Post by Haiku on Sept 2, 2013 14:11:13 GMT -5
Name: Phinnigan
Gender: Male
Age: 2 Years
Breed: Basenji
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Gender: Male
Age: 2 Years
Breed: Basenji
Appearance:
A small frame, but tightly built. For his size, Phinnigan is muscled but not stocky. Thin furred and coated in an inky black and white, with tan points, he wears a tuxedo-like coat, although he is not terribly gentlemanly. Wrinkled in the forehead, with a look that seems to beg an amused question, his tail is tightly curled over his back. Long and tall, for a small breed, his legs are thin and he is almost cat like in his balance and coordination. Very smooth and sleek, his gait is quick and bouncy. Like most of his breed, his voice is unusual - whenever he decides to bark, it manifests itself into a yodel or a scream, instead.
Personality:
Quirky, fun-loving and extremely sarcastic - Phin is very amusing and very amused, never serious and always teasing. For his size, he is far from nervous. Instead, he parades around as if he owns everything he touches and will crack jokes on even the biggest, bulliest of dogs. Fearless and flexible, he enjoys climbing to heights most dogs could not obtain and is boastful about his abilities, sometimes stretching it a bit. Mostly friendly, he can sometimes be mean with mockery and when it a bad mood, he is notoriously difficult to live with. Perceptive, he reads others very well and is a skilled hunter of a small vermin.
History:
Born into a small litter of only one, his parent's owners kept him. They were breed enthusiast and he grew up around a great deal of love for his kind. Mostly escaping the narcissium of his parents, he was a difficult puppy - always getting into anything, too stubborn to listen. When the dust came and everyone abandoned ship, he was left behind - although accidentally. A carelessly open door and some wanderings found him separated from his family, who he would never find again.
As a small dog, he thrived in the new, hostile environment. He squeezed into small spaces for shelter and hunted on rats, when he could catch them. After some time alone, he decided to venture more and began looking for company, deciding to start his life anew in this new world.
