Cutcho

Clean Lined
Lore-Based
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Born in Germany, Cutcho was one of seven German Shepard puppies brought to life through selective breeding. Weighed and measured every week, his mother took great pride and them, and her owners were very proud of her.

As Cutcho and his siblings grew, they began learning new things. Socialization and obedience was what they had focused on, learning to sit, stay, and bark on command. They also learned what a good and bad person was like, and how to perceive a threat when needed. By twenty weeks old, Cutcho was one of the biggest puppies in the litter. Ahead of the rest, at 43lbs, Cutcho excelled at his training and was considered the top pick. And, when it came time to sell the litter, it was not hard to find a buyer for him.

Purchased by the public and donated as a gift to a local police station in the United States, Cutcho was soon shipped internationally to resume training with an assigned handler to protect and serve. He worked hard, trained hard, and made a name for himself very quickly in the community as Cutcho the K9. He was top of his class, and station favorite. His handler beamed with pride at every moment.

It was one rainy evening when things turned sour, however. Cutcho and his handler were out on a call, a suspect was fleeing police and had holed up in his own house, and taken his family hostage in a last effort to avoid being caught and convicted. Four K9s stood ready, barking and snarling.

Officers yelled with guns drawn. The front door slowly opened, and the suspect's family ran out, tears streaming down their face as they made their way to officers. After they were safely secured, two K9's were given the "fass" command - Cutcho being one of them. As he and his colleague rushed forward into the house, the others were told "wach" as they and their handlers moved forwards towards the door.

Within the house, a smell of cigarette tinged Cutcho's nose as he searched to find the scent of the suspect. His fellow K9 close behind, they went up the stairs and to a room that reeked of the smell they were trained to target. Thunder rumbled as they stepped forward, snarling and barking. The suspect had been halfway out of the window, a cigarette in his mouth. Identifying him as the target, Cutcho leapt forwards in an attempt to apprehend him, however bit into a bag filled of an unknown substance instead. Stumbling back and coughing, gagging, and crying, Cutcho's mind began to get foggy. Foam began to drip from his mouth. The suspect laughed and spit at the floor, cursing him and removing a baggie tied to his leg before jumping out the window and disappearing into the night.

Cutcho's partner stood by, looking at him worriedly, barking to alert of their location. The barking was ringing in Cutcho's head. Rage rose within him. He quite literally was seeing red, blood beginning to drip from his mouth, nose, and eyes. He simply snapped. Grabbing his colleague by the throat, he swiftly ended his life with little to no issue or thought behind it. As his body lay lifeless, Cutcho stood over him. His face stained with blood, as well as his paws, he watched as his handler made his way quickly up the stairs, worried turned to shock and horror as he recognized what had happened.

Growling and snarling at him, his handler raised his gun, ready to protect himself. Fighting against the intense rage he was feeling, Cutcho ran towards the window and leapt out of it, landing hard on the grass below. He disappeared into the night, considered a threat to those around him. His handler and the team were stunned and devastated. Efforts were made to locate both Cutcho and the suspect. Only the suspect was found. The rogue K9 was gone.

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Meanwhile, in the cover of the forest, Cutcho went on a killing spree. Anything he could sink his teeth into fell to his feet. It was only after the effects of the substance wore off that reason and honor began to return.

After he had realized what he had done, Cutcho swore to be a lone dog, punishing himself for his dishonorable actions. It was only a few weeks later when he was discovered by a wolf pack led by a strong and mystical wolf named Kemarii. It was almost as if he stepped into another world than his own. They accepted him regardless of his stained fur and brazen attitude. In return, he vowed to protect the pack for as long as he lived.