Rising Shadows said:

I just updated it. It should be all caught up.

Name: Cawls

Age: 2.5 years

Gender: Male

Rank: Warrior

Tribe: Oak

Appearance:

Rounding percentages/predictions based off of previous knowledge and history:

50% Pembroke Welsh Corgi, 20% Doberman, 15% Basset Hound, 10% Samoyed, 5% Bulldog

Cawls is really disappointed in his genetics. He’s not the tallest creature in the world, one could even call him petite. But of course, not in front of him. Standing at the short height of a foot to the withers, this poor fellow received this unfortunate stance from his grandmother and his lowered body causes him to seem fatter than what reality is. His thickness does not help. He has a sloping, curved chest that is covered in a down of fluff that is beneath a water resistant coat. His body type is low and it sort of leans to the chubbier side naturally. He is actually fluffy and this makes up a lot of what is assumed of his “rotund” shape, even though he is a piggy. However, he is of a healthy weight. An interesting and important shape to him is that he is long, a trait that he gained from his PWC and Basset Hound ancestors. His tail takes after the PWC the most, as it is fluffy, long and it curls up over his back. His fluffiness is in between that of a PWC and Samoyed. His ears are short, floppy and hairy; it’s shape very similar to a Bulldog’s. His head shape is foxy in appearance, but the muzzle is slightly longer.

His fur coloring takes after his great grandpa who takes most credit for the funky eyebrows he got over his eyes. The first base is a white that particularly sticks out on his chest and rear buns. The later is something that he is actually quite embarrassed about, so he sits whenever he particularly feels sensitive. The second layer is like a cloak and hood of dark brown that looks like black, but it shines as a copper. This cloak goes over his head, cowling his eyes, cheeks and right ear. The cloak parts drapes down his back so that his elbows, knees and most of his tail are covered. Then he has some little brown markings that are painted over each rich earthy eye onto his eyebrows. The one on his left is a bit larger and looks like the job was done by a sleepy artist because it drips down a little bit on the tear duct side of the eye. There are some of the same chocolatey brown coloring that splashes itself onto his white muzzle, especially where his large, black nose is. Then there are some small, teeny tiny freckles of the same brown that appear on his upper face and gums. A large patch of this brown interrupts of the carpet of super dark brown on his back as it is in the perfect midsection. His feet are white, but a couple toes share the same freckles as his face. The tip of his fluffy tail is white, like a painter’s brush.

Personality:

•Proud •Sensitive •Piggy •Easily Embarrassed •Occasionally Tense •Insecure •Friendly •Barely Optimist •Hardworker

He is proud and sensitive. His pride is in his work and pack. He likes to be at his best and he believes that he knows his limits. He, however, has a lot to learn. He’s proud that his pack has survived throughout many different difficulties and the wild. Especially when a majority of them were originally not made for the rough life of the wilderness. He is sensitive about his height and length and whenever it is mentioned he gets a bit cross. He hasn’t learned to roll with these punches and a main reason why is because he is a pack animal. He doesn’t like to be different from the others, being long, short and chubby looking. He does not like his markings at all. His bottom buns are white while he got this quirky black patch on his back and it’s just so horrific. He can be very tense at times.

He is a piggy and likes his food. He isn’t food aggressive, but he’s definitely more prone to that rather than a dog who only eats to live. He can definitely be selfish over it and will probably eat more than his share if allowed. He drools whenever it is time to eat, but he tries to keep it inside his mouth. Unfortunately, it does not work most of the time. He can easily get embarrassed, but it isn’t well hidden. His facial expressions express it and if he was a human, he’d be a tomato red.

Because he is insecure about his body, he can be nervous about socializing. He has a very sociable manner and he likes other dogs, but he is scared that they won’t like him. So whenever he talks to someone else, he usually always sits or tries to turn his bottom away from what they could see. Once they’ve hung out together and he knows that they’ve seen his buns, he relaxes. He usually avoids some dogs that have an intense and sort of aggressive air around them due to fear and that they might persecute him. He usually hangs around the more open and outgoing ones, but he does like to talk to the more soft spoken dogs too.

He is usually a cheery dog whose tail is usually wagging, but his optimism is almost overcome by his pessimism. He likes to chase animals and occasionally an instinct tells him to nip at the heels of other dogs. He has control over this most of the time, but occasionally it pops out just as it did when he was still an unruly child. He does like to dig and it’s one of his favorite past times. Especially in the summer, it’s nice to lie in a nice, freshly dug hole under the shade of a tree. He is not fond of water and he prefers to avoid any puddles that he might encounter. It’s not a fear. He’ll cross a body of water if he must, but certainly while complaining about getting and being wet and cold.

Affiliations: WIP

Raven | Friend

Mora | Friend
Met by her speaking to him

Sage | Half Sister by Father

Not close

Crush: None for now

Mate: None for now

Pups: None for now

Other:

His foxy head shape plus his lengthy muzzle makes him perfect for snapping and biting at things. He particularly would be good at herding livestock, particularly cattle as he is the type to get overzealous in his biting, causing the tenderer ankles of a sheep to bleed.

Name

Rue

Age:

4 years

Gender:

Female

Rank:

Warrior

Tribe

Appearance

20% Australian Shepherd, 20% Golden Retriever, 25% Beaucron, 35% German Shepherd

Rue is a 26 inches tall with her right ear down and her left ear up. She is muscular but not too noticeable with her layers of fur that is curly and usually matted with leaves and sticks. She is not the most attractive with a face scar getting in fight with a badger as juvenile. Her right face is scarred with her right eye vision deteriorating slowly. It affects her at time when the weather is so bright or night. But she does complain.

Her coat is golden color like her golden retrriever side. Though she has black shades around her with red merle markings on her body. She also has unique blacks in her face and around her eyes. Her eye color is light brown with the right one slowly turning blue due to blindness.

Personality

Rue is a level-headed dog with having ease into situations. She always is calm and concentrated on her words and battle strategies. She is never off balanced or more on caught off guard. She is always thinking of possibility that could be thrown at her. She is very calculating to everyone always making sure noting seems off to her for danger to come thrown at the Tribe. She doesn't seem much of a social dog. Though she will pick up a conversation when she feels social enough to give other comfort towards her.

Though Rue may seem all just too serious. She is quite funny at times if you speak to her. And the dry satcasm that comes out. She is not the one to snap at dogs without a good reason. She does have a soft spot for everyone in her Tribe because she learned how to put them first before her. Though the only thing she isn't comfortable about is Pups. Gosh... For such a dog.. She is afraid of them. She is only afraid of them cause she never really had a pushrod. She is scared to have litters of her own. She has no idea what a mother is like and has a feeling she will do an awful job. But she does treats them respect and will protect them with her life. Just she won't socialize with them very often.

She is deeply compassionate in the Tribe. It was she used to be alone and always having keep one eye open in her sleep. Now she actually feels comfortable and feels protected.

Affiliations

Open

Crush

Open

Mate

Open for Development

Pups

Maybe in future or not.

Other

-Quite skilled at the fighting.

-Fear motherhood and storms

-Hates warm weather

Name

Ringer

Age

6 years

Gender

Male

Rank

Warrior

Tribe

Oak

Appearance

10% Rottweiler, 24% St. Bernard, 25% Great Dane, 30% Leon berger, 10% Cane Corso, 1% Doberman

Ringer is a giant considerable with a brute body standing 33 inches due to his Great Dane Side. He is a medium furred dog with a pattern of mix Rottweiler and St. Bernard. He is mostly black and with a tan underbelly and eyes brows. He has pink nose with speckles on them. He has splotches all over his back. Ringer has huge fluffy ears that flop when he runs or even moves.

His muzzle is deeply scarred but he doesn't even remember how that even happened. But guess another dog fight. His tail is long almost spear like. Spiked little fur and white tip tail. His eyes are dark brown almost black. He has hint of devil's eyes. He is quite handsome brute. He always has his tongue hanging out lazily out on the side. He is quite silly thing with his tongue out.

Personality

A large beast that is just a gentle giant. Well a giant I guess. He is standoffs to most but with friendships. He is goofy and his true self. He is deeply loving and caring. But the only true kindness that gets seen by him is Pups. This furball is the guy to play with Pups until he is scolded by their mother for playing to rough or the Pups get to riled up. He is deeply over protective over Pups and females. He doesn't agree with mean brutes thinking they can get away with being a huge bully over them. He may be huge to others but he doesn't agree with it. He may be cold and rude to them at times. But he has great intentions. He is considerable a humble dog.

Though he does flip like a light switch. He chose this name for a reason. Ringer. Ringer when he gets aggressively all he hears is ringing in his ears. He goes insane with it. The ringing drives him nuts. When he starts to hear ringing that when he knows he needs to be isolated from the Tribe. He becomes very irritated and is willing to snap at anything that moves or touches him. Or even worse that meets his eyes. He deeply craves for blood in his manic state feeling to sink his canines into flesh. Though it has calmed throughout the years gripping control. He tries to avoid conflict or fighting due to these reasons. He isn't a coward. He is simply trying to protect them. Due to this he doesn't allow him to get attached to anyone. He doesn't want anyone to see this side of him. Another nasty side of Ringer he will deliver the hard truth to anyone. Especially when the manic side is dining. It's still there. He is nasty.

Affiliations

Open

Crush

Open

Mate

Open Pm me

Pups

In future

Other

-Dangerous menace

-Cool dude until challenged..