Name: Pascal

Nicknames: Rascal, Callie, Pallie, Pal

Gender: Male

Age: Young

Race: Dog

Breed: 50% Husky, 50% Dalmatian

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Job: Wishes to be a Sled-Dog

Friends: Jenna, Balto, Aleu, Kodi, Belle, Rusty, Open

Enemies: Steele, Kaltag, Star, Nikki, Open

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Mother: Belle

Father: Rusty

Siblings: N/A

Mate: N/A

Crush: Summer (c) leadstallion

Crushers: Open

Pups: N/A

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Personality: Pascal is a very friendly character. He is blissfully innocent and quite shy, but once he gets to know and trust you, he can be quite extravagant. Funny and intelligent, he likes to speak and joke around with his friends. He is quite strong emotionally and usually stands up to bullies, but sometimes he does get upset if they go for a touchy subject. Altogether, he is very pleasant, and extremely polite to everyone. Also, he is a hopeless romantic, and will always go clumsy and bashful when he speak to someone he likes. Sometimes he'll even try to show off, but it usually, if not always, doesn't go to plan. But he does look quite cute when he goes wrong.

Likes:  His friends, Playing, Forests, Snow, Sled Racing, When things go right, Being praised, Having fun.

Dislikes: Bullies, His enemies, Messing things up, Being rejected.

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History: Pascal didn't have the best start off. His mother, a stray dalmatian that wandered the streets of Nome, wasn't very popular. She did have a few friends, including Balto and the rest, but apart from that nobody really cared for strays unless they had talent, like Balto. She admired Balto's skill, and was extremely happy for her friend. But she was a little sad when she didn't get to see him as often. But anyway, Pascal was born a street dog. His father, however, was a pet. He was a husky, but he wasn't big and strong and proud and majestic like the rest. He was scrawny, and scruffy. He was really fast and moderately strong, but nowhere near good enough to be on a Sled team.

Pascal never really saw his father. Every now and then they would pass him in the street or a gathering, say a quick hello, chat for a while and then he'd be off again. But Pascal didn't mind. He would always keep his attention on Sled racing. He would always eagerly watch from the shadows as the powerful dogs streaked past, expertly trained, well-groomed and altogether fantastic. He envied them so much. His mother thought it was cute, although it did make her a little upset that her son was so affectionately attached to Sled teams, although the chances he would ever be one were very slim indeed. But she couldn't really find it in her heart to tell him, so she simply smiled and nodded.

One day a Sled race was on in Nome, and he went to see it with his mother. Getting over excited, after the race, he ran up to the lead dog. He was a big black-and-white husky, evidentally named Steele. He told him how he wanted to be a Sled dog just like him, but all he and his three friends did was laugh until his mother crossly nudged him away. After that, not many really liked him, apart from Balto and the rest, seeing as Balto shared the same dream.

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