name:tack

crush:owl (kemino)

crushs on him:...

personality: hardly trusts anyone, kind mostly, serius about most things

gender:male

age:nine months

history:born in a wet rainy alley ot of wedlock tack was born with no one to care for him his parents abandend him soon enough the 1 day old was captured by the dog catcher brung to the pound thrown in a dirty cage aloneother dogs bullying him telling him he didnt stand a chance tack felt alone scared nothing to do but wait and hope that some person would adoupt him he didnt want a home he wanted out at least twice a day a dog would be draged against there will to the room only known as the room of death tack sat there ignoreing the other dogs for three days he sat at the corner of his cage waiting until one day the dogcatcher grabbed him and headed towards the room of death and put him down on a wooden chiped table in the middle the of the barely lighted white tiled room the only other thing in there besides the table was a rusty butcher knife covered in what tack assumed red paint the man held tack down and picked the knife up the four day old pup closed his eyes and put down his head and.... nothing tack breating very heavily looked up another man had burst in claiming that most of the dogs got three and needed help to get them back tack was scared and cold but he had no choice it could be his only way of getting out he lept out and ran into the dark wet streets scared cold alone he knew he had to learn how to survive and he had to do it fast nine months later he was basicly a hardened surviver he could easily go in and out of the pound to free dogs learned a trick to steal food from humans without them knowing it exsisted

status:chilling in the streets

relation to latt: has a crush on owl who used to live in snob hill.