Post by Delillah on Jun 29, 2011 19:12:17 GMT -5
>>|Name|<<
Renegade
>>|Age|<<
18 Moons
>>|Alliance|<<
Stray
>>|Rank|<<
N/A
>>|Gender|<<
Male
>>|Description|<<
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Perhaps the strangest cat you've ever seen. Of course, that's because Renegade is no cat. He's a dog. About sixteen inches at the shoulders, he really isn't all that large; though his built is definitely a sturdy one. To specify a breed would be impossible -- the dog's a mutt. His coloration is a unique one, too; a deep rusty-gold splattered over him carelessly, with off-white beneath it. Along his limbs, the color spots, a bit diluted, but very much present. Traces of black can be found on his face -- which has a relaitvely long snout, ending with a black nose. Rene's ears are semi-upright. The right one stands a bit more, tipping over at the end, while the other flops mid-way. His tail is short, weather from docking or by birth is unknown. To finish up, his eyes are a sharp color -- a golden brown.
>>|Personality|<<
Bold and fiercely determined, there isn't much in life that intimidates him. Not quite two years old yet, he's still relatively young -- and it shows. Energetic at times, he's a bit much to handle; although, he really has a golden heart. Headstrong, however, 'no' is rarely an answer he understands. Though, with firm guidance, he shapes up to be a great dog. In hostile situations, he tends to turn slightly aloof and standoffish before actually being aggressive. Many find, given the chance, Rene is a total teddy bear. When it comes to hunting, the concept is mostly lost on him -- he'd much rather play with the prey than harm or kill it. At times, he seems clueless of his own power, thinking himself a chihuahua, rather than a muscular young mutt -- but when it counts, he's as gentle as a butterfly. Only when it counts.
>>|History|<<
Renegade was born on the streets -- his mother was a stray of questionable breed, and, well, any number of mutts and mixes could've been his father. Of course, born on the streets gave him a hard start to life, but the mother dog took care of her litter as best she could. Though, their numbers did decrease as the weeks passed. The poor girl could hardly feed herself, let-a-lone a whole litter.
Then, as happens with many street dogs, they were picked up by animal control, and sent off to the pound. Once old enough, it was up for adoption they went, and in a heart beat, each and every pup as gone. Rene was no exception to this. He wound up going home with a nice couple, captured by those deep golden eyes. However, they didn't seem to know, behind those eyes was a little demon. Of course, he meant no harm -- he was a puppy. Puppies have accidents and chew.
This concept was impossible for his owners to understand, and he was hurriedly passed along to a new home, and then another as he grew. His last home held onto him from about twelve months onward, though they quickly decided Renegade's charm wasn't so charming, and it was out to the doghouse in the yard he went. And there he stayed. Until he finally slipped his collar.
Driven by curiousity, he went off -- and now wanders both the city streets and the 'great wilderness'.
>>|Other|<<
Rene - Rehn-uh
