Post by cherokee on Oct 27, 2011 1:52:42 GMT -5
Name: Cherokee
Alias: Cherokee
Gender: Female.
Age: 6 years
Birthdate: March 23 2125
Species: Dog.
Breed: Shelty x Corgie mix
Purebred: No.
Pack: Loner.
Height: 1 ft. 4 in.
Weight: 15 lbs
Build: a bit stocky, low to the ground. Her tail curls upwards then down, making the tip almost touch the base of the tail
Coat: thick, slightly long fur coat. a bit matted and dirty. Tan, with white paws. Small white strip on the base of the head, and a white tip on her fluffy tail.
Head: small head, short and a bit slender nose. Her ears are floppy.
Eyes: larger eyes, dark, almost black, brown. Quite rounded.
Scars: None.
Accessories: none.
Pictures: None
Speed: Average.
Stamina: Low.
Strength: Average.
Fighting: Above average.
Strengths: She is quite agile, able to twist and turn quickly. She is usually quite friendly, and has a nice sense of humor.
Weaknesses: Has a slight limp in her left paw. She wont ever fight a puppy. Has a major food aggression, so no sharing.
Personality: Cherokee has a pretty sweet disposition, although not commonly found in dogs around these parts. It has always just been a gift of her to be kind, unless it came to food, she always needed her food, and would share with no one. She usually thinks of herself as a lower on the food chain, and will submit easily, although a good fight now and then does her good. She is always alert, and walks in a faster pace, as if shes going somewhere. She speaks to herself a lot, after her months of loneliness.
She loves live prey more than scavenged meat, but will eat what is needed to survive, no matter how untasty. She loves to explore, everywhere and everything, but always makes sure that she is not trespassing, or going to get into a fight with a larger dog.
Fears: Larger dogs, deep water, and humans.
Family: mother- isabella, father- Kazi Brothers- Taz [living] Kalik [deceased] sisters- Chiba [deceased]
History: Cherokee was born two years after the disease had broken out. Her first few months of life were hard, and she lost two out of the three siblings she had. Only herself and her brother lived through those harsh times. She never knew much of her father, he was always out hunting for them. After turning two she set out on her own, no longer wanting her family to have to support her, and from then on she has been wandering by herself, now trying to find her long lost brother.
Played by: Pie
Role Play Sample: Cherokees nose was almost touching the ground as she searched for food. taking small short breaths. Her tan ears were perked, searching for the sounds of other dogs like herself. She raised her head as she heard a metallic noise, and saw one of the humans from the few that remained approaching her. She bolted, her short legs pumping against the black top as fast as they could carry her, nails clacking against the hard surface. Her dark brown eyes were large with terror, fear gripping at her insides. She could practically feel what little food she had in her starting to rise into her throat, but she kept it down. Making sure she was a safe distance from the human, she stopped, her tongue lawling out as she began to pant from the short sprint she had just done.
Alias: Cherokee
Gender: Female.
Age: 6 years
Birthdate: March 23 2125
Species: Dog.
Breed: Shelty x Corgie mix
Purebred: No.
Pack: Loner.
Height: 1 ft. 4 in.
Weight: 15 lbs
Build: a bit stocky, low to the ground. Her tail curls upwards then down, making the tip almost touch the base of the tail
Coat: thick, slightly long fur coat. a bit matted and dirty. Tan, with white paws. Small white strip on the base of the head, and a white tip on her fluffy tail.
Head: small head, short and a bit slender nose. Her ears are floppy.
Eyes: larger eyes, dark, almost black, brown. Quite rounded.
Scars: None.
Accessories: none.
Pictures: None
Speed: Average.
Stamina: Low.
Strength: Average.
Fighting: Above average.
Strengths: She is quite agile, able to twist and turn quickly. She is usually quite friendly, and has a nice sense of humor.
Weaknesses: Has a slight limp in her left paw. She wont ever fight a puppy. Has a major food aggression, so no sharing.
Personality: Cherokee has a pretty sweet disposition, although not commonly found in dogs around these parts. It has always just been a gift of her to be kind, unless it came to food, she always needed her food, and would share with no one. She usually thinks of herself as a lower on the food chain, and will submit easily, although a good fight now and then does her good. She is always alert, and walks in a faster pace, as if shes going somewhere. She speaks to herself a lot, after her months of loneliness.
She loves live prey more than scavenged meat, but will eat what is needed to survive, no matter how untasty. She loves to explore, everywhere and everything, but always makes sure that she is not trespassing, or going to get into a fight with a larger dog.
Fears: Larger dogs, deep water, and humans.
Family: mother- isabella, father- Kazi Brothers- Taz [living] Kalik [deceased] sisters- Chiba [deceased]
History: Cherokee was born two years after the disease had broken out. Her first few months of life were hard, and she lost two out of the three siblings she had. Only herself and her brother lived through those harsh times. She never knew much of her father, he was always out hunting for them. After turning two she set out on her own, no longer wanting her family to have to support her, and from then on she has been wandering by herself, now trying to find her long lost brother.
Played by: Pie
Role Play Sample: Cherokees nose was almost touching the ground as she searched for food. taking small short breaths. Her tan ears were perked, searching for the sounds of other dogs like herself. She raised her head as she heard a metallic noise, and saw one of the humans from the few that remained approaching her. She bolted, her short legs pumping against the black top as fast as they could carry her, nails clacking against the hard surface. Her dark brown eyes were large with terror, fear gripping at her insides. She could practically feel what little food she had in her starting to rise into her throat, but she kept it down. Making sure she was a safe distance from the human, she stopped, her tongue lawling out as she began to pant from the short sprint she had just done.