Mafia Dogs-Seere

This is just a quick ref to get Seere into the group, I will do a proper ref for him later, once I can figure out how to do his infuriatingly hard brindle ticking. xD This looks mostly like him for the fact they are "free" lines, but he's supposed to have a more loosely skinned head and neck with more wrinkles. ^^

Pack: Di Ordine

Name: Seere

Breed: Neapolitan Mastiff(working line)X Rottweiler mix

Gender: Male (intact)

Rank: Rookie

Age: 3 years

Family: None that he knows of/is in contact with.

Height: 30 inches

Weight: 174 pounds

Personality: Seere is the definition of a stoic loner, he would rather be alone than in a group, Seere does not trust anyone, even if it seems like he trust someones, it's likely he doesn't. But the few times Seere does trust someone, he becomes fiercely loyal and protective of them, and is perfectly content to be their "guardian angel" for as long as he breathes. Seere as a very disciplined attitude, and likes things to be in order, however, due to bad experiences in the personal protection dog training academy, he does not take well to being ordered around, and is quick to fight when confronted. However he is much more likely to take orders from a female than a male, as he does not believe in fighting with females unless they start it first. Also if he respects the dog or their rank then he is likely to follow commands without issue. Seere is quiet and believes the less he ever has to talk, the better, he is a doer, not a talker, and is surprisingly cunning and devious when needed, and can "act" totally different when trying to deceive someone. Also Seere has never been in a pack before, but thinks of joining Ordine as a new start and wants to become a more disciplined dog(he's self disciplined, but not pack disciplined.)and to become one of Vendetta's trusted Elites, so he trusts her and is willingly to follow her command over any other dog. Mostly his problem is if he doesn't respect the dog or their rank, then he might be a bit of a problem.

Background: Seere was bred in a kennel to be a new type of personal protection dog, utilizing the giant, thick build of the working line Neo Mastiff that has much less excess wrinkles, coupled with it's own guarding instinct and the Rottweiler's fierce loyal and die hard protection and "one man dog" attitude and stocky, powerful build, Seere was formed. However, Seere refused to be disciplined, and soon turned into a unstoppable killing machine, that would ruthlessly attack dogs that confronted him, and disobeyed commands from both humans and fellow dogs, and doing things his way, which normally meant a bloody fight.
Seere was then taken out of the protection training, deemed unfit for the program, and was locked away as a "no contact" dog in the kennel. Soon, shortly after his 2nd birthday, the academy sent him to the pound to be euthanized for being unpredictable, and untrainable, and dangerous, and figured he was not living a quality life as a "no contact" dog. But he escaped minutes before being dispatched by attacking the man responsible for putting him to sleep after lulling him into false security by playing the "good boy." Once free, Seere thrived on the streets, making a reputation for himself as a fighter and self disciplined dog.(as long as no one is telling him what to do, he can be perfectly disciplined and civil on his own accord)
Close to turning 3 years old, Seere was trapped by a middle aged man after Seere killed the man's dog, and the man, tortured Seere threw the cage bars as revenge for the death of his dog, for almost a year, starving him and turning him into a raging animal that snarled and charged at everything that came near his cage. The man also fought Seere in the underground fighitng ring, and Seere became known as "The Beast" because he never lost, and would either disembowel, or rip the genetalia off every dog he fought. After finally growing tired of Seere, because no man would pit his dog against "The Beast" the man then locked him up in a pen with 4 other dogs to tear him to pieces. Seere somehow survived the attack, and killed two of the dogs, and left one so badly wounded he couldn't move, and the last dog, who seemed the only one that might be able to best the bloodied and fatigued Seere, became too cocky after Seere collapsed and lay at the dog's paws. The dog gloated, standing over Seere, and then went to whisper in Seere's bloody ear, and that's when Seere struck. Whipping his head and burying his teeth deep into the dog's throat, severing his jugular and and killing the dog.
Right after killing the dogs, the cruel man arrived upon the scene to find Seere standing in a pool of blood, the dog's dead or dying at his feet, and enraged, the man opened the pen to go and beat Seere, who quickly snarled and leapt at the man, tearing his throat out in a blind, and thoughtless rage, then with a cold glance at the carnage behind him, Seere limped away back to the streets, and soon, he was found by some of Di Ordine's dogs.
Seere automatically went into fight mode, but after several minutes, it was clear that these dogs were not here to fight, but to take him to the prison they called home, which sounded interesting to Seere, and he agreed to go, though made it immediately clear that he was not going in a prisoner, but as a officer, no matter what anyone said.

Weaknesses: Seere's biggest weakness is that he cannot trust. His second one is that he cannot take commands, which gets him in a lot of trouble with higher ranking dogs, and his last biggest weakness is with the few dogs he does trust he is so fiercely protective of that they can be used against him or to trap or trick him.

Strengths: Seere is a skilled fighter and survivor, and due to his huge size and powerful build, he outweighs most dogs and his a powerful fighter and dog in general. Seere is clever, and won't always rely on his strength and size, but also his cleverness to outwit multiple enemies, and can be quite sneaky and conniving. Seere is highly self disciplined, fit and a survivor of any situation. he's 174lbs of pure muscle and endurance, even though he's not the fastest dog, he makes up for it by using his strength, endurance, and quick thinking and use of his surroundings to get the job done, whatever the job may be.

Voice:Mostly deep and cold, Seere's voice has a slight gruffness to it, but is mostly smooth and can be quite mesmerizing and suave when he turns on his "good boy" act.

Relationships:
Will fill in later
Companion:
N/A

RP Example
Seere's throat vibrated, letting a deep and intimidating growl reverberate out from between his bared teeth, he flicked an ear, seeing no point in this "test" of Vendetta's as his reputation as a ruthless killer had already circled around the streets the Ordine dogs had picked him off of, so there is no way they hadn't heard about him and his skills. But he saw no reason to back out of a perfectly good fight, so with a flick of this tongue over his sharp fangs, he rushed at the large fellow Mastiff mutt, probably one of the few dogs in Di Trieste actually large enough to make a fair fight with the black huge Neapolitan Mastiff/Rottweiler mix. Seere latched on to the side of the Di Trieste dog's face, bowling the large dog over and shaking his massive head vigorously, trying to rip flesh from bone with every sweep of his head. The Mastiff snarled in agony and bit down into Seere's neck, and the ex-Protection dog smirked through the dog's fur, realizing the Trieste dog's mistake before he could. Seere's slavering mouth opened wide and he turned, clamping down on his opponent's muzzle as his loose skin stretched in the dog's mouth, surprising the Di Trieste mutt and the dog yelped in agony. Seere once again shook his head to bring more pain and damage, and then his enemy broke free from his grasp with a roar that was half snarl, half painful yelp.
The Mastiff pair stood across from each other, each eyeing the other for who would make the first move. Seere watched as blood dripped steadily out of the Di Trieste dog's nose, a large crease in the skin of the dog could be seen where it indented into the large crack Seere created with his viscous bite on the top of the dog's broad muzzle. Suddenly the Mastiff rushed at the mixed breed, and Seere rolled out of the way, knowing the momentum of his body weight would move him faster than his huge paws ever could. The enemy dog turned almost on a dime and was on Seere, latching onto the loose skin on the back of the dog's wrinkled neck, pulling all the skin taunt, as he pulled. This mutt just doesn't learn does he? Seere once again turned his head, using the leverage from his overly loose skin to turn and bite deep into the dog's foreleg.
The two gladiator dogs struggled there for several long moments, locked in each other's teeth before Seere reared back on his hind paws like a stallion and threw his opponent off, ripping the dog's teeth from his neck. "You will die in vain, lowly Trieste maggot." Seere snarled as he landed hard on the Di Trieste he dog before the Mastiff could recover his footing from the throw, all his weight centered on the dog's ribs, which cracked and splintered, causing the dog to howl in agony. "That is nothing, what do you think of this?" Seere clamped down on the side of the writhing dog's face, and gave his head one huge shake, adding his whole body into the shake for momentum. Seere felt a pop and a crack as his top fang burrowed into the Mastiff's eye, popping it like an over ripe cherry. The crack was the dog's lower jaw, snapping in half, causing the dog's screams of agony to become distorted sounding, and Seere only grinned sadistically at this. "You are getting a little annoying with those seal calls, so I think it's high time to put you out of your misery." Seere pinned the struggling and screaming dog with his front paws, and lifting his head high, teeth bared in a maniacal grin, the Rottweiler mix dove muzzle first into the Di Trieste's dog abdomen, tearing at the soft, fleshy underside, which gave way to his teeth with little resistance. Seere buried his muzzled up to his eyes into the dog's body cavity, and started ripping and pulling out his entrails by the mouthful.
First the Mastiff struggled more, his one good eye wide with terror and agony as he watched his guts spill out into the dirt beside him, and the the dog went completely rigid for a good six seconds, before going limp entirely, his cries finally ceasing as the Di Trieste dog gave one last ragged breath through his twisted and shattered muzzle. Seere pulled his thick muzzle out, the brindle ticked tan points dyed a sickening, muddy cerise color as the dog licked his lips victoriously.
Seere gave his bloody head a good shake before turning and meeting Vendetta's cold gaze steadily. The Dutch Shepherd eyed the scene with one raised brow, unsure how to process what just happened, but finally, she simply turned, and started back towards the prison, her elites close behind her, but Seere caught the lingering spark deep in the leader's eyes, she was impressed, she would find good use for the tank of a dog that she had heard so much about on the streets, and as it turned out, they weren't just rumors, this dog was a powerful opponent, a deadly killer, and now was of the most dangerous living weapons at her disposal.

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