back door. Sitting in what used to be a fenced in back yard, is a giant smoking crater, the impact of a startlingly large meteor having taken out the whole back yard and the shockwave knocking out the windows. Slowly, Atka looks up at the sky and dread wrenches his gut.
Thousands of red streaks are hurtling down toward Earth from the sky. Thousands of meteors just like the one that blasted his back yard away. Natalia doesn't say anything, she turns and runs back inside. The retired military working dog hurriedly follows, reaching the living room to see Natalia pushing Connor holding Layla in his arms towards the door while yelling that they have to get out of the city right now. Natalia swivels to call him to her, "Atka, van!" The dog runs ahead to the door which Connor jerks open. Atka runs out ahead of them, and this is the only thing that saves him from death as he halts and turns to wait for his humans by their car.
A sudden flash of light blinding him, a cacophony of noises exploding in his ears, bursts of searing heat on his fur, a shockwave knocking him off his paws. Everything goes black as the next meteor strikes his home, instantly burying his family in rubble and sending Atka skidding across across the pavement. All across the city, more meteors start to batter the Earth and send buildings crashing down. Atka lays dazedly in the driveway to his family's house, just barely clinging to consciousness as he watches and hears and feels the downfall of the city he calls home.
The end is here.
Welcome to the new age.
I'LL TAKE MY THRONE
LAY IT ON A MOUNTAIN
AND MAKE MYSELF A KING