velcro

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[atrb=background,http://i46.tinypic.com/2d1v1vc.png] - - - - name, velcro - - - - nicknames, just velcro - - - - gender, female - - - - age, almost five - - - - breed, american pit bull terrier mix - - - - sexuality, straight, she views most other females as competition - - - - allegiance, none - - - - eyes, dark brown - - - - fur, short and white with tan markings - - - - build, very muscular and fit - - - - distinguishing marks, cropped ears, scars on her legs, and her tan markings - - - - height, twenety inches - - - - overall personality, Never, ever, would this pit be caught dead in a pack. She really doesn't like to play by the rules. It's either her way or the highway and she won't ever be changing that. Unless she were to, somehow in some crazy world, become alpha than there would be no way she would accept a rank lower than any other canine. Especially since she may want to slaughter any bitch who, clearly, doesn't care what they look like. After all, appearance is everything. This female is prone to violent mood swings. Not literally violent, but they can be pretty rough. One moment she will be happy go lucky (though it will most likely be an act) and the next thing you know she is mad at you for something you probably didn't do. And if you can get her mad enough, you might even have a fifty pound dog on top of you with her teeth bared. She's really not a canine that likes to play games. Velcro doesn't play nice when it comes to getting what she wants. You want to fight the power, then you'll get the power and she sure as hell won't be playing the usual good girl routine. This is the one thing she won't hide her true colors. When it comes to you denying her, she will never be a happy camper. Pretty much you will be dead to her. Unless, of course, you want to challenge her to a fight. Then she will, if only for a moment, acknowledge your presence. Yep, this female enjoys a good fight. Whether she is just watching or whether she is actually in the middle of it. Surprisingly, it can actually have a calming effect on her. Her guards go down and she doesn't care what she or anyone else in there looks like. Instead she's just focused on studying the moves of the fight. It's actually a pleasurable moment for her since she does a complete 360. This may be one of the only situations she would ever be caught being around a canine without commenting on the way they look. Velcro is all about the looks. Not only is she into herself much more than she should be, but she's also worried about being seen with a dog that doesn't meet her 'standards'. If she doesn't think they are pretty, the first thing she will do is try to change them and mold them into a dog that she thinks is pretty. If that fails, she will just try to meet up with them alone where other canines can't see her. If all else fails, she will just totally ignore said canine and not even try to talk to them. She probably won't even think of a male as anything but an acquaintance if they are not handsome. She is as shallow as they come, I'm afraid to say. This female will stop at nothing to get what she wants. She has to be one of the most manipulative canines you will ever meet. Whether she is selling her body, her services, or something else; if she wants it she is going to get it. This same principle can be applied to males and objects she desires. If she sees some good eye candy, she won't hesitate to walk right up to him and try to convince him of her worth and beauty. After all, at least to her, she's one of the prettiest pups you will ever see! Velcro isn't childish in the sense where she is all about joking around. In fact, she is quite the mature type. She's childish in the sense where if she has something she wants she isn't able to consider the idea of sharing. And she will do whatever she has to do in order to keep that. She just will not deal with having to share with canines that are beneath her. Nope, not gonna happen. Ever. As long as she is alive. This girl is overly confident when it comes to, basically, everything. She believes she deserves the best when it comes to everything. She walks around town strutting her stuff without caring who she manages to piss off. In fact, she enjoys stepping on others' toes and she does it quite often when she has nothing better to do. You could say she just goes out looking for trouble, but truth is, her last name spells trouble. - - - - father's name, zues - - - - mother's name, crush - - - - siblings, xavier and van - - - - non-blood family, none - - - - overall history, Velcro was born to be a fighting dog and, though the man who owned her mother named her "Bruiser" her parents had other ideas and named her Velcro. She was born into a small litter of three: two females and one male and while her siblings were sold off to other fighting men, Velcro was kept in order to follow in her mothers foot steps. As soon as the pup was half a year old with her adult teeth in her mouth, the man began to train her to fight. She spent so much time with her owner training that, when the time to fight came the pup became nervous and, ultimately, lost. Later that night the man beat her until she could no longer stand, so Velcro decided to toughen up and become the dog her owner wanted her to be. Suddenly she was winning against other males that were about a year older than her. Soon as business began to pick up with her fighting career, Velcro's social skills began to diminish. And when Velcro was tossed out onto the street to make room for younger dogs, the female had to depend on herself to survive, setting her back socially even further. She's currently wandering around trying to work on her social skills and what not. - - - - rp sample, posted with "Promise" the original Velcro - - - Now, Promise wasn't normally one to fuck up a nice party. Of course, when she was as bored as she was today, she wasn't against it either. In fact, the sound of a male crying out was very much interesting to her. That's why she chose the path she did. She figured it wouldn't hurt, going after the canine that had made the sound. He was clearly looking for someone or something. It probably wasn't Promise he wanted, but who gave a rat's ass about what he wanted? Not her. She strutted down the sidewalk confidently. The only time she broke her gait was to sniff the air when she reached the spot where she figured the noise had originated from. There were only two dogs in the area. One scent didn't bother her, but the other one stepped on her toes. It was the smell of a female. She'd clearly marked the area recently. Promise wasn't a person to take to dominance well and, if this female wanted a challenge, she would have no problems with giving her what she wanted. The other scent, however, spoke to her different words. It was two scents mixed together. Testosterone, obviously a male's scent, and fading estrogen. So he was looking for his sex partner, then? Well that would explain the noise, but why would he cry out to her. Clearly she wanted to leave, why chase her. If he'd gotten what he wanted and she got what she wanted, then there was no clear reason to display such a display of weakness. Oh, clearly this male had no experience what so ever. Everyone knew the rules of sex without strings. You got what you wanted and got out. So the Schnauzer waltzed through the opening in bricks, surveying the area. It was a nice place for a couple to meet up. Dark, warm, and ever so slightly romantic. It reeked of a perfect area for things to go on. A pleased smile crossed her lips. She'd gone a while without getting any, but clearly the male had gotten some last night. She couldn't help but feel an ever so slight ping of jealousy. Damn, she was lonely! The only worthy partner she had met around here was Venus, alpha of Dolohov. But even then he was still weary of her. Clearly it would take a while before she could get it into his head that she wanted him. The first canine she saw was a shepherd mix. Probably around the size of herself. This female was gorgeous! Her stomach turned in a knot. She hadn't looked at herself in so long. What if she was prettier than Promise? She wanted to say it was impossible, but without seeing herself lately she couldn't say that. Quickly, her eyes looked for her reflection. She found it in a puddle near her paws she had only just noticed. Damn, was she a dumb dog! She looked at her wiry black hair. Everything was in order and she was looking as sexy as ever. Without a moment's notice, her attention turned back to the female who was eating at a bird. "Bitch, this is my town. You want to mark an area with the intent of dominance then you've gotta go through me first." she spoke, a high pitched bark escaping her lungs. Her hackles had begun to raise as she watched the female. She was too pretty for her own good either way. She had a base coat of light tan with darker shepherd markings. It made her sick at the sight of such a beautiful thing. Her ears were similar to Promise's in the way that they stood. They neither stood nor fell. Instead, they rested in the middle. She looked to be well fed for a stray in this area. It wasn't too surprising since, looking at her kill, she was creative with her hunting. Again, a pain of jealousy ran through the female's body. She wanted that.

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