Rin

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Name: Rin
Gender: Female
Age: 1.5 Years
Breed: Dutch Shepherd
Appearance:

A beautiful coat of dark brindle hugs the athletic build of this medium sized female. Toned but slim, capable of great speed, balance and endurance - Rin is built to physically excel. Her form is feminine, but strong. Her movement is easy and swift, often low and cautious. Her expression is typically one of quiet attention - or mistrust. Her amber eyes are deep and sharp with intelligence. Though young, she is an attractive but foreboding female - often keeping other at bay with the silent threat of her glare.

Personality:

A complex mess of confusion, Rin is quite young and therefore quite lost. Her pedigree comes complete with the instinct to guard and serve, but she lacks direction. Never having been used for her proper purpose, she feels only the muddled instincts and it drives her to seek out the wrong people to devote herself to. Loyal to a fault, she is highly mistrusting - most especially of males - but is easily won over with the right words. She can be used for good or evil, all depending upon who controls her allegiance - the likes of which she is too keen to give to the undeserving. Protective, intelligent and deep down, quite venerable, Rin puts up an excellent fire wall, though she is rarely unnecessarily aggressive. She cannot stand to be alone, but will not complain, and though she truly works hard to figure herself out - she is still very much confused.

History:

Bred from police dogs for an untold amount of generations - her lineage traces all the way back to the countries of Germany and Russia. Her parents, however, were born and raised within the states. She has no idea when she was born, or the circumstances surrounding her birth. In fact whether by her mind's attempt to protect her or some other medical condition, she cannot remember anything of her puphood. The earliest she is capable of recalling, she was around 6 months old - and alone.

She remembers the first one she followed - an old loner. They took care of her and when she grew older, they used her to steal. After death, she wandered alone again - until finding another. And so it would be until she grew independent again, the most recent time. Growing up mostly alone and with doubt in her heart about those that called her a companion, she cannot remain by herself and so searches again. The desolate, abandoned town is all she has ever known - if there were humans, she does not know them, though she longs to. Instead, she makes her way with her own kind, silently trying to figure it all out.

[Tundra ?]

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