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>> General ||

Name: Eskarne la Pommeraie

Goes by: Eskarne / Esk / Eksa

Nicknames: (open)

Age: 3 years

BOB: 25 / 10 / ????

Gender: She/her

Breed: (Bernese Mountain x Afghan Hound x Chow Chow)

Height:

Weight:

>> Bloodline ||

------------------------------------------ SSS: Gingernut (Bernese Mountain Dog)
----------------- SS: Cigar (Bernese Mountain Dog)
------------------------------------------ SSM: Inu (Bernese Mountain Dog)
----Sire: Lixue (Bernese Mountain x Chow Chow)
------------------------------------------ SMS: Jimbo (Chow Chow)
----------------- SM: Freddie (Chow Chow)
------------------------------------------ SMM: Kirby (Chow Chow)

Eskarne la Pommeraie / Van Mont-Canisi (Bernese Mountain x Afghan Hound x Chow Chow)
------------------------------------------ MSS: Olympio Van Mont-Canisi
----------------- MS: Haimo Van Mont-Canisi
------------------------------------------ MSM: Juliane Van Moer
----Mother: Juet Van Mont-Canisi (Purebred Afghan Hound)
------------------------------------------ MSS: Ivote Van Riebeek (Purebred Afghan Hound)
----------------- MM: Bitxilore Van Riebeek (Purebred Afghan Hound)
------------------------------------------ MMM: Antyaume la Riviere (Purebred Afghan Hound)

>> Personality ||

Compassionate| Reckless | Kind | Downhearted | Aggresive | Determined | Charismatic | Sassy | obident | Loyal |

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>> Inventory||:

On Paw:

Nailed Bat – “This old bat was found in the middle of the road, beside a freshly killed human. Who knows what killed him, but at least you have something to defend yourself with… right?”

Miniature Barrel – “This may have belonged to your father, but the contents inside are unknown. He never had the chance to tell you, but the words stick with you ‘It’ll be useful someday’.”

SaR vest – “Something you wore in your past life, and you know you don’t live up to the job anymore. You should get rid of it… but then again, who would you be without it?”

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>> History ||

Pre-birth ||:

It was a simple incident, or more like a mistake at first.

Lixue was a resident Search and Rescue dog at the local ski lodge, but also the mascot of it. He was an underdog to many other canines, but he didn’t seem to care. He was the largest out of his litter which meant more cuddles, right? Nonetheless, the rescue dog seemed to have his life in control.

Until he met her…

It was a snowy morning, when the snow seemed to be hitting the ground in a gentle fashion. It was busier since the holidays were in full swing; children were jumping exciting around their parents as they organised their daily activities for their getaway, and no calls for the Search and rescue team meant free time for the mix bred. It was a good time, resting in the reception. From outside, he could hear numerous voices and various clicking sounds. It wouldn’t be until the sliding glass doors opened that the Lixue would pay attention. Walking through the doors was some fancy looking people, who’s clothes would be damaged within a day or so. But strolling beside them with their head held high was an afghan hound, dolled up for the occasion. Usually, it would make him somewhat annoyed that both human and animal would come in dressed up like they were going to a fashion show… but, she was different.

From overhearing other dogs who were in the room with him, the newcomer’s name was “Juet Van Mont-Canisi”, a very popular dog on television and in the fashion world. For some reason, his heart began to race as he made his way towards the female. He was falling in love with her, and unknowingly to him;

She had already noticed him and started to feel the same.

They had no clue that their love would blossom into something more…

Birth ||:

In a litter of eight many months later, Esk was born. The young puppy was the last to be brought into the world, but her mother was happy to have them, nonetheless. The pregnancy had come as a shock to their owners, as they were still trying to figure out whom the father of the litter was. It was not until the family returned to the ski lodge that they figured out the sire of the pups. Esk was too young to understand, as she watched her mother and father’s embrace. They seemed to love each other a lot, but they seemed to love her and the siblings a lot more.

“This is Eskarne, Eskarne Van Mont-Canisi.” Her mother cooed, looking towards the youngest in the litter. Esk watched as her father lowered himself to her level, to eye her up in a fatherly manner. He seemed to be especially excited to get to know his daughter, especially when she carried such beautiful colours.

“Eskarne… that’s the name—” His father was cut off by Esk’s mother, who’s laugh was as light as snow.

“You suggested, yes.” The female dog softly barked, in a motherly manner towards two of Esk’s siblings who were playing rougher than they needed to. Esk gained a soft nuzzle from her father, as he whispered to her.

“I’m so excited to get to know you, Eskarne.”

Growing up ||:

As Eskarne aged up slowly, she noticed her siblings be chosen by complete strangers to join them on their paths away from both her mother and father. They looked either mother like Esk’s mother or they looked more like her father. Eskarne was the only one who looked exactly like both of them. But that didn’t bother her, since she wasn’t as prim and proper like her mother. She was excited to work with her father in the snow, even if her hair seemed to drag around like a mop. But one day, a handler arrived to pick Eskarne up. It would be a while before she saw her mother or father again. Nonetheless, she was ready for the training ahead of her.

Training on different terrains, Eskarne took her time to become an expert at the tasks she was given. It was easily noticeable from her handler that she excelled well on snow, mountainous and city terrain. As the days and nights went on, she learned how to track properly, to trail other human and animal scents and to use her nose properly. It was around 12-18 months later that Eskarne completed her training and was then deployed for Search and Rescue work.

Arriving on scene at the ski lodge did Eskarne really feel … freedom. She was going to be working with her father, from what she had overheard on the handler’s radio. The reunion was sweet, and somewhat emotional but knew that being a rescue dog was a serious jo—

“Esk, relax sweetheart,” her father chuckled, “We don’t do much work around here since it’s not the holiday break yet, so take a load off.” Lixue seemed too relaxed at that moment, but maybe it was because he wanted his daughter to relish in the moment, she was with her father again. There was clear hesitation from her, but she sighed softly, her eyes closing briefly.

“I can do that.”

(more coming soon, but basically--

- She trains with father until the day the apocolypse starts
- Heads out on a search and rescue mission
- Father gets bit by a sick dog
- Father tells esk to run
- Now she wanders the land, knowing she's a disgrace. )

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>> Misc. ||

Voice Claim:

Staus: single

Sigfinicant other: none

Inspiration board:

Playlist:

Description

(will add more once she's in)

>> General ||

Name: Eskarne la Pommeraie

Goes by: Eskarne / Esk / Eksa

Nicknames: (open)

Age: 3 years

BOB: 25 / 10 / ????

Gender: She/her

Breed: (Bernese Mountain x Afghan Hound x Chow Chow)

Height:

Weight:

>> Bloodline ||

------------------------------------------ SSS: Gingernut (Bernese Mountain Dog)
----------------- SS: Cigar (Bernese Mountain Dog)
------------------------------------------ SSM: Inu (Bernese Mountain Dog)
----Sire: Lixue (Bernese Mountain x Chow Chow)
------------------------------------------ SMS: Jimbo (Chow Chow)
----------------- SM: Freddie (Chow Chow)
------------------------------------------ SMM: Kirby (Chow Chow)

Eskarne la Pommeraie / Van Mont-Canisi (Bernese Mountain x Afghan Hound x Chow Chow)
------------------------------------------ MSS: Olympio Van Mont-Canisi
----------------- MS: Haimo Van Mont-Canisi
------------------------------------------ MSM: Juliane Van Moer
----Mother: Juet Van Mont-Canisi (Purebred Afghan Hound)
------------------------------------------ MSS: Ivote Van Riebeek (Purebred Afghan Hound)
----------------- MM: Bitxilore Van Riebeek (Purebred Afghan Hound)
------------------------------------------ MMM: Antyaume la Riviere (Purebred Afghan Hound)

>> Personality ||

Compassionate| Reckless | Kind | Downhearted | Aggresive | Determined | Charismatic | Sassy | obident | Loyal |

___________________________________________________________________________

>> Inventory||:

On Paw:

Nailed Bat – “This old bat was found in the middle of the road, beside a freshly killed human. Who knows what killed him, but at least you have something to defend yourself with… right?”

Miniature Barrel – “This may have belonged to your father, but the contents inside are unknown. He never had the chance to tell you, but the words stick with you ‘It’ll be useful someday’.”

SaR vest – “Something you wore in your past life, and you know you don’t live up to the job anymore. You should get rid of it… but then again, who would you be without it?”

___________________________________________________________________________

>> History ||

Pre-birth ||:

It was a simple incident, or more like a mistake at first.

Lixue was a resident Search and Rescue dog at the local ski lodge, but also the mascot of it. He was an underdog to many other canines, but he didn’t seem to care. He was the largest out of his litter which meant more cuddles, right? Nonetheless, the rescue dog seemed to have his life in control.

Until he met her…

It was a snowy morning, when the snow seemed to be hitting the ground in a gentle fashion. It was busier since the holidays were in full swing; children were jumping exciting around their parents as they organised their daily activities for their getaway, and no calls for the Search and rescue team meant free time for the mix bred. It was a good time, resting in the reception. From outside, he could hear numerous voices and various clicking sounds. It wouldn’t be until the sliding glass doors opened that the Lixue would pay attention. Walking through the doors was some fancy looking people, who’s clothes would be damaged within a day or so. But strolling beside them with their head held high was an afghan hound, dolled up for the occasion. Usually, it would make him somewhat annoyed that both human and animal would come in dressed up like they were going to a fashion show… but, she was different.

From overhearing other dogs who were in the room with him, the newcomer’s name was “Juet Van Mont-Canisi”, a very popular dog on television and in the fashion world. For some reason, his heart began to race as he made his way towards the female. He was falling in love with her, and unknowingly to him;

She had already noticed him and started to feel the same.

They had no clue that their love would blossom into something more…

Birth ||:

In a litter of eight many months later, Esk was born. The young puppy was the last to be brought into the world, but her mother was happy to have them, nonetheless. The pregnancy had come as a shock to their owners, as they were still trying to figure out whom the father of the litter was. It was not until the family returned to the ski lodge that they figured out the sire of the pups. Esk was too young to understand, as she watched her mother and father’s embrace. They seemed to love each other a lot, but they seemed to love her and the siblings a lot more.

“This is Eskarne, Eskarne Van Mont-Canisi.” Her mother cooed, looking towards the youngest in the litter. Esk watched as her father lowered himself to her level, to eye her up in a fatherly manner. He seemed to be especially excited to get to know his daughter, especially when she carried such beautiful colours.

“Eskarne… that’s the name—” His father was cut off by Esk’s mother, who’s laugh was as light as snow.

“You suggested, yes.” The female dog softly barked, in a motherly manner towards two of Esk’s siblings who were playing rougher than they needed to. Esk gained a soft nuzzle from her father, as he whispered to her.

“I’m so excited to get to know you, Eskarne.”

Growing up ||:

As Eskarne aged up slowly, she noticed her siblings be chosen by complete strangers to join them on their paths away from both her mother and father. They looked either mother like Esk’s mother or they looked more like her father. Eskarne was the only one who looked exactly like both of them. But that didn’t bother her, since she wasn’t as prim and proper like her mother. She was excited to work with her father in the snow, even if her hair seemed to drag around like a mop. But one day, a handler arrived to pick Eskarne up. It would be a while before she saw her mother or father again. Nonetheless, she was ready for the training ahead of her.

Training on different terrains, Eskarne took her time to become an expert at the tasks she was given. It was easily noticeable from her handler that she excelled well on snow, mountainous and city terrain. As the days and nights went on, she learned how to track properly, to trail other human and animal scents and to use her nose properly. It was around 12-18 months later that Eskarne completed her training and was then deployed for Search and Rescue work.

Arriving on scene at the ski lodge did Eskarne really feel … freedom. She was going to be working with her father, from what she had overheard on the handler’s radio. The reunion was sweet, and somewhat emotional but knew that being a rescue dog was a serious jo—

“Esk, relax sweetheart,” her father chuckled, “We don’t do much work around here since it’s not the holiday break yet, so take a load off.” Lixue seemed too relaxed at that moment, but maybe it was because he wanted his daughter to relish in the moment, she was with her father again. There was clear hesitation from her, but she sighed softly, her eyes closing briefly.

“I can do that.”

(more coming soon, but basically--

- She trains with father until the day the apocolypse starts
- Heads out on a search and rescue mission
- Father gets bit by a sick dog
- Father tells esk to run
- Now she wanders the land, knowing she's a disgrace. )

___________________________________________________________________________

>> Misc. ||

Voice Claim:

Staus: single

Sigfinicant other: none

Inspiration board:

Playlist: