Name:
Arank
Gender:
male
Age:
young adult
Breed:
German Sheperd mutt (probably mixed with some Collie)
Parents:
unknown, the mother might be related to the
Collie
Siblings:
unknown
Mate/Crush:
none
Pups:
none
Personality:
a rather lazy fella who would better lay down and sleep than do something, for him it's like Christmas when somebody offers to do something for him like going to search for someone or finding some food; he looks grumpy and almost dead at first meet, blank but it's only because he's not really interested in meeting new people, he's more the lonely king of guy but if you're something that he knows he can trust, he enjoyes spending some time with you.
History:
Arank was born in the streets of the outskirt of London, son of two mutts but he didn't remember if he had siblings or who his parents were because, few weeks after his birth, some humans complained about having stray dogs living near their houses and all the family was separated, taken away and Arank was left alone since he was the only one that her mother had the time to hide before the men arrived. The mutt grew up alone, with few food barely enough to survive, a skinny wanderer. He was feared by the other dogs, he never wanted to start fights but when someone picked on him, he would use his fangs to make things clear, he was strong but he needed food. That's how he met the dog that would soon become his best friend,
Miles. Arank was trying to get a piece of bone from a smaller dog and
Miles offered him another one. Arank got small portions of food everyday from the black lab and he soon started to trust him then, he decided to help him find the food, at first because he hoped to get some more to fill his belly but then he started to enjoy
Miles' friendship. The two were a team for few years but things were meant to change. The meeting with a girl made the two love rivals and tension grew between the two males and when the female dog was hit by a car and killed, Arank blamed it all on
Miles and he left. Arank had his old loner life back but without
Miles' help, he suffered from hunger and cold. One late afternoon day, he thought that he was going to die since it had been a week or more that he hadn't eaten a thing and he was feeling very weak. He was walking near a road when everything became black and fell on the ground. When he woke up, he found a dalmation puppy staring at him in adoration, he brought him food and he asked to be his friend. Maybe his luck had just started to shine.
Relation with the 101D universe:
I've decided to bring back this old character of mine by giving him a new design and a better backstory.