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Lodur
Legacy Name: Lodur

The Graveyard Telenine
Owner: CrazyWolf

Age: 16 years, 9 months, 2 weeks

Born: July 12th, 2007

Adopted: 16 years, 9 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: July 12th, 2007 (Legacy)

Nominate Pet for Spotlight

Statistics

• Level: 113
   
• Strength: 282
   
• Defense: 282
   
• Speed: 280
   
• Health: 284
   
• HP: 265/284
   
• Intelligence: 15
   
• Books Read: 13
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

huge l bad temper l strong l aggressive l late sleeper l killer l careful l


Name: Lodur
Nicknames: Monster l Murder l Devil
Age (human): 23
likes: Sebulon l sleeping l hunting
dislikes: everything else
hate: humans
Offspring: who knows
Born into a happy family with siblings, a mother who loved him, and a proud father, he was content. Then, it all changed.

He grew bigger. Now all puppies were allowed to play in the garden. They loved playing together. He had brothers to play fight with and sisters to cuddle. He especially loved the youngest one. She wasn't interested in fighting; she only wanted to watch, and you could talk with her about anything. You forgot easily that she was the youngest, she always talked like an adult and thought before she spoke. All that fascinated Lodur so much. But that brought troubles as well, because her lack of fighting ability made her the target of all the other siblings. She was always the last to get food and never played with them. Seriously, what is so great about terrify a cat in the garden???

Then the day came that must happen...

Lodur hunted like a normal dog would do to a cat. They saw her from a high distance, moving into the garden. They only waited for the right point to make her scream as such that she would never go near the garden again. Then they started, making a circle about the cat, barking like hell, but the cat wasn't shocked at all -- she got only angry, and she did something the puppies never expected: she attacked. And not the strongest one, oh no; she wanted the youngest, the weakest one. Lodur saw it before it happened, his sister screaming from the bites and claws from the cat, so he did that what a normal puppy at that age would never usually do. He violently attacked the cat. It hurt so much that Lodur couldn't stand it, and nobody helped him. In the end the cat ran away and left the puppies standing in a circle around Lodur, bleeding, a big gash on his chest, bites everywhere. He was half dead, and his youngest sister sat by his side.

Now all was a mess.

After that he started to grew, but more than was "normal". He started to be much bigger than his sibblings. But for his mother and sister, wasn't that a problem at all.
The time came when every puppy should find they own new home. Everyone had found one until only Lodur was left . He had a gigantic scar; he didn't look like a cute little puppy should. Every found a home: first his beloved sister, than all others, but not him. His father got angry with him. He started to bite him as well. He was scared that he wouldn't move away, would stay, would grow bigger and stronger than himself, and take his position as the leader. In the end their owner did what everyone does when they don't know what to do anymore: they draw him away.

Life is without sense anymore.

Still growing, without a home, he was a faced with hunger, pain, and loneliness. He didn�t realize before that not even runaways would want him; He still looked scary, still a puppy, still with the scar.

You want to live, than fight.

He started to do what he needed to do: fighting. Fighting for food, for the right to sleep somewhere, for all he wants, even with humans, although they weren�t a problem because he still grows. He was huge, and now not a puppy anymore, but still not an adult or full-grown.

Maybe death would be better?

Now he was nearby an adult, still a teenager, but what can you do when the only thing you knew to do when meeting someone was growling? He never learned anything else.

And then all would change again.

Humans, what are humans? Stupid animals that only bring bad to all others. Just hearing them laughing when they hurt an animal he got so angry. And they laugh about a mother, a dead mother killed by the human kids and her puppies killed as well because it was funny. He could understand it and got angry... so angry, he jumped out from where he was hidden and bit one in his neck. The other kid wanted to attack him but slowly, much too slowly and was killed as well. The third one was only standing there, watching; now looking him in the eyes, there it was. The only think he really could do: a growling, not the normal one he used, a bad one, really bad. The child ran as fast as he could and never would be able to look an animal into the eyes again.

Only blood and death left like always.

He wanted to return, but there it was a small sound, not even a sound but a whisper. First he thought he was going to go crazy, but there it was again. He turned around, going to all the blood and the still warm bodies but without life in them. No, wait! There was something alive! A little thing, all red from blood. You couldn�t tell if it was hurt or not; it was only red.

That can�t be! It shouldn�t be! What to do now with THAT?

He never learned how to act normally, and the situation now was all but not normal. So he did the only think he knew: growling. But the thing doesn�t look scared, not even a bit... It took a step towards him. He went a step back; it moved two steps to him, making a lonely voice again, and looking at him with those big eyes.

What to do? What to do NOW?

First he thought of killing it. It has no chance of live, without parents, without anything left. Then he thought of bringing it to the humans. No, never! So the last opinion was: taking THAT with him.

How could you learn something from someone who only learned from you?

The little thing besides him grows fast, eats all he eats as well, and learned all he knew in no time. It was incredible! It didn�t take long until he liked it, and then even without often speaking with it, it started to talk. From where did it learn? Who knows? But it needs a name after all, but he didn�t know it, because all who knew it are dead. So he gave it the name Sebulon. She was talkative, really kind and never to bother with something. She ate all you gave her and was ever happy, Lodur didn�t believe it, and then the first time she was in danger, because she was a cute little girl after all, he got so angry about those who were mean with her that he didn�t know what that kind of feeling it was. She just said �Anger.�

So it all changed again

He started to like her; he started to protect her, even when she was stealing from the humans without a good reason. He really started to love her, like his younger sister a long time ago. But he felt it that wasn�t good at all -- she couldn�t live with him in that danger, so he told her often: When a fight starts, and I tell you to run, then you run! And she promised it

Than the day came again.

They wanted to kill Sebulon, because she stole again. They wanted to kill Lodur as well, because he was who he was; he fought, but there was no change. So many Humans and so many Pets, and no change. There were tears in her eyes and the word he never wanted to tell her, he whispered for the first time in his life: �Run.� He was happy that he had the time with her, but she didn�t move. She would be killed as well, so he said it again. �You promised it, you have to do it.� And in the cruelest way he could he growled �RUN!� and then she moved.

Happy to die for someone you love, knowing that she will find a better home

So he fought with all his strength, but still he was alone: no one to protect, no change without someone to protect, even less change. He doesn�t want to gave up, but there it was. He knew it, now the end

No one wants to be lonely.

He fell, seeing no lights, only those eyes he loved so much. And the voice he loved so much:

�I promised to run, but not that I wouldn�t came back.�

And there, a stranger! With red fur, blue eyes, and burning like fire! Fighting!

But they came again, humans and pets, trying to kill him, because he lay on the ground unable to move. Not fair, but life isn�t fair. But SHE had something against it, running forward, biting and scratching her enemies. Nearly got killed before his eyes, so he had no other choice besides to stand up and jump, landing before her and letting out a voice he never heard himself making before. The growling heard was not angry, not fearful, not sad. Only a growling you never would forget, making you run without thinking, wishing for forgiveness.

And there it was, something he had never known since the beginning: Help. Help

The stranger, he could do the same as well! Both growling like that, the first pet started to run and with him all others.

I am allowed to start a new life?

She came to him, cuddled him with tears in her beautiful eyes. He was so happy that he still lived to see her once again, but for her, was it really better that he still lived? The stranger moved away, and in the moment, as she went to thank him, he said:

�When you want to have a home, you can come with me.�

Lodur knew that was only for Sebulon, because he was he; nobody would like to have something like HIM around their place.

�Both of you,� said the stranger.

He couldn�t trust his ears; that couldn�t be.

�Have you always wanted a home or not? Let�s try once, okay?�

It came from her, with the sweetest voice she had in her.




Art:
Art from ForgottenFox
Art from Musouka
Art from Musouka
Art from sindos
Art from TehMuffin
Art from Mynee

Art with Sebulon

Art from freya
Art from sindos
Art from Objection
Art from Mynee



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Sokka she made some little changes on the profil, liek adding the hovers

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