The Custom Common Montre
Owner: Shantal

Age: 5 years, 5 months, 3 days

Born: February 5th, 2015

Adopted: 5 years, 5 months, 3 days ago

Adopted: February 5th, 2015

Pet Spotlight Winner
May 22nd, 2017


  • Level: 1
  • Strength: 10
  • Defense: 10
  • Speed: 10
  • Health: 10
  • HP: 10/10
  • Intelligence: 0
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed

The custom-made vest hit the floor with a dull thud, the montre shrugging the vestment off with a casual roll of his shoulders. Dark brown fur slightly damp with perspiration, his unusual white eyes glanced around his home, paws staying close to an umbrella container near the door. Once satisfied that everything was in order, he shrugged off the satchel around his neck, meandering towards the overstuffed sofas that were crammed together in the middle of the room. Tripping over a protruding black tube, the montre grumbled, shoving the item back into the couch as he stopped by the shower first; just located off the main room in the small apartment.

The dirt and grime now off his body, tribal white markings shone on the lean montre’s frame and face as he dried off. The satchel that he had set down near the doorway then buzzed, and the individual muttered with a roll of the eyes, fishing out the large phone to look at the incoming message.

‘To: Specialist Trajen. Security detail needed. Extremely volatile crowd expected. Report tomorrow at 5 am. Usual spot.’

The montre couldn’t help but smile ever so slightly. Another one of thee interesting assignments; so very vague…but Trajen knew exactly what they wanted him to do.

After all, it’s what he was paid for.

Humming a military tune, Trajen trotted over to a simple painting of a forest, tapping a few select points on the wood paneling. With barely a whisper, the wall folded out as the montre’s grin widened.

Ah, a beautiful sight….just the equipment needed for a gun for hire.

This assignment probably had to do with the bandits attacking aid convoys. In this case, it was likely to be protecting said medical convoy.

“What to use for this…..” He muttered, taking each item off the wall and placing it on a blanket that was unrolled with a kick of his hind paw.

“Twelve gauge? No. Too messy…” A duffel bag was tossed next to the blanket, and the shotgun was placed inside.

“Maybe just in case. Hmm. Three-Oh-Eight? Maybe……oooh. Definitely you….” Into the bag went two more guns, and Trajen chuckled as he hefted a large weapon nearly as large as himself.

“Of course….I couldn’t forget you…custom made twelve-point-seven….”

Two large green metal ammunition cans then joined their partners in the bag, along with another protective vest before the montre chuckled, shaking his head with a grin.

“…I might need a bigger bag…Not sure how I’ll ever fit all the other guns.”


Story by Frode
Overlay by Hisan
Profile by Shantal
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Extra Deadly Bullet Shells

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Sawed Off Double Barrel Shotgun

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Intrepid Soldier Automatic Rifle

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