the famous army [LOTHAR]

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The Outside

Name: Lothar
Age: Three years
Gender: Male
Breed: Dog - Belgian Tervuren
Clan/pack/herd etc: none

The Inside

Eye color: Brown
Pelt color: Sable and black with some cream
Full description: Like all Belgian Shepherds, Lothar is a medium-sized, square-proportioned dog in the Herding dog group. He stands at about 25 inches at the shoulder and weighs approximately 65 pounds. He has a thick double coat, consisting of sable with varying degrees of black overlay, including a black mask. Lothar has a bit of cream on his hind quarters, and he has a little section of a silver-gray on the sides of his muzzle.

Likes: working, hunting, fresh air, humans, and the great outdoors
Dislikes: Boredom, getting scolded, small areas, leashes, and skunks
Full Personality: Lothar is an intelligent dog who require a job to keep him occupied. This can be herding, obedience, agility, fly ball, tracking, or protection work. Really, as long as he has something to do, he never gets bored. Boredom isn't something that this dog likes. Like a puppy, boredom tends to make him try to find something to do, and it normally leads to chewing up furniture that can be found on porches and such. When he isn't bored, Lothar is one to have a great temperament. He is loyal, obedient, observant, and alert. He is known to follow anyones commands if they either say the correct words or use the correct voice. He was trained to be a tracker, watchdog, and guard dog. Because of his breed, he is a good family guardian with a healthy suspicion of strangers. Also because of his breed, he excels at many activities, including herding, agility, showmanship, fly ball, and tracking.

Your History

Birth Day: September 14^th, 2006
Birth Clan/pack/herd etc: None
Family: n/a
History: Lothar wasn't born into the wild. No, he was born on a small farm in Germany. His master was a kind man. He trained the Belgian Tervuren in just about everything. By the time he was two, Lothar was already herding the man's livestock, going through agility courses that his master's wife takes him to, and even helping the police track down criminals. Around fall of last year, Lothar was dog-napped by an elderly man who stuffed him into a small crate and sneaked him onto a plane. The plane took him and the man from Germany to Sorrow. After the plane landed, the men unloading the aircraft knocked off his crate, thus opening it. Lothar took this opportunity to escape, dodging between strange men trying to grab him as he did so. Now, Lothar is living in the wilderness of Sorrow, only going into the city when he believes that he was safe.

[Stella]

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