Post by Vega And Diadra on Jul 13, 2008 17:56:45 GMT -6
Name: Diadra
Gender: Female
Age: 3
Breed: Husky
Color: Black, white underneath.
Markings: Pink line down nose. White brow markings.
Personality: Mysterious and quiet, this sheba prefers to be around a only a small group, if she can help it, or if not, solitude is her aim. She likes to slink around in the comfort of the shadows during at day, but at night, her wild side is vivid and alive.
History/Past: A shelter dog since birth, this fae has known nothing but the streets. She escaped the pound at eight weeks, through a hole in the back fence, since then, she has gone under the aliace of Diadra. Her mother was brought into the pound, taken from the residence of an animal hoarder, she died emmidiately after birth, and the pups were allowed to stay until they could be adopted.
She was the most active from the start, her eyes the first to open, her vocal chords the first to utter a sound, and to her care takers, she was the rascal. Baths were a strugle, play time closely monitered, and walks? Forget it! Her highstrung behaviour nearly led her to euthanization many a times. But somthing about her always changed their minds.
After her days of being fed on a bottle, she grew accustomed to having her food delivered daily, water, and a blanked to curl up in at the end of the day. Needless to say, her first day on the run came about as a bit of a shock.
Months after her escape, the flyers, letters, and advertisements hoping for her safe return faded out, and the pedestrians of the town ajacent to Sirius forgot about her. Fur began to lose its color, stomach shrivled away to nothing before another came to her rescue. Soft words of velvet led her to a desperately needed meal, but before dawn, her savior had vanished. For the years following her escape, she wandered the streets searching for a new home, and for the mysterious brute that saved her life. But now, she has made her way into Sirus city, and look out world, here comes Diadra.
Anything Else: Nope.
