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Registered Name: Isengards Tirea Dí Kaato (Spirit of Rhythm)

Call name: Tirea

Age: 10 months

Gender: Female

Breed: Northern Jaro (curled tail)

Height: average

Pelt Color: Gold agouti w. white irish

Eyes: blue

Discipline: hunting, tracking.

Kennel: northern lodge

Origin: Isengard kennels owned by

(Gonna mention a few times)

Reff sheet: nights1nner.deviantart.com/art…

Sorry it took me a while to post another artwork as I promised to become more active.. Just had plenty of exams and shit, and I struggled with the dog running pose so this is one of my active kennel dogs from NorthernLodgeKennels , she is also featured in other artworks I didn't upload yet, still editing.

Just so you know, paragraphs below aren't written like a roleplay, it's more of a review x)

It has been a long while since Tirea saw grass stretching from the fresh soil that was burried in the snow for so many moons. As soon as Everly opened the gate, the Jaro made her way towards the downhill forest. The degree of temperature was no more than +5 C, so there was no promise spring has fully arrived, as forecasts mentioned snow may fall this March again.

It's been a frustration to all dogs that the owners were in concern for avalanches occurring, and none of them were allowed outside the gate.

The more Tirea drank the fresh air, not tasted since early autumn, the hungrier she felt. From the distance it looked like the woods had gained quite a canopy. Her mouth watered as she started picking up on various scents. She entered the downhill woods and rummaged through newly grown bushes, searching for any plump rodent. Tirea felt too young to be strong enough to try out for larger animals as she just turned 11 months old and her folks only recently started letting her out.

A twig snapped and her ears instantly pricked. She scanned the area with her vivid blue eyes, lit by the sun rays that shone through some spaces between the rustling tree tops. She focused on her stillness throughout the tension within her muscles, ready to leap. A small rabbit emerged from a distant clearing bush. Tirea waited for it to assume it was safe and at the right moment, she sprung.

Art (c) me

BG photo is mine

Description

Registered Name: Isengards Tirea Dí Kaato (Spirit of Rhythm)

Call name: Tirea

Age: 10 months

Gender: Female

Breed: Northern Jaro (curled tail)

Height: average

Pelt Color: Gold agouti w. white irish

Eyes: blue

Discipline: hunting, tracking.

Kennel: northern lodge

Origin: Isengard kennels owned by

(Gonna mention a few times)

Reff sheet: nights1nner.deviantart.com/art…

Sorry it took me a while to post another artwork as I promised to become more active.. Just had plenty of exams and shit, and I struggled with the dog running pose so this is one of my active kennel dogs from NorthernLodgeKennels , she is also featured in other artworks I didn't upload yet, still editing.

Just so you know, paragraphs below aren't written like a roleplay, it's more of a review x)

It has been a long while since Tirea saw grass stretching from the fresh soil that was burried in the snow for so many moons. As soon as Everly opened the gate, the Jaro made her way towards the downhill forest. The degree of temperature was no more than +5 C, so there was no promise spring has fully arrived, as forecasts mentioned snow may fall this March again.

It's been a frustration to all dogs that the owners were in concern for avalanches occurring, and none of them were allowed outside the gate.

The more Tirea drank the fresh air, not tasted since early autumn, the hungrier she felt. From the distance it looked like the woods had gained quite a canopy. Her mouth watered as she started picking up on various scents. She entered the downhill woods and rummaged through newly grown bushes, searching for any plump rodent. Tirea felt too young to be strong enough to try out for larger animals as she just turned 11 months old and her folks only recently started letting her out.

A twig snapped and her ears instantly pricked. She scanned the area with her vivid blue eyes, lit by the sun rays that shone through some spaces between the rustling tree tops. She focused on her stillness throughout the tension within her muscles, ready to leap. A small rabbit emerged from a distant clearing bush. Tirea waited for it to assume it was safe and at the right moment, she sprung.

Art (c) me

BG photo is mine