Post by { A M A Y A } on Sept 14, 2012 13:09:48 GMT -5
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[/color]dakota! ![/i][/color][/color][/font]hate me in ways... ways hard to swallow....
hate me for all the things I didn't do... for you
[/center]i'm sending you away tonight, put you on a bird's strong wing
and i forget, how fragile are the very strong
BREED;
SAMOYED X SIBERIAN HUSKY
DESCRIPTION;;
He has the general appearence of a full blooded Samoyed, though his siberain husky in him makes him a bit taller than a samoyed. His eyes have a husky like touch, they are a dark and stunning dark ocean blue. They look almost black at a first glance, but you can still see the blue in them. They are something that he could use to look you directly in the eyes and lie to you wish. His tail is always curled up and laying gently over his back. He has a very fluffy pelt. His ears stand up and very rarely will you see them pressed against his dial.
PERSONALITY;;
Introduction:
He has had a few bad experiences in his life. He has gone through a good deal of pain. He knows what it is like to have all hope taken away, to have your heart ripped up in a million different piece, to loose everything that you have and still have to walk around with your head held high. He knows how it feels to have to hold it all inside, and that you can never keep it in for long, it all comes pouring out eventally. How it feels to think you'll never survive and when you finally do pull through the one you always needed it gone, so you leave and when they come to you you've moved on. He is one that doesn't like showing his emotions, so he never does.
In General:
He carrings himself gently, gracefully, and quietly. His general appearence giving him the looks of being cold or distant, which he is at first. He don't like letting other dogs get to close, the thought scares him a little seeing as he has been hurt numerous times before. He is smart, clever, witty, and he hardly ever finds him self at a loss of what to say. He is quick on his feet, and with is words. Always thinking things through his head before he acts and speaks. He is able to keep his calm and looks at things from all angles and all points of view. Looking at many different soultions and their outcomes. He gives great advice, but generally tries not to.
With the Faes:
He is a little cold a first, he was hurt badly a few times, for this, he dont let alot of them get close. If he ever does get a mate it will be one big project for her to try and get close enough for him to ask. He doesn't really trust emotions or faes to much because he knows that lust is in the picture, and he knows that even though true love exist out there, not everyone finds their one and only. When faes at least get to be his friend, he opens up a bit more and is always there for them. He hates seeing them get hurt and will probably end up fighting if one of them did get hurt in front of him unless he had a few minutes to think things through. He is a bit of a hopeless romantic. Always catching peoples eyes and heart even when he doesnt meant to. He tries his best not to hurt them though.
With Brutes:
He doesnt really care if they are around of not for he is a calm and collected dog. He isn't one to start a fight, never tries to get into them. He gets along with them, but doesn't trust them. It never shows that he doesnt trust them though. He is always a bit wary around them, epecially if there is a femora that he likes alot with them. He never shows his emotions.
With Pups:
He likes them, loves them really, but it would honestly be the last thing for anyone to expect. He would love to have some of his own one day, but at the same time he isn't so sure that it would be a good idea. He doesnt want to let them end up like him, and thinks that if they are honestly his blood pups than they will. He is very careful not to get to close to them and his excuse is that he doesnt like being around pups, they are to hyper.
Other:
He loves watching the sun set and rise and loves being in romantic situations, though he would never admit it unless he had a crush on the dog he was with. It is very hard to get that close to him. However if you approach him he isn't going to be all rude, but he isnt going to try to keep you around either. He doesn't like speaking of his past and won't speak of it most of the time. He will most of the time change the topic in a way that lets you know not to bring it back up.
HISTORY;;
He has had his share of bad experiences. He has been hurt and hurt again, on many different occasions. To tell his story, you would need to start from when he was merely a fetus, in his mothers womb.
Before the Womb:
His mom and his dad were street dogs. Both had lived the loved life, the life of a show dog, until they became strays. His dad was a rapist and his mom justs a slut. They never thought about the results of their actions nor did they care to. They didnt give a damn what came out of what they did. His mom had never had a litter, and she was eager for sex, welcomeing it anytime it came to her. She would occassionally jump a fence that would led to a male house dog that was starved of sex just to get it, knowing that it wouldn't give a damn if it never saw her again. Though she had had sex while she was in heat plently of times, she never got pregnant, it was the gods working in favor for the earth according to all the other dogs that were on the streets and had enough sense not the be like her. His dad was a rapist who worked his way around the streets. He had heard of Dakota's mom and went out in search for her one day. He was a pure bred husky and he had heard that she was a pure bred to. He had never been able to find another like him and though he knew he wouldnt be raping her, at least it would be worth it. He knew that the Bitch had never had a litter, and didn't really care if she had his. Though he throughly knew her reputation and if she hadn't had a litter yet than the chance of her having his was quite unlikely. Once he found her he learned she was a samoyed and let her tease him, surprized by the fact that she didn't want sex, not this time. She claimed that she had a bad feeling about it, that something bad would come out of it for one of them, little did he know that she was right. He decided that he had came there for it, and he was going to get it, so he mounted. She had faught him a bit, though in the end he won. After he was done, she was pretty much bruised almost everywhere, she was bleeding from numerous bites, and didnt have much energy to move. A few hours later that same night Dakota's dad was hit by a car. As for his mom, a lady and took her in and nursed her back to health, claiming that it was one of the kids in the neighborhood who had done it.
In the Womb and The escape from the Womb:
His mom was now a house pet, though she hated it. She just knew that she had to stay here until the pups where old enough, than she would be gone, leaving them here. Her new owner had taken her to the vets and they had stuck her with all kinds of needles and they even put a muzzle on her after she growled at them. When she gave birth she was outside, and she was as quite as she could be about it seeing as her owner was still asleep and when she was sure she was through she let out a howl and jumped the fence, hoping that it was enough to get the owner awake. It was 5 AM and she usually didnt wake up until 6. [his first hurt] With that his mom was gone, never looking back. Straight back to her street life as a whore. He was born first and was the only to survive. They weren't discovered until 6 AM when the owner finally got up and searched the yard for his mom. The woman called him Dakota and they went straight to the vets office, where she learned that she could bottle feed him. From that day on, he learned to like man kind.
Afterword:
He grew up and longed for adverture outside of the yard where the humans kept him. One day the owners took him somewhere in the car, there were many cages and it seemed that there were alot of dogs there. When they got in the signed some paper and some strangers took his collar off, handing it to the lady. The strangers seem a bit disappointed in the woman as they lead him back to a cage and put him in. He stayed there for a few days, before the other dogs told him what had happened. He had been abandoned. He never really gave up the hope than his humans would return, he missed and loved them greatly.. [his second hurt] Soon a wild dog had come into the place and broke a few of them out. One was Dakota, at the age 1 year two months. The dog taught him the ways of the street. Taught him how to fight.
After her left the dog that helped him, he went back to his owners house to find that they had moved. Dakota stayed near that house for a while, until his best friend Ryan (the dog that saved him) came to find him. They talked about humans, Ryan tolerated them... wasn't the kind to cuddle up along side one of the two legged. Dakota, ... Dakota loved humans though. Occasionally he would sneak to the parks to play with their two legged pups. There was one house that would constantly feed him and Ryan and in turn, Dakota vowed to try to protect them as well.
One day he met this girl and he told her how he felt, they became mates and trusted eachother with everything, after he had given up everything for her, she left him for his best friend. [two hurts in one]. He had meet her when he was a year and four months only to lose her when he was two years and seven months. He moved on, learned to get over her and not to trust faes or brutes for that matter. Him and his best friend stopped talking as well. He then left there "gang" and gave serious thought on what had happened. He left the past in the past form that point on.
The events of his life shaped him and made him who he is today, and that isnt very likey to change
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3 Years | Dwellers Alpha
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