Name: Barlok
Age: 4 years
Gender: Male
Breed: Labrador Retriever
Rank: Hunter
Time: Eastern Time
Personality: Doesn't give up on hunts very easily, strongly attached to his owner that works with the pound, sometimes short-tempered
History: He was bought by a man in America and had traveled overseas to Japan after a personal disaster happened over there. Now the man lives with Barlok alone, but luckily he found a job at the pound. Barlok had always loved hunting things down, and went along with his job very well. At two years old, he had helped the pound find more dogs along with all the other dog-workers. He had no doubt in his mind about his owner or his own job, and did everything with caution as his master had taught him in training.
RP Sample:
Barlok sniffed at the soaked ground, it had just rained and it made his job even harder than ever to perform for his master. He picked up a faint scent, then howled loudly for his master and charged off into an ally with his owner not too far behind him.
The faint shape of the dog at the dead end before them turned around, snarling as for a moment his eyes shone as car lights flew across them from behind. Barlok threw himself at the dog, biting into it's flank as his owner struggled to catch his rope around the stray's neck, but finally he managed to get it on him and tighten it, pulling it away with Barlok keeping his distance from the wreathing caught stray. With his tail in the air, they headed back towards their car and headed back the pound with their prize.