Biography
Test 42's POV
I chased the rabbit in front of me. Waving though the trees with the wind blowing m fur back. My paws hit the ground at the same time if my heartbeat. I was getting closer and closer to the rabbit. Pushing off with my back paws, I leaped up and was about to land on the rabbit. I could already taste the blood, fur, and meat of the rabbit.
I slowly opened my eyes, only to see the grey walls of my cage. I wasn't allowed to be with my mother, I didn't mind though. The reason I didn't get to be by my mother was because she attacked me out of anger. They people in this place changed on cells to different places. I did understand why my mother attacked me, but my sister. Lucky her, if everything wasn't in my way, she'd be dead. She always mocks me when we see each other.
One of the humans in the experiments came over to my cage and opened it. He put a collar on me and attached a leash to it. I stepped out of my cage and as lead down a long hall where more dogs stayed in more cages. They took me into a small room with a large table in the middle of it. They picked me up and set me on the large table, it was cold and hard under my paws.
The human looked around for something on a counter top. When he turned around to face me, he had a needle in his hand. He took my paw and stuck the shot in it. I'm not sure what the liquid in the needle was or what it was going to do to me, but I wasn't scared. This was the life I was born in. Newborns? Tested on. Pups? Tested on. Adults? Tested on. I'm sure they would test on you after death as well.
As the human was putting the needle back, I felt something growing inside me. A thirst for something, something that any living animal has. The scientist was no exception. As his back was turned towards me, I jumped at his throat. Using a large fangs I bit though his flesh easily. He fell onto the ground and I waited as he bled out. One down, one to go. I pushed the door open and ran out to find my next prey. The female that looked just like me, the one who I hated! My sister...
I stopped running in front of her cage and looked into her eyes. She was smirking at me, thinking that I couldn't get to her. I tore the bars off and slowly crept over to her. Fear slowly seeped into her eyes, she had no-where to go. I bit her throat and felt the blood start covering my fangs. Two down...for now. Now it was time to leave. I ran out of the cage and looked for a way to escape. As I did I saw the dogs looks of fear, then I spotted a window. It was the only way out to this place and the only way to live. I started running toward the window and jumped out of it, breaking the glass and landing on the solf ground. Running into the window and landing was painful, but it was wroth escaping that place.
Now I live in this pack. They took me in and accept me as one of them. I will protect this pack at all costs, and I will kill anyone that tries to hurt any-wolf in it. I gained power and used it against the ones they gave it to me.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
He doesn't feel much anymore, anything good at least. He will only feel love when the right wolf comes along. He does feel happy when he finds out his family is going to live, or when he kills something. Sadness and anger is what he feels easily.
Preferences
Other dogs is something he misses seeing around at times. Sometimes he performs tests on other creatures as well, like his crow friend. He likes silence and fog, it makes it much easier to scare something. He likes dark and cold places. Feeling the blood drip from his fangs isn't enough for him, he needs to see fear in their eyes and hear it in their voice.
Special Skills
Large fangs due to a lab experiment done before he escaped. Being a dog that used to be by humans, he knows their weakness, strengths, and how to destroy them. The tests preformed on him, helped him lived though the harsh life of a dog in the wild.
Gen 42.
He has been chosen to live by Nox.
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◾ Gen 42
◾ Inbred
◾ 140 pounds
◾ +42 (Hero)
◾ Agreeable
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