''𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚑𝚘𝚗.''

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𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕

| ✩┊ ⇢ | NAME : Eleven

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | NAME REASON : Her name is more of a recall than an actual name, to be honest. She got her 'name' from being the eleventh pup in a litter of pups that had at least other dogs. Since she was the only one her owner wanted to keep but she couldn't actually figure out a better name, she called the Tamaskan Eleven for the time being.

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | NICKNAMES : Nev, Elev, and Elle. All are a play on her 'name'.

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | AGE : 2 Years

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | GENDER : Female

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𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴

| ✩┊ ⇢ | GENERAL PELT COLOR : Reddish-brown covers her upper body and the fur between that and her underbelly is a light gray-brown. Her pelt has flecks of gray on it. Her underbelly is white.

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | BREED/SPECIES : Canis lupus familiaris, Tamaskan

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | INJURIES : She almost broke her right leg after catching a frisbee and slamming right into the trunk of a tree she ( somehow ) failed to notice. However, that didn't hurt as much. Due to this, she walks with the slightest limp.

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | SCARS : Two notches below her left eye that haven't grown back their fur yet. Caused by a kick to the face by a startled ewe.

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𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈

| ✩┊ ⇢ | OVERALL PERSONALITY : A very determined gal, Eleven is commonly running around or trying to do something that she was just told NOT to do. When she wants to, her obedience training surpasses any of her owner's other dogs. Though her owner is convinced that she won't listen to 'stay' unless there's a chain bound to her leg. Eleven doubts that, but whatever makes her owner feel better she guesses. With Tamaskan blood, she is a very trustworthy dog when you get to know her, keeping secrets told to her like a cow defends her calf. She's also on the nicer side of things when it's a usual day, only even having been rude a few times in her life.

Aside from her good nature, though, there's a dog that one wouldn't even think could be hidden inside of the Tamaskan. When she's provoked, Eleven is a horribly hostile beast, one who even a much stronger dog wouldn't necessarily want to fight simply because of how much she bites in such a short time. Granted, she's extremely tolerant. It'd take making her unreasonably upset or ruining her chances of something great to make her even think of harming another dog. Of course, startling or attacking her might draw a few nips to your behind but at the worst, she'll bite softly and run away. When angered by some way, however, Eleven's manner is much more similar to that of a rabid animal. As a herding dog, she has learned that biting an animal's hind legs are effective when getting them to move and that biting them too hard will cause permanent injury. However, she'll also shove, trip, and generally use unfair tricks when fighting.

Eleven has mild misophonia, often triggered by the sound of crinkling bags. She can't stand it when her owner shakes her treat bags or when her food bag rustles. It makes her want to tear it up and stomp on its plastic corpse. Her owner now understands not to open bags when she's nearby, but Eleven has taken bags away from her owner in the past and hidden them. She's also very unaware. Eleven fails to notice rocks right under her nose and loses sheep when they've stepped out of her view. The object permanence is simply.. not there. She walks into tables, chairs, anything, really. It's happened so many times that she just laughs it off now.

Moving on from that, to summarize her usual personality, Eleven is a kind dog with a high tolerance and unaware manner.

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | FEARS : She fears a few things, being trained to charge headfirst into danger to protect her owner, and those include losing her owner, failing at even one of her many jobs, and, oddly enough, she has misophonia, which is horrid due to living on a literal farm.

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| ✩┊ ⇢ | WISHES : She wishes to one day compete in a contest of sorts, maybe even winning one someday. But seeing as how her owner doesn't really see the point in having her own dog participate in one, that'll probably never happen.

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THAT'S ALL FAM!

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