Post by xx. r e e f on Jul 28, 2008 11:38:10 GMT -5
name;; reef
age;; four years
gender;; female
breed;; golden retriever
type;; mooner
siblings;; - none-
appearance;;i am a golden retriever, as was my mother, and the other breed i do not remember. i inherited most of her physical traits, long fur, strength in my legs and paws; but her eyes were blue, rather than my deep honey-brown. my fur is long and soft: and i pride myself in it's meticulous care. my fur is a gold shade, as my breed title says, and it has a orange tint to it. whiskers protrude on the left and right of my large, black nose. i enjoy smelling things much more than seeing them, as a random bit of information. i am muscled a bit, but not near enough to take on a dog any stronger than i, much to my chagrin.
personality;;if anything is to be said on the way i act, i must first say that i love water. my mother insisted, for she is gone away now, that it was her mate's love of water, not hers, that was passed on to me. it's just the peacefulness of it all, the lapping shores by puddles and ponds, and then the dripping when it rains. and yes, i do 'dance' in the rain, if that's what you're wanting to call it.
some might say that i've got my head stuck in the clouds, that i'm looking at the world through rose-tinted glasses. and i admit that they are probably right, i am a bit ditsy in my day-lit form. pity, though, it makes others look down on me. i'm quite caring about other dogs, usually looking out for the younger, wee pups before myself. it just gives me a great feeling: i can't quite describe it.
and yes, i'm an optimist, as my mother called me: an angel. she was surprised i didn't grow wings at night. i'm always looking toward the brighter side of things, because, after all, if you look on the darker side, you'd end up going evil and berserk, like some of the other dogs i know.
REEF - TRANSFORMED
appearance;;when i undergo my transformation at night, i turn into an entirely different dog, let me tell you. i grow a bit, standing three feet tall with all four of my paws on the ground. i gain the strength that i don't have in daylight, and can easily bash another dog. although, i never usually want to unless they get on my nerves.
my fur, boy does it change.. a deep watery blue, with lighter, sky blue "ripples", as my mother called them. she said they were beautiful, but i never actually saw them, unless i looked at the rain puddles. and even then, i couldn't exactly see them. my eyes turn a black-ish color, coal, perhaps, is the term for them. i grow slight horns on the top of my head, and sometimes use them as weapons.
personality;;when the moon reigns in place of the sun, i turn into a dog quite opposite of my usual, kind self. i become arrogant, and cocky, reckless, even. i do anything i please, and don't care what others think of it. i have a short fuse, a temper, which ignites over small, insignificant things. i become angry and say things i don't mean. i am a 'hothead', as my mother lovingly called me, in the night.
i am thinking that my new strength goes to my head, and perhaps i am too reckless. i fight those that in day i would stand no chance against. i have learned to regret this, my scars have shown.
powers gained;; strength
physical changes;; slight horns atop her head, deep ocean-blue fur with lighter 'ripples'.
