Name: Moon
Gender: Female
Age: 2
Breed: 100% Black Lab
Parents: Both Unknown.
Siblings: All unknown
Crush: Tiki
Personality: Moon seemed solitare, and always follows what she belives. She ever doubts anyone, and always belive that the inpossible, is possible. Other's thik she is crazy because of the belives in the myth of The Great Storm. She seems to not feel pain, and seems to only feel the joy. She isn't very optomisitic on the downside, and she thinks what happens happens, and you can't even think about changeing it. She has many regrets, but just leaves then behind.
Other: Has three pink scars on the her back.
Friends: Circus, Pickle, Tess, Twinkle, Olive, & Tiki.
Enemy: Double
History: Moon was born in a breeding center with a man who did not want to make diffrent combinations for breeds, but insted he wanted to make purebred but that wasn't supriseing. Thats where Moon was born, with careless parents who didn't love her as they have had many litters before and knew that they would get seperated from them and never see them again, so they never wanted to grow to attached to them, so she was never loved by her parents. Though her father did enjoy telling Moon stories, like about The Great Storm, which Moon found very facinating. She and her 4 siblings (three males and two females counting moon) were put put up for adoption. She was adopted by a man, and was taken into a place with many other dogs and thrown into a cgae like she wasn't even cared about, which she wasn't once more. Her life seemed to be fimiliar of the one in the breeding center, where no one lvoed her. When she became an adult, she devolped three large scars from a german shepherd in the fighting ring. One she got a big older, she and six other fighting dogs escaped, and headed for Montana, Tess's real home, and the only place the friends would be safe from harm for ever. As long as there in Alaska or Canada, there open to be cuaght once more.