Finally Jodi, here's my bio
I think its on the top five of my 'longest bio ever writen' list
Hope you like it
name: Falkor
gender: Male
age: 3
breed: Siberian Husky
mate: Tamba
pups: None yet
parents: He can't remember them
siblings: He can't remember if he had any
personality: Falkor finds it hard to trust others, he's a bit of an outcast and a loner at best. He's very aggressive towards strangers and has a very muscular frame. He is a very skilled fighter and hunter, but he's not the brightest dog. Falkor gets moody quite easily due to his past and can be very stubborn. He's is a rough dog, very cold. He holds no sympathy for anyone. "Pain is a feeling that comes and goes, but the shame of defeat will stick with you forever!" He believes firmly in this statement as it was drummed into him from a young age and does everything to keep his body in full fighting shape. Falkor can kill without a thought and murder in less than a blink of an eye if given the order. He does, however have a warm side but it's hard to get it out of him. Only the purest of hearts will ever get to see it. His entire life was focused around fighting and killing so he know's no better. To him, love is a weakness and something to be ashamed of, it is tretcherous to show it to another. Compassion is something he does not contain. Only the passion, for living to fight another day.
likes: Killing, fighting, training, surviving and (although he finds it hard to admit) Tamba.
hates: His ever lasting shame, being thrown out, having no purpous and humans.
wants: Another chance to be a great fighter.
fears: Freezing in battle again or loosing Tamba.
history: At the age of 6 weeks Falkor was bought by a tough looking man and taken to his home, which was a dodgey looking old shack in the middle of an Alaskan forest. His new owner all ready had a retired fighting dog named Shogun, who helped with Falkor's training. Even from his early age he was trained un-mercifully to fight and kill without even a hint of remorse for his victims, the trouble was he never had any victims. Falkor, even underneath all that aggression and rage had a pure heart, and was never really that keen on finishing the lifeless victims he trained on. For two hard years he was trained, starved and even beaten to try and get his aggression levels to the height recommended for a top fighting dog. When at last he was considered ready, his owner, all ready fed up with the ammount of money he had, had to pay out on him to get him to this point, bet a heck of a lot of money on Falkor to win. "Pain is a feeling that comes and goes, but the shame of defeat will stick with you forever boy!" Were the words Shogun had drummed into Falkor ever since he had first arrived. As he trotted round the ring with his head held heigh, he was insulted to find that his opponent was a female. As the female chocolate brown husky entered the ring it was evidently clear she was terrified, and with good reason, for Falkor was set to tear her apart. As the bell rang he leapt towards her and in one slick move he had her pinned to the ground, his claws digging into her shoulder's he was all set to tear into her jugular but as his eyes met hers, he froze and a sudden wave of emotion crept over him. He leant in to lick her but the female got the wrong idea and bit vichiously into his left ear. Supprised and inwardly wounded, Falkor leapt off the female and sprinted over to his master and the immense beating that awaited him.
After loosing the fight Falkor lost all dignity that he had left, he had been defeated in his first battle, and as if that wasn't bad enough he had lost to a female. But Falkor wasn't the only one who had lost that day, his owner had lost all his money and all his possessions aside from his house and the two dogs. Finding no use for Falkor he turned him out into the streets along with Shogun. The two dogs moved deeper into the forest, wanting nothing more to do with humans. After a day or so the two dogs were set upon by a small pack of three wolves, they were defending their territory and attacked them. Falkor and Shogun fought valiantly and came out victorious, with two wolves dead and the last mortally injured, ran off to find help (or rather staggered). Now although they had won, Shogun was no better off than the last wolf and his condition deteriorated rapidly over night. By morning he was as stiff as the great oak that stood over him in his everlasting slumber. Falkor was distraught, he had lost a dear friend and the only father figure he had ever known. Unable to leave, Falkor lay over Shogun's body and decided to give up, with no friends, family or home he found there was nothing left to live for. He stayed there for three and a half days, barely even breathing in his depressed state. As another figure padded up to him he either was to far gone to hear her approach or couldn't be bothered to aknowlege her. Tamba padded ever closer to her former apponent, intent on thanking him for 'letting' her win. As Falkor finally brought himself to look up, what he saw shocked him, the beautiful female he was supposed to have killed was standing before him...
future: As Falkor and Tamba's bond grows ever stronger by the day she will eventually confess her lifes story to him and her mission to find her human pup. Falkor not in the least bit interested in ever being with a human again will argue with Tamba to stay with him and forget the human, telling her that the human probably left her because she no longer wanted her. Tamba, angry and hurt by Falkor's remarks leaves him to continue her quest to find the human. Falkor stays behind and slowly becomes depressed and a little insane with lonliness. His heart aches to go with his beautiful new friend, but his mind tells him that she is insolent and should have done what he said and stayed with him. What will Falkor do, will he follow his heart and go after Tamba to find a human and become nothing more than a pet? Or will he stay in the forest where he 'belongs' and perish in the harshness of the wilderness?
accesories: (if any) None
scars or wounds: (if any) He has a ripped left ear.
what i plan to do:sample of image: (if any) Attachment:
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sample of fanfic: (if any) Falkor leapt again at the old fool, his small puppy teeth griped his ragged old tail and as his bit deep the taste of blood and the satisfaction that washed over his small frame made him quiver with excitement, but that was soon swept away with one large paw. Falkor's small body went crashing into the opposite wall and with a loud yelp he hit the floor. Shogun padded over to the small brown and white pup with a hard look on his old face.
"What do I all ways tell you, boy?!" He growled.
"Pain is a feeling that comes and goes, but the shame of loosing will stay with you forever." The smal pup squeaked to his mentor.
"Close enough, now try again!"
"Awww but Shogun...!"
"What do I do to whiners?" The older dog growled.
"Finish them off..."
"Good, and why do I do that?"
"Because whiners are as bad a loosers?" The pup replyed wagging his tail eager to please and miss another beating.
"Correct!"
Falkor smiled as he remembered his younger days, the old fool had been tough on him, but it was worth the pain to get to this day, this day of glory! As the metal bars that contained him dissapeared to the great above, Falkor leapt out of the cage and basked in the glory as the many human voices cheered his name.
"Maybe I could do a lap or two, just to show them how confident I am!" He thought to himself. True it was his first fight, but at two years of age he was more than ready to take on
any opponent.
A load clanging noise could be heared behind him and as he listened to the framilliar sound of a cage opening he turned to face his victim. He was expecting to see a large muscular male, of about twice his age but when he saw a thin female husky pad nervously out of her cage he felf a huge wave of humiliation crash over him.
"What the...?! Couldn't you have gotten me a worhty opponent you old fool!" He growled to his old mentor.
Shogun just gave a toothy grin and barked "Oh, but my son she is! For your first true test will be that of lust!"
Falkor snorted and turned back to the female, readying himself to tear her to pieces.
As the bell rang Falkor leapt from his possition, loveing the terror in the female's eyes. He pinned her to the ground and his sharp claws drew blood from her scrawny fore paws. Eyes locked on her neck he opened his salavering jaws ready to snap it, but something distracted him, her heart pounding against her chest, fasinated him and as he looked up into the eyes that matched her coat in colour her heart leapt. He wanted not to kill her, but to look after her, to protect her, to love her...
He bent over to lick her cheek but as he did so she turned swiftly and locked her jaws on his left ear, tearing from left to right. Falkor yelped in shock as his heart hurt more than his ear, he pulled away rapidly ripping his ear in the process. Tears streamed down his face burning his cheeks and he pounced back into his cage.
LATER THAT NIGHT"You stupid animal! How could you loose?! I got the scrawniest, weakest darn crurr' in the whole of Alaska and still you lost!" The old man's boot hit the large dog once violently into his stoumach making him scream out in agony. "Two whole years I trained you! And for what?! So I could blow everything I own on your first fight?" Again Falkor screamed as another large boot pelted him. "Any other dog in your possition would have been electricuted alive, but guess what?! I don't have enough darn money to pay the electricity bill!!!" Yet again the dog screamed, as he cowered in the corner the old man pulled out a shot gun and took aim. "I'm giving you five seconds to get off of my property! Go on, git!!!" The old man shot just high of Falkor's head and the young dog pelted for the open door, no intentions if returning to his former master.
"Shogun you too! Your no use to me either!" The old dog leapt out the house after recieving a rather nasty kick to hid hip. Both dogs cleared the distance from their old home to the forest in less than five seconds, without a second thought crossing their minds...
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its much better XD
