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Name:  Kevlar
Breed(s): Dutch Shepherd (50%), German Shepherd (50%). 
Gender: Intact Female
Rank: Elite (Commander) 

Personality: Kev was the third born of the litter and she's more standoffish then Law and Justice. She likes to be around her siblings more then other dogs, being more shy and not really comfortable around others. She puts up hell of a fight though when cornered or when she gets pissed off. Kev is very motherly to her siblings though always making sure they're alright and keeping an eye on them. She has the motherly instinct her mother lacked. When she was younger along with her brothers she would pick on Justice but apologize for it later. She looks up to Justice and her brothers wishing she was more outgoing like them. Her job mostly is den mother so to speak. She loves the puppies and usually is seen taking care of them and helping with the dogs that come in seeking shelter or food for the night. She looks mean and she is if you piss her off or mess with the pack. She takes solace in younger/smaller dogs then older/bigger ones.

Other: [Feel free to add or change these if you want]

    ·         She often sleeps with the pups and their mothers

    ·         Kevlar brings pretty wild flowers to her mother's grave and likes to sit and watch sunsets beside her mother

    ·         She's the one that is often doing story time

The day was spent the morning doing boundary patrol she started her mornings off doing that. This way she could get a feeling of if it was going to be a good day or a bad day. This was a way of seeing if through the night if Ordine or Trieste trespassed into their land and if she needed to take charge and find these trespassers and deal with them. This day was a good day to start. No trespassers were smelt going over though some of the strays were. She would huff and get to the next task of the day. Food for the pack she would roam in the woods. She would stalk into the woods  on the cool morning moving through the low brush of the woods. Her soft blue eye would catch the morning light and glisten. Her feet would move softly through the trees and she saw some wild pigs. Her body low as she would lick her teeth. Glancing at each pig she moved quickly and quietly around and paused. Seeing the pig she wanted she would bolt out the bush and run after the pack of pigs. She would chase them around as they started to split up but that was ok she wanted one of them. Juking to the right and seeing the pig she spotted run through the thicket she ran through it with her body. The prickers held onto her thick coat but she continued on. The pig she picked was going lame and it wouldn’t look like it till they were 4 minutes into the chase and the body turning turns the pig was limping bad and slowing down  Picking up the pace she lunged forward. Her  mouth opened wide as she clenched onto the boars hump of the boar and used her body weight to throw the pig off its hooves and into a ball of kicking and squealing. She would thrash and claw at the pig. The thick blood would fill her mouth as she ripped and shook her head over the boar. As the boar would struggle Kevlar would move swiftly to the throat of the pig and rip into its neck to drain it from blood. Latching onto it she would stay on its neck as it would slowly stop kicking. The dirt and debris settling into the damp air of the woods the paws of Kevlar would  crunch some twigs with the extra weight. She would drag the boar’s carcass through the woods and into the prison. She tried to make sure her pack was fed. Her babies were fed. If they starved they would not be strong nor grow.

After the food run was done she made sure all of the dogs were fed and happy. She would wonder through to the sick and injured dogs. Making sure they were all comfortable and happy. She would clean the wounds of some as much as she could and get them what they needed. Spending a good chunk of her day taking care of them and once she was all set she would come out of the prison to do her evening boarder patrol. Her tail up and her ears raised to listen around glancing to the other side where the other pack would be. She would gather wild flowers as she went along. She would sigh out and head into the woods and go to the grave of her mother. She missed her mother a lot. Not only because of her company but her wisdom, presents and teach her more. She felt she went too soon and could of learned more from her. Her head lowered to her mothers grave like to show her respect even if she was gone and then drop flowers at the grave. She would give a songful howl not caring what others thought or heard. She would howl for her mother to hear her voice. She would update her mother on the days events or drama that would happen to the pack and hope there would be a sign of a answer. “mother it’s been a long while since I saw you. Like a few days.” She would be sarcastic but she knew her mother would understand. “Justice is leading the pack so far things are running smoothly shes been ok.”she would casually speak. “I been taking care of everyone the best I could Like Prudence would. You two together again? Hope its all well and you guys can rest” she would look up at the tree. She would lay down and curl up for a moment and let the wind and fog come in. She felt comfortable laying at the grave. Waiting for a long hour or so she would get up. “we miss you mom but you prepared us well” she would bow. “I will be back soon to give you up dates” she would nudge the flowers more. She would slowly walk back and then walk off into ORdine and back at the prison and perch where she could see being avalible to the dogs that needed her.