Post by sonny on Oct 6, 2005 7:32:35 GMT -5
Name: Sonny
Age: 2 1/2
Breed: Siberian Husky
Gender: Male
Discription: Typical husky, red in color. Deep, dark, amber colored eyes. Huge wolf-like paws.
Personality: Very rebelious. Follows the beat of his own drum. Quiet, yet at times is very outspoken and will speak whatever is on his mind. Has to have the last word, a bit aggressive at times and will lash out at others who are making him angry. He also tends to keep his inner feelings to himself but when too much gets bottled up he's a mess of mixed emotions.
History: Sonny strated out on the troubling side of life. Apparently, his father was a pure-blooded wild Gray Wolf and had mated with is mother. His owners, Rachel and Mark, just thought their prized Siberian Husky, Blue, was gaining "winter" weight since the harsh Alaskian winter was fast approaching. But boy, were they in for a surprise when that cold, cold, winter day they went to check on the dogs and they found Blue huddled up with six tiny puppies. All but one looking like wolves. They were furious that their, top notch, prize winning dog had mated with a lowly, ugly, wolf. So only a week after the birth, they took five of the pups and drowned them in the river. Sonny was the only one left behind sine he was 'normal' and didn't look like his brothers and sisters. He didn't look like a...wolf. He would never forget the sound of his mother, crying and howling as she watched her pups die...one by one. At the age of one his mother died, she was just not the smae since the death of the pups. She even pushed away Sonny and ignored him. His aunt, Autumn, had to care care of him along with her three pups. So then he decided to leave his 'pet' life at the young age of 1 1/2 and run away. Far, far, away. Into the woods.....
RP Sample: The flash of red fur streaked through the trees. Sonny sat there staring out into the city, the street and the busy cars zooming by. He sighed, for six long sons he had been alone. And it was getting to his head, he missed having a constaint companion and someone there to watch his back. To make sure he was okay. He sighed and stalked out of the trees and walked into the city..hoping to find a freind or two.
Age: 2 1/2
Breed: Siberian Husky
Gender: Male
Discription: Typical husky, red in color. Deep, dark, amber colored eyes. Huge wolf-like paws.
Personality: Very rebelious. Follows the beat of his own drum. Quiet, yet at times is very outspoken and will speak whatever is on his mind. Has to have the last word, a bit aggressive at times and will lash out at others who are making him angry. He also tends to keep his inner feelings to himself but when too much gets bottled up he's a mess of mixed emotions.
History: Sonny strated out on the troubling side of life. Apparently, his father was a pure-blooded wild Gray Wolf and had mated with is mother. His owners, Rachel and Mark, just thought their prized Siberian Husky, Blue, was gaining "winter" weight since the harsh Alaskian winter was fast approaching. But boy, were they in for a surprise when that cold, cold, winter day they went to check on the dogs and they found Blue huddled up with six tiny puppies. All but one looking like wolves. They were furious that their, top notch, prize winning dog had mated with a lowly, ugly, wolf. So only a week after the birth, they took five of the pups and drowned them in the river. Sonny was the only one left behind sine he was 'normal' and didn't look like his brothers and sisters. He didn't look like a...wolf. He would never forget the sound of his mother, crying and howling as she watched her pups die...one by one. At the age of one his mother died, she was just not the smae since the death of the pups. She even pushed away Sonny and ignored him. His aunt, Autumn, had to care care of him along with her three pups. So then he decided to leave his 'pet' life at the young age of 1 1/2 and run away. Far, far, away. Into the woods.....
RP Sample: The flash of red fur streaked through the trees. Sonny sat there staring out into the city, the street and the busy cars zooming by. He sighed, for six long sons he had been alone. And it was getting to his head, he missed having a constaint companion and someone there to watch his back. To make sure he was okay. He sighed and stalked out of the trees and walked into the city..hoping to find a freind or two.
Boo Berry