Post by jetstream on Apr 18, 2006 11:55:20 GMT -5
Name - Jetstream
Age - 3 years
Breed - Doberman/husky X
Personality - Bad hunky pupper! He loves girls, he's a very naughty boy how he wont stay in one place too long. He loves any girl thats fun to be with, but of course, being the jerk he is, one has to be attractive to be his temporary mate. I mean, come on, Jetty is the hottest male on Brokendreams. LOL.
Sample Post - The tawny shadow slipped under the gate, struggling slightly before his nails caught the earth and he was able to hoist himself up. Soulful mahogany optics looked cautiously about as he gave himself a shake, the dust that had settled upon his pelt lifting into the air, only to settle back down once more upon his strong back. Dial twisted, looking around, optics picking out the piles of junk, that would naturally rest within the junkyard. He snuffed the air, no scent of another canine lingered as far as he could tell. Pillars moved into a swift trot,as he made his way around the piles of debris, plume hanging softly at his hocks. Pink tongue contrasted to his tannish pelt,outlined in black. Saliva dripped softly onto the dust as he wandered on, not in any hurry, his pace was leisurely. Breath was low and shallow, he panted softly in the heat,the sun shimmering off his coat, though it was still slightly dirty.
This was his city now. No other male would DARE try to use his girls. Doesn't matter if they were big or small, he would kill them if they came near any girls.
Age - 3 years
Breed - Doberman/husky X
Personality - Bad hunky pupper! He loves girls, he's a very naughty boy how he wont stay in one place too long. He loves any girl thats fun to be with, but of course, being the jerk he is, one has to be attractive to be his temporary mate. I mean, come on, Jetty is the hottest male on Brokendreams. LOL.
Sample Post - The tawny shadow slipped under the gate, struggling slightly before his nails caught the earth and he was able to hoist himself up. Soulful mahogany optics looked cautiously about as he gave himself a shake, the dust that had settled upon his pelt lifting into the air, only to settle back down once more upon his strong back. Dial twisted, looking around, optics picking out the piles of junk, that would naturally rest within the junkyard. He snuffed the air, no scent of another canine lingered as far as he could tell. Pillars moved into a swift trot,as he made his way around the piles of debris, plume hanging softly at his hocks. Pink tongue contrasted to his tannish pelt,outlined in black. Saliva dripped softly onto the dust as he wandered on, not in any hurry, his pace was leisurely. Breath was low and shallow, he panted softly in the heat,the sun shimmering off his coat, though it was still slightly dirty.
This was his city now. No other male would DARE try to use his girls. Doesn't matter if they were big or small, he would kill them if they came near any girls.
