Post by sunbear on Jun 28, 2012 13:33:57 GMT -5
Character Name: Sunny
Nickname: Shiney
Age: 3 Years Old
Gender: Female
Breed: Akita/Rottweiler mix
Alliance: Islander (crater)
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Your Age: 14
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Nickname: Shiney
Age: 3 Years Old
Gender: Female
Breed: Akita/Rottweiler mix
Alliance: Islander (crater)
Appearance:
Sunny was named for her all golden-brown coat. Her muzzle is the only exception, for it is jet black. The length of her coat is short to medium and quite sleek. She has dark-brown eyes the color of dark chocolate that look focused and wizened, and sometimes can give a puppy-like look. Her floppy ears reached down to her eyes and are triangular. Her tail is thick and feathered like a Rottweilers instead of curly like an Akitas. Her nose is black and her pads are pink with black splotches dotted everywhere. She has almost invisible white whiskers protruding from her muzzle, above her eyes, and below her chin. To sum it up, her coat is where her Akita genes kick in.Personality:
She has a big, bulky figure that is healthy and well-muscled. She stands at 24 inches and weighs 94 pounds, which is between the standards of female Akitas and Rottweilers. Her figure is what shows that she has Rottweiler in her, although her jowls don't hang down as much. Obviously, her appearance isn't the only one that belongs to a mix of an Akita and a Rottweiler, because as everyone knows, mutts come in all different colors, forms, and sizes.
Sunny lives up to her name, for her heart is full of sunshine and fun. This is passing strange, for both the Akita and Rottweiler, aside from the stories and myths of being prone to aggressiveness toward humans, are calm and docile. She is eager to make new dog friends and likes the company of other dogs. Otherwise, she gets bored easily. She must have a dog buddy to be with her when she goes off exploring or going on any adventure.History:
Sunny really likes exploring the island and swimming, and sometimes basking in the sun when she doesn't feel like doing anything else. She wishes that she can climb the palm trees, although they are too skinny and light, especially for a bear like her. Because of her high prey-drive, she likes to chase birds and any other small inhabitants of the island. Once she's caught her prey, she likes to kill it violently and bring it back to a friend, or maybe try to eat it herself. She also likes puppies and likes to do things with them, like bring them on adventures, teach them things, or simply tell stories.
Sunny loathes bad weather and cloudy days. They make it feel as if the world is full of darkness, and she feels a bit drowsy when that happens. She can't do anything but stay close to the pack, when she's a natural born adventurer and swimmer. When this happens she tries to make the best of things by sharing stories with her friends or just talking about something to kill time, but inside she feels uneasy. You also might think that she hates grumpy dogs, but for some reason she likes them all the more for their seriousness.
Sunny seems to be a free-spirit and immune to anything, but she has one great fear that sounds rather ridiculous: crabs. Crabs, with their pincers and ugliness, frighten her very much. She'll run away in fear if she's too close to one, and she tries not to look at it, afraid that she'll faint at it's hideousness. She's been afraid of them ever since she was a small puppy and today, after three years, the fear still sticks. Some dogs look at her weirdly and just go over to the crab and pick it up in their jaws, much to her awe and amazement.
Currently, Sunny has no goals or secrets. She just likes her everyday life to be full of fun, adventure, and companions. Nothing special to most dogs, but to her, its everything. Some female dogs have tried to press her to get a mate, but currently she doesn't even think about it. She thinks that her mate will be prim and proper and try to fix her behavior, which is the last thing that she would want to happen. She has many years ahead of her and doesn't want to have to make a big maturity change just yet.
Sunny was born to a Rottweiler father, Rocko and a golden-brown Akita mother, Rosie who were both descendants of the islander dogs that arrived to the island before the foreigners. Together, they had eight puppies: Sunny, Storm, the dominate one, Windy, Cento, Blackie, Talon, Bear, and Kumi, the runt of the litter, and the weakest. They all got along together, although Sunny was more close to Cento and Blackie more than the others, and she often quarreled with Talon. Sadly, when the pups were four months old, Kumi died of an illness that wasn't curable, much to everyone's grief, because they all did their best to protect her from the evils of the world, since she was so sensitive and fragile.Your Name: Rosabel
Rocko and Rosie did their best to recover from their sadness so they could keep on supporting their other pups, but deep inside they've never forgotten. With their parent's help and support, the puppies were able to continue with their life instead of dwelling in sadness and sorrow. They continued to romp around and wag their tails like usual, and not to mention, being bowled over by Storm, the biggest one of them all.
When Sunny and her siblings entered their first year, they started to become more independent and depended less on their parents for food and warmth, although they would always go back to their parents at night to rest. But gradually, they started to go their separate ways, free of being confined to one place. They would sleep wherever they wanted to sleep, be where the wanted to be in any time of the day, etc. Sunny still keeps a strong bond with them, especially with Cento and Blackie, and sees them everyday.
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I was just searching "Akita x German Shepherd" in google and I found this as one of the links of the pictures of those cute puppies.Did you read the rules?: Sample Post:
"Papa, is Kumi ever going to come back?" Sunny asked, padding beside her big, bulky black and tan father as they were having a peaceful stroll at the shore of the beach, listening to the seagulls calling and the roar of the waves coming to and fro. They were leaving behind perfect paw prints in the soft, damp sand.
At her question, Rocko stopped padding and stood stone still, his dark-brown eyes gazing at the rocks before them, or perhaps into space. The look on his face was full of grief and sadness that Sunny regretted asking that, but she honestly just wanted to know when Kumi was going to drop by and visit.
Heaving a heavy sigh, Rock woofed without looking at his daughter, "Eventually, we'll see Kumi again, but not in a long time." That was one thing that he took solace in when his father died: they wouldn't be separated from their dead forever. There would be a time when they, too, would perish and reunite. But it was going to be an excruciatingly long time, and he was going to have to live with the guilt that he, a big, strong, healthy dog who was able to take down mighty beasts couldn't even save his small, weak daughter from being out of harms way.
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