Post by Helena on Oct 21, 2007 10:06:03 GMT -5
personality
You see, I am not just a simple bitch. I have things that take time to learn. It's called a personality. Beginning from the time I was born I had a certain air that proved I was not a pushover. It seemed strange for I acted so sweet so much that you could say I was built of sugar. I not only acted like I was built from sugar. I was built of sugar. You could not stop me from running everywhere. I could not stop using my great legs. They were a gift from heaven that I was sure to use. Though being sweet is not all that builds my character.
I hate to admit it but I am a flirt. More than I should be. If your a male you should be wary when I'm in heat. If your a male you should also be wary when I'm looking at you. For once my eyes take sight of a male I will be turned on. No matter what you look like or who you are, if your a male I will get you. Now if your a female don't be scared I won't bite. Except if your with a male, mate or not. Attack mode is my friend whether or not you are strong or not.
If I feel threatened the dangerous side of my character will push its way to the surface. Meaning that if you flash your teeth at me I will be tempted, no, I will attack you. Then there is the outcome of being in heat. Ha, I don't just do it for pleasure. I love pups everything about them makes me happy. Having them gives me a sense of responsibility. So when I' in heat a male is the best gift for me. I will not abandon my pups for I love them too much. Though I have never even had pups before I think that I will be a great mother.
I will love my pups with the very love my mother gave me and protect them like my father protected our small little family. I will not hate the male that breeds with me for it is what I want. I don't want to have love with another male. I want to be free so that I can do what I want when I want. I like being free I like to run without having to worry about my mate. It is what my heart describes me as.
appearance
The beauty within me cannot match the beauty outside of me. It is what bastards drool over and what bitches envy. Out of my family I look more like my father then I do my mother. I am what you call vain of my appearance. Though I am not afraid to get a little dirty. For I love to swim and run which does terrible things to my luscious pelt. Whenever a complement about my beauty reaches my ears I cannot help but to consider them a friend.
My fur is silky smooth and a pleasure to touch. With the base being white and the markings being black. I usually have a tint of orange on my legs and under belly. I believe that having a bit more color on me looks fantastic and makes me look fun. Now enough about the beautiful fur that makes me look gorgeous. Let's talk about the features that complete me. First off my legs. These gifts from heaven serve me better than anything. If I did not have them I would die.
My legs are what make me what I am. A racer. They are long and make me as fast as any racing dog. Now my other feature that makes me proud of my breed is my majestic head. The pointed muzzle and the smooth lining of my head make me incredibly stream line. Last but not least are my eyes. Beautifully hazel and not to easy to escape from. I am perfect to myself but many find flaws against me. Whom of course most are bitches. They think that my legs make me act clumsy even though I can control them quite well. They thing my fur gets too fluffy sometimes and believe it gets in the way but when I run it smooths away from me.
Of course the most picked out is my weight. For I am very skinny which of course makes me faster. There are many other flaws that these jealous bitches try and create with me. However I do not worry for in my eyes I am flawless. This is me and it will be all I'll be.
history
I take time to look back on what made my life amazing and what made my life a terror. The good and the bad it is apart of me and will never truly be forgotten. I remember the first days of my life perfectly. I could not see and my senses were still developing. I hated life so far. Not being able to see my siblings or my parents and not being able to see what was around me. I was scared, yes, scared. My mother's sweet sent and the milk she provided was the only thing to keep me safe and warm. Until my eyes were revealed. My hazel eyes first caught sight of a white and cream female. Whom could only be my mother.
She had the scent of my mother and was so warm. She licked me, coaxed me, anything to keep me calm in warm in this new world. Then I saw a stronger looking male. He had the impression of a guard dog. He could only be my father. Even though I was new at life, I could tell that he was my father. For the way he looked at us with his own chocolate eyes was proud and protective. I finally could look at my own fur and could see I was white but that was it. My mother told me that I looked like my father but I could not see it as well as she could.
Then there were the bundles of fur next to me. I had thought there were more than there were next to me but I would later find out that they didn't make it. I was born out of seven and out of those seven only did us four survive. Two females two males. What were the odds on getting that? Obviously pretty good for Mom's sake. My brother and I were the medium children being born not first and neither last, but of course I was younger. My brother and I both had my father's markings while my eldest sister got her markings from an ancestor whom probably also had red and white fur. Then there was my little brother. No matter how hard my mother tried to deny it she favored my youngest brother. For he was pure white from the start of birth till now.
He was not the runt however for the runt had died. I was named Lena for a reason I don't know of. I liked my name but always new it could be better. My small family was peacefully happy and we played through the day till we were too tired. It staid that way till me and my siblings were about two months. Then the humans took my father away. I didn't understand it and had not thought about the humans checking on us till now. My mother explained that our father raced and so he had to start racing again. Though father returned every once in a while I missed him.
Mother as I learned was just a female used for producing offspring. So she told us that we would have to leave to new homes. I knew father and mother loved each other very much and wanted to be together but I didn't understand why they couldn't. I didn't understand why we couldn't be a happy family again but I had to get over it, for humans had started looking us over. Some talked loudly on phones, others dressed in fancy clothes, and on the rare occasion human couples with either unborn pups or big and small pups came.
My siblings and I didn't want to leave our mother or each other and so we formulated a plan. My sister was always the smartest and so she made a plan to escape before the humans could separate us. Mother did not know of our plan and we thought it best that she didn't know. As we reached about three months we were taken out even more to run around a track. We grew fast and strong which was all apart of our plan. Soon we were fast enough to escape humans with ease. As we ran around the track we stopped all together and escaped under the tight squeeze of a fence.
We were free but the humans were hot on our case. We couldn't stop running till we were sure that they couldn't find us. When we felt safe and finally stopped we hurt to much to even laugh or talk for that matter. All we did was lay flat on the ground and then find shelter in a cluster of trees. It was the first time on our own and we felt so scared. No mother to protect us or humans to feed us. After a relaxing rest under the safety of the trees we awoke in the morning and searched for food.
We didn't find a thing on their first day of searching and went hungry. Of course humans were everywhere but no food was with them. We split up into different directions to gather food and then agreed to meet back in the forest. Though things didn't exactly go as planned. Of course being the nice little pup I was I approached the wrong crowd. A pack of dogs. These dogs were all male though I didn't worry for I was only four months at the time and so the only thing they could do was attack me. However I new I could out run them. I asked them for food and of course the reaction I got wasn't to good. They chased me out of their little area and out of town.
They threatened that if I ever came back they would kill me. I was scared of being killed so I kept running. I kept running until I found a new town. It was safe and the stray dogs like me were nice. I lived with a pack and was treated like the daughter of all the dogs. It was fun and I enjoyed it. However as I neared nine months I was told that I was to find a mate to spend the rest of my life with. That I wouldn't do. So I ran away, far away. Again I continued to run. Until I stopped. This place seemed right. So right that I wouldn't run anymore.
It was a town where two packs lived. A country pack and a city pack. I wasn't interested in pack anymore. So I remained a loner living on my own. I worried constantly about my siblings but I had to move on. When I neared twelve months I earned a huge urge. The urge to have pups. I wanted pups so much but I did not want to have a mate. I found a solution. Males who wanted to mate with females just for pleasure. It was perfect.
So now as I earned my thirteenth month on this earth I knew I would reward myself with having pups. Having the pups with a handsome male who would prove worthy. Though I am a pup myself I am old enough to bear pups for heat has come to me. Sometimes I wonder if my mother had pups at my age and if she liked it. And often I wonder if she has forgotten us and moved on to her new litter. Though now that I was in a new place I would need a new name. A strong name. So I renamed myself Helena. A mixture of my old name and a place I feared. For if I was to overcome what I fear I had to become what I feared. Though this is my past and now is the present but what I should be concentrating on is the future and what it brings.
Splash!
In a dense forest where no water seemed to be a peace shattering noise filled the air. Though the forest was not as dense as humans had charted it as. On the side of the forest which opened into a vast plain was a small brook. The brook emptied out into the forest having no mass of water to empty out into. It created a swamp like area with little pools of water just deep enough to swim in. Surrounding the watery area are foliage and fallen trees that have fallen because of erosion. Also there is large rock that looms over the watery land separating the dry land from the wet land serves as a perfect resting spot for any sized animal.
Splash!
Though now there is something that hasn't been there before and won't remain forever. A large sized female dog. Whose wet paw prints cover the large rock completely. She seems to be having a good time for she repeatedly jumps onto the rock an jumps back down into the water below. The whole bottom half of her body becomes dirty with red clay and mud every time she jumped out to get back on the rock. It never completely comes of but it will eventually. The female has an agile shape and very long legs. Her nose is sharp edged and her fur white and black.
Splash!
The dog is not very old and about the ripe age of a young adult. Though it seems that she has already gained full color of her pelt and will not change much but perhaps grow more. She is large but makes delicate splashes every time she jumps into the water. First her long legs glide into the water like a swans neck then her chest edges her body further into the water and finally her hind legs and tail drop in. All in one fast sequence that is repeated. As it seems the female has become tired of jumping and has walked out of the water and onto the rock.
By now the rock is covered with the dog's muddy paw prints and some just wet paw prints. As she delicately lays onto the rock heat takes over her body and she becomes totally at peace. After swimming all day nothing beats basking in the sun to get dry and warm again. The young borzoi's long fur is neatly sticking to her skinny but large body making her overall looked become smaller. Though what the young female borzoi would do after this is a complete mystery. To herself she had made notes.
One option was to find her siblings which would be hard for she had traveled so far. The second option was to find a better shelter than the forest. The third would be to find someone to make her pregnant so she can her dream fulfilled. Those three options were most important to her. Not food for she could always get that and that would always be around. Not water for she had found that. She needed shelter from the danger of nature. She needed her siblings and a male companionship and personal needs.
It would be hard to find any of those three but she was up for it. The young but ever wanting female was up for anything. She was up for facing dangers to find her siblings, a shelter, and a male. Perhaps she would have more than one litter of pups with different males. Like her mother probably did. Her mother probably by now had forgotten all about the young borzoi and her siblings. Then another thought hit her. Her siblings knew her by Lena not her new name, Helena.
They would ask for her and some would give Lena others would give Helena. She knew they would be confused but would follow their directions in hope that it would lead to her. Her thoughts becoming wary and clouded she jumped back into the water hoping to clear up her mind. Her mind staid the same but she felt better. The water hit her like a refreshing breeze knocking the wind out of her only temporarily until she got used to the sudden temperature of the water.
Helena waded in the water for over a good half hour before she decided what she would do. She would find a male. It was her goal a goal that could only be fulfilled with her mindset completely focused on it. Then something happened she thought would not happen. The young female borzoi who was trying to complete her goal became nervous. It would be her first time confronting a male and having nothing on her mind but the want for pups. As she slowly lifted her frame from the water she took a deep breath and took one step after another till she was on dry land.
Of course Helena needed to let her fur dry off before going to find this lucky male who would provide her pups. So she hopped back onto the rock watching as the surface of the water stilled. Her legs had bits of red clay mud on them which she didn't bother with. There was bits of brown mud too but she knew it would come off while running. Finally after an hour had passed her fur had dried and the sun was showing signs of setting. There would be no time to find a male now. It would be the plan to find shelter.
Moving off of the rock she stretched for a moment or two. And like a rocket without warning she sped off and out of the swimming hole area. Helena was out of the forest and just like expected the mud on her fur came off easily. She ran into the city in hopes of a nice quiet place to sleep. No place like that was found. Finally she found an ally that wasn't perfect but good enough. Helena ignored the fact that the scents of dogs were everywhere and only thought of shelter and not what this place may be. For now she would fulfill two of her goals, but one wouldn't be found until a visitor arrived.
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