Post by LiVEFORPiNK on Sept 5, 2006 19:30:53 GMT -5
Name: Bridgett
Nicknames: Bridie, Bri
Age: 2 Years, 8 Months
Gender: Female
Colour: Violet
Breed: Purebred Chien de Berger Belge (Belgian Tervuren)
Pack: None
Position: Wanderer
Appearance: Bridgett is a purebred Belgian Tervuren (which will be talked about in history). Her body is well built, muscular, and strong. She isn't too broad, or bulky in stature. Her ears stand pricked, and alert-looking ontop of her head, and are a good size, not to big or small. Her eyes are a deep, very dark oaken colour. Her muzzle tapers a bit, but is not extrememly long in comparison to her skull. Her legs are straight, and a bit long compaired to other dogs her size. All of her dewclaws have been clipped. She has a long, and feather-like tail. Her fur is mostly a tannish brown colour, with black tippings and ends, and black on the feathered parts of her chest, underbelly, and undertail. Her ears are black on the inside, and her muzze is a completely midnight black color. The hair on her muzzle, ears, lower legs and feet is shorter then the hair on the rest of her body. She is a tri-ped, which means that she only has 3 legs, not four. Her back right leg is missing. *More will be explaned in her history
(Minus back right leg)
Behavior: Bridgett has a bit of a bolder personality. She is kind of... pregnant dogy, and has a lofty tone. She can be kind of rude if you happen to catch her on a bad day. She isn't really sensitive about her leg anymore, she has gotten used to it over the years. She knows that this is a disadvantage, but she uses all of her will power to overcome this disablilty. She doesn't like other dogs feeling sorry for her, because she likes to show that she is strong and can cope with her handicap. Since she is a purebred Belgian Tervuren, she can be kind of snotty about it. She is strong, and can protect herself even only with three legs, because she was bred to be strong.
History: She was born at a Belgian Tervuren puppy mill, just next to the Ashen City. There, the humans would find the best purebred Belgian Tervurens, train them to run courses and preform tricks so that the humans could win the prize money. They also bred the show dogs when they could no longer enter shows and competitions. They would make them have tons, and tons of litters, just to sell their purebred puppies for money.
Her mother was a well-known show dog, who won many awards and won the humans lots of money. As she became older, and her coat darker, they decided to breed her. The humans hoped desperately that one puppy in the litter would be just like her, perfectly trained with the right body and coat for showing. A few of her littermates were sold, but they kept a few that looked like they had potential. As she grew up, she began to look more and more like her mother. They knew that she would be perfect. When she was 7 months old, she was outside playing with a few other puppies. Their ball rolled across the street. Bridgett blissfully strided across the street, but it happened too quickly for her to notice.
She woke up a day later, in some strange place. She was dizzy, and woozy, not knowing what was going on. She lay there for a while, then noticed something strange. One of her back legs was gone. She was scared for a moment, and tried to move around, sluggishly. She then gave up, and fell back asleep. A few weeks later, the humans from the puppy mill came back to pick her up. But they were shocked at the news that her back leg had to be amputated. She could never show, and be as perfect as her mother. They then threw her away, like a used toy.
She wandered around for a while, coming and going from a few places around near the puppy mill. She then came across the Ashen City, where she has decided to live now.
