Khan //Captain of the Guard\\

[Khan]

Name: Khan
Age: 5 years
Gender: Male
Breed: Belgian Tervuren
Pack: Dorcha/Captain of the Guards

Description: Born of Tervuren blood, he hold true to his bloodline, showing off a beautiful body and coat that belongs to his breed. His body is strong, his legs capable of carrying him far and wide, while his chest is deep to carry his powerful heart and lungs. Covering his body is a long, thick coat that is thickest around his neck. The fur itself is of medium hardness, not silky or smooth, just soft enough to offer someone the idea of touching him but hard enough to keep others from putting their paws on him.

As far as coloration, the main color of his pelt is a black/very dark brown hue that covers almost all of his body. From nose tip, running down his neck and chest, forming a crescent over his front legs, then continuing on down his back and to his tail is black with hints of brown and light cream breaking through in some spots. His legs are a light, creamy tan hue that is fringed in feathering fur.

Personality: As for what lingers within his head, can be summoned up into a few words; a wondering brute with no ability to be nice. He was born to be part of the Dorcha dogs, with his bad temper and even worse eating habits. The flesh of his enemies is honey to his tongue and he has no problem devouring them in front of whoever. He is not one to hide what he feels, unless it comes to emotions of love and caring. Matter of fact, he doubt those emotions even exist anymore. His morals are that of a knight in shining armor with no intentions of helping the weak.

The softer side of him died when he was a pup, but one may still find lingering bits of them. If one could get close enough without getting bitten, which is very likely to happen. He allows no one, male or female, to touch his person, which makes cleaning out-of-reach wounds a bitch, but he survives.

History: The first thing he remembers are the sounds of his siblings whimpering and whining for our mother's milk, but when none was given, they only cried louder. His father said Khan never cried, instead he went looking for his mother's teat, nosing his way around, using senses that weren't yet honed, but he was the first to find his mother's teat and the first to taste the sweet liquid that kicked his growth into overdrive.

As he grew, Khan can remember his father better than anyone in his small father. From the time he could walk, Khan was beside his father, following in the bigger dog's paw prints and learning from him wither his father wanted him to or not. It was around this time that Khan met Moss, the Alpha Male of the Dorcha dogs. He also learned that his father was Captain of the Guard under Moss, and a close friend to the older Alpha Male.

When he turned two, his father passed away due to old age, leaving the position of Captain of the Guard open. Moss promoted Khan instantly, allowing the young Tervuren to prove himself. Of course, Khan did everything he could to not let the Alpha Male down, growing tougher and stronger to suit the position. It was around this time that Khan was forced to watch Moss start to suffer from an internal illness that was slowly eating the massive dog from the inside. This forced the young Tervuren to keep a constant eye on Moss, trying to make sure that the dog made it through the day without being attacked.

Shortly after Khan turned four, a new bitch showed up on Dorcha territory. She held no scent on her that spoke of being apart of a pack, and by the time Khan met up with her, she had already made herself known to Moss by protecting the old dog. It nearly broke Khan's heart to have been told by a lower ranking packmate that Moss had been attached and had been saved by a bitch he hadn't heard of. Yet, when he met this Kyra, there was something about her that seemed to settle Khan's fighting heart. It wasn't long after that, that Moss died, naming Kyra his successor. Many Dorcha was against this, as Kyra wasn't well known nor liked, but Khan stood beside her, ready to protect the knew Alpha Female with all he had.

When a messenger showed up in Dorcha lands, from the Patuar dogs, Khan had his biggest guards surround the little mutt, standing before the whimpering dog as large as he could make himself. Of course, Kyra had seen the messenger, allowing him to speak and name the terms settled on by the Patuar Alphas. "I will be one of the two that goes with you," he had growled instantly, not letting Kyra state who would be joining her. He was glad that she didn't fight him, only stating he would have to find another to go with them.

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Rp Sample: Kyra's 2^nd character