Breeze

[Lemon]

Breeze

THE STATISTICS;;

BIRTH NAME;; Breeze
NAME;; Whisper
BIRTHDAY;; [[5th, December, 2006]
AGE IN YEARS;;3
GENDER;; male
BREED;; Belgian Sheepdog

DIG DEEPER;;

PERSONALITY;; Whisper likes sneaking around in the dark since his fur is jet black. He doesn't mind being around other dogs but also likes the feel of being alone. He doesn't talk very much to any one and usually ignores them when they try to talk him. When in a pack, he will guard the land with his life, but finds fighting a bit tedious. His fighting skills are quite good, making him a silent killer, sneaking up from behind usually in the dark. When some say that thats a cowards work, he just claims to use the advantage above the rest. He has never fell in love with another dog and doesn't think he ever will. He hasn't even found a female close to what he wants. Whisper gets a bit mean when around pups. He can't stand them because they always mess with things or him. They can never seem to sit still either. Just an annoyance.
VOICE;; Whispers voice is a bit dark. When he talks, it's usually a soft sound but still low and a bit menacing. At night, when ordered to attack another dog, his voice makes the trees quiver in fear even though he doesn't speak above a whisper. No one has ever heard him yell before.
DESCRIPTION;; [[Picture]] Whisper has the same shade as the night sky. He moves around elegantly, despite his thick coat. He sheds a lot during the summer, while regaining it during the winter. There is no other color besides black on his fur and the only color comes from his mouth and eyes. His mouth is a bright pink, with white canines. His eyes are like a dark golden color. When moving around in the night, usually the only thing you would be able to see is his eyes. He stands about 24 inches and weighs 60 lbs. His coat isn't quite soft but neither is it wiry.
HISTORY;; Breeze was born in the winter and evidentially was the only of four pups to survive. His mother was a good mother, at least he thought. She always fed him and came back every night when she went away. But when Breeze grew up to the age of a year, his mother started to change. He followed his mother around but there were always times when she would leave him for a few days and then they would find each other again. She would never say where she went but every time she came back, she had this crazed look in her eyes, and then one day, she told him to follow her. He did dutifully, but was then told to wait in a clearing. Breeze didn't know what was going on but as he waited, he heard voices and smelled dogs. His mother appeared and with that crazed look. This time she wasn't alone.

In a matter of minutes, Breeze was mauled by 5 different dogs. His leg was badly injured and his muzzle had a scar on it but his fur soon grew over that. Breeze was able to kill one dog, and then injure the others enough to get them to flee. When he saw the dog that he had killed, he saw that it was his mother. Confusion whipped around his head, but mostly anger and rage. He left his mother. He left that land. He got a new name. He doesn't want to ever feel that pain, physical and emotional, ever again. Ever since then, he trained himself to be the best fighter he could ever be.

LOOK CLOSER;;

TALKING;; "Go away..."
LISTENING;; n/a (nothin special)
THINKING;; Oh, the possiblities...
PACK;; going to join one
OTHER;; i don't think so

CREATED BY;;
Flynn, CR to Un-Chained Don't steal.

(your fairy tales won't happen,,)