Ravasz
The dog from Hungary;

The canine of Kuvasz blood trotted slowly onto the land of the Woodland Farm, his head and tail held the same height as his creamy body. His slender frame kept up a steady pace, with his back rolling along smoothly. However, all of it was disrupted as he caught sight of the house. He knew what that meant, humans!
His head and tail were lifted as he picked up his pace some more, now jogging easily over toward the porch. He could smell wolves, which he disliked greatly. He was used as a guard dog before against the wolves before coming here, and none of them had ever proven to be "nice" to anyone.

Taking calm, easy steps, he ended up at the bottom porch step, his nares quivering intently to take in the new scents. Such a strange and different place! Sighing lightly, he simply curled up at the edge of the step and wrapped his tail around his body. He was too tired to call for someone-- they probably wouldn't even understand him. And second, he couldn't remember much english he had heard. Perhaps when he listened to someone, it'de refresh his memory a bit, but until then, he was "fairly" lost.

Eyelids slowly closing down over his dark eyes, he was asleep just like that, drifting off into dreamland. Now, dreams were the only things that could take him back to his original home.

Ravasz

HERITAGE; Kuvasz
BLESSED; Male
HINTED; He has the usual dense fur coat, which is creamy in color, much like a lab's, but lighter. The hairs have a somewhat wavy texture, but towards his rump the fur has a slightly wooly look at the sides. His eyes are very dark brown that becomes lit up in direct light. He weighs in at about 114 pounds in all, with the most for the breed being 115. His body is quite slender, with a good amount of muscle.
RESIDES; No where
LOVER; No one

FACTS; Came from Hungary with his last owner, speaks the language, but knows a nice bit of English.
He was used as a herding and guard dog before coming here, yet hopes to continue his work.

The male moved silently back to his home, his wounds now healed. As he came up to the front porch, his eyes landed on Ruvasz. Aralyn had....Replaced him? No, she would never do that. He moved forth farther now, shepherd ears listening intently as the kuvasz slept. HE didn't carry the scent of Aralyn....Or....Anyone for that matter. Heart lifting a bit, the male trotted forth and let out a soft bark, calling to him. What brings you to the farm? You do not seem injured.

The Kuvasz was completely in his own little dreamland, especially when the other dog came up. Ravasz's auds twitched first, and then his eyelids flickered open. He lifted his fine head up to catch his first sight of Malon, and his fur slightly bristled. But it was no use getting off on the wrong paw with the animals in these lands.

Trying to remember what these different words were, his own popped into his head. But he was pretty sure he understood, though a brow still proceeded to lift in an unsure way.
"Szervusz! én jön kitereget felfedezés-- a human." he suddenly cut himself off and spoke the final two words in english. He didn't know much in reality, but was learning just about all the time. His auds pricked as he looked at the other canine, wondering who he was. "Name is Ravasz," he then stated with a slight bob of his head. He came to find a human, but there obviously wasn't many around, compared to what he just thought.

His eyes grew confused as the dog spoke in a language that was foreign to him. About to ask, when suddenly the dog said a word he understood. Human. Ah...The Lady should be here. Somewhere. Aralyn....Aralyn isn't here? Worry flickered in his eyes. Had she moved on and left him? Was he all alone again? When the dog spoke his name he said I'm Malon...Aralyns dog. Are you....Here for help? He asked cautiously. An unknown canine wasn't always a good thing, especially if his mistress was missing.