Post by seriously on Jan 19, 2013 15:49:05 GMT -5
name-
mila
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age-
3 years
gender-
female
breed-
siberian husky
personality-
flirtatious
males seem to make mila go naturally insane, her pupils displayed, body rage with a tingling sensation, nearly turning her into a completely different canine. voice gets seductive, she never clings, just hits and runs and hopes that they beg for more. which usually happens.
unwillingly obedient
training has completely changed her to the point that she cannot baree to disobey an order, by anyone. therefore if a canine would tell her to sit, she would not question sitting. now obedience came naturally and was considered to be a disadvantage.
sarcastic
it's in cases seemingly humorous for her to challenge others who think their so great, snooty attitudes so she'll outwit them easily with her high amounts of sarcasm.
calm
also, training has taught her to not panic in any given situation No matter how insane. basically she never gets violent, or shy, just neutral.
curious
now that she has decided to let her life fly with the pattern of the wind, mila likes to discover new things, have a good time. however, sometimes it gets her into trouble, pain or humiliation are often punishments for her actions.
history-
once upon a time, soldiers had the absolute ability to choose, as well as train a canine companion to bring into battle with them, not only for protection, but also for a friend. no matter the breed, nor gender, nor age. that was the beauty in the program. a young man, teenager perhaps left home at a young age with crazy ambitions that failed to do him any good in life, therefore forcing him to endure a life in military services in order to accomplish any gratitude for the man. the boys name was Mitch, very nice was he, also a dog lover, enrolled himself in the canine combat unit, hoping for a chance to actually work with the dogs. he did. so, when the group of men went to pick their dogs, it didn't take long for Mitch to point at the red puppy. at last it was his companion. immediately they began training, brutal hard work together, yet they enjoyed it. one day though, it all became surreal, mila could taste the fear arousing from the whole unit as the master began to demand the soldiers into different directions, packing bags, guns, clipping their canines into place and jumping into their jeeps and planes.
the whole situation was confusing and sent shockwaves down the young dogs spine. She had yet to finish her training. after many sleepless nights in tents, barking at any noise detected as she had been taught, making mitch leap up, pointing his gun, only to fall back and close his eyes once again. the next morning, the pair awoke early to screaming of the men, commands being shout, they had to trek with their team through the small dusty town, searching building, guns exiled in front of them, prepared to shoot. eventually, they had to take down a couple men wearing masks in a certain building, dark, with a flashing light and a buzzer going off above them, ringing her ears. nothing about the place felt right, yet the men were all fine, no one had been shot, until they least expected it. when they were leaving, the back of the until, two sets back had fallen to the ground with a bullet wound through his head, automatically the canine began to panic, hyperventilating, whining, eyes filled with sadness and fear, before it was too late, unknowingly, the same man shot the dog as well, just incase she would decide to fight back.
a stampede of gunshots began, blood sputtering, dogs barking, there was a man in front of them, wearing the same mask as the one who had killed their teammate. growling rumbled from her throat as mitch stumbled to the ground with a wound to the chest. utterly diverting her attention from her beloved and lurching onto the man, hearing a clank as the gun fell to the ground, her jaw clenching on his neck, as originally thought to be correct. a twist of pain erupted through her body before falling to the ground. the whole world going black for what seemed as an eternity. when she woke up, no longer did she exist in russia, her home place, she was now american in the town of saddle creek, with a wound in her shoulder blade, yet no humans in sight, they had evacuated the area. now, mila has to learn how to keep going, to forget about the past and focus on her future.Now she lives everyday like it's her last in her happily never after.
appearance-
coat color- red and white
coat type- double layer, highly feathered as well as plumed
eyes- bicameral- one blue, one brown, wide, perfectly centered, half blind in blue eye
ears- erect, pointed and tufted
tail- mostly white, ticked with rust.
size- weight- thirty seven pounds, height- twenty one inches from toes to tip of the ears
legs- muscular, completely white except for white tips on hind legs
face- long muzzle, red blaze down the center of her face, heart shaped rust colored outlining
