Italian Ale's Luvlies

[Italian Ale]

†CHARACTER SUMMARY†

Total characters: 4
Brutes: 1
Fae's: 3
Pups: 0

†THOUGHT KEY†

♥ - Love
♥ - Crush
♥ - Kin
♣ - Friend
♣ - Respect
♣ - Hate

†HEALTH†

- Healthy
- Skinny
- Fat
- Unhealthy
- Injured
- Almost Dead

†WHERE TO FIND MY CHARACTERS†

- Scorpion: Dancing in the Desert...(o)
- Feather: Seeking a Pack (o)
- Layla: :: To Whom It May Concern.//
- Stella: From the shadows

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Scorpion

As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting
I will tell you what you want to hear, and not mean anything
Then I treat you like a dog as I shoot my venom in
You pretend you didn't know that I am a scorpion[/color]


Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Breed: Albino Doberman Pinscher
Health: Healthy
Pack: City Pack Beta

Personality:

Scorpion is a backstabbing, two timing son of a bitch, and i mean literally. He thinks about no one but himself, and does nothing unless it benefits him. If he meets another female he will seduce her, toy with her and make her want him then he will either rape her or completely ignore her. He is the biggest liar and will tend to lie about everything just to get his way. He will tell you what you want to hear then, much like a scorpion, he will sting you with his venom. He uses his unique looks to attract people and he will put on the innocent good boy look to get to know peoples secrets, then when he has the chance, he will use them against other dogs. He is very athletic and loves to fight, and if need be, he will attack sometimes without reason. He hates being teased and will bite back at you if you dare get on his nerves. He doesn't have friends, at least not real ones, the ones he has he uses for some benefit. In general he is an evil two timer, best to not know than to want as a friend.

History:

Not much is known about Scorpions past, as he himself doesn't much remember it. He was born as an only child and his parents were both known famous winners of beauty contests. So, much to their dismay, they had an albino son. This proved to them to be much a problem as Scorpion's skin was very sensitive to the sun. Whenever he was to be taken outside for a walk he had to be or covered up or he'd get sick. He was always a problem to his family and soon they sent him off to obedience school, which he failed miserably.

One day Scorpion wondered out and came across a park, though the park was deserted and the decor was based on a desert, somehow a scorpion came into the park, and as Scorpion watched it amazed, the scorpion stung him.

He wondered back home and came across stray dogs as he did so. The whole idea of it amazed him and he soon walked out on his family, not that they were sad about it. So as the days passed Scorpion learned to fend for himself and do whatever he likes, this changed his character drastically, and soon enough, he became known for being a two timer. He always has the fixed thought of himself, which he most likely got from his parents, and he likes what he his. So even now Scorpion wonders the streets and tries to act as friendly with everyone as he can, but even the scorpion has a stinger and he's not afraid to use it.

Description:

Scorpion is a normal looking Doberman, though his only defect, per say, is his fur, which is of an abnormal pale white color. This is because of a genetic mutation in the pigmentation of the skin. He has a deep, broad chest, and a powerful, compact, and square muscular body of medium size. He stands 27.5 inches tall (66 to 77 cm) and weighs around 80 pounds. Though the dobermans are born with long tails, Scorpion's tail was docked when he was still a pup and as a result he has a stump of a tail. The short tail allows him to have a more slender look to him. His ears prick up straight, them too having been docked, and the pink insides of them contrast with the white fur. He has a lovely pink nose which make his white teeth shine. The contour of his paws are pink to match his paws, and his nails are white.

Living Kins: hmm his parents, but their probably dead by now
Pups: none
Friends: none yet
Enemies: none yet

Thoughts on other Dogs:

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Feather

Too young to fall in love
oh im too young..


Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Breed: Flat Coated Retriever
Health: Healthy
Pack: Country Pack

Personality:

Feather is quite silly at times. She never has very clear ideas, but she is very friendly. She is one who follows the crowds not really sure who she is yet. She is good to talk to when you need to, and she loves to lift up someones moral. She is very friendly and makes lots of friends easily, but she is very mistrusting of males and only has a few male friends. She's very outgoing when she wants to be and she's very faithful and trustworthy. Though she's afraid to stand up for herself and she will usually cower down to someone stronger she doesn't mind sticking up for her friends. She is also very bouncy and VERY energetic, never wanting to sit still. She loves to run, swim, jump and play.

History:

Feather was born a pure bred black flat coated retriever. She was born in a litter of five, along with two brothers and two sisters. Her mother was a hopeless romantic and very foolish, so when she fell in love with feather's father she hadn't counted that he could be a rapist. So her mother found out the hard way, when she was raped, she managed to escape and unfortunately for her her pups mainly came out to be like their father. Both of feather's brothers became rapist murderers and left their poor old mother to die, and her sisters, well they just became sluts and don't care to be raped. The only one who came out different was feather, who much like her mum easily falls for the males. Feather was the only dog who stayed with her mother, and was taught a lot by her, till her dieing days. When she was a year and a half old she met a large male who she fell in love with straight away, but before she got raped she managed to escape and that's basically how Feather lives now. On the run and trying to avoid as many males as she can.

Description:

Since feather is a pure bred flat coated retriever she has many of the typical breeds statistics. She weighs 65 lbs, and in height she is 23,5 inches. Her coat that is of moderate length along the body of the dog and it's equal fullness. The coat is straight and flat lying. It' never curly or silky, however it has a few waves. The coat along the tail, legs, neck, and underbelly are longer and slightly feathered without being fluffy or woolly in texture. She has a very snell and muscleous body. Her nose is very cute and black, her eyes are chocolate colored and her teeth are sharp, clean and white. She has a strong muscular jaw and a relatively long muzzle to allow the carrying of birds and other animals. Her head is unique to the breed and is described as being "of one piece" with a minimal stop and a backskull of approximately the same length as the muzzle. Her ears are pendant, relatively small and lie close to the head.

Living Kins: Two brothers & Two sisters somewhere out there
Pups: none
Friends: not made any yet
Enemies: mainly male dogs

Thoughts on other Dogs:

~ males are just such two timers

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Layla

I'm the one you never see, in the dead of night
Peeking in your window, staying out of sight
GO to bed, lock the door, don't look in the mirror
What if I was right behind you
I'm the knocking at your door, when you're all alone
I'm the scratching zombie claw, in your twilight zone
Cut your throat, catch your breath, blood run like a river
Last thing you see before your death
Smiling Like a Killer

Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Breed: Italian Corso Dog (Cane Corso)
Health: Skinny
Pack: City Pack alphess

Personality:

Layla is a bitch. She's very protective of those she loves and she hates being put aside. She wants to be the best in everything and she has to have everything her way, which makes her sometimes nag a lot. She has to be put in first place. She's very loyal and brave. She will get into a fight almost anytime and she's very stubborn. She gets very jealous with other females, especially when they walk around or talk to her men. She would rather just fight than sort things out with words. She is violent and aggressive. She's very impatient and quite picky, so much so that she has to have the strongest male and he has to be able to beat her or play her own game as well as she can. she has a very short temper and will snap at anyone who starts to get on her nerves. Though she does have a warmer side to her, and, when pregnant, she tends to be slightly more caring. She's very proud of the fact that she's stronger than lots of males, or at least at their equal, and when it comes to fighting she will never back down, not even if she's wounded or pregnant. She's not very feminine at all and she despises stupid girly girls and she gets along with males than females. She holds grudges and they're very hard to break. She can forgive, but you can be sure that she never forgets. She loves revenge, the taste of blood as it trickles out her mouth, and she loves to rip apart other dogs flesh.

History:

Layla was bought when she was still a very small pup, so much so that she doesn't even remember having a family. Her mother was a beige show dog, and very pretty, and her father was a street fighter. Layla was raised to be a fight dog and her humans, not caring about the fact that she's a female, made her fight anyways. She learnt the hard way the first few times, hence the scars, but once she had understood the whole idea she never once let down her humans and she became the meanest b*tch around. She made her humans earn loads of money and she ripped apart and killed many dogs leaving the carcasses to their pathetic humans. No matter who she faced, be it male of any breed she brought them down. Yet one day she simply refused to fight anymore, wanting to know what else there was in the world, and her humans didn't like it. They made her fight even though they had noticed her little interest and she was forced to attack back only to defend herself. Her humans eventually noticed that she wasn't making them earn enough money, and not making the public happy, so they took her one day, after she had been almost killed by a large male wolf, and just dumped her on the streets. Layla managed to somehow pull herself together and survive, but to this day her natural killing instinct remains and she has eternally promised herself to not allow any dog to almost kill her off like before.

Description:

Layla is very beautiful, though she does have her cuts and deep scars like most fighting dogs. She has a long slender body with a pure black pelt with only a small white patch on her chest. She has deep emotionless amber eyes, which will rarely show what she's truly thinking, adding a slight suspense to her. She has a very short, smooth and dense coat that is harsh to the touch, and somewhat coarse. The coat is also remain shiny, but not silky. The hair isn't smooth, but be very dense, rough, and shiny. Due to her short coat she doesn't shed much hair. She weighs only about 90 lbs and she's about 28 inches tall when she stands. She has very large, strong muscles and incredibly powerful jaws which allow her to grab a hold on almost anything and keep a firm grip when fighting. She has a long tail, and her ears are naturally dropped forward and hang beside her head. Her teeth are well kept, sharp and very pointy. Her nose is a dark black color and her long body is very elegant when she stands. She can look like a very calm, sophisticated female but that is before you know her.

Living Kins: none
Pups: none yet
Friends: none
Enemies: none

Thoughts on other Dogs:

~ better not get on my nerves...

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Stella

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye


Gender: Female
Age: 12 years
Breed: cocker mix
Health:
Pack: Loner

Personality:

Stella is a fun loving girl. Though she's quite old, she's still very hyperactive. She's very friendly and loves to cuddle. She'll do almost anything for food and she loves eating. She's very jealous and she has to have the attention of everyone. She hates to be put aside, but she loves being silly and looking for people to ignore her. She's very protective of her "things" and she'll growl at anyone who tries to steal her food. She's not a fighter and she hates violence. She likes to chat to other dogs, and she's still and forever will be a virgin. She is hardly ever still, but after a nice meal she does like to have a small snooze. She hates fireworks, loud noises, and the dark unless she's with friends. She's quite brave, and sometimes foolish. She despises cats and she adores humans. She loves exploring and will usually just have a stroll in random places.

History:

Stella was born in a small litter with the humans looking after her family. Sadly they couldn't keep their pets puppies and they sold them to a man, who sold them in a market. Day by day people came by and bought the small puppies til there were only two left. Stella and her helpless little sister. Stella was soon bought the day after by a man with her little blond daughter and then brought back to their house.

The family already had one little dog, called mandy, and though they both argued several times they soon became the bestest of friends. One day though, the families father was offered a job in another country, and so the family had to move away for two years, and they were only able to take one dog with them. Much to the daughters dismay, her little Stella was left to an old married couple and Mandy was brought away with them, but she was promised that they'd get her back after.

So Stella stayed with the old lady who spoiled her with treats and food, and the old man who spoiled her with cuddles. She found herself happy there, but she did miss her other family. A couple of years passed and the little girl, now older and different came to get her back. Of course Stella didn't recognize her at first and she was very suspicious, but when they took her home, and put her on a diet she soon got happy again and remembered who they were.

Now Stella still lives with them, but she enjoys sneaking out to have a walk around. She's a lot slimmer, but she's a big greed and will search everywhere for another little snack.

Description:

Stella has, much like normal cocker's, long ears that hand beside her head, which are usually very tatty, or filthy filled with food, dirt and bits of grass. Her eyes, are usually a bit tired looking, but they always shine a warm chocolate color. Her nose is pink in summer and black in winter, and in between it's a bit of both. She has a long tail, much like that of a setter or some sort of retriever, and unlike typical cocker's it's long. Her coat is a sort of strawberry, blond golden color, with white specks on her nose and around her eyes, due to the old age. It's very soft, with a few bumps and tats where the hair is longer and not been brushed. She has slightly yellow teeth, but her breath doesn't stink. She has a long lolling tongue and she loves to lick peoples hands. She has small fluffy pink paws which help her to swim.

Living Kins:
Pups: she can't have them
Friends: Mandy (not Emma's mandy)
Enemies: none

Thoughts on other Dogs:

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