Post by Sage on Nov 1, 2005 0:23:47 GMT -5
Name: Sage.
Age: 5.
Breed: German Shepherd.
Gender: Female.
Description:: Sage isn't the smallest dog around, nor is she the biggest - more of an average height. However, because of her life without a well-balanced nutrition, she isn't as filled out as most German Shepherds would be. Nothing too spectacular about her appearance, your general GS colours. Tan, with black around her muzzle and on her back.
Personality: Sage is rather cold when you first met her, and quite the little snob. However, once you open her up, she's quite friendly and once you've got her as a friend, you've usually got one for life. Sage is very protective, and will fight for anything she owns or feels is of meaning to her.
History: Sage has never known any life beyond the streets. Her mother was a street dog, her father is a street dog and the rest of her family probably descends from the same line. It's because of this life-long 'housing' situation that Sage is fairly self-sufficient, and knows her way around life.
RP sample: Sage slunk down the dark streets; yet another bad neighborhood that the humans hadn't bothered to put lights in yet. Not that it mattered, her vision was much better than any stupid human, and besides, she didn't really need her eyes for what she was looking for. That's why she had a nose - to sniff out food.
Tracking the scent of something, she jumped up on some garbage bags that were stacked in a pile, making her way to the top, and onto a dumpster. There, just resting on the dumpster lid itself, was a hot dog, still mostly warm and only a few bites taken from it. Talk about your lucky nights!
Grabbing it in her jaws, Sage jumped down from the dumpster and trotted across the street, into an alley. Once she was sure she was out of sight from the humans and anyone else who was going to try and still her dinner, she lay down and, grasping the bun behind her paws, dug in. Sometimes, it paid off to be a scavenger.
I apologize for this sad excuse for a profile, but my muse is slowly dying, due to school *shakes fist*. Would you like a boo berry?
Age: 5.
Breed: German Shepherd.
Gender: Female.
Description:: Sage isn't the smallest dog around, nor is she the biggest - more of an average height. However, because of her life without a well-balanced nutrition, she isn't as filled out as most German Shepherds would be. Nothing too spectacular about her appearance, your general GS colours. Tan, with black around her muzzle and on her back.
Personality: Sage is rather cold when you first met her, and quite the little snob. However, once you open her up, she's quite friendly and once you've got her as a friend, you've usually got one for life. Sage is very protective, and will fight for anything she owns or feels is of meaning to her.
History: Sage has never known any life beyond the streets. Her mother was a street dog, her father is a street dog and the rest of her family probably descends from the same line. It's because of this life-long 'housing' situation that Sage is fairly self-sufficient, and knows her way around life.
RP sample: Sage slunk down the dark streets; yet another bad neighborhood that the humans hadn't bothered to put lights in yet. Not that it mattered, her vision was much better than any stupid human, and besides, she didn't really need her eyes for what she was looking for. That's why she had a nose - to sniff out food.
Tracking the scent of something, she jumped up on some garbage bags that were stacked in a pile, making her way to the top, and onto a dumpster. There, just resting on the dumpster lid itself, was a hot dog, still mostly warm and only a few bites taken from it. Talk about your lucky nights!
Grabbing it in her jaws, Sage jumped down from the dumpster and trotted across the street, into an alley. Once she was sure she was out of sight from the humans and anyone else who was going to try and still her dinner, she lay down and, grasping the bun behind her paws, dug in. Sometimes, it paid off to be a scavenger.
I apologize for this sad excuse for a profile, but my muse is slowly dying, due to school *shakes fist*. Would you like a boo berry?