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[bg=FDFDFD][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true] name: Willow pronunciation: Will - Oh alias: Will && Whatever else you can think of. age: Four years old gender: Female breed: Siberian Husky appearance: Medium sized canine, not much of a dainty female. She quite strong for her size, along with her tall and toned appearance. Willow's eyes are a stunning blue, almost piercing. Silky fur lines her curved body, her pelt colors consists of reds and whites. She has a red mask like marking on her face, which surrounds her eyes and half way down her sleek muzzle. She owns a pair of erect ears, a beautiful red surrounds the outside of them, and towards the inner ear there's a fluff of white fur. Her toned legs and paws are a snowy white. As you travel up her spine is covered in a luxurious red, that covers her entire back and the top of her tail. Under her tail, hangs long white fluffy fur that's used to keep her hindquarter protected from the harsh winter climates. As we go back to her face, her nose is a bright pinkish pink. Under her muzzle towards the front of her next looks as if someone dragged a pint brush covered in white paint down her neck, all the way to her underbelly which is all completely white. Her canines are a pearly white which surround that long pink tongue. personality: Intelligent. ; - Willow is not a dumb little female, she's quite the bright girl. Coming up with ideas in a snap and catching onto things quickly, nothing get's past her. If you plan on trying to outsmart Willow, you'll only end up getting the tables turned on you. Blunt. ; - When it comes to beating around the bush, Willow will tell you how it is. In her eyes, honesty is the best policy. If she doesn't like you, she'll tell you straight up. No questions asked. Stubborn. ;- No means no. If there's something Willow doesn't wish to do; she won't do it. She has her own mind and ways of thinking as she doesn't like to do what others want her to do. Willow does what she wants, whenever she wants and how she wants. Motherly Instinct. ; - Willow has always wanted pups of her own, she loves pups. Being around pups makes her happy, she loves to babysit them constantly. She wishes to one day to find a mate, to love and start a family with. Forgiving. ; - Not really the one to hold grudges, Willow always forgives. It all depends on the severity of the problem; if you destroy her trust it will take a long time for her to forgive you again, and to offer her trust once more. history: Born in the early winter, Willow was what you consider the runt of the litter. She was always bullied by her litter mates, she was the one who was last for everything, and the one who always got hurt. While her siblings grew into strong gorgeous huskies; Willow was a late bloomer, she was small and lanky. Her parents were ashamed of their daughter and one night while Willow was asleep-they abandoned her, without a care in the world. Willow awoke alone, cold, hungry, and without someone to care for her. Almost near death, an old German Shepherd named Raster took poor Willow under his care. Willow loved Raster with all her heart, and accepted him as her father. The years went by, and Raster taught Willow how to find food, and taught her new things. Reaching the age of three, Willow had finally turned into a beautiful husky. No longer the lanky runt, she had filled in her body well. Quite the looker she was, and Raster was proud of what she had become. But as everyone knows, sometimes it's time for people to leave. As Willow grew, Raster grew older, until one day he passed on; from old age. Tears and tear were shed for this old male, Willow grieved for what seemed like an eternity. It soon came to Willow that she couldn't cry forever, she had to move on-Raster would have wanted that.... Threads- play.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=littlepiercarnival&action=display&thread=1590

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[willow]

[bg=black][atrb=width,403,true][atrb=border,0,true] name: Zeus pronunciation: Zuu-s alias: Anything you can think of. age: Six years old gender: Male breed: Caucasian Ovcharka appearance: Zeus is a gigantic dog; strongly boned and muscular. His breed has two types, and he takes on the mountain dog type; which consists of a much heavier coat and a muscular appearance. Zeus's appearance can come off as intimidating, which is the purpose since his breed is used for guarding homes and livestock.Zeus's large body mass can come up to as much as 102lbs. His pelt as many color patterns to it; such as ebony's, creams, blacks and light browns. His left paw and chest are a solid white, while the rest of his body has no specific markings. This large male has a pair of creamy brown eyes, that also give him a rather puppish look to him. He has a deep chest and his legs are a bit short but lined with thick muscle. Zeus has powerful jaw muscles, since he's bred for protecting and guarding. personality: Assertive. ;- Zeus does not allow any canine to push him around, he's not a bully or anything but he stands up for himself. He has his own voice, he doesn't need someone to fight his battles. Brave. ;- Never would you find this colossal dog cowering in a corner somewhere, with his tail tucked under his body. Zeus is quite the brave one, he will doing anything and everything. Fear to him is just a useless word. Protective. ;- Zeus is the kind of guy that would die trying to protect the ones he loves. He considers close friends his family, and he would rather jump off a cliff then to see his family in any type of danger or pain. Fair warning, hurt his family-and you won't have a very happy ending. Gentle Giant. ;- Many see Zeus as a destructive and violent brute, but once you really get to know him; he's quite the gentle and shy boy. He's lovable and playfully with younger canines and friendly and funny around his close friends. Independent. ;- Zeus has been used to living alone, due to his history. He capable of living on his own and fending for himself quite easily. Though he prefers to have company of some sort he's an independent male. He doesn't like to depend on others for anything. history: Nothing really special happened in Zeus's early years of life, until a few months after he was born, he was adopted by a farmer who owned sheep; and raised him to guard the life stock. At the age of four the farmer kept Zeus constantly outside, guarding the sheep; nothing bad every happened so Zeus was often caught laying down on the job. All that changed when Zeus was awoken by a growl and a blood curdling sheep cry, quickly hoping to his heft paws, Zeus witnessed one of his sheep in the maw of a lanky grew wolf. This creature was obviously hungry, judging by it's ribcage being clearly visible. He glared at the wolf only for a second before charging towards it; two long strides and he had already bulldozed the wolf to the ground. He stood over this lanky creature growling, having no experience with a wolf; Zeus was about to find out how powerful these creatures were. During the fall, the wolf had dropped it's meal and quickly sprang up at Zeus, biting onto the hefty dog's chest fur. Yelping, Zeus swung backwards with the vicious wolf tearing at his chest. He snapped down at the wolf's ear, and pulled back viciously, tearing off a bit of the wolf's ear; it howled in pain. Zeus's chest was a a bit bloody but not to much damage, blood dripped from his maw. The taste of blood on tongue almost made him go completely insane, he lashed out towards the wolf once more-but this time he went for the throat. Latching those massive jaws around the wolves throat; he bit down, comeplelty snapping the wolf's neck. Zeus stood there, shaking, blood dripping from his maw, that taste in his mouth was making him act differently. He had never killed anything before, and now suddenly, he couldn't control himself. Angry for no apparent reason he lashed out at the sheep, killing them one by one. Their blood curdling bleats of pain were pitiful and soon cut off by a loud gun shot, Zeus dropped the last victim to the ground and turned to see where the sound came from. He stared in horror as the farmer pointed a gun at him, Zeus whimpered. What did he do? Did he do something wrong? Zeus peered around, the earth was soaked in blood, "What have I done?" He said under his breath. This dog, had killed every last one of the sheep, and now the farmer was angry; ready to shoot the vicious 'monster' that killed his livestock. Zeus whimpered and took off, more gunshot went off until one hit Zeus in his back leg. He fell to the ground, only for a moment before he was back up; limping as quickly as possible. More shots were fired until Zeus was off the farm and into a nearby field. Blood dripping from his mouth and fur he kept running, unknowing where this field would take him. Threads- ________________________

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