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[Medallion]

[Tracker]

Name: Brutus
Nickname(s): Brute, Big Guy, Big Fella
Age: 4 yrs
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Straight
Species: Dog
Breed: Great Dane x Lab x Hound
Height: 35”
Weight: 160lbs
Build Description: Brutus, for lack of a better term, is a brute. A good portion of his ancestry is of course, Great Dane, and that seems to be what he took after most from his family, despite their lines mixing with other dog breeds over the years. His pelt is a sandy fawn color, with black points along his big brown eyes, massive wet nose and big floppy ears. He often wears an expression of curiosity, staring out with that innocent, brown, watery gaze. Despite the fact that he wouldn’t harm a fly, his body was clearly made for hunting, with huge paws and incredible strength.
Scent: Early morning dew, summertime, the salty air of the shore, cedar wood
Mutation: --
Pack: Kensington
Task: Ward
Rank: Tier 0 - Pack Member

Family:
--- Parents: Father [NPC] | Ginger - Mother [NPC]
--- Siblings: OPEN
--- Extended Family: OPEN
Personality: Loyal to a fault. Selfless. Timid. Quiet. Vigilant. Patient. Good listener.

Backstory: Brutus never knew his father, but his mother more than made up for that fact in her large personality. Ginger was a friend to all, afraid of nothing, and headstrong, all things Brutus wanted to be from the very start. But he was naturally quiet, meek and timid, a pup who was clumsy and afraid of everything despite his larger build. His mother used to scold him for his fearfulness, claiming there should be nothing that he feared since he was bigger than most everything. All this did was make Brutus even more quiet. He never had the sort of relationship with his mother that he could share much with her, and being that he was painfully shy and comically gawky as a pup, making friends for him was never easy. As a result, Brutus often felt very alone growing up.
As he grew, Brutus aged out of his shyness and fear, a fact he would remain ever grateful for. He grew into his large paws and big head, standing to be much taller and heavier than most, a fact he still receives comments about, just like when he was a pup. Now they don’t bother him so much though. He’s learned to let things roll off of him instead of taking things so personally. Kensington has always been a place of shrewd stares and prying eyes, but Brutus has never and will never feed into it. He still feels out of place, alone, isolated even in the midst of the town, but he is loyal to Kennsington, and he wants to do his best to help his town in any way he can.

Trivia: --

Various references used from google

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Description

[Medallion]

[Tracker]

Name: Brutus
Nickname(s): Brute, Big Guy, Big Fella
Age: 4 yrs
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Straight
Species: Dog
Breed: Great Dane x Lab x Hound
Height: 35”
Weight: 160lbs
Build Description: Brutus, for lack of a better term, is a brute. A good portion of his ancestry is of course, Great Dane, and that seems to be what he took after most from his family, despite their lines mixing with other dog breeds over the years. His pelt is a sandy fawn color, with black points along his big brown eyes, massive wet nose and big floppy ears. He often wears an expression of curiosity, staring out with that innocent, brown, watery gaze. Despite the fact that he wouldn’t harm a fly, his body was clearly made for hunting, with huge paws and incredible strength.
Scent: Early morning dew, summertime, the salty air of the shore, cedar wood
Mutation: --
Pack: Kensington
Task: Ward
Rank: Tier 0 - Pack Member

Family:
--- Parents: Father [NPC] | Ginger - Mother [NPC]
--- Siblings: OPEN
--- Extended Family: OPEN
Personality: Loyal to a fault. Selfless. Timid. Quiet. Vigilant. Patient. Good listener.

Backstory: Brutus never knew his father, but his mother more than made up for that fact in her large personality. Ginger was a friend to all, afraid of nothing, and headstrong, all things Brutus wanted to be from the very start. But he was naturally quiet, meek and timid, a pup who was clumsy and afraid of everything despite his larger build. His mother used to scold him for his fearfulness, claiming there should be nothing that he feared since he was bigger than most everything. All this did was make Brutus even more quiet. He never had the sort of relationship with his mother that he could share much with her, and being that he was painfully shy and comically gawky as a pup, making friends for him was never easy. As a result, Brutus often felt very alone growing up.
As he grew, Brutus aged out of his shyness and fear, a fact he would remain ever grateful for. He grew into his large paws and big head, standing to be much taller and heavier than most, a fact he still receives comments about, just like when he was a pup. Now they don’t bother him so much though. He’s learned to let things roll off of him instead of taking things so personally. Kensington has always been a place of shrewd stares and prying eyes, but Brutus has never and will never feed into it. He still feels out of place, alone, isolated even in the midst of the town, but he is loyal to Kennsington, and he wants to do his best to help his town in any way he can.

Trivia: --

Various references used from google

Isleveil