Post by Violet[♪] on Aug 10, 2008 23:25:41 GMT -5
Cedar
You can call me crazy
You can call me crazy
Name: Cedar
Age: Just under a year
Breed: Shiba Inu
Eyes: Dark Brown
Pelt: Most of Cedar's pelt is black. His muzzle is creamy tan, extending from the bridge of his nose to the sides of his face in a scooped half circle. Above his eyes are two circles of the same shade, as well as a thick crescent on his chest. There are socks extending halfway up his legs of a slightly darker shade. The fur itself is medium length and very soft, slightly longer on his curled tail, and a bit rougher.
Gender: Male
Personality: Cedar is a very high energy young male, he's inquisitive and somewhat headstrong. He's not easily intimidated, as there hasn't been much in his life so far to prove that he isn't invincible. Towards other pups of his age, he takes charge and likes to act as leader. Towards older dogs he shows little respect, not seeing the difference between himself and them. He's often disregarded and treated as an annoying pest.
When opportunity to do something he obviously shouldn't be doing arises, he takes it and doesn't think until later. If he got himself into a fight Cedar wouldn't back down until his opponent's jaws were at his throat.
History: Cedar is too young to remember the events which shattered the city. He was born about 3 years after they occurred in an abandoned apartment. His parents left the city after Cedar seemed able to take care of himself, which left him crushed. They were gone before he even noticed, and he still believes they are somewhere in the city looking for him and that he needs to scour every square inch of land in order to find them.
Picture: <3
Mate: None
Nymph
I ain't no damsel in distress
I ain't no damsel in distress
Name: Nymph
Age: 7 years
Breed: Border Collie Mix (possible saluki or borzoi heritage)
Eyes: Dark brown, almost black
Body: Her fur is quite silky and long. The base is raven black, and long. It's somewhat wavy but not poofy or greasy. Her body and face is slim, possibly saluki-like. Her ears are quite border collie-ish though, being folded and feathery around the ends. Her muzzle is snow capped, white above her nose, becoming an orangey brown as it extends down to her cheek bone. Her eyebrows are dotted with large brown circles of the same color, and her legs are adorned with stockings extending halfway up her legs.
She's very willowy and thin, her legs look almost fragile, and her paws are small and dainty. She has a great sloping barrel chest, containing huge lungs, great for running. Part of her tail was severed in an accident, it's now only about 6 inches long.
She's got several several silver studs on each ear flap, not heavy enough to weigh them down. There's also a dull looking grayish band on her back right leg with a few letters and numbers engraved in.
Gender: Female
Personality: (Slightly Adult) Well, Nymph is a bit crazy, but she's OK. She's sarcastic, but in an interesting mix of motherly and patronizing. She usually has good intentions, and isn't outwardly malicious, but tends to be somewhat snappish. She doesn't have much patience and won't put up with a lot of crap before throwing up her hands (so to speak) and leaving. She sees pretty much everyone as equal, but then again not. She isn't judgmental in the way that when she sees someone young she thinks "immature," or someone old and thinks "losing it," but rather upon meeting someone new just waits until they do something stupid to see them as a lower life form.
Nymph has a prominent sex-drive. When she sees someone she likes, she practically attaches herself to them until she gets what she wants (-cough-). She's not so much clingy as incredibly horny. She doesn't become so attached to her object of affection that she needs them, or can't live without them.
History: Nymph was born in a humane society crate, along with several other pups. Most of the pups either died or were adopted at some point, but Nymph grew ill and wasn't up for adoption until she was about 6 months, already having shed most of her endearing puppiness by then.
The shelter grew over-run with puppies and kittens that spring, barely giving the older dogs, such as Nymph any chance to be adopted. Nymph was treated kindly by workers, as well as foster homes she went into, but wasn't given full attention because off all the other animals who had needs as well.
Nymph was transfered to a different shelter in the winter of that year. It had less animals, and she was able to get better treatment. Over the winter months she has several foster homes, but no takers. The following spring there was another explosion of animals. The shelter couldn't take the overflow, and was close to having to euthanize.
Then suddenly, Nymph was adopted. Along with about twenty other dogs, and probably even more cats she was pushed into a rather comfortable crate and carefully placed in a van.
When the van stopped she was slid out, only half conscious and blinking in the sun. The crate was stacked above some sort of terrier, and bellow a yowling cat. They were placed on some sort of transportation vehicle and driven through brightly lit hallways.
As it turns out they were a commercial product testing company. Luckily for Nymph she was not in a medical or chemical unit. She had lighter, less damaging products. Such as painfully acidic bugspray, horrible perfumes, and blinding airborne odor 'eliminators'. Fortunately enough she wasn't exposed to any excruciating vivisection, but her torture was enough to leave her with a bit of a grudge towards humanity in general.
Eventually her use as a guinea pig ended. She'd been exposed to so many products the testers weren't sure how new things would react to what was already done to her, at which point she was unceremoniously (and without much regard for the rules) dumped outside, with nothing but a dull steel band, a few bald spots, and some nasty chemical burns to show for it. Since then most of her wounds have healed, and her fur filled in the missing patches.
Picture:*
Mate: None
Rank: Loner, for now
Other: Theme Song "Cloud Blood" -Ani DiFranco. Love that song c:[/right][/size]
Mel
I am thirty two flavors and then some
I am thirty two flavors and then some
Name: Mel
Age: 2 years
Breed: English springer spaniel
Eyes: Light brown, sort of hazel
Body: Mel is stocky, but not fat like most of her breed. her fur is long and slightly wavy, most of which is white. Her head is brown (including the ears) with a white muzzle extending into a thin blaze to the top of her forehead. Her muzzle is flecked with a slightly lighter shade of brown. She has a black saddle marking of her back and small flecks of brown dotted around the rest of her body. Around her neck is a light pink chain.
Gender: Female
Personality: Mel is somewhat crude, but a sweetheart deep down. She's got a tough exterior, but she's just hiding her sensitivity. She's very fair and likes to see others as equal, but will never admit she's wrong. She's generally even-tempered and has a great sense of humor with a light heart. She often seems a bit edgy, and doesn't take kindly to being insulted.
She's a good fighter, although she's not massively strong or large there's a balance of cunning, strength, and speed that makes her a worthy opponent.
History:*Mel was born on a farm in Texas. She was trained to hunt with the farmer in a pack of about five other dogs (her parents, sister, and two other dogs who weren't related to her). She also spent also spent a lot of time picking fights with young coyotes who were dumb enough to wander into a ranch with six dogs living there. She eventually grew bored of chasing coyotes and retrieving ducks and found herself wandering the country. Mel has actually visited quite a lot of places, although when she caught word of an empty city she was instantly intrigued.
Picture:* <3
Mate: None so far.
Rank: Alpha of the Dirt.
Other:* Mel has a light pink chain on her neck with a heart shaped tag that has 'Mel' engraved on it as well as the address of her home in Texas.
She also has a strong Texan accent ^_^