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Joined: Nov 2006 Posts: 5 Location: Hell Karma: 0 |  | Zanithier // Accepted « Thread Started on Nov 26, 2006, 2:40pm » | |
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Gender: Female / [Male]
Birthday: January 10 [4]
Birth Place: Some alleyway.
Appearance: • Hair: Light brown. • Eyes: Amber. • Height: 2'3" • Weight: 70 lbs. • Scars: - Above his right eye. (bad fight with another dog) - Left paw missing his left front toe. (stole some meat from a butcher) - On his tail he is missing a few centimeters(another incident with the butcher, just this time he jumped out a window) • Body Form: A large, muscular hound with a distinctive raised ridge of hair running in a symmetrical strip down the center of his back.
Heritage: • Rhodesian Ridgeback
Family: • Father: Zee [Rhodesian Ridgeback] • Mother: Shadow [Rhodesian Ridgeback] • Sister: Unknown (she left with her mother) • Brother: Unknown (he knows that he had at least two, but they died in the alleyway)
Weaknesses / Dislikes: Living things: He is temperamental around other males. He will only let the few into his pack and if he does they might want to watch their attitude around them because second chances are very rare. As for strays and dogs from other packs if he knows that you are on his own territory then they had best be dead or dying or one hell of an excuse for being on his territory. Zanithier has many enemies, but the one that he finds the most disgusting and dreadful is none other than the... squirrel. They are constantly bickering about stupid things and wont ever shut up, but ever time he goes and chases them they run up a tree.
Taste: Zanithier is slightly picky. Birds are to crunchy and the feathers don't give them much taste. Squirrels are just revolting alive or dead. Bugs don't offer much meat or blood and the blood that does come out usually tastes dry or has almost no flavor to it at all. Absolutely no fruit or vegetables, they taste bitter and take away the flavor from any meat that he probably ate with them.
Overall personality: Zanithier does have a soft spot for pups and the opposite sex, to some these feelings and emotions just get in the way. He can't look at any dog that is left for dead or dying alone -that is unless he did it- on the streets, male or female.
Strengths / Likes: Taste: Ever since attacking his last owner the he has grown a liking for the warm and sweet taste for human blood. Anything from the butchers shop, its fresh, clean, and juicy. Most of the fat is cut off so all that is being eaten is the soft and tender muscles.
Overall personality: His temperament may be surprisingly one of his greatest strengths. Not many want to get on the wrong side of a dog that will literally snap your neck for saying the wrong thing. Most of the time he is un-selfish, he might want a new territory but thats just because the mine shafts really suck. He will give up his own food to feed the pups or the females of the pack. As for the males they better be incapacitate
Short History: Zanithier was abandoned as a pup. Born on the streets along with his brothers and sisters who's whereabouts and actually who they are are unknown. Rumor says Zanithier's parents were both top class show dogs, unfortunately for Zanithier they both decided to run away. His mother did get pregnant with him a few months later, but the two were severely malnourished.
His father died in an attempt to steal some food from a hot dog cart and ended up getting hit by a car. His mother not having enough milk for all her pups left Zanithier and two of his stillborn brothers in his birthplace. Only about three weeks of age Zanithier was left for dead. Lucky for him a passerby found Zanithier and he was taken to an animal hospital. The doctors and nurses were kind to Zanithier, but he couldn't stay forever. But none of the staff could put down this adorable little puppy. He always seemed to brighten up their day, with his funny little bark, his lovable kisses, his kind hearted attitude to even the mean little children and his overall personalty.
But he still had to find a place to stay outside of the hospital. Eventually they found him a home with a foster parent. A week or so afterward his foster parent died from a heart attack. No one arrived until after this curious little puppy escaped. He was alone on the streets for days until he stopped on an old man' porch one afternoon. The man had barley enough motivation to care for his self. Months passed and Zanithier never got to go outside, he slept in his own filth, and his more friendlier memories of humans seemed to fade. The only human contact that Zanithier had was the old man and occasionally his drunken friends. Zanithier was starting to resent all humans at an early age. But he took it, all of the neglect and abuse he received from the old man and his friends.
But one day when he was being backed up into a corner Zanithier couldn't hold in all of the anger anymore. He attacked the old man and he enjoyed every moment of it. His first drop of human blood and Zanithier loved it. He left with his muzzle and paws stained with blood. Zanithier changed that day. Yes he loves killing and the taste of human blood, but he had enough sense to not go and attack every human he sees. Instead he try his hardest to either avoid and ignore them, if they see him and decide they want to follow him or mess with him thats their fault not his.
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