Harlow
Nov 7, 2014 13:19:23 GMT -4
Post by Harlow on Nov 7, 2014 13:19:23 GMT -4
~Harlow~
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Age: 4
Gender: Female
Species:Dog
Breed: Border Collie/Rottie Mix
Rank: Scout
Pack: Ebomy
Appearance: Standing 25" at the shoulder and weighing in at 50 pounds, Harlow really doesn't look any different than your average Border Collie. Her base coat is black, with caramel brown markings on her face and legs. She sports bright white on her chest and her two front legs. Her eyes are a simple amber color, holding a small round shape.
Personality: Harlow is nice. Honestly, she is. Despite her infamous first impression, which leaves everyone thinking that she's just a stubborn bitch with anything better to do at the moment. Underneath the facade, she's
fairly balanced. She knows how to keep her tempter in check, rarely flying off the handle. She great at listening, as she's rarely the one talking up a storm anyway. Once she's bonded with someone, she's loyal to the grave.
History: Harlow was born on a small farm to her mother Jazz, a border collie, and her father Bailey, a rottweiler. Life was comfortable as the only child, as she was the only pup that wasn't adopted out. Nothing spectacular, certainly lacking gold trimmings, but it was nice. She was raised as a farm dog, taking after her mother and picking up special herding techniques, as any good border collie does. She lived well for over three years, until a rather unnatural disaster took it all away from her.
She woke up in the barn where they slept, covered by a large pile of hay bails that she had dug a small opening into. It felt like her whole world was shaking, and her vision was blurry. The only thing she knew for sure was that her mother was pressed against her, screaming for her mate to come back. She looked up in time to see the figure of her father run out the door before the structure collapsed. Harlow and Jazz ducked back into the hay bail cover for protection and waited until the crashing of wood beams and metal pieces ended.
"Stay here, I'm going to find your father."
Harlow watched as her mother pushed her way through the debris and made her way out the door, calling Baily's name the whole time. Harlow waited for what seemed like forever, but her mother didn't come right back. Neither did her father. After a long time of searching, Harlow came to the conclusion that she had been avoiding, something she didn't want to admit to herself.
She was on her own now.
Harlow has been living in an abandoned car a few miles from the farm. Every so often, she returns, hoping to see her home resurrected to the way it once was, but she was always disappointed. Life was hard. Food was scarce, water even more so. Shelter was iffy. She could never really let her guard down. She was thankful that she knew how to sneak around well. While she did know how to fight, her size didn't make her seem like the most formidable enemy. She just focused on trying to survive.
Family: Just Jazz and Bailey, both passed now.
Mate: n/a
Pups: none
Other Characters: Not yet
How Did You Find ASW?: Lots of searching
OOC Name: Just Jay
Hidden Password: Both passwords correct and removed - Alphess Ariste
Main Account: n/a
Image:
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Species:Dog
Breed: Border Collie/Rottie Mix
Rank: Scout
Pack: Ebomy
Appearance: Standing 25" at the shoulder and weighing in at 50 pounds, Harlow really doesn't look any different than your average Border Collie. Her base coat is black, with caramel brown markings on her face and legs. She sports bright white on her chest and her two front legs. Her eyes are a simple amber color, holding a small round shape.
Personality: Harlow is nice. Honestly, she is. Despite her infamous first impression, which leaves everyone thinking that she's just a stubborn bitch with anything better to do at the moment. Underneath the facade, she's
fairly balanced. She knows how to keep her tempter in check, rarely flying off the handle. She great at listening, as she's rarely the one talking up a storm anyway. Once she's bonded with someone, she's loyal to the grave.
History: Harlow was born on a small farm to her mother Jazz, a border collie, and her father Bailey, a rottweiler. Life was comfortable as the only child, as she was the only pup that wasn't adopted out. Nothing spectacular, certainly lacking gold trimmings, but it was nice. She was raised as a farm dog, taking after her mother and picking up special herding techniques, as any good border collie does. She lived well for over three years, until a rather unnatural disaster took it all away from her.
She woke up in the barn where they slept, covered by a large pile of hay bails that she had dug a small opening into. It felt like her whole world was shaking, and her vision was blurry. The only thing she knew for sure was that her mother was pressed against her, screaming for her mate to come back. She looked up in time to see the figure of her father run out the door before the structure collapsed. Harlow and Jazz ducked back into the hay bail cover for protection and waited until the crashing of wood beams and metal pieces ended.
"Stay here, I'm going to find your father."
Harlow watched as her mother pushed her way through the debris and made her way out the door, calling Baily's name the whole time. Harlow waited for what seemed like forever, but her mother didn't come right back. Neither did her father. After a long time of searching, Harlow came to the conclusion that she had been avoiding, something she didn't want to admit to herself.
She was on her own now.
Harlow has been living in an abandoned car a few miles from the farm. Every so often, she returns, hoping to see her home resurrected to the way it once was, but she was always disappointed. Life was hard. Food was scarce, water even more so. Shelter was iffy. She could never really let her guard down. She was thankful that she knew how to sneak around well. While she did know how to fight, her size didn't make her seem like the most formidable enemy. She just focused on trying to survive.
Family: Just Jazz and Bailey, both passed now.
Mate: n/a
Pups: none
Other Characters: Not yet
How Did You Find ASW?: Lots of searching
OOC Name: Just Jay
Hidden Password: Both passwords correct and removed - Alphess Ariste
Main Account: n/a
