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Layout credit to vhsparty

RP STATUS
ALWAYS OPEN

[Preferred Method - Discord ]

Rp Ratings

G - ✔
PG - ✔
PG-13 - ✔
R -✔

Current Status
[Living]

BASIC INFO

Name

Smalljaw

[Breakdown:]
Small - For being very small

jaw - For being very yappy

Age

6 years

Gender

Male

Relationship Status

Single

Breeds

65% Chihuahua
25% Rat terrier
10% Poodle

Accessory: Piece of cloth and small bird skull combined into a necklace. (Both achieved by quests)

IDENTIFICATION

Theme song(s):

Taron Egerton - I'm Still Standing

Scent: Dirt and Musk
Physical appearance:

One of the smallest dogs on the island. Smalljaw sports a long fur chihuahua look.
Rank:

Tunneler

Relationships
sta.sh/01xmzslvqyvo

Family:

Vipernose [Biological Mother] [Deceased]
Vinebite [BiologicalFather] [Deceased]
Badgerstar [Aunt] [Deceased]
Elkhorn [Cousin] [Alive]
Appledapple [Cousin] [Deceased]
Vipersun [Cousin] [Deceased]
Shadepup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Falconpup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Sandypup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Barkpup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Honeypup [Cousin] [Deceased]
PERSONALITY

Protective

SmallJaw is very protective of his clan, it is basically his family. He believes he would be a great guard dog, too bad he's small.

Loyal

Once you've befriended Smalljaw he will stick to your side like glue, hope you don't get tired of his chattering

Determined

Being a small dog makes most dogs think little of you, literally! Smalljaw loves to prove to big dogs how his smallness is a great strength.

Assertive

Knowing Smalljaw, like many chihuahuas before him believe they are big dogs, Smalljaw loves to boss around whoever he can despite not being a beta or alpha

Diplomatic

If you thought being assertive wasn't enough Smalljaw is also very diplomatic, he likes to listen in with his large ears on conversations about other clans and his own. Because of this he has learn how to create plans and organize somewhat like the beta or alpha, it helps him when tunneling. Instead of blindly tunneling he has an exact picture of what he wants. He dreams big doesn't he?

Abrupt

Unfortunate Smalljaw can be very rude sometimes and can often be know as the "bad guy" in conversations because of this.

Hot-headed

Like most Chihuahuas Smalljaw does NOT like other dogs especially big dogs. This is probably the reason he likes to stick his head into dirt right? He easily gets worked up over nothing if its a big dog telling him to do something. This gets worse if its an outside clan member.

Busybody

Smalljaw is quite nosy, i'm sure you can see. He likes to spy on people just to get secrets or juicy details able something. This often gets him into trouble if he's caught but he never learns.

Stubborn

Once he has decided something he isn't going to change it, if you try to talk him out of something you will get a face a fury and non-stop barking. Just barking, not even talking. He likes to eat his food in a certain way, don't try to change it for your own sake.

Hoarder

Smalljaw likes to hoard little nick nacks in his den, this can contain feathers of birds, possibly bones, small shiny stones and other cool looking stuff. His den is often cluttered and he gets worked up if he's told he has to get rid of things. Best thing to do is taking one thing and leave it for a week, but he'll probably have a new thing by then.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE

Sexual Orientation:

Bisexual

Experience:

Virgin Heterosexual
Virgin Homosexual

Sexual History:

n/a

Litter Count:

n/a

Turn On's

✔ Submissive
✔ Larger dogs
✔Clingy
✔ Quiet
✔ Lovable
✔ Intelligent

Turn Off's

✘ Dominant
✘ Bitchy
✘ Super needy
✘ Retarded
✘ Weak

Currently Looking

✔

Smalljaw is always looking for a hook up, he doesn't admit it but he's never settled down with any dog, he doesn't quite understand love which causes his mind set to just be on having one night stands purely for pleasure and breeding

Current Crushes: None
Past Crushes: None

History
Smallpup:

Smalljaw was originally born in ShadowClan, through his pup-hood he didn't really like the dense forest, it always seemed frightening not knowing what creatures could be in front of him. His mother was Vipernose and his father was a timid male called Vinebite. He was born with a few siblings who are unnamed. During his puphood his father left his mother dude to her harsh tone and lack of empathy. Smallpup didn't like his mother either and would often caused trouble in shadowclan camp to vent out his unhappiness. He yearned for freedom from his mother.

Smallpaw

Apprenticeship - Smalljaw grew to hate his home even more once he became an apprentice, the trees would always cover up the sun too easily and he didn't like how dark the jungle was. He decided during this that he did not belong in ShadowClan, it was not his home and he would not be happy here. During a gathering he meet some dogs from WindClan, their homeland sounded wonderful to him, an open range where the sun never was covered up by trees. He knew from then on WindClan was the clan he wanted to be in. Once he was able to join Windclan he felt a bit more at piece believing this was where he really belonged. He got into some hobbies such as chasing lizards, fowl and squirrels whenever they dare came into his view, this is also when he began to collect his nick nacks.

Smalljaw

  Warriorhood - Once Smalljaw finally proved to his clan he was a good member he became a warrior and took on tunneling, although he didn't like the jungle being so dense he's fine with WindClan's denning since he knows when he wakes up he'll be in an open world. Smalljaw sometimes wishes he was a Moor runner since he loves to chase stuff but he is reminded how dangerous the world is to small dogs like him...He still sneaks out to do this anyway. As Smalljaw got older his collecting hobby became a hoarding problem as he didn't want to get rid of anything. During this change in his life he became more irritable and more secretive, he began to spy on conversations as if he was paranoid about something. He began to pick up on things from spying that have prove useful. Despite his little size SmallJaw likes to pick on big dogs no matter who they are, this consists of nipping at their legs, barking at them, kicking dirt at them. Even even does this to his friends sometimes if he's mad. SmallJaw is a bit loco but he is quite loyal and defends the land he loves.

Through roleplay before departure

Smalljaw's first meeting with Tawnystar wasn't the best, she sentenced him to apprentice duties. Smalljaw meet Icefang and went rabbit hunting together, where Smalljaw was stuffed into a rabbit hole. Smalljaw proceeded to tell a lewd joke about using the dead rabbits for other things. Smalljaw found Tawnystar crying in her den and slowly came in to comfort her, the two bonded over this experience. Smalljaw meet a riverclan elder Tideheart and was screeched loudly at the dog. During a run on the moors, Smalljaw got on Icefang's back and was hurled into the water by the dog. Smalljaw freaked out from the water. Smalljaw meet Littlegale, the two dogs dug a hole trying to make a maze, though ended up going to a nearby stream to cool off. This was where Littlegale helped Smalljaw over some fear of the water. Icefang died. Tawnystar died, causing Smalljaw to cry by her body. Soon Littlegale died. Smalljaw meet Stormchaser who was quite weird, but the two hit it off. Smalljaw meet Stormwatcher who was quite loud. Both died soon after. Smalljaw meet a stray known as tra la briefly. Smalljaw was appointed an apprentice, Shadepaw. Smalljaw did his best to help the female become a great tunneler but within a few moons he left the clans.

Smalljaw's return

Smalljaw disappeared from windclan for an entire year. It was unknown if this dog was alive or dead. Smalljaw left for his own personal reasons. Smalljaw had witnessed many of his good friends die all around him, although it couldn't be seen by his upbeat attitude, the dog was dealing with some depression from this. Smalljaw left windclan during the night without telling anyone. Originally the small canine had not expected to be gone so long, but after digging a tunneled home in the stray lands he found himself finding more reason to stay there. During one of his days out and about he was attacked by a bobcat, he had managed to fight back enough that the bobcat backed off. The small warrior was badly wounded and had to stay inside the tunnels for a long time in order to heal. To make sure no other predators came into the tunnel to get him wounded he stocked up on bones and other food, as well as moss filled with water and then closed off the entrance. Every few days he would reopen the entrance to get fresh air. With enough rest and cleaning the male tunneler was able to heal and his wounds did not become infected. The scars of the bobcats attack remained on his fur.

Some time after being fully healed Smalljaw was out and about hunting near the riverclan and windclan area. Even if he had been gone for a while, the chihuahua was no stranger to the scents. From a distant he was able to watch riverclan dogs heading over to windclan. At first the small canine thought it was an attack and was fully ready to charge back to his old clan camp to warn them. But he noticed something. They were bringing pups, pups were not a sign of war. Why exactly were they going to Riverclan? The answers were easy to see. Of all the dogs in the crowd, his aunt was not apart of it. Her mate however was, carrying pups up to windclan. Ripplehaze, the beta at the time was also not among the crowd. It seemed a tragedy had come across riverclan. Smalljaw felt a painful lurch in his stomach. It was likely the dog known Duskbriar now, was carrying his pups but Smalljaw couldn't be certain of the fact. Still, the idea of his aunt being dead and him possibly being the last dog in his family was rather over-whelming. Smalljaw did not interact with any of the riverclan dogs and backed off to his tunnel home.

During the monsoon, Smalljaw had to leave his tunnel in fear of it being flooded. The chihuahua had to head back to the moors he knew. He had dealt with a storm that caused a flood, he felt he could handle a storm again. He used his old bone burial tunnel near a bottom of a hill as shelter. As the storm hit, windclan was covered in snow. Personally, Smalljaw had never experienced snow, and was rather in terror of freezing to death. In order to keep himself warm her had to half bury himself. He had to make the tunnel deeper to escape the harsh cold and then make himself a nest out of dirt hoping it would keep him warm. He managed to make it through the bizarre storm. He had a lot of time to really think during his time fearing he would freeze to death.

Smalljaw realized he didn't want to die outside of windclan, even with all the hell he had been through emotion wise he couldn't just live out here. He felt, Tawnystar would want him to go back to his clan, that Stormchaser would too. Every dog he had known would. Even in his dreams he felt he could hear them telling him to go back. He finally made up his mind after the storm ended. After a whole year of being away from his clan the small tunneler made his way back to his clan hoping to be accepted once again.

Through roleplay after return.

Roleplay example - www.deviantart.com/speedyfoxdr…

Description

Layout credit to vhsparty

RP STATUS
ALWAYS OPEN

[Preferred Method - Discord ]

Rp Ratings

G - ✔
PG - ✔
PG-13 - ✔
R -✔

Current Status
[Living]

BASIC INFO

Name

Smalljaw

[Breakdown:]
Small - For being very small

jaw - For being very yappy

Age

6 years

Gender

Male

Relationship Status

Single

Breeds

65% Chihuahua
25% Rat terrier
10% Poodle

Accessory: Piece of cloth and small bird skull combined into a necklace. (Both achieved by quests)

IDENTIFICATION

Theme song(s):

Taron Egerton - I'm Still Standing

Scent: Dirt and Musk
Physical appearance:

One of the smallest dogs on the island. Smalljaw sports a long fur chihuahua look.
Rank:

Tunneler

Relationships
sta.sh/01xmzslvqyvo

Family:

Vipernose [Biological Mother] [Deceased]
Vinebite [BiologicalFather] [Deceased]
Badgerstar [Aunt] [Deceased]
Elkhorn [Cousin] [Alive]
Appledapple [Cousin] [Deceased]
Vipersun [Cousin] [Deceased]
Shadepup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Falconpup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Sandypup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Barkpup [Cousin] [Deceased]
Honeypup [Cousin] [Deceased]
PERSONALITY

Protective

SmallJaw is very protective of his clan, it is basically his family. He believes he would be a great guard dog, too bad he's small.

Loyal

Once you've befriended Smalljaw he will stick to your side like glue, hope you don't get tired of his chattering

Determined

Being a small dog makes most dogs think little of you, literally! Smalljaw loves to prove to big dogs how his smallness is a great strength.

Assertive

Knowing Smalljaw, like many chihuahuas before him believe they are big dogs, Smalljaw loves to boss around whoever he can despite not being a beta or alpha

Diplomatic

If you thought being assertive wasn't enough Smalljaw is also very diplomatic, he likes to listen in with his large ears on conversations about other clans and his own. Because of this he has learn how to create plans and organize somewhat like the beta or alpha, it helps him when tunneling. Instead of blindly tunneling he has an exact picture of what he wants. He dreams big doesn't he?

Abrupt

Unfortunate Smalljaw can be very rude sometimes and can often be know as the "bad guy" in conversations because of this.

Hot-headed

Like most Chihuahuas Smalljaw does NOT like other dogs especially big dogs. This is probably the reason he likes to stick his head into dirt right? He easily gets worked up over nothing if its a big dog telling him to do something. This gets worse if its an outside clan member.

Busybody

Smalljaw is quite nosy, i'm sure you can see. He likes to spy on people just to get secrets or juicy details able something. This often gets him into trouble if he's caught but he never learns.

Stubborn

Once he has decided something he isn't going to change it, if you try to talk him out of something you will get a face a fury and non-stop barking. Just barking, not even talking. He likes to eat his food in a certain way, don't try to change it for your own sake.

Hoarder

Smalljaw likes to hoard little nick nacks in his den, this can contain feathers of birds, possibly bones, small shiny stones and other cool looking stuff. His den is often cluttered and he gets worked up if he's told he has to get rid of things. Best thing to do is taking one thing and leave it for a week, but he'll probably have a new thing by then.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE

Sexual Orientation:

Bisexual

Experience:

Virgin Heterosexual
Virgin Homosexual

Sexual History:

n/a

Litter Count:

n/a

Turn On's

✔ Submissive
✔ Larger dogs
✔Clingy
✔ Quiet
✔ Lovable
✔ Intelligent

Turn Off's

✘ Dominant
✘ Bitchy
✘ Super needy
✘ Retarded
✘ Weak

Currently Looking

✔

Smalljaw is always looking for a hook up, he doesn't admit it but he's never settled down with any dog, he doesn't quite understand love which causes his mind set to just be on having one night stands purely for pleasure and breeding

Current Crushes: None
Past Crushes: None

History
Smallpup:

Smalljaw was originally born in ShadowClan, through his pup-hood he didn't really like the dense forest, it always seemed frightening not knowing what creatures could be in front of him. His mother was Vipernose and his father was a timid male called Vinebite. He was born with a few siblings who are unnamed. During his puphood his father left his mother dude to her harsh tone and lack of empathy. Smallpup didn't like his mother either and would often caused trouble in shadowclan camp to vent out his unhappiness. He yearned for freedom from his mother.

Smallpaw

Apprenticeship - Smalljaw grew to hate his home even more once he became an apprentice, the trees would always cover up the sun too easily and he didn't like how dark the jungle was. He decided during this that he did not belong in ShadowClan, it was not his home and he would not be happy here. During a gathering he meet some dogs from WindClan, their homeland sounded wonderful to him, an open range where the sun never was covered up by trees. He knew from then on WindClan was the clan he wanted to be in. Once he was able to join Windclan he felt a bit more at piece believing this was where he really belonged. He got into some hobbies such as chasing lizards, fowl and squirrels whenever they dare came into his view, this is also when he began to collect his nick nacks.

Smalljaw

  Warriorhood - Once Smalljaw finally proved to his clan he was a good member he became a warrior and took on tunneling, although he didn't like the jungle being so dense he's fine with WindClan's denning since he knows when he wakes up he'll be in an open world. Smalljaw sometimes wishes he was a Moor runner since he loves to chase stuff but he is reminded how dangerous the world is to small dogs like him...He still sneaks out to do this anyway. As Smalljaw got older his collecting hobby became a hoarding problem as he didn't want to get rid of anything. During this change in his life he became more irritable and more secretive, he began to spy on conversations as if he was paranoid about something. He began to pick up on things from spying that have prove useful. Despite his little size SmallJaw likes to pick on big dogs no matter who they are, this consists of nipping at their legs, barking at them, kicking dirt at them. Even even does this to his friends sometimes if he's mad. SmallJaw is a bit loco but he is quite loyal and defends the land he loves.

Through roleplay before departure

Smalljaw's first meeting with Tawnystar wasn't the best, she sentenced him to apprentice duties. Smalljaw meet Icefang and went rabbit hunting together, where Smalljaw was stuffed into a rabbit hole. Smalljaw proceeded to tell a lewd joke about using the dead rabbits for other things. Smalljaw found Tawnystar crying in her den and slowly came in to comfort her, the two bonded over this experience. Smalljaw meet a riverclan elder Tideheart and was screeched loudly at the dog. During a run on the moors, Smalljaw got on Icefang's back and was hurled into the water by the dog. Smalljaw freaked out from the water. Smalljaw meet Littlegale, the two dogs dug a hole trying to make a maze, though ended up going to a nearby stream to cool off. This was where Littlegale helped Smalljaw over some fear of the water. Icefang died. Tawnystar died, causing Smalljaw to cry by her body. Soon Littlegale died. Smalljaw meet Stormchaser who was quite weird, but the two hit it off. Smalljaw meet Stormwatcher who was quite loud. Both died soon after. Smalljaw meet a stray known as tra la briefly. Smalljaw was appointed an apprentice, Shadepaw. Smalljaw did his best to help the female become a great tunneler but within a few moons he left the clans.

Smalljaw's return

Smalljaw disappeared from windclan for an entire year. It was unknown if this dog was alive or dead. Smalljaw left for his own personal reasons. Smalljaw had witnessed many of his good friends die all around him, although it couldn't be seen by his upbeat attitude, the dog was dealing with some depression from this. Smalljaw left windclan during the night without telling anyone. Originally the small canine had not expected to be gone so long, but after digging a tunneled home in the stray lands he found himself finding more reason to stay there. During one of his days out and about he was attacked by a bobcat, he had managed to fight back enough that the bobcat backed off. The small warrior was badly wounded and had to stay inside the tunnels for a long time in order to heal. To make sure no other predators came into the tunnel to get him wounded he stocked up on bones and other food, as well as moss filled with water and then closed off the entrance. Every few days he would reopen the entrance to get fresh air. With enough rest and cleaning the male tunneler was able to heal and his wounds did not become infected. The scars of the bobcats attack remained on his fur.

Some time after being fully healed Smalljaw was out and about hunting near the riverclan and windclan area. Even if he had been gone for a while, the chihuahua was no stranger to the scents. From a distant he was able to watch riverclan dogs heading over to windclan. At first the small canine thought it was an attack and was fully ready to charge back to his old clan camp to warn them. But he noticed something. They were bringing pups, pups were not a sign of war. Why exactly were they going to Riverclan? The answers were easy to see. Of all the dogs in the crowd, his aunt was not apart of it. Her mate however was, carrying pups up to windclan. Ripplehaze, the beta at the time was also not among the crowd. It seemed a tragedy had come across riverclan. Smalljaw felt a painful lurch in his stomach. It was likely the dog known Duskbriar now, was carrying his pups but Smalljaw couldn't be certain of the fact. Still, the idea of his aunt being dead and him possibly being the last dog in his family was rather over-whelming. Smalljaw did not interact with any of the riverclan dogs and backed off to his tunnel home.

During the monsoon, Smalljaw had to leave his tunnel in fear of it being flooded. The chihuahua had to head back to the moors he knew. He had dealt with a storm that caused a flood, he felt he could handle a storm again. He used his old bone burial tunnel near a bottom of a hill as shelter. As the storm hit, windclan was covered in snow. Personally, Smalljaw had never experienced snow, and was rather in terror of freezing to death. In order to keep himself warm her had to half bury himself. He had to make the tunnel deeper to escape the harsh cold and then make himself a nest out of dirt hoping it would keep him warm. He managed to make it through the bizarre storm. He had a lot of time to really think during his time fearing he would freeze to death.

Smalljaw realized he didn't want to die outside of windclan, even with all the hell he had been through emotion wise he couldn't just live out here. He felt, Tawnystar would want him to go back to his clan, that Stormchaser would too. Every dog he had known would. Even in his dreams he felt he could hear them telling him to go back. He finally made up his mind after the storm ended. After a whole year of being away from his clan the small tunneler made his way back to his clan hoping to be accepted once again.

Through roleplay after return.

Roleplay example - www.deviantart.com/speedyfoxdr…