- - - night like this

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Jess's log!
I will make this pretty later >.<

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[atrb=background,http://i42.tinypic.com/bcrc2.png,true] ASLAN ------ 1 1/2 years • male • canine • chowchow/ shepherd mix • loner • none ------

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Aslan is a confusing little mutt. But that is how he likes it. He enjoys watching others not understanding his riddles and little inside jokes with himself. He likes to make them think and even when they are completely confused and lost he won't stop. Of course he can act like a normal dog, if he wanted to. Some might think he is crazy, always talking and singing and muttering to himself. Aslan is the kind of dog that still thinks he is a pup, trotting around like nothing in the world is wrong. He doesn't like to think about the war nor does he want to get involved.

This guy can be a bit lazy, preferring to sleep all day than do anything else. Of course he has to hunt for himself but fishing comes easily to him and he loves fish. Though he is almost always alone, he doesn't like it. Sometimes all he wants is a little company but not many stick around to become friends with him or they are just trying to get him to fight in this so called war. Aslan is also a bit awkward due to his lack of socialization, he doesn't know how to keep a conversation going because he usually does most of the talking and they just find him odd.

Aslan has long term memory loss and can't remember big parts of his history, most of the parts he can't remember is the traumatic parts and they come in flashes if he tries to remember but it frightens him so he just doesn't think or talk about it.

• likes | sleeping the day away, confusing others, fish, star gazing, mud
• dislikes | being woken, prissy canines or cats, running into trouble, snow
• goals | to stay out of the war and not get involved
• fears | being forever alone
• strengths | fishing, persuasion, knowing when to back down
• weaknesses | can be awkward sometimes with others, staying out of sight, clumsy
• mental disorders | not really a mental disorder but he talks to himself all the time because he doesn't like silence.

-long term memory loss

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The easiest way to describe Aslan; fluffy. He is covered with two coats of fur, the undercoat short and thick as it keeps him warm and the top coat is long a fluffy shedding a few times a year. His coat is a mixture of creams white, tans and reds, most of the white parts being his belly and underside. His tail is always curled up and resting on his hind quarters. His ears, which would usually be more round like a chow chow are a bit pointed and are always perked up atop his head due to his shepherd genes. Aslan's eyes are deep set and are a brown hazel color. The most odd thing about his appearance is his blueish purple tongue.

• height | 17 inches
• weight | 51 lbs
• fur colour | tan/cream/white/red
• eye colour | brown/hazel
• scars | none
• noticeable features | bluish tongue
• physical disorders | none

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Aslan was one pup in three of a little to his parents; mother a shepherd and father a chow chow. He was also the only boy in the litter. He got along well with his sisters and as they were young his family stuck together most of the time. He was normal, and quite playful actually. He was always scolded because he would rough house his sisters as he was bigger than them. So eventually he just settled for messing with his father who instead who didn't mind playing but got tired of it after awhile and pushed him away.

As Aslan got older he became more curious and independent. Very often did he wonder off by himself and almost give his mother a heart attack. He enjoyed being alone sometimes, and he loved to explore. One day though his trip didn't end too well. He had gone off against his mothers wishes, as usual and was gone quite a while. He had found the river and was trying to catch a fish like his sisters could. Eventually he gave up because there didn't seem to be much fish and he couldn't get the smaller ones so he decided to head back before his mother had a fit. He trotted back happily but stood frozen when he came to the scene of a murder.

His parents and sisters lay there all bloody and in pieces. It made him sick to his stomach but he was too shocked to really act at all. He could smell a cat in the air, a big one. He didn't even go to see if any of his family were still alive because he knew they wouldn't be, so he ran.

For awhile he just stayed out of sight and eventually the memories faded from his mind into a blur. He learned how to take care of himself and stay out of trouble.

• season born | fall
• place of birth | in the country
• family | all deceased
• memorable events | -family slaughtered

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[atrb=background,http://i40.tinypic.com/s119w7.png,true] BLITHE ------ five and a half years • female • feline • ragdoll • iris • n/a ------

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Blithe can be a bit prissy; not caring for getting dirty or bother herself with things that don't benefit her. But how can you blame her when she has been spoiled most of her life except for the past year or so? With the prissy part of her comes the bitch part of her. She is a feisty little girl and doesn't take no for an answer. She will banter on if you give her a reason to and won't stop until she has made her opinion yours. She is tough and will fight for what she thinks is right, and that means completely destroying the dogs in the war and helping her pride to take over.

There is another side to her though as well. Blithe misses her owner, desperately. She usually stays in the his old apartment at night and just wishes one day he will return. She is in complete denial that he is dead and she knows he will come back to her. He would never leave her on her own. He is one of the reasons she is including herself in this war, she believes it will help her to find her owner. She does everything she can to keep her mind off his disappearance but he is always there in the back of her mind.

• likes | cleaning herself, climbing trees, listening to others conversations, sleeping by a fire, being warm
• dislikes | dogs, missing her owner, getting dirty, any cold weather
• goals | finding her owner - is in denial that he is dead
• fears | complete darkness, never finding her owner
• strengths | remembering things down to detail, taking care of kittens, hunting, climbing
• weaknesses | never knows when to back down, can't swim, believes everything she's told
• mental disorders | none

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Blithe is a bit larger then some cats, being a Ragdoll breed. She is beautifully colored with grays, whites, and is seen as a blue point coloring. Blithe has perky ears that are rounded to a perfect point and they are colored on the back with a darker color that matches the color around her feet, face and the tip of her tail. Her nose is a light pink, outlined in black and her eyes are that striking blue color that seem so deep, like the ocean. Her whiskers are extremely long as is her coat. It is soft to the touch and it is very thick and keeps her warm in the colder seasons. She keeps herself as clean as be and does so daily, making sure doing nothing to spoil her coat like rolling in mud. You will rarely see her dirty.

• height | 14 inches
• weight | 11 pounds
• fur colour | blue point coloring
• eye colour | blue
• scars | none
• noticeable features | eyes
• physical disorders | none

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Blithe was a top of the line purebred Ragdoll kitten when a man, Oliver, found the ad about her litter and decided to bring her to his home. He was a different man, tattooed and inked up, smoked cigarettes on a daily basis and liked to play loud screamy music. But Blithe was a kitten and didn't know what 'normal' was or anything of the like so this became normal to her. His home became hers. He was always sweet to her and spoiled her often; buying the priciest brands of food and toys, lots and lots of toys. Even though he worked many hours in a day, when he came home he always spent time with her. They'd slept in the same bed, ate meals at the same time and watched movies together.

She lived like this for a while, years. It became a nice routine and a nice place to live for the rest of her life. And then things changed. Oliver began to come home and not have time for her, he watched the news and then just in a few days he stopped coming home at all. He was gone. Blithe refused to do anything really. She just sat by the door for weeks, awaiting his return but it never came.

Eventually she ventured out into the world, determined to figure out what was going on and she ran into the Iris pride, and the group of vicious dogs that she didn't see as friendly. Without even a real reason, she joined Iris, in hope that it would reunite her with her beloved and very missed owner.

• season born | spring
• place of birth | city
• family | none
• memorable events |
- leaving home
-joining the iris pack

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