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Name: Petra Vom Glatz
Age: 6 y/o
Gender: Female
Breed: Belgian Malinios
Rank: Alpha or Hunter
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Her coat is out of standard as it is 'blue' (grey in actuality because it's diluted black). She has a white spot on her right shoulder due to an injury that caused her to fail protection training.
Art credit: JELYYnFlowers (me)
Personality: Standoffish/territorial/Strong-willed but kind-hearted/ Very protective.
Strengths: She is highly drivey, and obsessive about plans/ strong nose.
Weaknesses: She has a slight limp that only really affects her before a storm/ Obsessive over things to a concerning point/ Anger issues/ extreme fear of cars and thunder
Crush*: N/a
Backstory*:
Petra comes from various championed and well-known IGP dogs, she was the only one who survived out of a litter of 6. Much to her breeders' disappointment, she had a diluted coat color. Meaning she wasn't a show prospect. Despite that at 12 weeks old she had a bright future as an IGP dog, she was sold to a very popular trainer and put through the training. That was until one night when she was 4 years old being transported to a show in a crate suddenly an accident happened. Her crate was crushed to the point she had to be cut out of it. Her right shoulder had been shattered and was replaced. Her owner and trainer heartbroken by this retired her and fixed her. She lost everything that night, she went from a bombproof IGP prospect to a crippled fearful dog. She was with her newest owner for two years, until he passed away leaving her alone. Before he passed he had helped her through most of her fears and came close to fully restoring her confidence.
RP example!:
(I haven't roleplayed in years so this is something completely new xD)
Listening to the chorus of crickets, there amongst the sounds. A thundering sound of yipping and snarling ruined the surreal peace. In that clearing a mangy dog broke through the brush, running as fast as its malnourished body could. Pain shoots through its paws with each impact on the soft ground. He couldn't keep up with this pace, one miss-step and he would surely break something. In the corner of his eyes, a hollowed tree caught his attention. 'This is it, I have to stop, and hopefully whatever is chasing me doesn't notice' he thought. Making a sharp turn was a risk but even if he didn't hide he'd surely die to his pursuer.
Other: She weighs 65 lbs (so she is slightly larger for her breed) and has emerald green eyes!
