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- J A C O B -

.: Gender :.

Male

.: Age :.

Four and half years

.: Breed :.

German shepherd

.: Echelon :.

Retinue

.: Relatives :.

Tyler, his brother.

.: Affiliation :.

Liberated

.: Origin :.

Jacob was born to be a police dog. He was taken away from his mother at a very young age to be trained alongside his brother by humans. He served their security needs in airports, malls, arrests, etc. When he was two years old, his superiors realized he had potential, and decided it would be better for him to be in a task force in charge of controlling drug trafficking in the El Paso border. Ever since this happened, he never got to see his brother again. That ended abruptly when, during a mission with his team, he got shot twice, in the ear and shoulder. The bullet in the shoulder didn't do much damage, but the second one left him partially deaf from one ear. Since hearing was crucially important in his job, Jacob was left in a pound, from which he escaped after a few weeks.

.: Temperament :.

Jacob isn't the one that gets mad easily. No, he's patient, very patient. His light personality and simple ways can leave anyone thinking. You can study him for days, but you'll never find anything extraordinary about him. He's a joker, someone that can't stay angry for more than a day, but will surely drive anyone crazy. Annoying as he can be, Jacob is also very kind and understanding. Need someone to tell your roblems to? A shoulder to cry on? You can count on him! But don't fool yourself, he'll bite if he has to. Other than that, he's a loyal and intelligent canine, not to mention his curious and confident air.

.: Appearance : .

Probably not your regular imagine of a K9. Jacob's physique is sturdy and large, hosting powerful an well built shoulders. His paws are fairly big, with small but sharp claws he never uses when fighting. His fur is short, which is a disadvantage during the cold. The coat is a mix of obsidian and sable hues. The face and muzzle are black, as well as both ears and the tip of his tail. A scar lays on his shoulder, as well as a bullet hole in his right ear. The optics are a dark shade of amber, with a hint of green.

.: Scent :.

Strange as it sounds, Jacob's smell has always been the same. Of the many mingled smells, the ones that mostly stand out are copper, lead, and a dead scent that must've come from his vest. From his days as a police dog, the smell of bullets, guns, radios and fabric stayed with him.

.: Voice :.

One word can describe Jacob's voice: clear. Clear and loud. He has a strong bark that can be heard from a long way off. 

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