soviet // male

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Name:
Soviet
Age:
4
Gender:
Male
Breed:
Standard Poodle
Pack:
I may be making a pack for him.





Eye color:
Green
Pelt color:
Black
Full description:
Soviet stands at eighteen inches tall, which is slightly large for a Standard Poodle; as most of them stand at about fifteen inches tall. His features pretty much do not differ from any other Standard Poodle's. His hair is shorter, clinging to his skin in tight curls. His fur is also very thick. His legs are long, and his feet are webbed. He is an excellent swimmer. His face is long and sharp. Bright green eyes stare out from a black background with startling beauty. All in all, Soviet is a very pretty being. A few scars litter his frame, but it is impossible to see them because they are covered by his thick fur. A blue collar sits around his neck, ragged. This is the only hint that he ever belonged to a person. The collar is very loose on him, where he has lost so much weight since the humans died off. He could probably easily slip it off, but it is a reminder of everything that he is fighting for.


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Likes:
♥ Puppies
♥ Females
♥ Poodles
♥ Love
♥ Peace
♥ Spring
♥ Fall
♥ Sleeping
♥ Eating
Dislikes:
★ Thieves
★ Liars
★ Cheaters
★ Anyone who is mean to a puppy
★ Winter
★ Summer
★ Going hungry
Full Personality:
All in all, Soviet is a good guy. He doesn't like to fight. He mostly keeps his personal problems to himself, not wanting to bother anyone else with them. He can easily come off as stoic and distant, but this is really the opposite of who he is. Soviet is a playful soul, who just loves to have a good time. It just takes him about an hour to warm up to you. That's right, no trust issues here; not really. He only comes off as serious to put up a front in case the canine he is aquainting himself with is more the serious type. Soviet doesn't really like cats, but he can tolerate them as long as they aren't instigating. If they are just looking for a fight, then he is going to treat them much more harshly than he would a dog. He doesn't really like fighting, but everyone has their limits. Soviet adores puppies with everything inside of him, and longs to have some of his own someday. But first he just has to find the right girl, something that probably won't be very easy for him. Since Soviet grew up in a family where the only dog that was worthy of even a second glance was a purebred Standard Poodle, he has a hard time looking at any female that isn't a Standard Poodle in a romantic way. He does not judge the whole canine race on their breed, no, if friendship is all they are wanting he could really care less what breed they were. He can't help but to let what he grew up with sway his decisions sometimes, though.





Birth Day:
June 19th
Birth Clan/pack/tribe etc:
None?
Family:
Living:
Borus - Brother
Chalk - Nephew
Karra - Niece
Dead:
Jamey - Sister-In-Law? xD
Farellie - Sister
Dice - Father
Moon - Mother
History:
Soviet was born into a fanatic's home. Well, the fanatic didn't live too long, but he was born in her home none the less. See, this little old lady absolutely loved Standard Poodles. She'd raised and bred them since she was twenty years old, and she had a picture of every Poodle she'd even owned. Soviet was born into a litter with two other siblings; Borus and Farellie. They had wonderful parents, and grew up pretty easily. Since the world was going to hell anyway, no one ever came to see about their owner who had died. The Poodles lived in the house until Soviet and his siblings were about six months old.

But they had ran out of food, and had to move. Soviet's parents did not fair well on the streets, and died within a month. It was a sad time for he and his siblings, but they made it through. Borus took up the role of the leader, and soon enough managed to find a mate by the name of Jamey. The little family lived happily for a time, and Jamey gave birth to two little puppies; Chalk and Karra.

Things couldn't stay good for them forever, unfortunately. They had a very good area claimed, with plenty of food. A roaming group of much bigger, stronger, and meaner dogs decided that they deserved the area more. They made quick work Farrelie and Jamey who were trying to protect the pups while Borus and Soviet attempted to drive them out. When the two males saw when had happened to the females, they became enraged. They killed a couple of the dogs, and grabbed up the puppies, running as far away as they could.

Eventually they stopped. Their goodbye was bittersweet. They wanted to stay together, but they knew they had different things in mind. Soviet came upon this place, and decided to see what he could find here.

[Stella]